Although the boy was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes. It was hard to imagine that something like "majesty" could be seen from the face of a cute twelve-year-old young lady. It was probably just the anger of a child.
"The person who came here is actually his true form. Could it be that he is determined to defeat me? Meili Solomon."
Mikael's expression was very calm. In other words, it was Mei Lian who came here alone, which was the most surprising thing. The burial mechanism never followed martial ethics, and it was capable of group fights but never one-on-one.
Instead, most of the time, Mei Lian appears as an adult wearing a cassock, which is the image of his left wrist changing. Only a few people know the boy's true identity, and Mikael is one of them.
"You can also say that."
Mei Lian nodded without humility. As one of the oldest ancestors of the Dead Apostles, who once followed Zhu Yue, he indeed had this confidence.
"I came here with good intentions. I won't even have a cup of hot tea, right?"
"Here——"
Mikael threw over a can of black tea angrily. He bought some at the vending machine earlier, "Let's make do with it, this is the only one."
"Oh——? Canned black tea is really rare."
Mei Lian looked at the aluminum can of black tea in his hand with great interest, like a child who discovered a new toy. He pulled the tab and took a sip, without any doubt that it was poisoned.
"It doesn't taste good. This is not black tea at all."
The young man's picturesque face wrinkled, and the magic power surged in his hand, evaporating the black tea and the aluminum can together.
"Let's make do with it, this is not your castle, and I am not your slave, Lord Crown."
Mei Lian didn't speak, and the two of them just sat in silence, looking at the direction where Aozaki Aoko and Yuzhu left earlier.
"I have read the book you wrote. The theory in it is very interesting. You have value. Join the burial agency so that you can survive."
Mei Lian opened his mouth to break the silence. Such an important matter in his mouth was as simple as what to eat tonight. Although the burial mechanism is a sharp blade for killing Death Apostles, it does not exclude the Death Apostles from joining. It is truly done.
Learn from the barbarians and develop skills to control the barbarians.
"My theory is actually recognized by Lord Wang Guan. I'm really flattered, but..."
Mikael couldn't help but chuckle, "Do you really think you've got me?"
Mei Lian didn't say anything. Facing the extremely mysterious [Fool], he really wasn't completely sure.
"Okay, to say the least, Lord Wang Guan came here alone, probably because he didn't want people from the burial agency to interfere. In other words, you want to get something from me, and you don't want the Holy Church to know, but I don't remember it.
I have something of such value."
Mikael's words were very relaxed and comfortable, and even though he was facing one of the oldest Dead Apostles, it did not have any impact on him.
"I need that medicine, you should know what it is?"
Mei Lian responded, her voice soft but with an aura that could not be rejected, "The kind of alchemy potion that can suppress the urge to suck blood."
After hearing Mei Lian's words, the smile on Mikael's face froze, but it quickly returned to its original state. Although his face remained the same as before, huge waves were stirred in his heart.
While the starlight in his body absorbs magic power, it will also feed back some knowledge. The potion that can suppress the blood-sucking impulse is made by combining that knowledge with alchemy, which can greatly inhibit the Death Apostle's blood-sucking impulse.
He has only used this medicine on a few experimental subjects and has not made it public. How did Mei Lian know about it? Could it be that someone in the organization betrayed him?
In an instant, Mikael thought of many things in his mind, and the smile on his face disappeared. It would be easy to find other potions, but potions that can suppress the urge to suck blood must not be given to Mei Lian.
After all, one of the most important raw materials in the potion is his own blood, and Mikael does not want to be captured by those ancient dead disciples and become a "blood slave" who produces blood.
Mei Lian didn't say anything else. For the sake of the princess in the Millennium City, he had to get the potion that suppressed the urge to suck blood. As the fifth person in the burial agency and the twentieth person of the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, although he looked soft on the outside,
A cute little shota, but she still has her own arrogance inside.
