The Eredonian Empire, the northwest of the imperial capital Heimdal, 800 subways underground.

An underground workshop with a futuristic sci-fi feel is built in this mountain range.

There is almost no popularity in the entire workshop, only a large number of intelligent puppets are mechanically traveling through the workshop.

A large number of mecha soldiers with strange patterns on the surface are being built into shape by puppets. If Ryan comes here, he should be able to recognize them immediately. These are the magical mecha soldiers he has seen before.

In a warehouse room in the workshop, a silver-haired man with purple and black light and shadows all over his body was huddled in the room by thick iron chains.

The ragged clothing and unkempt tired appearance made the handsome young man look very embarrassed.

"Da da~"

A slightly heavy footstep sound came from outside the temporary cell. The silver-haired young man with his hands locked in his face showed a ferocious look on his face and looked up at the suddenly opened door.

"Traitor...kill you!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Traitor, I'm going to kill you, kill you all!"

What came in was a young man wearing a gray coat, wide and fat body. He looked at the silver-haired young man struggling wildly with a faint face. The strong chains made a huge noise because of his struggle.

"It's useless. If you continue to struggle like this, you will only hurt yourself."

Take out a necklace from your chest, and the fat young man walked up and hung it around the other person's neck.

The power in the necklace felt the straits of the silver-haired young man, and immediately shone with a beautiful purple light like a confrontation.

"Ai...ma?"

The silver-haired young man felt this familiar force and subconsciously restrained his overflowing ghost aura.

His ferocious expression became a little dull, and he gradually lowered his head and fell into a deep sleep under the comfort of the necklace.

"Huh~"

George breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, Emma's newly made necklace can indeed suppress the power of the curse to a certain extent. Li O, have a good rest."

Seeing the silver-haired young man entering a deep sleep, George turned his head and left the temporary cell.

"You care a lot about him."

A silly sounded female voice rang out from George.

George turned his head and saw a girl with long hair tied around his head into two classical buns appear before him.

Looking at the girl with eyes scrutiny, George said in a calm tone, "Miss Dubali, are you having something to do with him?"

"No, just come and see what the situation is."

Dubali stood up from the wall leaning against, glanced at the closed cell door, and asked indifferently, "Can the necklace you gave him just restore his sanity?"

"No." George continued to walk forward. "That was the witch necklace I took out from his belongings, and could only temporarily curb his uncontrolled ghost aura."

"From the moment he chose to sacrifice himself to pick up the Sword of the End, Li O OOX, as the real 'sacrificial gift' chosen by Prime Minister Osborne, had no way to go back."

"Hmph~"

Dubali looked at George's departure back and looked at the cell door with some displeasure and snorted "Is even the name and his existence covered by curses? What a sad man."

...

Over Nodiya, Patanguai was suspended high above the clouds.

On the big screen in the bridge, Rognahou said ashamedly, "Sorry... Many of my men with blood-congested brains were cursed and bewitched. The number of troops that Nodiya can bring is less than 30% of the total."

Miltio smiled and nodded, "Rognahou, please don't mind. Kluchen and Schalrant are in similar situations. It's good to have 30% of them."

When the Patanguai secretly drove over Nodiya, the Rauffy also headed to Kluchen and Schalrant respectively.

Except for the available troops in Lamar State reaching 50%, the situation in the other two major territorial states is similar to that in Nothia State.

As the curse spreads, the number of controlled soldiers is rising sharply.

Not only the ruling army, but also the regular army.

According to the latest information sent back by Olibart, in addition to the elite third, fourth and seventh mecha divisions, the proportion of the regular army affected by curses was about 6 to 4, while the proportion of civilians affected was as high as 8 to 2.

The bad news is more than that. Because the Seventh Mecha Division was hesitant about the orders issued by the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister ordered the entire division to be split.

Most of the members of the 7th Mecha Division were inserted into the rest of the divisions, and senior generals such as Mura were ordered to be arrested secretly.

After finally getting out with the help of guerrillas and Olibath, they were labeled as treason by the prime minister. Now Mura and other generals can only completely go to the dark.

"The future is ill-fated..."

After Mirtilu hung up the communication, she rubbed her eyebrows with a bitter face.

"I only now know how hard it is to control the overall situation alone. It's really a pity that my brother used to let me give advice behind the scenes."

General Aurelia smiled and encouraged, "Mr. Miltilu, you have done a good job. In the current situation, no one can ask you to do more."

“It’s not enough…”

Miltio gently bit his lower lip "There is no news for my brother so far, and even responding to the shell can't capture his whereabouts. It can basically be confirmed that he was thrown abroad by the space turbulence, but..."

"Your Madam!"

A clerk CIC reported loudly that "there is a contact signal to break through the encrypted channel of the Patanguai!"

"What?"

Brigadier General Wares frowned and asked, "Can you find out where you came from?"

"The signal is shown from northern Crossbelt, but... the signal is moving at high speed."

"Is it!"

Mirtilu hurriedly ordered "Switch on the signal immediately and enlarge the visual interface to the screen."

"yes!"

With the operation of the communication CIC, the stage display screen in the bridge of the Patanguai flashed a handsome face that everyone was familiar with.

"Yo~ Are you still doing well?"

"elder brother……"

Miltio held his hands tightly with excitement, and tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow down.

Ryan comforted gently, "Why are you crying? I haven't had anything wrong with me. I've been echoing the signal contact range of the shell before, and I can finally receive your signal."

“By the way.”

Ryan looked at Aurelia and Warres beside Miltiolu "Are you three? Where are the others?"

"Ryan!"

A crying shout came from outside the bridge. As the door was opened, Qiya, who had received the news, rushed in from outside the door with a tearful little face.

Yartina followed her closely, her face, which had always been cold and cold, showed an anxious and caring look on her face.

After Mirtilu wiped off the tears from the corners of her eyes, she held Qiya in her arms and helped the little guy wipe away the tears and snot from her face.

"Look, your dad looks healthy, can you sleep peacefully now?"

"Yeah! Hehe~"

Qiya sniffed and finally smiled on her face.

Ryan saw the dark circles under Qiya's eyes, and Yartina's face was also a little dim. Combined with Miltio's words just now, Ryan knew that these two little guys shouldn't have had a good rest recently.

He said blamingly, "Sorry, I'll worry you. I'll return to the empire in five days at most."

Qiya and Yartina are both very well-behaved. They knew that Ryan had something to say, so they chatted for a few simple words and returned the contact space to Miltio.

"Brother, where are you now? The CIC said your signal has been moving at high speed. Could it be that you are on a flying boat?"

"Um."

Ryan said solemnly, "I am now heading to Closebell as the escort of Remifelia's envoy."

"Miao Jie, time is urgent. Please help me report my safety to Lixia and Yalisha later."
Chapter completed!