The Strongest Deduction of Zongman Chapter 1101

To be honest, Steele felt uncomfortable watching himself being controlled by a person with psychic abilities. However, if he didn't do this, his acting skills probably wouldn't deceive the slightest trust in the land of the left. In this case, lead the way The role of human beings is naturally out of the question.

"Did Edward Alexander ask for an explanation? Did he meet you directly?" Left Land's eyes became a little serious. He couldn't detect Stiear's flaws, but he didn't believe Stiier's words completely.

"That's right, the address is in the office on the top floor of Talent Workshop. With all due respect, that place has become the opponent's magic fortress. It is almost impossible to attack and kill the opponent there."

Stiyl watched "myself" say this sentence full of admonishment, and felt a chill in his heart. Under such circumstances, the more you remind the left side of the danger, the more you will make the other party trust 'her' words.

Especially from just now to now, the sense of defense mixed in the words of the land of the left is like an avalanche, constantly weakening.

With this feeling of grasping the subtle changes in people's hearts, Stiyl couldn't help feeling a strong fear of that star-eyed beautiful girl, and faintly regarded this girl as a dangerous person like Laura Stuart.

Not to Stiyl's surprise, the left spoke words that represented falling into a trap.

"I need a map of the talent workshop."

Chapter 207 The Land on the Left Entering the Game

The body of the land on the left is very poor and weak. In fact, in the right seat of the gods, the worst physical fitness is estimated to be on the left. Even a woman like the wind in the front can press the left side with one hand and beat him wildly. .

Of course, this is under the condition that the two sides only use their bodies to fight.

And Zuo Fangzhi himself is naturally well aware of his physical defects. Although his combat method is a bit like a soldier standing in front of him, in fact he only acts when he is sure that he is safe.

Asking for the map of the talent workshop is a necessary means for the left side to ensure its own safety. Knowing the information and composition of the building, coupled with his unique special magic formula, achieved the goal of attacking Edward Alexander's base camp. The achievement of killing the opponent is not very difficult.

At least, that's what Land of the Left thinks.

It took Stiyl 20 minutes to get the map of the Saicraft Workshop from Tsuchimikado Motoharu who came to act.

Regarding Motoharu Tsuchiyado's multiple spies, even in the left side, he had faintly heard the rumors of the other party's spies, and did not have the slightest doubt that this Dr. Onmyo, who likes to stab people in the back, betrayed Zhou You.

After all, this man lives for 'betrayal'. Sometimes, some important information about the academy city is bought by the orthodox teacher from the other party.

After Motonharu Tsuchimikado left and Stiyl got the map, Zuofangdi came out from the corner swaggeringly, came in front of Stiyl, and took the blueprint from the opponent's hand.

"You look tense, Father."

"After all, we have to face that legendary man, so it's impossible not to be nervous."

Stiyl was smoking a cigarette that had already burnt to the filter, with just the right amount of fear on his face, but the fear in his eyes made it impossible to see the slightest problem in the left field.

"Perhaps tomorrow, the entire magic side will proclaim your name, in order to cooperate with the land on my left, to assassinate the most evil person in the world, and to be respected by all magicians."

The land on the left said with some stinky farts, the smile on his face looked dark and deep, and matched with the appearance that had been restored to its original appearance, it looked like a clown in a circus.

At least in Stiyl's eyes, it really is no different from a clown.

"Does it even have magical traps? Puritan's mobility is surprisingly good." Looking at the detailed and somewhat excessive blueprints in front of him, the place on the left asked suspiciously.

"Who do you think we sent to be an undercover agent?" A flash of arrogance flashed across Steele's face, as if mocking the land to the left.

However, the land on the left was not angry, but nodded clearly.

"So that's the case. Is it the credit of the catalog of banned books? It's no wonder that he saw through the man's arrangement."

"This is just the part that Index sees through, and there are more unknown spells hidden in the dark. In a short time, it is the limit to complete this kind of information." Stiyl explained to the left in a concise manner. road.

The other party nodded to express his understanding, and then put away the map with an intriguing smile on his face.

"Let's go, then, Mr. Magnus."

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The gatekeeper's office on the first floor of Talent Workshop.

Steele held two passes and handed them to the old and frail guard with a cold expression.

"The magician of 'necessary evil', Stiyl Magnus, and his disciple, Peter Pirnos? But, I never thought you would have a disciple, brother Stiyl."

Facing the old guard's teasing, Steele said calmly with that uncle face. "Although I'm only fourteen years old, I'm still one of the best rune magicians in London. Is it strange to have some disciples?"

The old guard glanced at Uncle Steele's face, looked at the skinny face on the left that seemed to have been drained by some kind of behavior, couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, looked at Steele strangely and said .

"It's not strange, it's not strange at all, but remember to be restrained."

"Huh?" Steele, who is still within the scope of the minor protection law, looked at the old guard's weird face with a confused face. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the other's smile, he also instinctively sensed the other's malicious intentions. .

However, guessing that there was a place on the left beside him, Stiyl could only suppress the doubts in his heart, staring at the old guard's eyes on the Philosophical Warrior, and walked towards the hall on the first floor.

"It's surprisingly simple." After stepping into the elevator, Zuo Fangzhi couldn't help but frowned suspiciously. He felt a little caught off guard by entering the enemy's base camp so easily.

"That's because you were thinking too much. Those Kaga guarding the gate are all big demons controlled by that man. They are the existences recorded in Solomon's Seventy-two Pillars, but they were dragged into the human world by the other party by some means." Shi Till lit a cigarette for himself again, so as to eliminate the restlessness in his heart.

"Oh, is it in the form of a human pillar? No wonder those guards look passive and sabotage." Zuofang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The so-called Human Pillar is a sacrificial ritual in which humans are sacrificed and demons or angels take human bodies and minds.

Since those impersonal demons and angels use the human beings as sacrifices as their thinking accessories, it is quite normal for them to be passive and sabotage their controllers, or even maintain malicious intent.

In this case, the Land of the Left will naturally no longer wonder why the invasion was so easy.

It didn't take long for the two of them to reach the top floor. After a soft ding, they got out of the elevator and walked along the spacious corridor to the door of the office.

At this moment, both Stiyl and the land on the left tensed their muscles at the same time, looking as if they were on guard against a formidable enemy.

Afterwards, the land on the left gave Stiyl a wink, and the red-haired mage was silent for a while, raised his hand, and pushed open the wooden door in front of him.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the door opening.

The spacious office and the eye-catching and unusual desk in front of them naturally fell into the eyes of the two of them.

However, what was more eye-catching than those furniture and decorations was the silver-haired figure who sat lazily on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching the two with interest.

The boundary between youth and youth is extremely blurred on the other party, and the traces of age seem to be completely absent on the other party. Even if you are prepared, but seeing the appearance of an 'old man' who should be a hundred years old, the left side A trace of surprise flashed in the bottom of Zhizhi's heart.

"You're a little later than I expected, Stile." Yuu, who was sitting on the sofa chair, glanced at Stiles, and said in a tone of impatience.

"Please forgive me, at this point of time, it is not easy to find an opportunity to meet with you alone."

Just as Stiyl was apologizing to Yuu.

The land on the left, which had been prepared for a long time, immediately released its own killing blow, which was called "light punishment"-a killing technique to kill and execute the Son of God with human hands.

『Priority criterion: the human body is the bottom, the wheat is the top! 』

next moment…

...the separation of the heads.