Where is the third collapse? ! !

"has a problem."

After a thorough inspection, Fu Li stood up and said, "An A-level warrior breaking through the barriers against a B-level warrior would be a complete crushing defeat. But if what you say is true."

He pointed at the undissolved Honkai energy on the walls, the ground, and other places: "These are obvious signs of fighting, mainly involving kicks."

Erwin added: "Potio is good at kicking and shooting."

"That means there weren't just the two of them present at the time. There was another person who had the strength to at least fight Poteo."

Fu Li frowned. "What's strange is that this person didn't leave any trace at the scene, not even a strand of hair."

"Maybe a spell was used to erase the traces of itself."

Erwin said, "We detected residual fluctuations of magic around the house. Upon inspection, it turned out to be a typical barrier for those who leave."

Idle people should disperse the barrier and set up a barrier that cannot exceed 100m in length, width and height, so that sounds, smells, electromagnetic signals, communications, etc. within the barrier cannot be transmitted to the outside of the barrier, and cause slight mental interference, so that those who try to pass through the barrier will subconsciously choose to leave for various psychological reasons. The effect of mental interference depends on willpower.

"That's the trouble with the supernatural world."

Fu Li was shocked. If this happened in a world without magic, no matter how bizarre the situation was, there would be traces to follow, because everyone had to obey the laws of physics.

But once special abilities are involved, the difficulty of unraveling the mystery will instantly increase by several levels.

Fortunately, situations caused by the supernatural can also be resolved by using supernatural powers.

"Sir Elwyn, Lord Fury, please look here."

Yinzhi raised her hand and held up a mysterious sphere of radiant light in the night.

A hint of confidence appeared on his lips. "Its name is the Time Phantom Orb. It can recreate what happened in a selected area over a period of time."

Fu Li, who was about to come closer, twitched his lips: "Then you just watched me reasoning over and over again?"

Don’t call me Yinzhi, call me Qiugao. It really makes me feel refreshed.

"Your Excellency's expression of deep concentration and beauty is truly too profound. The way you unravel the mystical threads of time seems to slow down its flow. How dare I, with my mundane voice, disturb this radiance of thought, more brilliant than the Rose Nebula?"

"Okay, be careful next time."

Calling someone else is 100% just a polite remark and an excuse for the event.

But Yinzhi believed this sincerely, and even Fu Li would feel embarrassed to hit someone who was smiling at her.

Yinzhi added, "Besides that, I'm also worried that the Time Phantom Orb won't be able to restore the truth."

"The proactive nature of Honkai energy."

Erwin warned: "Once someone takes the initiative, those who come after will have to expend a huge amount of Honkai Energy to eliminate the influence of the first one."

The spell rating of the Time Phantom Orb is C. The backtracking without the addition of Honkai energy will naturally be silent, but if both sides in the battle are above A level, the probability of problems is quite high.

As expected, in the flashback footage involving relevant content, the part concerning the interior of the house only had one or two distorted conversations occasionally heard. Not only could the specific situation not be seen, but the key parts seemed to be wiped out as if by an invisible big hand.

Fortunately, the location of the battle, which was also the location with the most residual Honkai energy, was indoors. In the end, they saw a white-haired cowboy who looked exactly like the one on the wanted poster carrying the unconscious Alexander out of the room, and disappeared in a few flashes.

"We've learned the direction the Ranger left."

Yinzhi tried to sound casual. "As long as we keep chasing him and keep using the Time Spirit Ball to restore his position, we'll be able to find his exact location sooner or later."

Fu Li disagreed: "Forget it, Prince, don't you see how big a project this is?"

The Time Phantom Ball's retrospective range is only over ten meters. London is so big, it would take forever to find it.

And we also have to consider the spell consumption. Even if the C level is low, the body cannot bear to release it hundreds or thousands of times continuously, not to mention there will be a big battle afterwards.

Fu Li had seen too many unlucky people who wasted their energy on various things before the battle, and ended up being defeated by the enemy by a hair's breadth.

