Chapter 3582 Fall

My discussion with Casillas about science and martial arts ended with Casillas' silence.

Obviously, he has a lot of objections to the idea that martial arts and technology have their own merits and are indistinguishable.

That's right, for the confident and powerful Casillas, any technological weapon he has seen cannot cause substantial harm to him.

There are many conventional weapons, laser weapons, and even nuclear weapons, which cannot seriously damage him.

After all, whether it is the power of transformation or the power of awakening, they are mysterious powers that cannot be matched by existing technological weapons.

When will technological power stand up?

I believe this is the common aspiration of all scientists.

For a period of time after that, Casillas was very quiet, staying at the dojo, either guiding visitors on martial arts experience, or competing with Iron Beard.

Overall, my life was peaceful and fulfilling.

Compared to Casillas, who was living a peaceful life, the days of the other apostles in the demon world were not so comfortable.

At least from Heloise's call to me, I roughly confirmed that the demon world is in a long and critical moment of tug-of-war with the invaders.

In today's Demon World, hundreds of adventurers are killed almost every three days.

Moreover, the Dragon Clan sent at least two more teams, but these two teams were all Dragon Clan warriors. Under the command of Salem, they fought several beautiful battles in succession. However, it was a pity that a war just a few days ago During the battle, Salem was injured. Now he is recuperating in the hotel. It is estimated that he will not be able to participate in the command of the next few battles.

I was very puzzled, so I asked Heloise, what kind of injury would force the leader of the Pterodactyl Clan, who always boasted of his strong body and good self-healing ability, to have to recuperate for several days?

Heloise told me that half of Salem's wings were torn off. The priest had given it a bone-growing potion, but it would take several days to grow to fully heal.

Hearing this, I am worried about the level of the demon priest. Think of Mr. Taylor. Any injuries such as a missing arm or a short leg can be cured in minutes as long as he wants to.

That's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's easy to spend hours healing an injury like this.

During the subsequent phone call, Heloise kept venting her dissatisfaction to me.

One moment he complained about Xi Lan's excessive drinking, another moment he complained about the apostle's refusal to save him, and the next moment he complained that the helpers of the dragon clan had always failed to do their best in previous battles.

All in all, there are all kinds of dissatisfaction.

I could probably feel that there were countless worries and anxieties mixed in her various complaints.

Yes, what she wanted to complain about the most was this ongoing war.

But she knew as well as many high-level officials in the demon world that this war would not end in a short time, and would even drag on for a long, long time.

This is like the situation in my family.

Phoenix, Cagalli and Barbara are three pillars, and they all think that they are my most beloved fiancées. No one is willing to admit defeat, and they even go so far as to forcibly divide my other fiancées, who were originally quite friendly, into three parts and include them in their own. under his command.

My other fiancées have not known me as long as Phoenix, Cagalli, and Barbara. Moreover, their power in the guild is not as powerful as the above three. In desperation, I had to randomly choose one who looked more pleasing to the eye. camp to join.

As a result, the entire Fearless Guild became a Shura field.

This state of affairs continues to this day and gives me a huge headache.

And this time, on the issue of Casillas, the three bosses of the Fearless Guild also started to confront each other.

The first is Cagalli. She always believes that asking Casillas for advice is very correct and everyone follows suit.

Then, Phoenix began to retort. She didn't think Casillas was great, and he was even far inferior to her in terms of strength.

Cagalli was furious when she heard this, but in terms of strength, Cagalli had never heard of anyone who could beat Phoenix, so she had no choice but to swallow her anger. Damn it!

Cagalli was filled with rage and evil, pointing at Phoenix's nose and mocking her loudly, saying that she was a strange woman, comparable to a humanoid monster!

Cagalli was so angry that she said these words, but from Phoenix's calm expression at that time, I could read anger, and then Cagalli was thrown from her back and fell to the ground.

Thanks to the cushioning of the fluffy carpet, she was saved from smashing the floor.

Barbara was so frightened when she saw this, but her arrogant heart made her not compromise with Phoenix no matter what, so while verbally thinking that Phoenix was talking nonsense, she also strongly expressed that Casillas was really nothing great. .

This behavior that was opposed by both sides made Phoenix and Cagalli very dissatisfied at the same time, so a chase started again.

However, Barbara was not an ordinary person. She dodged left and right, jumped up and down, and managed to escape to a room on the second floor to hide while being chased and intercepted by a group of people.

Although Cagalli and Phoenix had very bad tempers, neither of them wanted to vent their anger in useless places, such as destroying the door to the room, so they let her go in a tacit understanding.

Although she was let go, Barbara showed no intention of restraining her arrogance. During the following dinner time, she stayed to eat and continued to antagonize Cagalli and Phoenix at the dinner table.

Fortunately, the Dauntless Guild had rules for dining and did not allow any quarrels at the table, so a food war was stopped.

But after the meal, the civil war still broke out, and its intensity was far more intense than the national war in Zephyr Continent - or so I thought.

Just when I was enjoying my dull and repetitive life, my phone rang again. Heloise sent a call for help. It seemed that it was because the town they were in had fallen.

I was shocked when I heard the news.

WTF?

Fallen?

How can this be?

"Where are the apostles?" I asked, "Did they stop the monsters?"

"All this happened because of the apostles."

Then Heloise told me the whole story.

At the last moment of the last battle between the invaders and the demon adventurers, an apostle unexpectedly took action and killed most of the invaders with the force of thunder.

And that apostle is surprisingly the Eleventh Apostle, Ozma, the Ghost of Chaos.

The reason why Ozma took action is still not clear. In other words, the apostle circle may know why, but ordinary humans like them have no right to know.

In the next war after Ozma took action, monsters with strength comparable to the apostles took action.

Not one or two, but a large group, attacking their town.

The town was conquered in almost less than half an hour.

However, they did not massacre the residents in the town, nor did they wantonly massacre the adventurers. Instead, after conquering the town, they watched them leave their homes and go to other places.