Magus Tech Chapter 544: Punishment for mistakes

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Somewhere on the east coast, in an underground hall.

With a "squeak", the door of the hall opened, and Muse in charge walked in, briefly glanced at the busy people in the hall, walked straight to the exclusive seat at the back of the hall, and sat down.

The body stretched out on the seat, relaxing to the fullest, this lasted for a long time, Muse suddenly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, feeling something was wrong.

Hmm, something is wrong. What's wrong?

That's right, until now, no one has given her a cup of petal honey water with a suitable temperature and sweetness in time.

Muse frowned, sat upright in his seat, and quickly scanned the entire hall with his eyes, and then found more things that were wrong: Compared with the hall in the past, although there are still some abnormalities in the hall at this time. Fewer people are busy, but the number of people is definitely not as large as before. Most importantly, Franklin isn't here.

This——

Muse pursed her lips lightly, and asked in the next moment, "Franklin, where is he?"

The people in the hall were busy without daring to lift their heads, and no one answered—not daring or not knowing.

The Muse was sullen, her voice became louder, and she shouted again: "I'm asking you, are you deaf? Franklin, where are you going, tell me!"

"The Muse is in charge." A weak voice sounded—someone finally answered.

Muse immediately heard the sound and looked over, and saw that it was a short wizard who was only 1.6 meters tall, with brown hair, wearing a lead gray coat, and was looking at him nervously.

Muse recognized it. The other party was the captain of another team under her. Because of his poor ability, the team had very few members, and he was no match for Franklin. And because the other party is ugly and not as sensible as Franklin, she has always been ignored by her.

Muse looked at the other party and said, "Sisko, right?"

"Ah—" The other party hesitated for a moment, but said honestly, "Muse is in charge, I'm Thomas."

"..." Muse opened his mouth, "Well, Thomas, do you know where Franklin went? Tell me."

"Gudong!"

Under the gaze of the Muse, the wizard named Thomas first swallowed nervously, and then replied truthfully: "Go back to the Muse to take care of things. In fact, I don't know where Franklin went. I only know that he A day ago, he suddenly left the base with most of his team, and never came back, as if there was some mission to perform."

"Huh? Are you sure, he left with most of his team?"

"Yes."

"But you don't need so many people for normal tasks, right?" Muse frowned, looked at Thomas and said, "Thomas, please contact Franklin and ask him what's going on."

"Yes." Thomas didn't dare to have any objection, and he didn't correct the wrong name, so he quickly took out a crystal ball and started to operate.

After a while, Muse waited a little impatiently, and asked aloud: "Is it still okay? So slow, Mr. Tom?"

"No, no." Thomas looked up at Muse, with a slightly weird expression, "Muse is in charge, I don't know why, I can't contact them at all, they didn't respond, it seems..."

"Like what?"

"Gudong!"

Thomas swallowed again, did not speak, but held up a crystal ball for Muse to see.

I saw that the crystal ball was pitch-black, and the interior was mixed with a rich and extreme blood-red color, which was very ominous.

Muse looked at it and raised her eyebrows: "Huh? Something happened? Dead?" The expression on his face didn't change much, but his tone cooled down quickly.

"Did you contact Franklin alone, or everyone in their team?" After that, Muse asked Thomas.

"Everyone." Thomas responded with a jolt, his voice was very low, lest he might irritate Muse.

After Muse heard this, she stopped talking immediately, and the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became a little frozen. The people who were busy in the hall felt a strong sense of depression, and their breathing was a little difficult, as if A hand was stuck around the neck.

Thomas was the closest, and felt the strongest. Not only was he not breathing well, but he felt like he was about to suffocate. His body trembled, and he stared at Muse with wide eyes and said, "Muse is in charge... Muse... "

Muse looked at Toms and asked in a cold voice: "You must know something about Franklin, right? Don't tell me, if you are not in the same team with him, you don't know anything, then I will Very disappointed. What happened to Franklin, tell me everything you know!"

"I...I..." Thomas's lips trembled a few times, and the next moment he spoke quickly—whether he really knew it or guessed it, he didn't hide it at all.