Yinzhi nodded: "In that case, we will have to rely on your 'special forces', Master Fuli."

"...You don't seem nervous at all?"

"Just now, I was indeed worried about Mr. Alexander's safety, but the moment Mr. Fu Li stopped me, I believed that you would have a better solution."

The man touched his chest and said: "This is the enlightenment from the goddess of my true self."

"Intuition is pretty accurate, but it's not guaranteed to work."

Fu Li thought this goddess was quite mysterious. "Captain Erwin, could you please tell the soldiers to help me collect all the hair in this villa?"

"no problem."

This matter was still within Erwin's authority. Soon, his subordinates placed hundreds of hairs of different lengths on the table.

Fu Li picked up a strand of hair, estimated the amount to be produced, and nodded.

Yes, what he wanted to make was the life card that had appeared once in the previous virtual space chapter.

The object is made of biological tissues such as hair and nails. Once it is made, it will ignore external interference and attract its owner.

"I see, it's for making Poteo's life card, right?"

Yinzhi said excitedly, "Sir Fuli, my admiration for you is like the flooding of the Thames, it's unstoppable!"

Fuli interrupted, "It's for making Alexander. As for Poteo, we don't have enough materials."

How many hairs could be left in a single battle? Not to mention that according to the data, the Ranger's body had been over 95% cybernetic.

This method can also test Alexander's personal safety. If he was really shot to death, there would be no need for them to go through all this trouble. They can just express their condolences.

Soon, Fu Li made three life cards from the materials in front of him.

One of them turned into flames and burned up as soon as it was made. Obviously, the material it was made of was the hair of the deceased Maria.

The second photo points to the southwest, where the Parliament Building is located and where Rita's mother is currently taking refuge.

Putting aside the above two, what the last one represents is naturally self-evident.

"northeast!"

Fu Li and Yin Zhi exchanged a glance, and Yin Zhi nodded: "My beloved car, the Rare and Incredible, is parked outside the garden."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

This time I saved your sister Tazi's father. You shouldn't give me the cold shoulder when we first meet like you did last week, right?

The boy couldn't help but feel better when he thought so.

……

Chapter 31 "Rita: Ah Minos!"

Oxford Street in London's West End is one of the most famous shopping streets in London. It is famous for its numerous shops and brands and is a popular shopping destination for tourists and locals.

Regent Street, adjacent to Oxford Street, is also a major shopping area in London. Formerly known as the Royal Mile, it has many high-end shops and brand stores. The decorative iron railings and gorgeous windows make it a beautiful landscape in London.

In such a scene, it would look as strange as possible to see a mobile stall selling grilled fish, even if it is just in an inconspicuous place on the roadside.

The stall owner does not think that he has an impact on the cityscape. Brand stores make money, and he also makes money by selling grilled fish. It sells cosmetics and we sell food and drink. We are all time-tested capitalist warriors, and our lifelong creed is that we have to charge more, and no one should laugh at anyone else.

"Boss! Give me a grilled fish!"

"Here we go!"

The young man called the boss raised his head, and the other person's face was reflected in his eyes.

The Chinese auntie was around 50 years old, and most of them were from Run.

The young man said kindly, "These are all freshly caught Atlantic cod. I learned my grilling skills from Zibo, China. I guarantee they'll be delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the prices are fair!"

He has short dark blue hair that reminds people of a good boy, light blue pupils, and delicate and regular features. He looks like a young talent who has just left university and entered society.

Seeing that the owner of the grilled fish stall looked like a weak and vulnerable person who was easy to bully, the aunt's eyes lit up.

With an idea in mind, she picked out one that was over 30 centimeters long and handed it over after choosing it from the stall.

The young man put it on the scale and weighed it: 6 pounds 30 pence.

He said enthusiastically: "I'll charge you 6 pounds."

The auntie waved her hand and said, "Okay, help me add more sauce and cooking wine!"

The young man did as he was told.

When he was almost done, the old lady suddenly changed her mind and said, "Why is it so expensive? Three pounds, or I don't want it."

