Chapter 628 Not optimistic

The next day, when Mike woke up, Penelo, who had been with him last night, had disappeared.

Mike was not surprised at all. Penelo was the highest logistics officer of the entire Los Santos Group and the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country. He could not stay here for 24 hours to accompany him.

He took a deep breath and felt the state of the new flesh on his right lower abdomen. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he sat up with a smile.

At this time, the door of the ward was also opened.

The person who walked in was a guy wearing a full set of protective clothing. Although this guy wore an extra mask inside the protective clothing mask, Mike still recognized his identity.

Victor.

Because the reason why Victor appeared here was because of Mike's order.

"How did you get into this state?"

Mike said helplessly. The other party's appearance was indeed a bit funny.

"Don't mention it! Soraka is deliberately messing with me!"

Listening to the other party's muffled voice, Mike nodded.

It was Benjamin who was responsible for taking care of Victor who was obsessed with research. For this reason, Benjamin gave up many opportunities to date Soraka, so Soraka has always been at odds with Victor.

It is normal to do such a thing.

However, this time Mike called Victor not to reminisce about the past, but to obtain information about the war on the front line.

There was no other way. Since Penelope refused to tell him these things, he had to find someone else.

You know, in the secret realm of Freemasonry, not everyone has the courage to refuse Mike.

So Mike quickly calmed down and said,

"Then let's get started quickly."

Victor was not surprised. He nodded and said,

"To be honest, the situation on the front line is very bad now. Let's talk about the French Ministry of Magic first. Although the commander of the Federation did disappear shortly after the war began, he did not take away the part of the troops belonging to the Federation, but handed it over to the President of the United States Magical Congress, Picquery. Therefore, strictly speaking, the combat effectiveness of the Federation and the United States Auror Alliance has not decreased."

"So Benjamin and his team lost?"

Mike's face was a little solemn.

"Not really. After all, Benjamin and his men are quite strong, and almost all of our elite wizards are there," Victor explained. "But the situation over there is not good either. You know, the wizards from the Federation all carry mysterious objects. Although these mysterious objects are replicas and relatively weak, they still play a big role in the battle. With this natural advantage, Benjamin and his men had a hard time fighting and could only barely hold on. Over time, defeat is likely to be a matter of time. As for the Ying Kingdom Ministry of Magic, the situation is even worse..."

"Wait!" Mike interrupted Victor and said, "Aren't the people who besieged the Ying Kingdom Ministry of Magic a mob composed of Aurors from other ministries of magic? Penelope said that their fighting spirit is not high. How could the situation get worse?"

Victor took a deep breath, shook his head and said:

"Although the enemy is not an elite force, the people we left in the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country are not that good either. Moreover, the enemy has too many people. Although their fighting spirit is indeed not very good, the group of new recruits in the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country are almost unable to take advantage of the advantage in numbers.

At present, the teleportation hall of the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country has been captured, and the enemy is using it as a base to continuously send more troops in.

If nothing unexpected happens, except for the floors where the mysterious object storage and logistics department are located, other places will be lost soon. And if the enemy really threatens our foundation, I am afraid that at that time, we will have to release the White Death and perish together."

Hearing this, Mike's expression began to become ugly.

In fact, as early as when Penelope refused to tell him the intelligence of the front-line war, he had already had a hunch that the situation of the French Ministry of Magic and the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country should not be good, but he did not expect that it was almost a critical moment of life and death.

Penelope's behavior was undoubtedly delaying the opportunity to fight.

But Mike was not going to blame her. After all, Penelope was just worried that this incident would affect his recovery from his injuries.

The only thing Penello did wrong in this matter was to underestimate Mike Townley!

Thinking of this, Mike took a deep breath, turned to look at Victor and said:

"Have you studied anything from those captured mysterious objects recently? I just have something that can help in the war, not a toy."

"Of course there are things,"

said Victor, and he took out a traceless extension opening from somewhere, and then poured out a pile of scrap metal.

"Ah! I found it!"

Victor took out a small square shield from the pile of scrap metal and said:

"Energy shield! This is the inspiration I got from the replica of 'Holy Light Protection'. As long as you press the button on the handle, it can automatically absorb the wizard's magic power to generate an energy shield with a diameter of up to two meters! Just like this..."

Victor pressed it hard, and then saw a circle of light blue light curtain extending from the small square shield as the center, and finally formed a large energy shield.

Then Victor threw away the energy shield in his hand, picked up something like a flashlight and said:

"And this, a lightsaber!"

"Swish!"

A beam of light came out from the flashlight, and Victor excitedly waved it twice, and a dangerous "whoosh" sound was heard in the air.

"There is also a portable short cannon that can directly condense energy and shoot energy beams!"

"Bang!"

Victor seemed to be a little excited, and pulled the trigger directly in the ward.

Suddenly, a burst of blue light appeared, and a big hole appeared on the wall of the ward.

"These things are very useful weapons, but they are not very suitable for human use. After all, their energy consumption is a bit too exaggerated, and their power and effect are not strong. They are the kind of useless things that people who can afford them don't need to use, and people who need them can't afford them." Victor continued, "But if their users are not human, it will be different!"

Victor unfolded another piece of parchment, which was densely written with various formulas. At the bottom of the parchment was a drawing of a robot with a rather crude shape.

"Mass-produced combat robots!" Victor said, "These are the best users of these weapons! Once they are equipped with these weapons, their combat power can be close to that of ordinary strikers! Of course, there are also disadvantages, which is that it is more expensive. But I don't think you care about this."

