"Lulu is here. If the eighth-level magician wants to run away, it won't be easy to intercept him. Moreover, I tried the Book of Knowledge for a while and the effect was very good. Next time, teach me some restricted magics so that I can output a complete set.
Already."
Zhuo Yan listened to the conversation word for word.
Sure enough, from the beginning, these two people did not try their best. These casual words made Zhuo Xiang's anger at being plotted disappear, leaving only bitterness in his heart.
An eighth-level magician would become even weaker than an ordinary person when using light magic. The winged summoner directly grabbed her hair and forcibly pulled her drooped head up. Zhuo Yan wanted to say something, but
The foreign body sensation in her mouth made her cough violently, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with filth.
Through the faint moonlight, Zhuo Yan could clearly see the man's face. It was a passerby's face with no features. He was bending down and looking down at him, and turned to talk to the light magician behind him.
"You mean, her ability to disappear in the magic induction, appear next to me instantly, and be able to hide and escape all of a sudden is a racial talent?"
"The Night Hidden Seed among the dark elves cannot be dispelled by light magic. She doesn't want to fight with your summons. You really can't do anything to her." The woman paused, and her tone that had been belittling the man suddenly changed, "But
, I’ve done a good job. Although it’s a cheap eighth level, I have a lot of combat experience. I can’t even get close to you in a row. Keep working hard, you stinky aquatic creature.”
"What this means is that I am like a seventh-level person, but you are an eighth-level person."
"Rank does not mean combat effectiveness. How about we try it after we go back?"
"Okay, I'll summon the car right now!"
The winged woman who was pulling her hair suddenly said: "Cheche kindly asks you not to summon it on that occasion. It is willing to selflessly give up this opportunity to other summons."
The woman laughed heartily: "As expected of the God of Wisdom, Che Che is still sensible."
"Is it possible...it just doesn't want to hurt the mistress."
The woman was incoherent for a moment, and her sweet and charming voice was trembling: "What are you talking about, mistress?"
The chest of Zhuoyan, who was forced to hold her head high, was burning, and another mouthful of blood surged up. However, the winged woman had no intention of letting go of her hair, and the blood choked her nose, making her almost suffocate.
The moment he failed to escape, Zhuo Yan had imagined his own death, but this did not include being forced to listen to a couple flirting with a summoned object in front of him, feeling the sweetness and sourness that hit his face, and finally
Choked to death by blood foam.
Humiliating her fighting ability in front of her, and then making a crazy show of affection... what kind of torture is this.
The turbid nightmare who still has some belief in survival is now bent on death. Not only can he suffer less physical harm, but he can also avoid being abused mentally.
She is not a person who gives up easily, but what she is facing is a dead situation, and there is no other way to die.
"Surrendering and begging for mercy might be useful?" she thought mockingly.
The couple's mutual hurting session finally ended, and they looked at Zhuo Xiang.
Zhuoyan's hair became loose and her head drooped slightly. She reluctantly raised her heavy eyelids, preparing to meet her final fate.
Really not wanting to die in confusion, Zhuo Yan swallowed a mouthful of blood and asked weakly: "Who are you, and who asked you to attack us... There is no such alien among Mera Summoners like you... You are
, the visitor from another continent? The one who defeated the Gluttony?"
"I didn't expect anyone to remember the summoner from another continent who defeated the Glutton, hahahaha." The man laughed, "The little story I made up back then is still very popular."
Zhuoyan's scalp was numb, and her sapphire eyes trembled tremblingly. In just a few words, she seemed to know who the person in front of her was...
It was as if electricity was flowing through his numb body, and Zhuo Yan felt it was difficult to breathe: "You... no, it's impossible. If you are a glutton... what about the light magician, Sera?"
The light mage took off his robe, and his proud and upright posture made Zhuo Xiang's head almost explode.
"Sierra Ophelia... then..."
Zhuo Xiang looked around, looking for the necromancer who had never appeared, and suddenly a terrifying suspicion flashed through her mind.
Facing the terrifying truth that could destroy her cognition, Zhuo Yan clenched her teeth and turned pale.
"Are you looking for a necromancer?" Sera snapped her fingers, and the faintly flickering spirits not far away were freed from their restraints, and they all fled this unfamiliar land, "I am."
Zhuo Xiang vomited blood again. In addition to the shock to his cognition and mental turmoil, what was left was vast and endless fear.
Sera Ophelia, this is the child brought up by Laurend, a glorious divine choice who was once rumored to be the next generation of pope, a master of glorious magic, a person who loves the glory... She is beautiful, proud, and powerful.
, like the flowers blooming on the mountain top, even the various races that have lived in the east of Mera for a long time respect and fear Laurend because of her excellence.
Zhuo Xiang did not think that Laurent was ignorant. He had been in power for eighty years and his warmth still lingered after his death. He asked his successor to continue to have a bright mind and do good deeds. If he did not provoke conflicts with despicable actions, the existence of the Theocracy would be
Mera has always been an insurmountable wall for various ethnic groups to fight for hegemony.
