Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 435 52. Heller

In the dense primeval jungle, the invisible dark purple floral fragrance spread little by little, laying out a boundless murderous intent that made Fisher palpitate in this piece of heaven and earth.

His thirteenth-level physical strength seemed to have returned to the level of ordinary humans at the zero-level at this moment. No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't escape the range of this forest, but he hadn't walked such a long way when he came here.

"Fisher, where do you want to go?"

And at the same time, the lady's voice behind him, like a death talisman, with pure killing intent made his scalp tingle. He really didn't understand why he was in such a state now. The women who were like wolves and tigers behind them were divided up?

Fisher covered his chest, where Renee's imprint was still bright, feeling that it was still working to drive away the pursuit of death, Fisher's flustered heart gradually settled down.

Calm down, this is a long, long time ago from the time he lived in, it is impossible for Rafael, Elizabeth and Valentina to appear.

They are all false. What I should think about is how to get out of this situation instead of how to solve the bad luck of being hacked. Well, that may be something Fisher needs to think about later, but definitely not now.

"Fisher!!"

Just as he was thinking, the sound of roaring steam suddenly came from the side, and he turned his head to look with his pupils narrowed, only to see Raphael swooping down from a giant tree next to him, surrounded by a burst of air , Hugged him fiercely with his sharp claws with lightning speed, rolled on the ground several times and broke several trees.

"You don't even want to explain to me? Who are those women? When you were in the Southern Continent, I only heard of the one called 'Renee'. How could so many people pop up all of a sudden? What married people? Ring, tell me clearly!"

Raphael grabbed Fisher's white robe angrily, and pointed hysterically at Valentina, who was covered with frost in the distance, and asked Fisher.

"This... will be troublesome to explain."

Fisher replied perfunctorily, knowing that everything in front of him was an illusion, of course he would not explain it, he just looked around and tried to find the flaws in this illusion.

So far, he doesn't even understand what this illusion is formed from, and it seems a little pale to explain it with death. After all, in the way of the real God He Crow's liquidation, He used this kind of indiscriminate means of his own housework to It is really enough to make people speechless to liquidate themselves.

"what?"

Raphael stared at the extremely perfunctory Fisher below her in surprise, she tilted her head, the steam on her body became hotter and hotter, as if it could cook people, and at the same time, she pinched Fisher's body The strength of the white robe is also getting stronger and stronger,
"Okay. Don't I even deserve an explanation from you, Fisher!"

"What did he explain to you? He is my husband, and who are you? Why should he explain to you?"

Valentina behind her also flew towards this side with a cold face and fluttering wings, and suddenly grabbed the shoulder of Rafael who was sitting on Fisher, trying to pull her away from Fisher. He pulled away from his body, but before he could hold it tightly, he was scalded by the extremely hot steam on the opponent's body and retracted his hand.

"Husband? You said he was your husband?!"

"Yes! Do you have any comments?"

Rafael looked at her with eyes as if looking at a dead person, Valentina stared back unwillingly. The terrifying atmosphere at the scene was like ice and fire, which made Fisher feel a little interjected even in hallucinations. I can't talk.

He didn't look at the terrifying confrontation between the two ladies. He just looked up at the sky in the forest, but suddenly found that there was a bright light faintly above the sky at this time. Like the Tyndall effect, a layer of purple mist that he hadn't noticed before was revealed.

The light revealing the true face of the purple mist spread all the way above the forest, as if pointing to a certain direction in the forest, as if revealing to him the specific reason why this illusion would appear, and guiding him in the direction to go.

"Step aside!"

Just as Fisher squinted his eyes and carefully observed the faint purple smoke above, a female voice with bloodthirsty murderous intent suddenly exploded in the direction Fisher's head was facing.

Fisher looked back, but saw Elizabeth with red eyes and holding a knife rushing towards her as if mad. She raised the blade with both hands and pointed it straight at his neck. It's the same as cutting one in two.

Facing the bloodthirsty knife light, Fisher's body froze suddenly. For some reason, his thirteenth-order physical fitness seemed so inadequate in front of Elizabeth's knife, even though the other party had integrated the physical quality of Godelin's sword It's only just broken through the extraordinary rank of the fifth rank, but at this moment, I don't know whether Fisher's reaction is slow or the opponent's killing intent has the upper hand. An extremely dangerous bloodstain was left on Fisher's cheek.