Victor's long string of words made Mike a little dumbfounded.

But after being stunned for a while, he smiled and nodded:

"Well done, how many sets of this thing do you have now?"

"One thousand sets!" Victor waved his hand and said, "I just completed the test last night and confirmed that they can be put into use, so the quantity is a bit small. But don't worry, my design is perfect, and coupled with the simple structure, their finished products are very efficient, and it is estimated that about 10,000 units can be produced every day. Of course, this requires your order. You know, such a large-scale consumption of materials is not a trivial matter."

"Then let's start mass production now." Mike said, "Then you take the existing one thousand units to support the Ministry of Magic of Yingguo."

"What about you?"

"Me?" Mike smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to the French Ministry of Magic. The enemies over there are the highlight. As long as I defeat them, the enemies on the Yingguo Ministry of Magic will naturally retreat on their own. As for your mission, to be honest, I don't expect your robots to defeat the enemy. You just need to hold the scene until I win."

Hearing this, Victor waved his arm somewhat dissatisfied, and it seemed that he was a little unhappy with Mike's belittlement of his masterpiece.

But he finally looked at Mike with some worry and said:

"Your body..."

Mike interrupted him and said:

"Of course my body is not healed, Soraka's medical skills are not good enough. But I can use magic now, as long as I don't do long-term intense exercise, I will be fine. But I think there are no enemies in the French Ministry of Magic that are worth my doing this."

"That's good!"

Victor nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of dense footsteps outside the door.

Victor's face changed suddenly. It seems that these should be guards attracted by the noise of his energy cannon just now.

If they catch him, Soraka will definitely not let Victor have an easy time.

After thinking this through, Victor didn't even hesitate at all, picked up a pile of scrap copper and iron on the ground and flipped out of the window.

"Good luck!"

Listening to Victor's slowly drifting blessing, Mike couldn't help laughing.

Shaking his head, Mike also got off the bed, put on the equipment placed on the bedside, and waved the elderberry wand.

The next moment, the door of the ward was pushed open by a group of men in black.

But all they saw was an empty ward and an open window.

...

Inside the French Ministry of Magic, Arthur and Franklin were still fighting the enemies.

As Victor said before, their current situation was very bad. The combat quality of the ordinary soldiers on the other side was not weaker than their own, and the other side also had mysterious objects to help.

This made their team retreat step by step. If it weren't for the fortifications in the French Ministry of Magic, they would have been forced to give up the French Ministry of Magic.

"Boom!"

Another fire spell was fired to repel the enemies holding the golden shield, and Franklin couldn't help showing a bit of bitterness on his face.

Now the number of Yingguo Aurors around him was decreasing sharply, and the long-term battle was really too much for them. Although only a few of them were killed on the spot, most of the Yingguo Aurors were still teleported back to the Masonic Secret Realm for treatment because of injuries or exhaustion of magic power.

If they continue like this, they might...

Shaking his head, Franklin threw away the fearful thoughts in his mind.

Now that Mike hasn't come back yet, they must hold on here!

And if they want to continue to hold on in this exhausted situation, then they have to continue to retreat.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to give up this floor, after all, the enemy has occupied the previous underground first and second floors, and with this floor, it has already occupied half of the French Ministry of Magic.

But in the face of victory, these are just trivial matters.

Thinking of this, Franklin looked at Arthur not far away.

At this time, Arthur was still waving the polymer sword in his hand, and at the same time, he kept stepping on his feet and kept shuttling through the crowd.

For a while, along with Arthur's dance-like movements, translucent sword energy continued to shoot out, madly harvesting the lives of the surrounding enemies.

But this is not a long-term solution. He has been fighting for more than 24 hours. After such a high-intensity battle, even he is a little overwhelmed.

After clearing out the enemies around him with an arc of sword energy again, Arthur finally got some free time, holding the sword to relax his stiff muscles.

At this point, he seemed to realize something and turned his head, just in time to meet Franklin's eyes.

Arthur was not a foolish martial arts fanatic, but a genius with a very high IQ.

Therefore, he understood Franklin's meaning just by looking at each other.

He nodded quickly, and then swung the long sword in his hand again at the enemies who had gathered again.

After getting the approval of the commander on the scene, Franklin did not hesitate at all, and directly issued an order to everyone to retreat to the next floor through the communicator.

For a while, except for Arthur who was still at the front to cover the rear for everyone, the rest began to move towards the passage in the corner.

This scene was all seen by Piqueri in the distance.

A disdainful smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

In this war, her original position should have been the deputy commander.

But after Motore disappeared, she naturally took over the command.

Although Motore's irresponsible disappearance made her a little unhappy, she was still shocked by the fighting power of the Union wizards.

Especially those mysterious objects in the hands of the Union wizards, they were simply weapons of war!

With the help of these Union wizards, her coalition forces were simply invincible.

Of course, this was only to a certain extent.

When facing a strong man like Arthur, those Union wizards were still not good enough.

But so what? No

matter how strong the opponent was, there was only one person. As long as I advanced steadily and step by step, victory would be my own sooner or later.

Now the opponent's retreat was ironclad evidence!

Thinking of this, the smile on Picquery's face became even stronger.

With a wave of her hand, she directly ordered her men to give up the pursuit and focus on Arthur in the crowd.

She knew very well that as long as Arthur fell, the army left here by Mike Townley would collapse instantly!

However, just as many Union wizards and American Aurors obeyed the order and began to point their wands at Arthur, a ball of bright flames suddenly fell from the sky!