Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Nine 'Walnut Clipper'
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In the ruins of the basement, the black fog of hell that was constantly searching for every inch of land suddenly triggered an inconspicuous defensive spell.
The spell is placed on the wall, protecting a small niche.
The moment the spell on the niche was activated, all the puppets under Lumire were waiting for the battle. When Ronald saw the other party's appearance, he immediately realized that the fog found was the key.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the building has reached its most tense moment.
Lumire knew that there was no room for ease of relationship between the two, and also understood that it was difficult for her to surrender now to work.
However, this is definitely not conducive to her situation.
But his combat power is still significantly weaker than Ronald on the opposite side.
There is no chance of winning in the battle... so, I can only find a way to escape from other directions.
"Ronard, listen!"
Lumire's mind changed rapidly.
Just as the mist in the basement surged into the niche and began to try to crack the spells above, she spoke to Ronald in a tone of burning the boat:
"I can make a contract with you with spell effect!"
"You let me go tonight, and you will never be enemies of you in any form or in any matter until I die!"
“…”
Ronald did not have the conditions proposed in Lumire at all.
While the other party gave in, he strengthened his magic support for the power of hell. In just a moment, the spell covered on the niche was completely destroyed by the fog.
Then, along the gap in the niche, the fog immediately rushed into it.
Faced with this situation, Lumire no longer cared about bargaining, and spoke up as the biggest bargaining chip she used to negotiate now:
"Ronard, your identity!"
"You must be curious about how you come here, right?"
"The only descendant of the Adler family was occupied by a monster of unknown origin, and it also had the ability to crack the original scriptures. Can't you let it spread out like this?"
“…”
Hearing Lumire talk about this, Ronald's movement finally stopped slightly.
Unfortunately, things are completely different from what Lumire expected.
Ronald's hesitation only lasted for a moment, and then his eyes were completely depressed.
The manipulated black fog of hell penetrated into the niche in the basement.
It took a few seconds to pull out something that was tied with a strip of cloth.
Whoosh-
From the basement to above the ground.
After just a few breaths, Ronald gently caught the object thrown by the fog on his hand.
Then, after looking at Lumire who was completely afraid to move, Ronald spoke:
"You care about this, right?"
“…”
As Ronald said, Lumire's pair of wood-shaped eyes stared at the object in his hand, without even a second moving away from it.
This attitude.
There is no doubt about the importance of what is in Ronald's hands.
After hesitating for a moment, Lumire also made her last effort. She spoke as friendly as possible:
"Ronard, I suggest you think more."
“Sometimes dialogue can be easier to solve than force.”
Ronald smiled coldly at Lumire:
"If this was placed in the suburbs a few days ago, before you set up an ambush for me...it would probably have a one-thousandth effect?"
Then, in front of Lumire.
Ronald untied the wrapped strips of cloth.
Unexpected, but reasonable.
The thing wrapped under the cloth strip is a small tool for breaking walnuts, and the shape is like a doll that children will like.
A walnut biting villain.
Or - Nutcracker.
Is this really an original book? Or can it be such a carrier used to convey knowledge?
Ronald's doubts emerged instantly.
He certainly knew the Nutcracker’s fairy tale and some spin-offs.
But it is the first time I have seen this original text that is completely unrelated to books.
Especially as the holder of multiple original scriptures.
Ronald could clearly sense the magic on this Nutcracker at this moment.
There is almost no doubt about this thing, it is definitely the fundamental source of Lumire's spell ability!
Boom-
Suddenly, violent movements sounded from the side of the building.
When Ronald and Lumire didn't react, an invisible force directly broke the wall outside the office building. Among the splashing dust and stones, Ronald captured a flash of scene.
Under the dark night sky.
A figure holding an umbrella emerged from the air and was rushing towards the building. The sudden burst of power also came from the figure in the air.
...
Alia?
In order to accurately control the battle situation, Ronald narrowed the scope of the "furious" reconnaissance to a certain extent. But even if it was just a silhouette in the dust, he could recognize who the owner of the figure was.
After the last battle between the suburbs, Alia was able to arrive quickly.
This time, this guardian fairy tale came faster!
At this moment, Lumire, who was standing beside him, seemed to think that the opportunity came to him, so he spoke without hesitation:
"Ronard, it's still time for us to sign the contract!"
"I can share the spells in this original book with you. You will never want others to get a share, right? This is the original book!"
“…”
Ronald's reaction once again exceeded Lumire's expectations.
In the building where smoke and dust were flying, the man showed a sarcastic smile to her. For some reason, Lumire felt like she was condescending to her and she was a frog in the well.
"When you see Yuandian, you must rush up impatiently?"
"In order to pursue a little power, can you even ignore your bottom line?"
"Or... do you think I can't afford to eat tomorrow if I don't have a copy of the original text?"
As he finished speaking, Ronald snapped his fingers gently.
With a slight sound of "bang", the scattered earth and rocks rose into the air, directly pressing Lumire, who was confused, on the face.
This time, the [Angel General]'s efforts were very strong. Some relatively large stones hit the ground and were even firmly embedded in the extremely deep floor.
Lumire tried to struggle.
However, with her current puppet body, she really has no chance to escape.
Feeling the pressure coming from her body, Lumire raised her resentful gaze up.
At this moment, a breeze was just blowing.
A ray of moonlight passing through the clouds shone down, illuminating the night that was originally difficult to see clearly.
In the night when the scattered dust was brushed away, Kumier saw a woman holding an umbrella slowly landing from the sky, and then walked slowly into the broken gap of the building.
Ronald, who had just defeated himself, was politely saluting this woman: