Boiling Blood Female Warrior: Nicole waved the short spear in her hand and said while looking at Isabella hanging on the windowsill.
This short spear seems to be made of some kind of wood, with very distinct wood grains on it.
However, the edge revealed at the top has a hint of metallic coldness.
Nicole is a close friend of eldest sister Isabella, a strong and blood-boiling warrior.
The bloodline of the imperial family has a lifespan that lasts for hundreds of years, and due to the generally low fertility rate of powerful bloodlines, it is not uncommon for the same generation to be separated by hundreds of years.
Blood-boiling warriors do not occupy such a distinctive part in the human race. This wild and dangerous power exists more in some barbarians, trolls, orcs and some giant subspecies.
The Boiling Blood Warrior can smear his own blood on his throwing spear, giving it a vicious and difficult-to-treat viscous flame.
It can inhibit the enemy's recovery effect to a certain extent, and can be continuously superimposed by subsequent attacks.
Of course, they are not only dangerous throwers, but also have violent hatchet skills.
Because after falling into a violent state, the Boiling Blood Warrior will completely lose his mind.
She will give up all protection and wield the hatchet in the most frantic state to tear the enemy into pieces.
Generally speaking, Boiling Blood Warriors will not activate this dangerous ability, which is taboo for them, unless absolutely necessary.
"He promised me that he would certainly attend on time. I understand him."
Isabella looked at the towering guardian magic tower in the distance and said without looking back.
"Didn't you just meet him twice?"
Nicole asked curiously.
Because of Isabella's eldest sister, she and Isabella were quite familiar with each other.
However, because the political ecology within the early empire was relatively unstable, she did not have much communication with Isabella.
Of course things are different now. When she received her mother's call, she had a clear understanding:
The eldest princess who has taken charge of military power already has enough power, and she no longer needs to worry about too many things.
"No! Many times!"
It seemed that she thought of some not-so-pleasant memories. Isabella immediately lowered her face and said.
She covered her forehead with hatred, and as soon as the thought arose, it seemed that there was a faint pain starting there again.
She is a master of mind manipulation. It is not that difficult to judge a person's overall character through the character's combat system and fighting style.
"Words may deceive, and expressions may be disguised, but fists cannot be violated... It is so naked, unreservedly expressing your truest thoughts in the most direct and brutal way."
——Wind Fist Style Master-Feng Zhen
"He seems a little special. Do you like him?"
After thinking for a moment, Nicole looked at Isabella and said.
"Where did you come to this conclusion?"
Isabella turned around and looked at Nicole with wide eyes.
"According to my mother, when you find out you have different feelings about a man than other males, half the reason is because you like him."
Nicole inserted the short spear into the pendant at her waist, then looked at Isabella and said.
"What's the other half of the reason?"
Isabella suddenly remembered that Nicole lived in a matriarchal society dominated by force, and she roughly understood what Nicole was thinking.
"You want to mate with him..."
"According to my mother, the human body is often more honest and unabashed than the will."
"The only difference is: whether you can suppress your original desire."
"puff……"
Isabella rolled her eyes, jumped down from the window sill, then sat on the chair next to her and picked up the glass of refreshing water with just the right temperature.
"I think your division is too rough. You have to know how human thoughts can build a magnificent civilization if they are just primitive instincts."
Isabella made a blowing motion towards Nicole, and all kinds of strange illusions suddenly appeared in front of Nicole's eyes:
There are those who die generously in order to follow their own ideals, there are those who forcibly violate physiological normality for revenge, there are those who sing loudly, and there are those who struggle awkwardly in the confrontation between body and will...
Nicole shook her head, and she quickly broke away from these hallucinations.
"My mother said I didn't need to understand things I couldn't understand, so that my blood would no longer boil as it once did."
"I felt something was different, so I just snatched him over!"
Isabella covered her forehead helplessly, she somewhat understood the reason why her eldest sister asked her to be with Nicole.
Compared with her exploration of the soul, Nicole's spiritual world seems barren and monotonous.
But unlike those soldiers who have become numb under the erosion of the system, this barrenness and monotony reveal an incomprehensible tenacity and tenacity.
"By the way, where is Bickz? He is still making preparation plans?"
Suddenly, Nicole thought of the partner they had an awkward chat with before.
Bikz: An orthodox academic mage, affiliated with the White Lizard Tower, he has mastered the 8-ring protection spell: Space Lock.
"I really don't understand his idea of trying to rehearse all possibilities..."
"Magics are some weird guys."
Nicole followed and sat next to Isabella. Her tribe was relatively repulsive to mages.
However, occasionally there will be some newborns with rampant magic in her tribe, and the source of their bloodline may be related to a certain mage or warlock.
Of course, Nicole is not sure whether they did it voluntarily when they left their bloodline...
"If you don't have the determination to discover all the mysteries, then don't choose to become a mage - this is what the eldest sister once said when a great mage she found tried to teach me."
"Then what?"
Nicole asked curiously.
"And I chose not to."
Isabella stretched out her palm, and the power of the invisible soul on it shone like a bright stream of light in her eyes.
Her body is filled with the most mysterious energy in the world, so why should she choose those more distant things.
In the bright starry sky of the multiverse, various inheritances shine brightly or dimly.
It is undoubtedly biased to judge solely based on the nature and territory of the inheritance itself.
Only by putting your own conditions and will tendencies into practice can you get the most authentic feedback.
Isabella does not feel that she needs to follow the path of truth, because in the spiritual world, she is the truth!
At this moment, a prompt message refreshed on the retina interrupted Isabella's thoughts.
"he came."
Looking at Nicole's questioning eyes next to her, Isabella said...