A few minutes later, Thomas looked at Muse short of breath: "Mu... Muse is in charge, that's it... Huhu..."

"Swipe", the feeling of depression emanating from Muse disappeared, and Thomas sat down on the ground, panting heavily. After panting for a long time, I raised my head and looked carefully at Muse, and saw that Muse had no expression on his face, his eyes were calm, he couldn't see emotions, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The muse at this time is like an iceberg, which makes Thomas feel even more frightened.

At this moment, Muse suddenly spoke and said to Thomas: "According to what you said, something happened to Franklin, and it happened a long time ago, but he kept it from me until he brought All the people in his team died, and this time I finally couldn't hide it."

"Yeah." Thomas nodded.

"In that case..." Muse said, "Then open the resurrection pool and resurrect Franklin and all the dead people in his team."

"All revived? The materials needed..."

"Take as much as you need from the warehouse! I know the materials in the warehouse and how many people can be resurrected. I don't need you to remind me."

"Ah, yes." Thomas heard this, and ran away quickly, out of the hall, and ran to a mysterious stone room.

…

And then most of the day later.

In the underground hall, the busy people had already stopped what they were doing, and their eyes were focused on a group of more than a dozen people standing in the middle of the hall.

A group of more than a dozen people were naturally the revived Franklin and members of his team. Although their bodies were replaced with new ones, their memories were old. Standing in the hall, they were a little confused.

Franklin was a little better. He saved his memory out of caution two days before the accident. After coming out of the resurrection pool, he had some guesses about the matter. Looking at the Muse in front of him, he felt a little uneasy and confused.

Did the worst happen?

What the **** was it that caused him to die?

Could it be that the steward Muse noticed that he was concealing the problem, and in a fit of rage, killed him directly? This is unlikely, after all, he has always been very careful, and Muse is not so careless in managing affairs.

So he followed the plan, but the plan failed and he was killed? This is even more impossible. Although the person he wants to investigate has killed four of his subordinates, but killing a team of people including him is too exaggerated, right?

Taking a deep breath, Franklin raised his head to look at Muse in charge with such uneasiness and doubts, and was about to say something when he suddenly saw Muse silencing him.

This is it?

Franklin froze for a moment, then shrunk his eyes, and saw Muse stretch out a hand, aiming at him.

"Crack!"

There was a sound, and as soon as Muse shook hands, Franklin felt the surrounding air suddenly gather towards his body, and then hit him like a heavy hammer.

With a "click", Franklin felt pain all over his body, the sound of bones breaking, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

But Muse didn't want to let him go easily, he continued to clenched his hands, and the surrounding air kept hitting, crushing every inch of his body, giving him the most intense pain.

This pain is nothing - after all, there is a limit to physical pain, and the endless mental torture is even more frightening.

While being attacked by the air, Franklin felt that an irresistible spiritual force crashed into his brain, enveloping every bit of his consciousness, and then shattering it bit by bit. For a moment, the soul seemed to be burned by the flames of hell.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Franklin let out a scream, his eyes burst out, and he rolled on the floor of the hall ~IndoMTL.com~ Everyone watched and fell silent, but Muse remained unmoved and continued to hold his hands tightly.

Franklin began to curl up and slowly huddled into a ball. There was no scream in his throat, only the meaningless roar of "Ou Ou Ou".

In the end, even the roar disappeared, and it directly turned into an invisible corpse.

Muse glanced at it, felt that the corpse was an eyesore, and shook his hand again. With a "poof", Franklin's corpse was instantly crushed like a caught orange. The difference is that when the orange was crushed, the juice and flesh splashed out, while Franklin was crushed, and the blood and flesh splashed out—this blood and flesh first splashed in all directions in a rain of flesh and blood.

For a moment, Muse glanced at the ground covered in blood and flesh, and snorted softly, but the emotions in his heart were not relieved. Turning his head slightly to one side, he yelled coldly at the 1.6-meter-tall wizard: "Tang Dusi, go, resurrect Franklin for the second time!"

"Huh?" After about a second, Thomas realized that Muse was talking to him. He didn't dare to say anything, and ran out of the hall again, silently mourning for Franklin in his heart. one second. ()