"Klein, what should I do now? This place is like a pool of mud. If I check it, there will be too many things to pull out, and it will never end."

Klein shrugged without commenting on Eric's statement.

"What a fuck? Why do I need to check?"

Betsy was also a little surprised.

"The municipalities here are so bad, don't you check it?"

Klein smiled.

"Do you think the Ministry of Security doesn't know that this is a pool of mud? You feel that the Black Cross doesn't know what's going on here. Think about how Black Cross did things when it came to Shas?

Our mission is to clear out the Eye of Grera stronghold and investigate the municipal departments of this place. It is the affairs of the Ministry of Security and the Black Cross, and it has nothing to do with us."

"But there is no stronghold for Eye of Grera? Those are all from the public office, and even their mayor seems to be inside."

Betsy said.

"The mission goal given by the Imperial Capital Security Department is to clear the Eye of Negrela stronghold in Sodas.

And the location of the stronghold is here, and the Ministry of Security says yes, why should we refute it? Is it not good to implement it?"

Eric suddenly widened his eyes.

"You want to do it right?"

"We are just ordinary members of the Jessicao Society, neither the Terrilla royal family nor the imperial official, ours can only represent ourselves.

The politics here is very corrupt, the civilians here are also very hard, and I sympathize with them, but this is not something we can solve.

We are the Executive Department of Jieshe. After taking over the task of the Security Department, we must do a good job. We promised to clear it up and clean it up. The Eye of Grayla stronghold is there, so we must level it up."

Becky already understood what he meant and took out the great sword quietly.

"Catch in?"

Eric said in surprise.

"Damn, Becky, what are you doing? There are ordinary people in it."

Becky looked at Eric and shook her head.

"When an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent, and so are these people."

Klein didn't expect Becky to say such words, he glanced at the two of them and waved his hand.

"No, just here."

He took a step forward and was already standing at the corner of the bell tower.

A wisp of flame began to appear in the slowly raised right hand. As Klein injected magic into the flame, the flame soon turned into a fireball.

"Fireball Technique? Are you not a necromancer? And at this distance, are you setting a fireball to give them a warning?

But it doesn't seem useful."

Klein smiled at Eric.

"Look at it well, study hard."

He silently opened the magic of the Magic Burning, Auqiang, and Klein's Book of the Book of Klein. The rising magic made Klein's hair begin to float, achieving a true windless automatic.

The time for the clock tower has reached 11:59, and there is still 1 minute left before 12 noon.

The fireball in Klein's hand had reached a diameter of about two meters, which was really amazing. However, the fireball no longer increased at this time, but the heat in it was still rising.

The flames accompanied by the rolling heat made both Betsy and Eric unable to help but take a few steps back.

At this time, Eric could no longer say anything to joking because he felt that if the fireball hit him, he would definitely die.

The Book of Klein floated up from his waist and began to turn pages automatically. A magic pattern of fireball began to be recorded on one of the pages of the Book of Magic.

By the time Klein's Book recorded this magic well, the fireball in Klein's hand had begun to gradually shrink. It might be wrong to say that the word compression is more reasonable.

When it was compressed until it was only the size of a washbasin, the shape of the fireball finally stabilized and floated in Krain's hands.

At this time, the fireball could no longer see the obvious flame, but was quietly shining and heating, like a sun in the palm of your hand.

The time for the clock tower is approaching 12 o'clock.

10,9,8…3,2,1.

Klein looked at the fireball in his hand with satisfaction. He had practiced several times before returning to Jieshe, but he had never injected so much magic. It was the first time he used the flame explosion of this scale.

"Sorry, the ordinary people in the Eye of Grayla stronghold. Although you are ordinary people, you cannot say that you are innocent people.

Sorry, the civilians in Sodas are really unable to save your city.

Sorry, some smart bigwigs from the Security Bureau, we did not perform the mission as you imagined."

"Feel sorry!"

The bell rang at 12 o'clock, and the fireball in Klein's hand erupted at the same time.

"Fire Explosion!"

The fiery flame burst was like a meteor that cut through the day, flying towards the so-called Eye of Grayla stronghold.

...

"A Qiang, what are you looking at?"

"There are shooting stars!"

"Meteor? Mentality, where do you get the meteor in broad daylight?"

"There are meteors flying towards that side."

The man was about to walk over and take a look when a loud bang came from the direction where the shooting star flew.

"boom!"

A violent explosion occurred in the center of the Eye of Grera. In an instant, everything in the center of the base, whether people or buildings, disappeared under a gust of white light.

Following this was a powerful shock wave, instantly sweeping across the entire outer periphery of the stronghold, destroying almost all the buildings that can be seen.

Aqiang patted the man on the back with a smile.

"I'll just say, there are shooting stars."

And the person who looked at the Eye of Grera's stronghold was trembling constantly.

"Mayor Menas, it seems that he is still in that place. The Menas family is about to be finished!"

...

"Lying...trough!" Eric looked at the mushroom cloud in the distance and was a little surprised, but no one can be surprised with such magic and such power.

"A such a large stronghold was actually wiped out in an instant. Is it so powerful with just one blow? The wizard of the flame element is so powerful!"

Not only Eric, but even Becky was speechless. This is what a second-level mage can do? Even the third-level or fourth-level is unlikely, right?

Looking at the two people with shocked expressions, Klein was very satisfied with his magic, with such momentum and effect, full of style.

"It's not as simple as you think that this kind of attack."

Klein is telling the truth. If it were just flames, such an effect would not be achieved.

The real reason why he can destroy the stronghold of the Eye of Grera is the flame explosion.

The Flame Explosion Technique makes the power of flame ignore the world's rules when it explodes and produces a strong light and heat explosion. It is not something that ordinary fireball techniques can achieve.

With magic alone, Klein injected as many as 300 points, 300 points of magic is already the full magic of a median fifth-level mage.

Klein fuses all 300 magic points onto a flame explosion, plus the magic burning amplification, arcane enhancement, and the destructive power of Klein's Book.

These factors are all combined to achieve the effect of this attack, just like Klein uses the power of disordered arcane to create arcane crystals. Ordinary people have no way to do what Klein does.

"Eric, do you have cigarettes?"

"Don't you smoke?"

"I think that in this situation, I should light a cigarette for myself as a reward."

"Okay, take it."

Eric lit a cigarette. Klein took the cigarette and sat on the corner of the building, staring at the fire in the distance, smoking the cigarette in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

He was actually tired and wanted to take a break. After all, it was a huge burden on his body to pour out 300 magic power at one time.

And sitting here is just right to wait for the souls of those killed.

Klein would not kill at will just because the magic books can absorb souls, but since everyone has killed them, he would not be ruthless to these souls.

After waiting for a while, a wisp of blue smoke formed by the soul entered the Book of Klein and stored it.

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, Klein suddenly felt bored. His physique and spirit were not the same as he used to be. He no longer had the same taste as he used to be. He was a little boring.

"Becky, this way, even if the mission is completed?"

Betsy nodded as he looked at the burning fire in the distance.

"The Eye of Grera stronghold has been destroyed, and the mission has of course been completed."
To be continued...