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Chapter 371: Thousand Miles of Pursuit
Ambrose was unable to move.

His limbs were completely trapped by an unknown magical device, and he had used his strength to struggle, but to no avail.

Obviously, even with sufficient preparations by these mages, it was impossible for him to escape so easily.

The magical device that trapped him seemed to have a powerful magic-sealing effect.

Although he is a warrior, he still needs to use magic to use some skills.

And now the magic power in his body seemed to have turned from liquid to solid, unable to flow, and immersed in his body like death.

The pupils of his eyes began to dilate.

Fortunately, the Night Watchman’s panel can still be called out.

He first checked the map.

Sure enough, he was in a pitch-black place.

He once served as a scout in the Night's Watch and was nicknamed the Black Mist Disperser by those inside.

The duty is to go to the hazy areas on the map that are still shrouded in black fog and dispel the fog. Light up the map and provide a clear and clear map of the area for all Night Watchmen.

So he knows the mechanics of the map very well.

What's interesting is that in the hazy dark area, the area is slightly brightened because of his arrival.

Zoom in on the map.

"Great, I haven't left the continent of Anwyn yet." Ambru thought with some relief.

This way he can still be saved.

And he must have been teleported here by some method.

If he was transported here while unconscious, the black fog on the map would also be dispelled, but now he dispelled the haze in a black fog.

It was obvious that it appeared here suddenly. There was no other possibility except teleportation.

When he woke up because of the pain, he had already sent a distress signal through the channel.

He could already see on the map the bright spot of a Night Watch team, rushing towards him from the place closest to him.

Ambrose blinked.

The identified skill is activated.

A tiny bit of the magic of dead silence surged out and flowed into his eyes.

well.

I hadn't expected this skill to be useful. The magic used for [Appraisal] was very subtle, but more noticeable than on the panel. If you listen carefully, you can feel the flow of magic when using this skill.

He had thought that since his magic power was sealed he wouldn't be able to use even a tiny bit of it, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

"You mobilized the magic power in your body?"

The host next to him suddenly said.

These words made the other assistants around them look up, with undisguised surprise in their eyes.

Some people picked up their equipment and began to take a closer look.

"There is a very slight trace of magic remaining in the eye area."

So sharp.

Ambrose thought to himself.

"The magic shield has no fluctuations, the detection ring has no fluctuations, and the interception ring has no fluctuations."

An experimenter in the distance said.

Although Ambru didn't understand what they were saying, he could roughly understand that it was probably some kind of defensive measure to prevent him from sending the information out.

There may also be defensive measures to prevent the area from being detected.

But whether it is a map or a channel, they can be used smoothly in such an environment.

It seems that the special blessing of the Night's Watch has a higher priority.

Ambrose felt more at ease.

Seeing that Ambru didn't answer, the host next to him reminded him, "No matter how you did it, such a subtle manipulation of magic power should be your limit.

Don't even think about sending out a distress signal. There's a lot of shielding magic here, and no magic power can escape from this area."

After that, he shouted rudely: "The next test begins."

Ambrose felt a sharp pain.

There was a tiny cut on his shoulder and blood was oozing out of it.

It dripped into the dropper.

The wound was too minor, and the amount of blood lost was not even a little bit.

The digitized body of the Night Watch is very interesting. When a wound like this occurs, which deducts less than a little blood volume, it will not heal quickly.

Only when the accumulated damage exceeds a certain point will the effects of the digitized body be quickly restored. As the stinging pain deepens, it spreads to various parts of the body.

It was obvious that the enemy was testing the strength of various parts of his body.

Soon tiny wounds appeared all over the body.

A little bit of health was deducted.

These are undoubtedly very minor skin injuries.

As one point is deducted, health regeneration begins.

In an instant, these wounds disappeared and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had never existed.

"Huh? Interesting."

“It didn’t recover before, but now it’s all healed in an instant.

Is there a time limit? No free control? "

As he said this, he began to adjust.

Soon the tingling sensations began to appear densely.

It has appeared many times with regularity.

However, in less than an hour, the specific recovery mechanism of the Night Watch was figured out.

"I see. Does the severity of the injury have to reach a certain threshold before the body's healing process starts?
And the degree of healing is exactly the same every time, so precise.

The time interval in between is accurate to the second.

Why is there such a change? It’s like a machine.”

The experiment continues.

"Oh? Magic also works like this, it's really unique."

"Cooperate, let us test your strength... Are you unwilling? I thought you would be a smart person."

There was no point in Ambrose's resistance.

It just slowed things down a bit, but that was enough.

Soon more detailed data about his body was dug out.

"Physical strength, explosive power, and strength are actually equal to balance, flexibility, and reaction?
How can this be? "

This data immediately surprised the mage.

How is it possible to have such data?
If it is exercise, it is simply a fantasy to want to achieve exact equality.

Not to mention that as these bodies were excavated deeper, it was proven that there were no signs of long-term and extensive training.

The traces of training do not match the actual strength.

But the strength of the body is there.

Soon more experiments were carried out.

But the next day.

The laboratory alarm was sounded.

"A small team is approaching us. It seems to be a team from the Night's Watch."

The experimenters around him panicked instantly.

“Don’t panic, this place is very well hidden, buried underground, and has various shielding forces.

Even if they walked around it a few times, they might not be able to find it."

Although he said this, his furrowed brow made it clear that things were not as easy as he said.

He turned to look at Ambrose.

By this time, Ambrose had turned and smiled at him.

"It seems that you Night's Watchmen have many abilities that I'm not aware of. When did you send out the distress signal?

Or are you able to detect the exact location of every Night's Watchman?"

he asked.

But at this time, the night watchmen who had arrived quickly were looking for the entrance to the laboratory, and some were even trying to break through from above.

"It seems that there are more powerful things than I thought."

Their shielding effect had no effect at all, and the enemy was coming straight at them.

And they have been discovered to have launched an invasion.

"You can actually communicate in real time?"

He deduced this ability.

(End of this chapter)