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"Okay." Amanda nodded helplessly, "Please come with me, and I will hold a psychic ceremony for you."

Seeing that she finally relented, Lance also relaxed a little. He looked at Amanda and sighed: "If I had known this, why bother~"

Amanda didn't understand what this meant, but she could also hear the ridicule in her tone.

Lance was taken into her van, which actually had the same technology and almost the same space.

The difference is that the interior of Tamara's truck is like a squirrel's nest for the winter, filled with various collections she has collected, as well as more practical daily necessities. Although it is a little chaotic, it stands out as practical.

And this place is more like a room full of Romani exotic customs. The decorations take up most of it, and there are no piles of supplies. A wide and thick carpet is spread on the floor, and there is a pleasant smell in the carriage. aroma.

It didn't feel like a mission at all, but more like a vacation.

The difference between the two is that a truck travels long distances and is packed with cargo, while the other is an exquisite RV.

But Amanda was also very casual. Lance could see the underwear littered everywhere. The size was outrageous and it must have been custom-made by someone.

"It seems you are not prepared for a visit."

"This is a very private place for Roma people and you are the first man in."

"That's my pleasure~" Lance smiled slightly.

"I need to prepare for the ceremony." Amanda didn't want to explain too much, and her attitude became cold.

That's right, no matter who is forced to do something, it is impossible to be in a good mood.

"Whatever." Lance didn't care much. After all, you can't force others to smile.

Without saying a word, Amanda began to arrange the ceremony. The candlesticks and incense were lit, and various strange props were taken out and placed between the two of them.

Lance was watching from the side, but said something without any warning.

"It's not that we at Hamlet don't welcome outsiders. On the contrary, we welcome friends to come here as guests, but you must abide by the rules here and not bring destruction and conflicts."

Amanda hesitated slightly after hearing this, but after only two or three seconds, she continued to arrange the complicated ceremony.

"I'm a little dizzy, is this normal?" Lance suddenly asked again.

After hearing this, Amanda faced Lance again, but this time she was no longer as humble and cautious as before, and she said something with a complicated expression.

"sorry……"

"It's...poisonous..." Lance seemed to have realized something. His eyes widened and he raised his hands to grab the person in front of him. However, he turned around and lost control, falling to the ground softly.

Looking at Lance lying on the ground, Amanda held her head in her hands and inserted her fingers into her hair to scratch.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why is it like this?"

As he spoke, he looked up at Lance and roared at him as if to vent his anger, "Why did you listen to that crazy woman! Why did you have to force me to do it? Why did you believe her? You should be mine! Mine!"

"Hahaha~"

Inexplicable laughter came, and Lance, who was lying on the ground, couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. He couldn't pretend anymore, so he could only sit up slowly.

Amanda frowned and felt bad. The drug she had given him had knocked down a cow, let alone a human being. Why would he be okay?

"Are you wondering why your aromatherapy didn't work?" Lance raised his hand and waved away the wisps of smoke and joked: "There is a pharmacist named Greendale in our town. She is a master at this. You It’s a bit embarrassing to take out something small.”

Lance acquired the characteristic [Natural Purification] after killing the witch. He was already extremely resistant to these drugs, and even smoking them would have no effect.

It was just that if Lance wanted to trick her, he would cooperate with her and tease her.

Unexpectedly, Amanda's seemingly calm mood collapsed so quickly, and her helpless and furious look made him laugh.

It's really fun to tease fools.

But while Lance was happy, Amanda didn't think so. On the contrary, she pulled away as if she had been touched by something.

Without any nonsense, he took out the crystal ball and poured it into his spiritual body to start the weird ritual he had just arranged.

The several items that were placed in a special way and constituted the ceremony burst out with strong spirituality.

The ritual that came with the carriage strengthened the power of the secret method. A terrifying force fell on Lance, making him feel like he was being squeezed. His body became heavier and heavier, as if the surrounding space had solidified. The cage trapped him.

