The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Although Herder will also vote, she will only cast key votes. Only when the two parties have the same number of votes, will she vote for the party that best suits her thinking according to her preferences.

Right now, except for Herder, there are also Ozma, Casillas, Prey, Michel, and I five people, that is to say, no matter how you vote, only one side can win, and there will never be a tie. ——Unless one person abstains, but obviously, the apostles will not allow this to happen.

In order to avoid embarrassment, I took the lead to express my choice: "I think Michelle's choice is very good."

Prey raised his eyebrows slightly, and Casillas glared at him. The meaning was self-evident: You traitor!

Seeing this, I quickly raised my hand and said, "Don’t get excited, I really think so. Although it is now certain that the invader’s strength has been reduced, it is still not to the point of breaking the bones, at least every time. The ordinary troops deployed are still as dense as a colony of ants, uncountable."

Taking a deep breath, I continued: "If we rush to attack its lair at this time, we will most likely be trapped by an overwhelming group of monsters. Maybe we will not die, but we will probably be captured. You really can Accept the fate of being captured?"

"If you are captured, you would rather die" Casillas said in a high tone, showing his unyielding will.

"Have you ever thought that since the other party can drive strong people similar to ours to fight on the battlefield, does it mean that the opponent's strength is at least better than ours?"

"Since the opponent is stronger than us, is it possible that the opponent also has the means to capture us and prohibit us from suicide?"

"If the other party has this method, what should I do? Huh?" I stared at Casillas, and said solemnly: "Since you are captured and cannot commit suicide, what are you going to do?"

Casillas' hand clenched the handle of the knife hard, his brows frowned, but he kept silent.

He knows very well that the feeling that life is worse than death is to get rid of that kind of pain, that he will continue to grow stronger, stronger, stronger than anyone else, and only in this way, the freedom he yearns for, Will not be deprived.

"Of course, the above are just my personal conjectures. It is precisely because of these conjectures that many worries have arisen and this choice is made."

After that, I closed my mouth, sat down honestly, and fixed my gaze on Ozma's face, who had not given a choice.

The latter glanced at me with a smile, and his expression seemed to say: brat, you yin to me!

I opened my eyes wide pretending I didn't understand, and looked at him innocently.

At the same time, the eyes of other people fell on Ozma's face.

This made Ozma very tangled.

Attack, or defend the city, in the end, how to choose?

After a long silence, Ozma grinned: "Can you choose..."

"No!" Herder, who was watching everything coldly, said in a deep voice without waiting for Ozma to speak.

"Uh...I haven't said anything yet."

"You want to abstain" Held stared at Ozma, and slowly said, "Isn't it?"

Ozma was sweating profusely by Herder's stare, raised his hands, and said: "Okay, okay, I have this idea."

"Give your choice" Held stared at Ozma and said solemnly.

"Actually, this is a very difficult choice, isn't it?" Ozma didn't give a direct answer, but made a fuss: "Stick to the city and continuously consume the troops of the invaders. After the troops are exhausted, they will Attacking the enemy’s lair seems safe, but in reality..."

He glanced at me first, and then gave Michelle a wicked smile.

Several bursts suddenly appeared on Michel's forehead to suspend his anger.

He talked badly, and finally suppressed his emotions and took a heavy breath before he finally didn't have an attack on the spot.

"It's the act of a coward!" Ozma said sharply.

While speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Michelle, and the irritating Michelle almost shot the case and angered Ozma.

On the contrary, the expressions of Casillas and Prey were excited and a little bit complicated.

"That said, your choice is more proactive, isn't it?"

Helder asked leisurely.

"No" Ozma smiled and said, "I am more inclined to stick to the city than to take the initiative."

"Didn't you just say that the behavior of holding on to the city is no different from a coward!" Casillas stood up, pointed at Ozma, and asked: "Why don't you stand on my side? Could it be that you want to do it? Not a coward?"

"Coward, I naturally disdain it, but compared with the reckless behavior of a coward, in fact, a coward is not unacceptable. Anyway, a coward is much better than a captive, right?"

Casillas heard the words, his teeth rattled, and he unconsciously took the sword out of its sheath and went straight to Ozma's head and neck.

We were stunned, and we hadn't recovered yet. Taito's blade was already close to Ozma, and it was about to pierce his body as soon as we saw it. When it was too late, it was soon, and a group of light suddenly shined between Ozma and Taito. Started, like a small round shield, blocking the tip of the knife.

puff!

The blade pierced deeply into the light, but stopped within an inch of Ozma's body.

"Stop it!" Herder, who recovered his senses, yelled in a low voice: "No civil war between the apostles."

Casillas snorted, put the knife into its sheath, and sat down slowly.

Ozma calmly dissipated the light shield in front of him, and continued the calm meeting.

However, Michelle could not calm down.

"Ozma, you are obviously a dark magician, how could you use light magic!"

"How can a little guy like you, who has believed in the Holy Light since birth and worked hard for it all his life, understand the complexity of this world?"

Michelle stared at Ozma without speaking, but I read three words from his eyes: I don't understand.

They didn't understand, but I understood the meaning of Ozma's words.

Before the collapse of his faith, he was also a powerful magician, the magician knows how, he basically knows how.

As for the magicians of Hefeng Continent, the most basic knowledge they need to master is the magic enlightenment of various attributes.

Most magicians can master magic with more than three attributes, a few magicians are all-attribute magicians, and a few more magicians are single-attribute magicians.

It does not mean that a single-attribute magician is necessarily weak. On the contrary, once a single-attribute magician grows up, his strength is much stronger than that of a full-attribute magician.

The reason is simple. Since single-attribute magicians are only proficient in one type of magic, they will only flow toward that type of attribute when the magic value is diverted. Over time, the power of the magic attribute will naturally be strengthened to an extremely strong level.

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