Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 697 Brandy's Death Dance

Lyle finally left the chapel, and his thoughtful figure disappeared under the watchful eyes of all the maids.In the chapel, Loveday and Ariane breathed a sigh of relief tacitly in their hearts, and everyone seemed to have got what they thought was a satisfactory result.

Ariane glanced to one side, and his somewhat helpless eyes focused on Mr. Raymond.

On the body of the noble Crusader King, there is a layer of filth that can be called blasphemy.It was a mass of living flesh and blood dyed golden yellow. It stuck to Raymond's back, and part of its tentacles had already penetrated into the body of the Lord of Holy Light along the gap in the armor.Its effect is also absolutely evil for the Holy Light.That is the adaptive blood origin left by Lyle. Its function is to deform and evolve and grow continuously until it breaks through Raymond's holy flame defense.

When Lyle created this mass of flesh, he also put in enough effort. It was the remains of flesh and blood left by Lyle when he used the creator's code to perform the flesh and blood seance against Dorothy, the God of Mechanics. It was able to corrupt the machine into Fiend derivative of flesh and blood.But even so, within 1 minute of touching Raymond's body, it was dyed golden.

Inside the dark golden armor, the invisible power of the evil god and the holy light eroded each other, and the result was an increasingly excited and self-absorbed Raymond.

He excitedly showed the twisted mass of flesh and blood to Arian and Lovedy, his words full of pride.

"He poked me just now! Oh! Poked again!"

Ariane was helpless, and Raymond obviously took this terrible thing as Lyle's obsessive love...

"This is definitely the massager that Lyle gave me! It's fully automatic!"

Ah, yes, yes, the nun thought that her bishop would not be killed by the pure if she was so fierce, so she simply couldn't see it.

Lovedy looked at the surrounding liches who were tidying up the scene, lost in thought.

"So who wrote that report, Mr. Plague Doctor doesn't seem like he would announce it on that occasion and pay no attention to the people around him?"

Ariane was more than happy to think about something else to soothe his nerves.

"A professional lurker who can hide himself from the perception of the four-lock spellcaster? Or is it George? But he doesn't seem to be able to report this kind of thing that would obviously make Raymond happy..."

The nun picked up the newspaper and searched for the author's signature again.There is no exact name, but only a vague emblem, the emblem of three crossed sword points.

Raymond's enthusiastic voice also sounded behind the two of them.

"Lurker? There are no such professionals in the academy, but don't you know? Another identity of a gentleman [Rat King]?"

Ariane was a little surprised, it seemed that he had never associated a similar title with a literary club.

"Rat King?"

Raymond nodded, the golden flame under the helmet was burning silently.

"[Rat King] has its [Rat Swarm]. George, that guy, has been a well-known pragmatist since the time of the Angel of Fire."

Arian closed his eyes, and the rubbing sound of the mass of flesh and blood on Raymond's armor became extremely ear-piercing.

"Your Majesty Raymond, what is the purpose of your daily beating on the Literature Club?"

Raymond's laughter continued for a long time.

"They deserve a beating, that's for sure."

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Sahazann, the stone peak Oranquil where the black dragon tribe lives.

Today, we have a special guest.

During this period of time, the black dragon Alcalon was a little frustrated. After learning about his plan, Lyle ran away without a sound.When he heard the news from his brother Blue Dragon, the pupils of his narrow and sharp eyes dilated, and his slender eyelids shrunk further, like two hideous wounds.

The friend he recognized, the person who poured out his heart and soul into his dark plan, actually left without saying goodbye. Alcalon is an arrogant dragon. , enough to be understood as a kind of betrayal.

He squatted in his own grotto, scratching the cracks in the rocks with sharp steel-like claws, and stared at the huge playground of the ancient human race with his golden snake eyes, like a snake that couldn't wait.

"Lyle...Lyle...Lyle..." The black dragon's cave walls are engraved with dense names, and Alcalon's extreme thoughts will continue to blacken in this paranoid dead end.

Because he was too angry and didn't want to hunt Alcalon, who was squatting in the cave on the third day, he felt the spatial fluctuations generated by the edge of Saha Zane's enchantment, and the familiar breath was the blue dragon Christo.

But it was a strange figure who walked out of the gate of time and space.Wearing a robe that covers the whole body, and carrying the official stamp of Wandering City, he walked into the territory of the Black Dragon tribe.Alcaron saw the patriarch Okangas negotiate with him, and also saw the dragon priest Ormhaide talk to the man.

The keen senses allowed the black dragon to hear the few words they exchanged, and those contents also made the black dragon stop his curse engraving.His head was raised high in the darkness, like a dog who has heard the dinner bell.Alcaron got his head out of the cave, grabbed the stone platform with his dragon claws, looked down curiously, and snorted.

The guy hidden in the robe is the martial arts instructor introduced by Lyle.Alcaron's tail swayed unconsciously, and his heart was full of anticipation.That person is definitely not the human form of his father, although he looks taller, reaching about two meters.That robe is some kind of magical prop that can shield the black dragon's perception.Alcalon's eyes narrowed slightly, but this time the emotion revealed was more of surprise.

There is definitely something wrong with the tutor recommended by Lyle, otherwise there is no need to maintain a sense of mystery. It seems that the guy is indeed on his side.

The ferocious dragon teeth were exposed at the corners of his grinning mouth. Reminiscent of Lyle's great achievements, Alcaron looked forward to the true posture of this man when he unveiled his robe.

Offstage, Olmhead had already had some technical conversations with the mentor about physical exercise.He is not a new dragon father dragon, and he does have real talents in physical training.Although the tone of voice was a bit strange, but the black dragon priest didn't care, the strong would have some quirks.Lyle did find a combat mentor suitable for the ancient human race according to the agreement, and he would abide by the agreement and give him absolute power.

Ormhead walks the talk.The cane, which symbolized the power of the dragon priest, struck the stone with a resounding sound, which echoed in the stone valley.The black dragon priest solemnly announced to the clansmen who were staring at him.

"My frail compatriot, Lyall, the priest of the Dragon King, has brought us a mentor who has the talent to improve our physique and skill! The person I asked for, then I will have absolute respect for this instructor! Now, he is here! I declare that this martial arts instructor will enjoy the same power as me in my ethnic group, and his instructions are It is the will of the Dragon Priest, as long as his training can strengthen your strength, you must obey!"

Make yourself stronger, no one will refuse this kind of thing.All the ancient humans looked forward to that figure. Although he was only over two meters tall, every ancient human was eager to know him, and was ready to burst into cheers the moment he introduced himself.

With great kindness, the visitor, the mentor of ancient humans, took off his robe.

Perfect and beautiful muscle lines like Greek stone carvings, a strong and fit body, pulsating with breathing, like an exaggerated body that wants to stretch clothes... locked in the largest maid outfit.Pineapple hair, poisonous deep purple lipstick and charming death Barbie pink eyeliner.The ultimate monster winked, the monster's muscular legs crossed under the lace pleated skirt, its raised hands crossed in the air, and the orchid fingers that just covered the sun shone.

The indescribable temperament that has spanned several eras has reduced the unopened thinking of ancient humans into silence. The muscular monster from the light and shadow area of ​​the wandering city, said the manager of the pure maid experience store.

"Boys~ This concubine is Mrs. Brandy, the dance instructor of my dear babies. Next, I will train you to be the most beautiful in the world. Come on! Family members of the ancient human race, join me as a concubine~ Pure maid way~"

(End of this chapter)