Fisher knew that he could no longer hesitate, and if he indulged in the illusion like this, he would really be overtaken by death.

"Pfft!"

Once again, he silently apologized to Raphael, gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the gap between Raphael and Valentina, suddenly kicked Raphael in the lower abdomen and kicked her. He opened, and then suddenly rolled around on the ground and looked at Elizabeth who was about to stab again. He didn't dare to catch the opponent's knife light, but turned his head and ran towards the direction of the purple smoke above the sky.

"Fisher!!"

Elizabeth's screams behind him were about to shatter Fisher's eardrums. For some reason, the behaviors and behaviors of the other ladies in this illusion felt flawed, but the palpitations that Elizabeth brought to him could not be faked, as if even Even in reality, she would definitely do such a horrible thing.

The scorching blood dripping from his face reminded him of the crisis at this moment, he didn't dare to stay in this weird illusion any longer, and ran towards the direction where the light spread.

"Ms. Fisher"

"Tang Ze?"

Listening to the appellation that has not been used for a long time but has only been awakened recently, the faint voice seems to overlap with Karasawa Asuka's voice a little bit. When it is related to the past where he is now, the first thing he thinks of is Karazawa Asuka, but just as soon as he uttered this title, he felt his body suddenly become weak, and the vitality of his whole body was constantly flowing into the outside world.

"Tang Ze? Who is Tang Ze? Is it Mr. Fisher's new student?"

Fisher coughed and knelt down on the ground as he ran. He looked down at the pure black liquid that was spreading on the ground, and then looked up. Jasmine whose soft blue hair had been dyed pure black at some point Looking at herself quietly, the ability that completely drained Fisher's vitality just now seemed to be the curse she used.
But is it really so?

"Today is really lively"

Fisher looked at his palm, feeling the sense of life force passing away. He felt more and more clearly that it was not the ladies chasing and killing him in front of him, nor the death chasing from the future to the past that caused all this. .

The one who really made the move was someone else.

When he was in Nari, he felt the feeling of being cursed by Jasmine to drain his life force. Needless to say, although the experience of becoming old in that instant was uncomfortable in retrospect, he distinguished for Fisher the strangeness of Jasmine's attack at this time. .

Fisher suddenly realized something. He touched the face that had been scratched by the blade of "Elizabeth" just now, leaving a bright red blood stain on his hand. He stared at the blood stain on his palm, and suddenly lifted his palm up. , exposed to the light of the sky.

Following the gentle light, Fisher watched the blood on his hand change color little by little, revealing layers of gorgeous purple.
Sure enough, he seemed to have been tricked.

But the illusion in front of him is still not over, even though Fisher has realized the tricks on the person who shot him, it still doesn't help.

In the primordial jungle, the shadows of several ladies from before walked out. They all had the most dazzling looks in their memory, and they used to fascinate me so much. It also made Fisher involuntarily want to appreciate everything about them.
"Fisher, why don't you explain to me, who are they?"

"Fisher, I won't soften my heart like last time. This time I only want your head. It's good for everyone, so we will never be separated"

"Mr. Fisher, who is Tang Ze?"

"I didn't expect to see you for such a long time. You are really greedy. You are more exaggerated than me, a demon. I can only say one thing."

Fisher gave a wry smile, feeling his body getting heavier and heavier. As the vitality was bit by bit eaten by the vitality swallowed by the wound, the mark left by Renee on his chest suddenly became brighter and was suppressed by it. His death hungrily wrapped around his body, making him feel extra cold.

"Renee."

He bowed his head and murmured, but in the age without her, of course there would be no response.

"Renee?"

But in the next second, beside him, a playful and casual sound exploded in his ears. He opened his eyes at once, only to find that the illusion in front of him still existed, but he didn't know when he was squatting in front of him. A beautiful lady with short blond hair surrounded by a thin layer of warm morning light.

She was barefoot, stepping on the dust without disturbing any dust, and her white lotus arms were exposed in the gaps in the white robe. She held her cheek with one hand and looked at herself teasingly. Asked with a gossip smile,

"Who is Renee? Another girl of yours?"

"Helaire, how could you... No, you are not even a woman, isn't it too inappropriate to appear here?"

Deliriously, Fisher glanced at the group of ladies who were staring at him and approached him, shook his head as if in a daze, and said so.