Although Lance, who was in the middle of the ceremony, felt something strange, he didn't react much. Instead, he spoke calmly.

"Tamara is absolutely right. You can't contact the people behind you for me, because you can't admit failure. The purpose of bringing me in is to imprison me through the ritual arranged by the power of the carriage.

She even guessed that you would not kill me directly, but would control me until you drained all my value.

It's all just as she said. You two are indeed the people who know each other best. "

There was already a rift between the two, and Amanda no longer pretended to be calm and yelled.

"Don't tell me that bitch, you forced me to do all this first!"

"Why am I inferior to her? I am the Omen Seeker. She is just a liar and a traitor. Why would you rather believe her than me?"

"Why! Why!!!"

Instead of calming her down, the catharsis made her fall into more extreme emotions.

However, Lance didn't pay much attention to her words. His reaction irritated Amanda even more, and she decided that she must make this arrogant guy suffer.

"Why do you come in now that you know?"

Amanda shouted frantically to promote the secret technique, and even the thin spirituality in the air seemed to be restless, instantly converging towards the ritual, causing an even more terrifying agitation to sweep out.

"Because..." Lance grinned, completely unaware of being trapped, "My power is beyond your imagination!"

After saying that, Lance began to exert force, and the muscles in his body were pulsating.

"Kouya!"

Although the huge pressure exerted on him by the ceremony made his movements seem to be a beat slower, it was still difficult to stop him from standing up.

Only Amanda, who controls the ritual, knows how terrifying this power is.

Why?

Why would anyone be able to resist the power of ritual?

Even if his own spirituality is consumed like running water, he can't stop it even a little bit.

This kind of strength... is no longer a so-called master, nor a champion...

As Amanda raised her head, she was greeted by suffocating despair. The person standing in front of her seemed not to be a human being, but an ancient demon god who was gradually awakening.

Lance stood up straight and slowly raised his head to look directly at Amanda's almost collapsed expression. He didn't need to do much at all. He just raised his right hand and made a fist.

The fist moved, and at first it was like slow motion with only a slight scale. Amanda could even see the bulging muscles on her arm trembling.

But as his fist began to accelerate, the surrounding air continued to produce imperceptible ripples like a colloid as he moved.

The speed of the fist became faster and faster, and the fist was actually wrapped in a thick layer of white mist. In the end, the ritual that imprisoned him was unable to withstand Lance's power.

"Kouya!" A loud shout broke through all the blockades, and the naked eye could see that countless white cracks appeared out of thin air in the space where Lance's fist touched, as if the punch directly smashed the space.

And these cracks continued to spread, and a clear sound like a broken mirror was heard in the air.

"Ka... ka ka... ka ka ka..."

There were only one or two sounds at first, but soon the dense crisp sounds repeated themselves in the air, and white cracks directly surrounded Lance. Finally, the scope of the space restricted by the strange secret technique was observed.

In the end, the props placed on the ceremony could be seen exploding into pieces, and Amanda, who was hit by the backlash, couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"ah!"

The hand holding the crystal ball subconsciously let go as if it was being burned by heat, and the crystal ball fell off the carpet.

But at this moment, she had no time to care about it, because the fist that broke the shackles of the ritual was coming towards her.

Swift! Powerful! With unparalleled power...

Amanda looked at the enlarging fist and didn't even care about the backlash. She froze and didn't dare to move. She even stopped breathing subconsciously.

She closed her eyes instinctively, and her heart stopped beating at this moment as if it was clenched tightly by big hands.

But the pain Amanda imagined did not come. After a moment, her eyelids trembled and she opened her eyes. The fist stopped in front of her, and even her own breath could feel the returning warmth.

"Why... why?" Amanda almost didn't know how to express herself.

"Why? You mean why I didn't hit you?"

Lance put down his fist. There was no anger or even more emotions on his face. He was still so calm, "Because I don't like to see blood, and Hamlet doesn't allow fighting."

