Transformed full-time magic god

Chapter 41 040 [Don't come here! 】

Really, there was no resistance, no scream.

Caesar stared at the spot in a daze, looking at the gorgeous fireworks that hadn't disappeared yet, feeling a little dazed.

"Is it fun?"

At this moment, a gentle voice came from his ear, but at this moment, it was extremely shocking.

Caesar saw his body tense, his hands and feet were suddenly restrained, he lost his balance in a panic, fell to the ground, curled up there like a caterpillar, Keisha stood behind him, and stepped on it.

"A first-level light and shadow refraction cancels out a sixth-level skill. It's really easy to lie." At this time, Keisha stepped on Caesar's face, with the gentle smile on her face, "It's not enough No amount of combat experience, no matter how powerful the spell is, it's useless, isn't it?"

Fatty almost watched the battle on his knees.

Perfect positioning, perfect deception, just a few ordinary low-level skills, a few steps of proper positioning, reversed this battle that should have had a very low chance of winning.

This is simply the art of fighting.

He knew that Kaisha was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong!

Caesar fell to the ground, his hands and feet were bound, he couldn't move, and his foot was stepped on his face again, an unprecedented sense of humiliation came to his mind, he kept struggling, but it didn't help, the foot was firmly on the ground Press his face.

"Let go of me, do you know who I am! My family will not let you go!"

Caesar, who had become angry from embarrassment, had already started talking nonsense.

"Hey, you still dare to threaten me at this time, won't you beg for mercy obediently at this time?" Keisha opened her mouth wide and screamed on her face. "Fatty, what is this guy's identity, he still looks like he's hanging out?"

"Well, he is a child of the Ajersey family, and he can be considered a well-known nobleman in their city," Gargamel said in a low voice, "He has a lot of money in his family..."

"Are you born in a rich family?" Kaisha smiled, "No wonder I haven't heard of the name, I thought it was awesome, people who come from this kind of family education are also worthy of being called nobles, what an insult to nobles. A name, don't worry, I can afford it."

The so-called nobility is naturally the title of the elites of various countries. They have extremely proud souls and unique self-abilities, but there are very few people who can be called nobles, and most of them are nepotism.

With the improvement of life, some newly-emerging local tyrants began to step into the upper class, claiming to be elites, owning mansions and groups of attendants, and casually hired a few etiquette masters to dress up, and began to call themselves nobles.

This is like meeting a woman on the road now, calling her beautiful when she meets her, and calling her handsome when she sees a man.

But those real nobles, they will never let their children live in doting since they were young. When they learn certain skills, they even send them out of the house early, let them live alone in the dangerous deep mountains and wild forests, face the beasts, Either feed on them, or become their food. Once they survive, their intelligence and ability will be improved like never before. Only such people, after being nurtured by the upper culture, will have the opportunity to truly act.

You can't understand true strength without experiencing suffering.

Without real tempering, the noble culture cannot be continued. Those who are so-called no more than three generations are those who have not really inherited the noble culture.

Keisha doesn't think that a guy with a bunch of high-level magic scrolls, who is ostentatious and bullying, is qualified to be called a nobleman's son, and giving them a little bit of trouble will be good for everyone and himself.

In other words, stepping on someone's face for the first time was quite a sense of accomplishment, and Keisha couldn't help but kicked again.

On the other side, Rorona also ended the battle, sweating profusely: "Boss, I also won!"

"That's right, go back and add chicken legs to you."

After Kesha's guidance, Rorona's actual combat ability has been improved rapidly, and she has also learned a lot of practical skills in fighting people. Without a certain talent, it is impossible to become the terrifying witch in the future.

In this battle, Rorona, with the strength of a second-tier mage, forcibly suppressed a third-tier mage with firepower, and won the final victory. The little follower named Sith, with an explosive head on his head, was twitching on the ground .

This battle is a complete victory.

At this moment, Keisha heard a buzzing sound, and then remembered that there is still a guy who still needs to clean up.

She turned her head and saw Assani on the other side.

"Baby, as I said just now, I'll come and play with you right away."

Keisha walked over slowly. Although each step was slow, it gave people a deep sense of fear.

"What do you want, don't come here!"

After all, Asangni is just an ordinary girl from a small noble family. Seeing that the companions she used to support her have all fallen down. a few feet.

At this time, Gargamel came over, looked at Assange, and kindly stopped her: "Well, Sister Sha, she is just a girl, so let's stop..."

"Don't you look at what he did to me just now, the sixth-level magic bombarded me, try it, it makes me look like a woman now," Kesha narrowed her eyes: "I always keep my word, there is Enmity must be avenged, otherwise how can I be the boss. Seeing that you are so determined, I will give you a chance to perform, and you will be rewarded if you do well."

"Uh, what did you call me for?" Gargamel shuddered.

"Fatty, go over and slap that guy first," Keisha didn't intend to attack Assange immediately, and now she needs to make an example of others, so that the other party has enough mental preparation.

Gargamel was stunned.

"Why are you standing still, why don't you go over there," Keisha said angrily, "Do you still need me to take action for such a trivial matter?"

Let Gargamel take the shot, mainly because he has strong hands, and he stomped a few times just now, which is far from enough to pay back, but she didn't want to waste too much energy.

Gargamel walked over, grabbed the immobile Caesar from the ground, looked at that hateful face, and immediately slapped him twice, making Caesar's eyes burst out.

"Sister Sha, what's next?" Gargamel looked at Kesha.

"Play freely," Keisha shook her hand, "The harder the attack, the better, just keep your breath."

Gargamel made a move.

Brutal collision, over-the-shoulder throw, meat bomb impact, scissor kick...

Kesha stared blankly.

The strike is ruthless enough, no matter what kind of hatred.

Thinking of how he was bullied before, Gargamel finally relieved a lot, and finally let that breath out.

"Fatty, how do you feel?"

"Excellent!" Gargamel, who was covered in sweat, said without any concealment, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"There's something even better next," Keisha pointed at Assange, "I haven't dealt with this little girl yet, so go over and squeeze her breasts."

"Well," Gargamel wondered, "Isn't that bad?"

"It's really ink," said a little purple man appeared in Kesha's palm, which was exactly the miniature version of Gargamel.

Gargamel suddenly realized that his body was out of control, he took a step forward, and then walked towards Assange step by step, he watched in horror as he stretched out his hand, his five fingers pinched into claws, and then, step by step towards Assange go.

"You, don't come here!"

Seeing Gargamel approaching with claws and teeth, Assani was about to cry, the only person who could touch her body was her Prince Charming, not such a pig's head.

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(End of this chapter)