Such a person will not make mistakes, and Sera is definitely not going to fall step by step because of Laurend's death. The only possibility is...
The nightmare was extremely frightened, but somehow she raised her head and looked at the glutton... There was an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth, and his condescending attitude made her look like an ant and as humble as dust.
Only those who spend time together day and night have the power to twist and degrade her, who is holy and noble... In the flashback scenes just now, Sera is just like his toy, letting him play with it and play with it...
The Summoner from another continent does not exist at all. Everything is news released by the Glutton. What is he trying to hide... What kind of shocking conspiracy is he plotting behind keeping a low profile?
Also...it is widely rumored that the end of the Undead Scourge was caused by a summoner from another continent. Doesn't that mean...this person himself has the power to rival the Undead Scourge?
Turbid Nightmare's brain was completely dominated by fear, and the name of the glutton kept echoing, tightly tying on her heartstrings. She relied on her outstanding talent and her will was as fragile as paper skin, and she couldn't bear the slightest thought of raising her head and taking another look.
"How to deal with it?" Lu Yu asked the question to Sera in a consulting tone.
"Two of the escapees were let go, one more, there is room for error. As for this..." Sera thought deeply, "It would be a pity to kill an eighth-level magician... Maybe there can be one more doll in the Tower of Reincarnation?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Xiang's mind went blank.
If what had just been said was just speculation, then Sera's words at this moment would be enough to explain everything.
What made Sera, who had a bright heart, learn the art of necromancy, and what made Sera, the Chosen God, talk about making living dolls in an understatement!
From this tone, Zhuoyan could hear the strong connotation of pleasing the glutton. It seemed silly and ridiculous for her to imagine that there was still a trace of kindness in the heart of the chosen one. What on earth could make Sera fall to this level... This was a former
God’s choice!
The fear in Zhuo Xiang's heart was about to break through his throat. The stares between Glutton and Sera seemed to be finalizing the decision. The atmosphere of silence froze the air. The wind not far away picked up the leaves and made a rustling sound.
Zhuo Yan, who was under the immobilizing spell, shouted in despair: "Gu... kill me, you should kill me!"
She didn't want to become a puppet, nor did she want to see the desperate power of gluttons that could distort the mind.
That despairing future was enough to sweep the entire Meira into darkness, and she didn't want to see it!
"You have some bad tastes." Lu Yu said, "You obviously don't think so."
"What's wrong? I'm just satisfying your bad taste. Don't you like letting me wear weird clothes? This guy has a good figure and looks. I think it suits her well. No.
Like it?"
"Still talking nonsense." Lu Yu corrected him calmly, "I like what you wear, not others. You and Lulu are special to me."
"!!"
Two blushes bloomed quickly on Sera's pretty face. The sudden declaration made her at a loss, especially when there were outsiders present... She just wanted to make a joke with Lu Yu, why would she be hurt again in turn?
"Don't think about nice words... No matter what you say, I won't wear it."
Trying hard to maintain a proud expression, but inevitably shy, Sera's appearance made Zhuo Xiang more and more frightened, and her heartbeat rate was already exploding.
Sera blushed and coughed: "Okay, let's get down to business. It is indeed a pity to kill or make a puppet. The eighth-level dark elf has skilled combat experience, a fighting style of melee and long-range switching, and excellent dark skills.
Magic, tsk tsk, can be used in many situations, and there are not many people like Chenxi Leader."
"Sigrid can even handle Eunice, so this guy shouldn't be a problem." Lu Yu said, "In a moment, pack it up and take it away, just in time to ask her some questions about alien races. This guy's brain is so easy to use."
, I’m afraid his status is not low there.”
Zhuoyan's eyes widened, and she shouted tremblingly: "No, please kill me, kill me!!"
For a moment, she sighed with emotion, "She still has some backbone." First, he punched her in the stomach, then struck her with a knife, successfully giving Zhuo Xiang a good dream.
All the things promised to Noel were completed, and before leaving Sligo, Lu Yu informed him of the news, and this also included the matter of Zhuo Xiang, the eighth-level dark elf.
Then he regretted mentioning the gender of the dark elf.
"What, a female dark elf, or an eighth level... Hey, hey, can you send it back? Maybe there is information worthy of attention that needs to be interrogated?"
"I'm telling you this because I want you to understand that the alien race has sent high-level magicians to quietly influence the four major countries. I'm not telling you to worry about the dark elves."
"I understand what you are saying. Can you please return the dark elves to me first...for the sake of creating opportunities for you?"
Serra immediately grabbed the statue and pressed the button to cut off the communication.
Okay, okay, let’s have a normal schedule today, otherwise I feel like I’m going to get into trouble, Zhang said, is Modo Modo okay? The seal will really work hard to update twice.