Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 69 Memories of Twilight
This is the end of the first ring match.

The ensuing gladiatorial fight didn't have any bright spots either.

10 minutes of Bigby's passionate speech, 30 seconds of the challenger's ultimate move, ten seconds of hard words, one second of Raymond's one-shot kill, and 10 minutes of Bigby's nonsense praise.

A gladiatorial fight ends.

The repetition of the routine made Andre's reaction numb, and the boos of the loser no longer appeared, but 4 was just the opposite.Every victory will set off a wave of cheers, and Lyle feels that they are not watching the gladiatorial fight, but listening to Bigby's fabricated gossip about the fallen angel Ramontos to satisfy himself and his idol. inner needs.Even if these stories are fictitious, unscrupulous media will distort and whitewash false propaganda afterwards.

The recurring plot development has taught Lyle one thing, that is, the Light can really do whatever he wants.

Mr. Raymond tends to lighten the expertise of those challengers, and then defeat him with greater power.

details as follows:

"I master the violent power of the elements, the true primordial power of nature!"

"Master of Glory!"

"Ancient knowledge is for me, my ancestors gave me strength!"

"Guardian of the ancient kings!"

"Machine is the future, witness the miracle of steel and electricity!"

"Lightcast War Mecha!"

The feeling of being defeated by the ability of the sanctified version is tantamount to killing someone with a sword, and being killed by a sword is simply the greatest insult to your own ability and existence. I mourned for them from the bottom of my heart, especially after the defeat, Mr. Raymond would say solemnly:
"Thank you for your selfless dedication to make Holy Light even greater."

Several revived challengers were scolded by the demon guards and dragged out.

"Mr. Gentleman, those challengers who were smashed by Raymond appeared intact."

"That is the existing phylactery technology. All the fierce battles and competitions will have similar devices. You will make your phylactery beforehand. When your body is broken, use the phylactery to reincarnate. The source of inspiration is the life of the ancient lich. Box, although an outdated spell, well adapted to the current arena, patented by the Andre Institute."

"Completely one-sided battle." Mr. Raymond's combat power is still quite powerful.

"Yes, that's why the corresponding duel gambling was banned. Blind people know which side to bet on."

Lyle squinted his eyes. If he hadn't been wearing a mask, he would have rubbed his tired eyes. The place where Raymond existed was the birthplace of light pollution.

The Andre members behind him had already started to leave the stage, announcing the end of the gladiatorial fight with frustration.

Lyle and the gentleman were walking on the black fissure in the dark second district. The arena behind them was still hot, and the demons were still fighting for victory.

The current tentacles of the talent ball moved to his shoulders again.

After inquiring about the location of Twilight Memories with Mr. Gentleman, Lyle bid him farewell and left.

The location of Memories of Dusk is in the central residential area, which is where the aborigines of the City of Wandering are concentrated. Mr. Gentleman's words are unclear, and he can only say vaguely, "It is a party-like organization with very few members, of course, the extravagant cup is more. Small, it is somewhat similar to the Cup of Extravagance, but the members... I'm sorry, this touches some sensitive areas, you'd better not hope too much, compared to Andre's club, it's closer to the secret party, Unless a member recommends it, it's best not to delusionally join it."

……

However, the real situation was far from what Mr. Gentleman imagined.

Lyle sat on the chair of Twilight Memories and looked at the other people sitting around.

Two tall shadows with camouflage are standing in the center of the living room, arguing fiercely, and in their hands is a portrait of a figure raised high.

A portrait is of a girl dressed as a ranger, with long golden soft hair, fixed by a crown, braided into bundles, the wallet on her body outlines a graceful curve, her long bow is raised obliquely, her eyes are looking into the distance with the sharp arrows, As if to shoot people outside the painting.

On the other side, the girl in the painting put her hands on her knees. It was a fairly classic portrait of a nobleman, her delicate face was like a doll, her long hair was as black as ink, falling to the floor like a black waterfall, and she was wearing a black and purple pleated skirt. , Against the dark background, the exposed skin is as delicate as white porcelain.

The same glamorous person in the painting, the same beautiful painting, and the same bad speech as a result.

"Your head is like smashed iron, stubborn and deformed, have your eyes been shrunk behind the armor too long to see? How can you ignore this beauty, look at my Kayla, Look at her white and slender thighs, this is the beauty of the world!"

"You stupid pig's sanity has been worn away by time. Have those green and soft plants sprouted on you? My Lena is the most beautiful in the world! Look at this galaxy-like hair, The smooth touch feels like running water escaping from your fingertips, this feeling, I still remember, you and your eccentricities are really disgusting."

The two criticize each other for each other's hobbies, constantly publicize their love for the girl in the painting, and finally touch the painting selflessly and indulge in it.

This scene is greasy enough for Lyle.

Lyle turned his head and looked at a figure, "Thank you very much, Mr. Unknown, thank you for bringing me in, but I'm not sure now whether the luck you gave me is a good choice."

The figure was wearing velvet cloth, and the decoration on his body was the same as that of the two gentlemen in the center. It was either rich or expensive, but his quality was much more refined. Not only did he generously guide Lyle who was lost outside, but he also enthusiastically explained Everything here.

"Those two just love too deeply. After all, they are the only granddaughters, the heirs of the family. Moreover, those two also have certain personal grievances. Excellent juniors are one aspect, and personal resentment is also another aspect, so this happens. debate."

Is the girl in the painting their granddaughter? "My own perversion is also an aspect."

The figure laughed, "Compared with their achievements, this flaw is harmless."

He took a step forward, as if to intervene in their fight.

The movement of the environment ushered the attention of the two of them.

"Irion, tell me, do you think it's better over there?"

Appeared, and the third person commented on the fixed scene. If it is not handled properly, it will cause fire.

Irion clasped his hands together, rubbing his hands as if to please, "I just want to talk about matchmaking for my stupid grandson and ask him to marry a beautiful wife. I don't know what the two of you will think?"

"Don't think about it!" "Don't think about it!" The quarrel stopped, and the two held the scroll tightly and placed it behind them, as if Irion touched them and they would lose their precious granddaughter.

Mr. Erion solved the situation perfectly.

(End of this chapter)