According to her past experience, this kind of weak-looking young man would at most just complain, and if she didn't want to end up with a bad impression, she would still have to sell the cooked fish.

Unexpectedly, the boss just smiled and said, "Take care, Auntie."

Then, in front of her, he washed the cooked fish with clean water and poured it to the stray dog ​​on the roadside.

Logically speaking, the story should have ended here.

Unexpectedly, the aunt who was "tricked" actually squatted down on all fours, bit the stray dog ​​with her bloody mouth, and made it wail and run away.

Then he picked up the grilled fish, looked at the young boss with contempt, squatted there and started eating it proudly.

The blue-haired young man glanced at it and was about to wipe the sweat off his face with the towel hanging around his neck.

A hand patted his shoulder from behind: "Have fun, Heinrich."

"This is not a game, but a way to earn the necessary funds for the revival of the Third Reich."

The young man called Heinrich changed his previous enthusiasm and his voice became calm and steady.

The white-haired boy, about 1.5 meters tall, was speechless.

As mentioned before, after the end of World War II, the Nazi remnants who were not completely eliminated for various reasons were transferred to South America to recuperate with the help of many human-like stars represented by [Europe's Most Dangerous Man] Otto Skorzeny.

Given the strength of the medium-sized organizations and the fact that the land in South America was not in the core interests of the major organizations, everyone turned a blind eye to these lunatics and pretended that they did not exist.

Until Thunder Dragon Horse set foot on this land.

Intending to turn South America into the second ME Club, he immediately set about suppressing the local tyrants, and the Hell Squad composed of Nazi remnants was the top priority.

Thunder Dragon Horse alone is not worth fearing. After all, most of his property was lost in Changkong City. Even if he later took some back from Cocolia, it was far less than what he had at the peak of his career as an Executor.

But he couldn't resist and actually asked Siegfried to act as his collaborator!

With the unbridled power of the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire and the superb political skills of Ryoma of Thunder, the influence of ME Company has been expanding again and again in South America, and finally touched the bottom line of the Hell Force.

Therefore, [Undead] Heinrich and his friends were sent out to make things difficult for him.

As for the method——

"How's Walter Joyce's body being used? Has it adapted during my absence?"

Ashdol, the white-haired young man who had robbed the cargo ship before, stroked his chin and looked up and down at his companions who were cleaning up the grilled fish stall with his golden pupils.

“There are shortcomings, but overall the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.”

Heinrich threw away the Chinese woman whose blood had been sucked out of her hand.

A hundred times the gravity expanded invisibly, crushing her shriveled body into pieces.

"Wow, that's rare, uncle!"

Ashdol whistled, the silver key around his neck gleaming. "You've already transformed this poor little thing into a ghoul loyal to you, yet you still want to drain her blood."

"Normally, I wouldn't do such a wasteful thing."

Heinrich raised his dark blue hair and nodded with satisfaction at himself in the car window. "But unfortunately, I urgently need a large amount of blood to stabilize the genetic decay in my new body."

Possessing the clone of Walter Joyce, he cooperates with anti-entropy reformists such as Cocolia in the name of the Herrscher of Reason to restrain the conservative Raiden Ryuma.

The method has been proven before and is simple, crude and effective.

Ashdol raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong with this stolen replica of Lilu?"

"It's a common problem with clones; they don't live long."

Heinrich's eyes tilted, and an unlucky guy who accidentally walked into his sight was bound in front of him by an invisible force.

He opened his mouth without hesitation and bit the other person's aorta.

Ashdol was curious: "Will the clones created by that Mobius also be like this?"

After reducing the unfortunate man to a shrunken corpse, Heinrich slowly replied, "Ordinary clones might not develop symptoms, but this is a replica of the Herrscher, so we can't generalize. Of course, there's a chance that that woman, Mobius, deliberately left a backdoor when cloning. That's not out of the question."

"The adult world is always full of petty intrigues and despicable practices."

Ashdol held his head in his hands and said, "Heinrich, you are like this, and so are the people in the upper echelons."

"When you're working, you call it position."

"Okay, Plant Ensign."