Herrell was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and after a pause for a second, she seemed to hear some unbelievable words. She clutched her stomach and laughed loudly, stretched out her spotless barefoot instep to stir up the drowsy Fisher's chin raised his dark eyes little by little until he looked at himself.

Following her loose, slightly wrinkled white robe, Fisher could only see her delicate calves clearly, while her deeper part was covered by the shadow covered by the white robe, making Fisher dizzy It is more difficult to capture the specific details of how
If one ignores her excessive actions that are not sure whether they are punishments or rewards, and if one ignores the teasing and playful smirk on her face, Herrell, with the warm morning light at this moment, must be the most holy angel in the traditional impression The image of an angel, right?

It's a pity that there is no if, and Heller doesn't seem to care whether he behaves like the legendary holy angel.

She poked Fisher's chin with her tender toes, then retracted her right leg, looked at the misty environment behind her, and said to Fisher at the same time

"Your clumsy look is unexpectedly cute, Fisher. It's much better than the usual stinky face. If you can show such an expression when you wake up later, maybe I will Maybe I'll give you a little reward?"

"award?"

"Well, for example, I choose to become a female angel, how about it?"

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Fisher didn't answer, because in the next second, all the "ladies" in front of him became extremely hideous the moment they saw Herrell. Terrifying purple lines grew densely on their bodies and faces, and they would They set off like some kind of monster, and they rushed towards Helear in front of them with claws and claws.

"Buzz!"

But Fisher couldn't see anything but the blindingly bright morning light.

In the dazzling but not dazzling morning light, Fisher closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes after waiting for a second or two, all the illusions in front of him had disappeared.

Raphael, Elizabeth, Jasmine, Valentina.
Except for Herrell who is still around, all the other ladies have turned into some kind of twisted branches that have completely dried up, and one of the branches is still stained with blood, as if "Elizabeth" used it just now. The blade that stabs itself is the branch.

The feeling of the rapid loss of life force in his body also disappeared in an instant, bringing his originally muddy consciousness up a little bit, and he soon regained consciousness.

"What just happened to me?"

Herrell, who was next to her, folded her hands, watching Fisher, who was still "cute" just now, changed back to the original "stinky face mode", she curled her lips imperceptibly, then squatted down in front of him, and spoke laughed,
"You were attacked by an unknown existence just now. It is conservatively estimated that the person who made the attack has a mythical rank."

"Mythical rank?"

Fisher touched his painful head, he seemed a little unbelievable, and said in doubt,
"Does it take so much trouble for a mythological existence to kill me?"

"It's true that it's not necessary, but there's me and another one here."

Herrell glanced at the tall palace on the giant tree in the Phoenix residence, and seemed to have something to say.

Fisher took a breath and touched the Renee mark on his chest.

He guessed right. Although the rules of death had changed, Renee's mark couldn't do anything to him anyway. At most, it only made him more unlucky.To really kill yourself, you need another shot.
But what really puzzled Fisher was who was going to kill him?

He looked at the smiling Helaier in front of him, and it was the first time he felt the horror of this dishonest-looking angel in front of him.

The fact that the Mythical species was so cautious about his own shots was clearly concerned about Herrell and the existence she did not specify. If Fisher guessed correctly, that existence should have something to do with the Phoenix species, but even the other party was so cautious. However, it was still discovered by Herrell.
Fisher suddenly realized something, and asked Herrell suspiciously,
"You know I'm going to be attacked? Who is the attacker? An angel from the sanctuary?"

"Well, let me just say, you are still a little cuter just now. Hey, by the way, the reward I told you just now is true~"

"Reward, ahem, what reward?"

Fisher was not very clear about the impression he had just been tricked, but it did not prevent him from realizing the seductiveness of the other party's words. At this moment, she seemed to be no longer a pure angel, but a person who was good at attracting people. Fallen demon.

Hearing Fisher's question, Herrell nodded her chin with a smile, and then grabbed the end of her clothing that looked like a robe and a skirt with one hand. As her movements rose a little bit, her bare feet and The calf appeared in Fisher's eyes again, just like the poisonous snake that lured Adam and Eve to eat apples in the Garden of Eden, it aroused Fisher's desire to reproduce that had not been relieved after the "hatchet nightmare" just now.
She just said,
"you guess?"

(End of this chapter)