Amanda said nothing and raised her head to meet his eyes. She seemed to feel that the man in front of her was playing with her.

Just like those hunters who like to watch their prey struggling to death...

"Don't believe it?" Lance laughed leisurely, "But I didn't hit you. This is reality."

It can be said that Amanda's behavior has always been within his expectations and the plot follows the script. As a director, he will naturally not have more emotions.

What's more, he wants to seek cooperation with the omen seekers behind Amanda. At this time, whether it is to injure or kill an elite omen seeker with some background is a very irrational behavior.

Lance's words were a huge shock to Amanda, but they were indeed true, but what could she say now?

"I lost, whatever you want."

Accepting defeat was her last act of stubbornness.

"Is it really casual?" Lance looked at her in surprise.

That naked look made Amanda feel seriously uncomfortable, and disgust naturally appeared on her face.

But what Lance said next made her dumbfounded.

"Give me this car."

Lance has been craving this stuff for a long time. Under certain circumstances, he and Tamara are almost hamsters.

Whenever I see something good, I want to take it into my own hands, no matter whether it is useful or not.

Not to mention that this car is too useful for him, if what limits the scope of the army's activities is logistics.

The use of space can do many things that cannot be done now. If this technology is in your own hands...

"No." Amanda shook her head and refused. She didn't expect this person to make such a request.

what is this?

"You said it yourself again, and your words don't count~" Lance came back from his fantasy and curled his lips slightly dissatisfied.

His attitude made Amanda anxious, "The car doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the organization. I can't decide."

"Then you just said this is your private place? It's not just your pretense~" Lance looked at her with a slight disdain. It turned out that it was a public rental house that he claimed to be his.

Amanda suppressed her anger, clenched her hands into fists and lowered her hands, even exerting too much force and trembling slightly, causing her body to shake.

She thought that she had been cultivating her character for many years and was indifferent to Tamara no matter how provocative she was and could even fight back gracefully. However, she simply could not calm down in front of this man.

ah! She is going crazy! I really want to reach out and punch him, as if to strangle him...

Urgent, urgent, she was anxious.

Lance was amused to see her irritable but did not dare to show it. She was pretending to be mature and steady in front of him, but she could not break her defense with just a few words.

"Don't worry, just bring me everything you need for the psychic ritual."

Lance had no intention of playing anymore and quickly settled the matter.

Amanda was naturally reluctant, but she had no choice but to watch Lance take the things away.

And what made her feel uneasy was that Lance actually knew everything needed for the ritual. It didn't take much to figure out that it must have been Tamara, the traitor, who told him.

But for Amanda there was another meaning that was even stronger.

That is to say, he didn't lie just now and pretended to be calm, but he really knew all along that the ritual he started to set up was not for channeling, so what he said at that time was actually a reminder to himself.

Amanda's breathing became rapid, and it was obvious that she missed the last chance and still chose to attack him.

As for being trapped, he had expected it. As for not interrupting in advance, it was probably because he was not worried at all because of his strong strength, or it didn't matter.

After getting the things, there was no need for Lance to stay here.

But before leaving, he turned back and said something to Amanda.

"You just asked me why I chose to believe Tamara?"

Lance spoke directly to a problem that even she wasn't aware of.

"Because you are so fake. The person standing in front of me doesn't look like a person at all, but a puppet specially trained to complete the task. You have no self at all.

Although Tamara is a bad person, at least she is more like a person than you are, a person with flesh and blood and thoughts of her own.

When I'm facing you, I don't know whether I'm talking to you or the person behind you. You are like a puppet being manipulated here, without any thought at all, and your opinions have no effect, so I You need to talk to the person behind you. "

Lance laughed as he said, "Do you know why I burst out laughing just now? Because that's when I saw the real you.

There is no pretense of maturity and stability, he is just a guy who can't bear the pressure and becomes irritable, restless, and even crazy.

But this is a living person, the real you~"

After speaking, Lance left here without any intention of talking nonsense to her, leaving Amanda alone and stunned...