Chapter 609 Ishruna's Camouflage and Infiltration in the Painting World
"Where did you get so many units of magic crystals? Did you also sell the golden arena tickets?"
Although I don't know if possessing 300 million magic crystals is considered a rich goblin in Darlington, but with so many units of magic crystals spread on the ground, or even piled into hills, the visual impact can be imagined.
"Of course not. Gold admission tickets are extremely valuable items with no market price in Darlington. Wouldn't it be a huge loss to sell them for only 300 million?"
"Eh--?"
Hearing his words, Tonelli was dumbfounded and felt her heart aching. She seemed to have lost a lot, and even "much" could not be used to describe her losses.
"Could it be that you sold the gold tickets at a cheap price? How much did you sell for, 100 million?"
Mikael looked at Tonellico, who was surrounded by a dark aura, and asked jokingly.
"A little bit worse..."
"Then fifty million?"
"It's still a little bit different..."
"You don't know how to use it to pay for things, do you?"
"Um……"
A seductive blush appeared on Tonellico's face, which looked like a delicious red apple, making people want to bite it. She stared at the magic crystal next to her toes, and used the microscopic
Radian nodded.
As for why you can see your toes when you lower your head, it's because Tonelli is a righteous and kind savior of Britain and has no evil attributes.
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"Hahaha - okay, I guessed that something like this would happen, I'll give this to you."
A gold admission ticket was handed to Tonellico's eyes. She raised her head gratefully, and then she was surprised to see that there were several more tickets in Mikael's hand, even luxuriously folded into fans.
Come and fan yourself.
"How come there are so many gold tickets?!"
"Is that what you're talking about?"
Mikael shook the gold admission ticket in his hand, with a mysterious smile on his face, "Please witness the birth of a miracle."
"What miracle show?"
Tonellico became more and more curious.
I saw Mikael holding a gold admission ticket, closing his palms, shaking it gently, and mumbling something.
"Maka, Baka, Akka, Waka, Mika, Maka, mum!"
Then he spread out his palms and saw two golden admission tickets lying quietly on them, exuding the dazzling brilliance that gold should have.
"Oh~~Mikael, how did you do it?"
Tonellico carefully compared the two admission tickets and found that they were both real objects, rather than being shaped by magic power and only had appearances. This made her even more confused.
"It's my little personal trick, it can't be expressed in words, I can only understand it."
Mikael smiled. This sentence is true. He can't teach Tonelli how to create matter out of thin air, because this is a small gain he obtained when analyzing the root, which surpasses any magical miracle.
.
"So are these magic crystals made this way?"
"Of course - no. Okay, don't dwell on this problem anymore, it's still too difficult for you now."
He stretched out his palm and shook it in front of Tonellico's face, pulling her back from her thoughts.
"Let's go up there and have a look. There is a gadget I'm about to make there, and I just need your help."
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clang--!
The heavy two-handed ax hit the broad-edged long sword hard, causing it to bend into a visible arc. The sword-wielding elf's jaw cracked, and his body retreated continuously due to the impact, and he almost sat down directly on the sand.
The goblin holding the two-handed ax did not give the sword-wielding goblin time to breathe. He swung the ax mercilessly and chopped at his head, preparing to end this battle that had no suspense.
The usually crowded arena was deserted. Except for the two goblins sitting in the first-class seats watching, there were no other goblins.
"Your prediction doesn't seem to be very accurate."
Seeing that the victory of the goblin holding a two-handed ax was determined, Owen shook his head and couldn't help but glance at the goblin next to him who was wrapped in a black robe, with a hint of hidden contempt and sarcasm in his eyes.
"No, I'm just retelling the future I saw. The goblin holding the sword will definitely win in the end. This is a fact that is destined to happen in the future and has nothing to do with the present."
"Yeah?"
Owen was noncommittal about the black-robed goblin's words. Although the prediction of the Mirror Clan goblin was 100% accurate, he still couldn't imagine how a goblin holding a two-handed ax could lose.
At this moment, a ridiculous scene suddenly occurred on the field. The goblin holding a two-handed ax actually slipped and fell. The whole goblin threw forward, just in front of the goblin holding the sword.
Seeing the powerful enemy falling in front of him, the sword-wielding goblin didn't think too much and stabbed the long sword into the back of his heart, then twisted the hilt, completely shattering his heart, and finally chopped him off.
His head was collected as his own trophy.
"Ah...this?"
Owen was dumbfounded when he saw the situation in front of him. The sword-wielding goblin actually defeated the axe-wielding goblin. Although this "victory" relied on luck, there was no doubt about the result.
"This is really...things in the world are impermanent."
He had just said that he absolutely couldn't, and then something like this happened. He felt like his face was slapped by reality, so unceremoniously.
"This is the future that is destined to happen. In the eyes of our Mirror Clan goblins, the future is the past and has been determined. No goblin can change the past."
The goblin wrapped in a black robe was not happy because his prophecy came true, because there was nothing to be happy about. If the prophecy did not come true, he would be ecstatic, but it is a pity that such a thing has never happened.
"So in the future you see, Lord Roderick will die in the hands of that witch. Is this something that is destined to happen?"
"At least for now, my prediction is not wrong."
Hearing the words of the black-robed goblin, Owen's face became serious. If this is really the case, for Lord Roderick, whom he admires, the witch must be killed in advance, otherwise the damn prophecy will be revealed in the future.
accomplish.
"So will I succeed this time?"
He asked the black-robed goblin who called himself "Britain's most powerful prophet" and couldn't help but clenched his fists, hoping to hear the answer he wanted to hear.
"I have no idea."
Unexpectedly, the black-robed goblin gave such an answer.
"Because there is a guy outside of destiny accompanying the witch, which disturbs my sight. If you want to kill the witch, you must lead that guy outside of destiny away alone and separate them."
"According to the correct future, the witch will never be killed by you, but because of the existence of anomalies, everything is possible. Of course, you also have the opportunity to kill the witch."
"Only by killing the witch can we cut off the continuation of this tragedy and allow Britain to truly usher in redemption."