A cold look flashed in the shadow man's eyes. Since Duke Medea didn't notice it, he just didn't stop and wiped her neck.
A black dagger appeared in his hand, and black light continued to circulate on the dagger. As long as it was pierced into the neck, the power of the shadow would instantly break through the magic force field and cut off the entire head.
The shadow man had just taken two steps when he felt a huge force pulling him back from behind.
The shadow man was thrown out of the room before he could even scream, and the door was lightly closed.
The shadow man directly smashed the sofa and coffee table in the living room, but he jumped up without any incident, and then saw countless black lights coming, and then he was cut into a stick.
The shadow elements just condensed and disappeared instantly.
"Forbidden Demon Realm!" The shadow man was shocked. Who is that tall figure in his eyes and why he can master the Forbidden Demon Realm?
Nomiri reached out with her left hand and directly sealed the opponent's magic and mental power. Then she stopped the blood from the severed limb, then put a collar around his neck and tied it in the corner with a rope.
The shadow man was about to roar. When had he ever been insulted like this? Unfortunately, even his mouth was sewn shut by Nomiri with elemental thread, and he could only make a whining sound.
The morning sun slowly shone in, and Duke Medea slowly opened her eyes, feeling the warmth of Aslan's body. When she thought of what happened last night, she felt it was ridiculous, and she actually fell asleep without warning.
went.
Looking at Aslan's face so close, Duke Medea breathed in subconsciously, but Aslan's brows trembled and he actually woke up.
The two looked at each other and didn't speak for a long time.
"It's so early, why don't you do some exercise?" Duke Medea spoke proactively, without any hint of shyness, as if she was talking about going out for a run together.
Aslan nodded and turned over to fight. Just as the two of them merged into one, there was an untimely knock on the door.
This time even Aslan was a little angry.
Duke Medea directly hugged Aslan's neck and said drunkenly: "Leave her alone, let's continue."
Aslan nodded, and the knock on the door rang again.
"Something happened, you should come out and take a look! At worst, I won't disturb you at noon." Nomeli's very unbeatable voice sounded, making Aslan sigh helplessly.
Duke Medea gave Aslan a resentful look, and then the two of them reluctantly got off the bed.
When I came to the living room, I saw a man in black who had been cut into a stick and tied up like a dog.
"What's going on?" Aslan asked in confusion.
Duke Medea frowned slightly. She always felt that the man in black in front of her looked familiar.
"Last night after you fell asleep, I walked into your room and pulled out a knife. You didn't know it yet." Nomeli looked at Aslan and Duke Medea with a shocked look on his face.
After hearing Nomiri's words, their expressions changed slightly.
"Shadow Magister Ludson." Duke Medea's face instantly darkened and he said coldly.
Aslan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duke Medea. It was obvious that he had never heard of this name.
"Ludson is the administrator of the Magic City's library and a shadow mage. It is said that few people have seen him take action. He is a marginalized figure in the Magic City." Duke Medea said coldly. When he thought of his touch last night,
Once inside the room, Duke Medea did not intend to let him live.
Aslan understood instantly that precisely because he was a marginalized figure, he was easily bribed by the Maxim Empire.
"Magister-level experimental materials are really perfect." Aslan showed a cruel smile. If it weren't for Nomiri, he and his teacher would have been in danger last night.
Ludson whined, but Aslan had no intention of letting him speak and looked at Nomeli.
"Thank you for your hard work! Seal it into suspended animation, and then find a cage to lock it up."
Nomeiri nodded and used dragon language magic to directly seal most of Ludson's vitality, causing him to fall directly into a state of suspended animation and coma.
Such a thing happened early in the morning, which made Aslan and Duke Medea lose all interest. After they went back to their rooms to tidy up their appearance, they went out to hang out.
Duke Medea had no intention of letting Aslan prepare a research paper. The reason was very simple. Duke Medea was biased and was unwilling to let Aslan do such a laborious and useless task.
Aslan took Nomeli to enjoy the delicacies of the Magic City for a day. When he returned to the hotel in the evening, he suddenly felt that at the end of the day, he had not even seen any other senior brothers and sisters.
Aslan brought two bottles of spring wine from the Magic City to Generido, and was greatly surprised to see him writing furiously.
"Aslan, why do you have so much time to come to my place? You have written the paper assigned by the teacher, and you are worthy of it." Genarido said without raising his head.
Compared with other disciples who like to call Aslan Xiaojiu, Genarido is accustomed to calling him Aslan. The relationship between the two is also very good, and there are not many polite words. From the time Aslan enters the room to when he sits down, Genarido
Dudu didn't even get up, which proves the closeness of their relationship and they never see each other.
Although Aslan looked confused when he heard this, he nodded very calmly as he had a tacit understanding with Duke Medea.
"Okay, otherwise I wouldn't come to you for a drink." Aslan finished speaking and raised the two bottles of spring wine in his hand.
Genario handed the paper to Aslan.
"Look at it for me."
Aslan nodded, took the paper and looked at it. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and wanted to say it was impossible.
What did he see?
Regarding the aircraft confrontation battle in another world, there is also a picture of a jet fighter attached, which is actually an FA-18 fighter jet.
What the hell is this?
The different world explored in the Magic City couldn't be Earth, right?
The ultimate showdown between technology and magic?
But Aslan soon rejected this idea, because he saw a creature that did not belong to the earth at all appear in it.
It was a tall and burly creature with a pair of wings on its back. No, it should be three pairs of insect wings. It was wearing a ferocious helmet, or it could be said to be armor growing on its face.
No matter which way you look at it, it should be a creature that has nothing to do with humans.
It looked like five or six of these 'worms' were besieging a fighter jet.
What does this mean?
No, it shouldn't be a siege. Is that a cover?
Aslan quickly turned to the second page, which was about long-range strike weapons from another world.
A huge intercontinental missile is flying rapidly, and the comparative data on the flight speed and power of the intercontinental missile are recorded below.
Genari asked the hotel to send some side dishes, filled Aslan's wine glass, and asked Nomeli next to him: "Do you want a drink, sister-in-law?"