However, the lack of much action does not mean that they will just leave it alone. The three floating war cities of wizards each sent out several teams composed of puppets and special wizards who were good at detective work and concealing their own tracks to infiltrate the mountains and forests to find out the news between the angels, demons and the sect of the sufferers.

According to the super-large scanning witchcraft of the War Floating City, it can be roughly arranged that a huge number of demons are divided into several branches and go towards the emerald green pyramid where the angel is. The Martyrs Sect is even crazier. They almost use 2/3 of their strength like a group of lunatics, rushing towards the direction of the angel.

"It looks like a fundamental conflict of belief and philosophy. This kind of conflict is the most deadly, especially for extraordinary creatures under a belief system. For such opponents, they always take the approach of annihilating them all and scattering their bones and ashes."

The red-bearded wizard Benk clasped his red eyes in his hands and stared at the emerald green light that was faintly visible in the distance.

A large number of samples were collected from the victims, sects, victims who could be called killers, pure-blooded victims, mutant victims, and assisted children, basically all wizards.

Finally, after analysis by the wizards, they discovered that the Sons of Help were fanatical believers of the Lord of Suffering, while the sufferers, mutated sufferers and other direct killing weapons of the Martyrdom Sect had no autonomous consciousness and were completely controlled by a trace of consciousness of the Lord of Suffering to carry out branch-type control.

It can be said that the entire sect is supported by the fanatical beliefs of ordinary Sons of Sufferers. But now the arrival of the angels has undoubtedly touched the basic base of the Sufferer Sect and is cutting off their foundation. No wonder these half-human, half-insect lunatics are so violent.

What a bunch of arrogant bird people deserve it.

Seeing that the angels were about to face a two-front battle, and it was a fight to the death, Wizard Benk was in a good mood and almost laughed out loud.

"It's what they deserve. The more chaotic and crazy the fight becomes, the more they lose their minds and we are the ones who benefit."

Wizard Torris stroked his gray beard and walked up from the control panel below with Taylor.

Torres's dry old hand gestured casually in the air, and then a curtain of light appeared in the air, reflecting the dark green insect head representing the Martyrs' Sect and the black projection symbolizing the devil, which were eroding and dyeing the four emerald green pyramids of the angels into one.

"Their movements were faster than we thought. Even though we can only see a rough outline, it's enough to know how fierce the battle was."

The dark green color representing the Martyrs' sect and the bright yellow color of the angels were entangled with each other on the west side of the four emerald green pyramids, becoming deeper and deeper. Occasionally, a bright golden light would penetrate into the dark green but be swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

The black shadows symbolizing the devil were surging in the dark like a dark wave, tearing apart the territory currently occupied by the angels with an extremely swift posture, like a tiger with its mouth wide open. They quickly approached a emerald green pyramid placed in the east by the angels, as if they wanted to pull out one of the four nails that the angels had driven into this plane.

Such an obvious and direct strategic intention naturally did not escape the eyes of the angels. Soon, an angel emitting powerful fluctuations like a bright star led the angel's vassal race and began to curb the demons' offensive together with the angel warriors, and tried to drive them back again and launch a counterattack.

These are the basic battlefield information fed back by the super-large detection array deployed by the three strategic floating cities for the entire plane. There is not much display on the number of people and other aspects. Only powerful beings like the third-level life forms can release their own breath or the energy fluctuations budgeted during combat, which will be captured by the detection array and then displayed on the projection map.

The fight was really hard to decide. It seemed that the angel's giant shadow at the beginning had already annoyed the other two lunatics.

Taylor, who was standing behind Torres, was currently Torres' deputy. He could not speak in such an occasion. He just watched silently as the dark green and black projections launched a crazy attack on the bright yellow projection.

The last ones to be suppressed were the wizards themselves, but in the blink of an eye, even more insane suppression fell upon the angels, and soon the wizards would intervene in this war and dig out a piece of flesh and blood from the angels.

Torres looked back at young Taylor and saw that Taylor's eyes were fixed on the ever-changing projection map. He suddenly felt that he should give the young man a task that was more dangerous, more promising and more challenging.

Wizard Toris called out softly, and Taylor immediately came to his senses and hurriedly looked at Wizard Toris.

"Master Wizard Toris, I'm here."

"Um."

Torres nodded first, then raised his dry finger and drew a circle at the intersection of the three parties where the demons, the Martyrs' Sect and the angels were fighting, which was also the easiest place to infiltrate and conduct intelligence reconnaissance.

For fanatical sects like the Martyrs, the method of identification between each other is too direct, but extremely effective. Faith and the blood of the Martyrs' insect people in their bodies are the best ways for them to identify each other.

The way demons recognize each other is by relying on the breath of the abyss. No matter what kind of creature the breath of the abyss touches, it will pollute the soul and body. But for demons, the breath of the abyss is their panacea and more like a part of their body.

Therefore, in view of the special existence of the Martyrs' Sect and the demons and their internal identity recognition system, Toris finally decided to dispatch intelligence reconnaissance personnel and vanguard teams to the intersection of the three battlefields where the bloodiest battle took place, ready to reap the biggest rewards at any time.

Do you want me to lead a vanguard or reconnaissance team to gather intelligence there? Look for an opportunity?

Taylor looked at the circle drawn by Wizard Toris, and vaguely guessed what the old wizard was thinking.

Wizard Toris pointed at the circle and said in a deep voice while looking at Taylor.

"As my deputy, you have seen a lot, understood a lot, and learned a lot in the past few days. From today on, you will put into practice what I have given you. This is where you will hide next."

"I will give you a one-time space portal. This space portal is enough to support large-scale military transport. As long as you activate it, we will appear in front of you immediately."

"So your main task is to stay hidden and pay attention to the direction of the war while ensuring your own safety. Once you find that the angels are in a bad situation, or the angels are strong enough to suppress the demons and the Sufferer Insects, while they are not paying attention, activate the space portal and send our army to attack immediately."

Wizard Benk at the side also came up and took out a round badge that emitted terrifying heat and shone as brightly as a small sun.

"It contains the power of my own laws. Throw it out when you encounter danger. I have already stored witchcraft in it, which is enough to repel angels and demons."

It's not that they have to let Taylor go, but Taylor is the top one among the second-level wizards. Because he has the bonus of a bloodline wizard, the third-level creatures are comparable to the god level. The perception between creatures of the same level is extremely sharp. No matter how hard they hide, the faint power of the laws will still expose them.

Seeing that two third-level wizards had already arranged the task and equipped it with props to ensure safety, Taylor had no choice but to agree.

"Don't worry, my lords. I will complete the task."

(End of this chapter)