If I hadn't developed some interest in the theory put forward in Mikael's book, I probably wouldn't have said so many words to him who didn't even have "ancestral" level strength, and would have started to rob him, no matter how mysterious it was.
, without strength, everything is in vain.
Mikael has no doubts about Mei Lian's determination, but he doesn't have the habit of waiting to be killed. So what if he is the ancestor of the ancient Dead Apostles?
"I'm sorry, I've never heard of this potion."
Mikael spread his hands and replied looking very sincere.
"It seems you refused."
Mei Lian said word by word, invisible magic power surged out of his body and filled every corner of this space.
"it's a pity."
The wind suddenly started to flow. This was a strong airflow formed by the flow of magic power, which made it almost impossible to breathe. The ancestor of the ancient Dead Apostles who had lived for thousands of years was not something that a young Dead Apostle like Mikael could match.
Snapped--
Mikael snapped his fingers, but the expected passage to the Sea of Illusion did not open.
"Do you think I will be unprepared?"
Mei Lian shook his middle finger and put a new ring on it. This is because this magic gift interferes with the stability of the passage between the Sea of Imaginary Magic and the real world. If he wants to forcefully enter the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, I am afraid that Mikai
You will only be twisted into a lump of meat paste in the turbulent flow.
"It seems you have really convinced me."
Mikael raised his head and looked in the direction of the ceiling. He knew that high in the sky, with Mei Lian's right foot, the demon with the job title "King of the Sky" was hovering there, ready to unleash a powerful strike at any time.
That is a god-level fantasy, a human miracle that does not belong to this era. It is far stronger than the golden wolf Beowulf, and can even compete with the "ancestral" level Death Apostles.
As a former son of God, although he permanently lost his limbs when he was a human, Mei Lian himself possesses high-level psychic skills and has a method similar to "Fantasy Manifestation", which is based on human wishes.
As a prototype, it is colored with Mei Lian's longing to create a similar one.
Among the many demons he summoned, four of them replaced his lost limbs, and all of these four demons were mysteries of the highest rank, and each had power that rivaled the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles.
What's more, Mei Lian is still an ancient Dead Apostle who followed Zhu Yue. He is probably the heroic spirit summoned in the Holy Grail War, and some of them are no match for him.
[It’s really tricky...]
Facing the overwhelming power, Mikael sighed deeply in his heart, worked hard to open the imaginary pocket, and took out [Tears of the Goddess] from it.
Just such a simple action turned Mikael's arm into a bloody mess. The arm bones, which were as good as alloys, were full of criss-crossing cracks and looked like they would break at any time.
"exponentia forum(spell counterattack)"
He recited a brief incantation, and the [Tears of the Goddess] in his hand bloomed with dazzling light, looking like a blue sun.
The light became more and more dazzling, and when it reached the top, the sun shattered - and with it the ring on Mei Lian's hand, the ring that could disrupt the connection between the Sea of Illusion and the real world.
"Is this...magic?"
Mei Lian frowned slightly and rubbed the finger that lost the ring, wondering how Mikael destroyed the ring.
"It's not such a shallow method."
Without the interference of the ring, the corners of Mikael's mouth raised slightly, and the majestic magic power gathered in his palm. The magic particles gathered into the shape of a ribbon, scattering dots of light.
"Wait a moment!"
Mei Lian naturally recognized the magic that Mikael was casting. If it was successful, he would have to search for his location all over the world. It would not be that easy to find this guy.
The blue light burst out, illuminating every corner of the room. This light flooded everything like a tide, and when the tide receded, only an empty room was left.
Whether it was Mikael or Melian Solomon, they all disappeared from the room.
………
"What happened?"
Aozaki Aoko looked in the direction of the hospital from afar, with undisguised worry on her face. A powerful magic power erupted there, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then fell into a dead silence.
"It's okay, I believe Mikael-kun."
Kuonji Yuju comforted Aozaki Aoko, but judging from her pursed lips, her heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.