Chapter 261

This is truly strange.

He came here to kill people, but he hadn't made a move yet, and he had already been targeted by others.

"What is your reason for killing me?"

"Meddling in things you shouldn't meddle in is your way to death." After Sophie finished speaking, the attack began again, and two more wind blades were launched from below.

Murphy flashed to dodge, then used a revealing spell: "Revelio!"

Suddenly, a chaotic color flickered in the courtyard, and fuzzy human figures appeared below, actually more than twenty of them.

They stood in a very regular position, almost filling the corners of the courtyard, making him receive a warm welcome no matter where he was.

And when the effect of the Revelio spell ended, the turbulence of color also disappeared, and everyone hid again. The courtyard looked empty again.

Good guy, actually capable of anti-detection!

He thought about it, also used an illusion spell on himself, then took out the bottle of magic detection potion he had originally prepared to give to the Queen from his storage ring, and dripped a few drops into his eyes.

After this period of "training," he and Tom had prepared viruses with sensitivity to six magic attributes, but virus infection was not the solution to magic vision that Murphy thought was best, so he hadn't used it himself.

Moreover, these potions were prepared using viruses controlled by the Seed of Soul, which were under Murphy's control to a certain extent. He gave them away as gifts, also with the intention of monitoring the high-level officials of Arkaim.

But now, it could also be used to give himself magic vision. After all, fighting with a group of guys using invisibility hacks was too disadvantageous.

No matter how powerful the invisibility spell is, it needs the support of magic power. It might be able to deceive the naked eye that can only sense light, but it can't deceive magic vision.

However, it would take some time for the potion to take effect. During this time, Murphy didn't intend to wait passively.

He took out a grenade launcher from his storage ring, preparing to let this group of old bastards learn about the Muggle firepower that was full of martial virtue.

"Revelio!" He chanted the spell, caught a fuzzy human outline in the surrounding color turbulence, pulled the trigger at it, the grenade exploded, and the fire swallowed the other party.

But two greatswords slashed over beside him immediately. Murphy flashed away and fired randomly into the courtyard.

"Boom, boom, boom..." After firing six grenades, Murphy threw out more than a dozen grenades, while he himself turned into the Flash, flashing constantly to avoid being affected by the explosion.

One minute later, the originally exquisite courtyard had become a ruin, with severed limbs and wailing soldiers everywhere.

They were just invisible, not invulnerable. After Murphy's wave of bombing, more than half of the twenty-odd knights were gone.

Murphy was just about to press his advantage, when suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and his vision blurred. Just at this moment, two wind blades struck. He avoided one, but was hit in the abdomen by the other.

Could it be that his illness was acting up?

But it didn't feel like it, and it was more like some kind of potent poison.

When was he poisoned?

He didn't touch the food and wine at all, just to prevent poisoning.

Then, the air?

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Sophie's voice came, but the person was nowhere to be seen. "If you had drunk that glass of wine and left just now, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Wine?

So that's why they asked those envoys who left to drink that glass of wine?

It turns out that the wine was actually the antidote. No wonder Ivan drank the wine before leaving.

But there might not have been other ingredients added to that wine.

Otherwise, what if those people went back and regretted it after drinking the wine? There must have been other means.

However, those knights and the wizards hiding in the dark were also exposed to the poison gas. They were fine, which means they had taken the antidote beforehand?

At this moment, the effect of the magic vision had already slightly appeared. He could see some subtle colors that didn't belong to the original world. To avoid the interference of optical vision, Murphy simply closed his eyes.

The front was no longer completely pitch black. Some colors different from his original four-color vision formed a sparse dot matrix on the dark negative film.

It seemed that because there were not enough visual cells infected by the magic vision virus, the picture he saw was like a picture missing more than half of its pixels, making it difficult for him to judge what he was seeing.

However, he still captured some things in it—for example, an object with a human outline seemed to have raised something towards him.

He suddenly took half a step forward, reached out and grabbed the human outline's arm, twisted it hard, broke its arm, then grabbed the greatsword in its hand with his left hand, and slashed across its neck.

Hot blood sprayed out, but Murphy lunged forward violently, bit the carotid artery of the unlucky knight, and drank several large mouthfuls of blood until another human outline raised its hand at him.

He turned around violently, used the unlucky knight as a shield to block the wind blade's attack path. Only two bangs were heard, the knight's armor seemed to have been pierced, and then he lost his struggle and was kicked away by Murphy.

"Devil!" He heard someone shout. The illusion spell on the knights he had bombed seemed to have disappeared. They looked at Murphy drinking blood in horror, extremely terrified.

Murphy wasn't trying to scare people on purpose.

He was poisoned now and had no antidote, and since these knights had taken the antidote and it was still in effect, theoretically, they should have some of the antidote's effects left in their bodies.

The amount ingested in those few mouthfuls of blood shouldn't be enough to neutralize the poison he was suffering from, but drinking a few more mouthfuls should still be possible to play a relieving role.

Murphy held the knight's sword in his left hand and used a Revelio spell again with his right hand. He could see a pale golden radiance overflowing instantly in his closed eyes, and when it collided with anything, it outlined an outline.

This is the magic fluctuation of the Revelio spell?

This was the first time Murphy had intuitively seen what this spell looked like. It was indeed similar to the radar he imagined.

He lunged at another knight whose outline had been forced out by the Revelio spell, and with speed and strength far exceeding ordinary people, he first cut off the other party's arm holding the weapon, and then it was a one-stop service of drinking blood and beheading.

The magic vision was becoming clearer and clearer. Even if Murphy closed his eyes, he could basically see the surrounding environment clearly. Only seven enemies were left standing, three wizards and four knights.

Murphy picked up the greatsword, flashed behind a knight instantly, swung the sword, then flashed again, swung the sword again, seven times in a row. When he reappeared, only gushing blood and headless corpses were left behind him.

"Hoo..." Murphy let out a long breath, lightning running all over his body, almost unable to stop.

He had never tried this fighting style before and couldn't control it very well, but the effect was still very good.

Just, among these few guys, who was that Sophie?

(End of chapter)