The Riddler Get Out of Terra

A large number of golden-red eyes containing various emotions were suspended in the darkness, and the seductive and weird laughter lingered in the darkness. The two people with superhuman perception could even hear countless murmurs in the shadows:

"Ah la ah la, it's much better~"

"But~Kawaine~"

"Interesting, so interesting~"

"Sakota~ Sakota of Kazdaele~"

……

These voices that were very similar to the voices of the fallen angels laughed non-stop in the shadows, and their jeering or greedy voices were almost whispering like evil spirits. Fiametta stared at them, and she couldn't help but sweat dripping from her face.

What are these things...

Her scalp is numb.

However, Mostima quickly prepared herself mentally. She raised her right hand slightly and bombarded several more rounds of Origin Stone spells - but she was still swallowed up by the shadows, and those elegant and charming voices became even more unscrupulous:

"Yeah, yeah, it hurts~"

"What's her name? Ah~ Miss Liboli calls her Mostema

Here~"

"Kawaiikuoto~ Such a confident attitude is really interesting~"

……

What's the matter with them?

This time, Mastema also began to feel suspicious.

Even if it can block spell attacks, it won't be as weird as it is now, right? !

"You two don't have a good impression of me~ It's really sad~"

The red-clothed and black-haired fallen angel had a troubled smile on his face, his index finger pointed at his glossy red lips, and his brows were furrowed pitifully.

In short, sao wants to do it.

"In this case, I won't pretend to be a gentleman anymore!"

The shadow underground suddenly expanded, and the rapidly expanding darkness shrouded the ground. Even though Mostima and Fiametta quickly retreated, they were still captured by this layer of terrifying shadow.

"Hee hee hee~~"

"Hahahaha~~"

Pale slender hands stretched out in the darkness, firmly grasping the Rutlan duo's legs and feet touching the ground. Mostema's magic light bomb and Fiametta's explosive warhead flew to the ground almost at the same time. Amidst the explosion, These pale but beautiful arms were blown into pieces and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

But these minced meats, still stained with the pungent smell of Originium ammunition, were quickly swallowed up by the shadows, leaving not even a trace of taste behind. The arms born in the darkness became more and more slender and beautiful.

The moonlight-like color of Yingying's hands makes them more like works of art produced by Yan Kingdom's top jade than arms. Only the soft and sticky movements like dancing make these arms appear to be living flesh.

Fiametta's ammunition was limited, and even with the special etched warheads hidden on the belts of her clothes, she still couldn't fight for a long time without supplies, so she could only use spells that she was not good at to attack in coordination with Mostima, and from time to time, she would throw cold spells to the distance. The fallen angel in the center of the shadow barrier fired an etched bullet.

But these were of no use. The beautiful girl just watched the two struggling with an elegant smile. She even lifted up her skirt with all her strength, revealing her plump legs tightly covered by black garters, and shot at the man who shot at her regardless of the cost. Fiametta made a ladylike gesture.

Fiametta and Mostima's physical exertion suddenly increased sharply.

"Does her ability consume physical strength..."

Mostima asked in a low voice.

hum-

The two staffs behind her that gave her the ability to control time shook her head in refusal - this proved that Mostema's inference was completely wrong. The fallen angel with one long and one short ponytail in front of her was definitely not using this kind of ordinary Origin Stone spell. .

No, even whether it is an Origin Stone spell is a matter of debate.

Mostima has never seen an Origin Stone technique that can be used for such a long time!

Thinking of the ancient witchcraft that has been circulating and evolving in Sarkaz since ancient times, Mastema can only guess that this fallen angel who has abandoned the commandments has completely fallen to the Sarkaz people, so that he has been given such a powerful ability!

How could Sarkota be so self-deprecating and shameless!

The superb Sakaz spell of the person in front of him gave Mostima a toothache:

What kind of situation would it take for the Sakaz people, who are mortal enemies of the Sakta people and have had a blood feud for thousands of years, to be willing to accept a fallen angel?What kind of situation would it take to make the Laterans, who are still arrogant even if they fall into heaven, accept Kazdael's recruitment?

She didn't know, but she could guess from the two puddings on her chest that it would cost a lot!

What's more, considering those "converts" of Sakaz who have surrendered to other countries and hate Kazdael even more than the locals, Mostema couldn't help but start to estimate how much of a threat the enemy in front of him posed to Sakota. :

She will be proficient in the weapons of the Laterans, understand the characters of the Laterans, and use the empathy between the Sakota people to seduce the ignorant Sakota people into falling into heaven...

Normally she would never dare to think about such a situation!

Are there any benefits to doing this?

Even if she falls into heaven, Rutland is still willing to give Sakota some care. They will provide the fallen angel with nearly free guns and bullets. The messenger who accidentally meets the fallen angel will invite her to taste dessert, even if someone from the notary office does not want to The unflinching Federico, who revealed his name, could only be monitored at best.

They were just not welcomed into Lateran, but that didn't mean that Sakta had given up on the fallen angels - so why did the fallen Lateran turn to its thousand-year-old enemy Sakaz?

Mostima was puzzled.

But when Fiametta continued to fire until the third round, and even the etched bullets hidden in the hood were designed to be fired at any cost, Mostima knew that he could not delay any longer:

Fia's arms have begun to tremble, which is already a shame for her who has experienced the difficult training of the Gun Knights!

Her arms were trembling without strength, and Fia's sight had shifted from aiming at the head of the fallen angel in red to the space three meters around her.

But the boundless shadow provided too many materials. Before the explosive warhead could exert its power, the mysterious shadow stretched out a large number of pale arms and took away the gun bullets that Fiametta had worked hard to inspire, leaving only the silent shadow. Unmoved.

Fia can no longer continue fighting...

Glancing at Fiametta, who endured the pain of exhaustion and took out the hidden warhead from the belt of her clothes, Mostima shook his head.

For the first time, she completely removed the scepter from behind, holding one in each hand with one hand, and the surging and unruly power flowed from the scepter.

The awakening, violent, and crazy whispers in every inch of the material sang in Mostema's ears. Time seemed to become power, and every minute and every second had a completely different meaning.

But this is not enough.

Mostima looked at the Shadow Realm, which had not slowed down its absorption speed at all - this black magic realm was still expanding. It was nonsense to take Feia away from here. The only thing he could do at the moment was to defeat this powerful man instantly. The outrageous fallen angel lady!

and so……

Mastima's pupils shrank, and the vast thing invisible to the naked eye broke away from the scepter. The phantom of nothingness floated behind Mastima. In a burst of gear friction, Mastima was taken away from the world by it!

She rarely activated the highest level of time stop, moving her body step by step towards the stationary Miss Fallen Angel. Feia's violent warhead was still suspended in the air, but Mastima had already passed the prepared shadow guard. Membrane came to the fallen man in silence.

She is indeed a beauty.

Looking at this young lady's milky white cheeks, even Mostima was amazed by her charming and charming temperament - her figure is obviously still just that of a girl, but her face and soul are not as mature as Rat's at this age. Lan people.

Mastima, who has entered time, can already see the age of stagnant things. The enemy lady with heterochromatic pupils has an age that should not be young, so that Mastima has to guess that she was adopted and brainwashed by Sakaz. Beauty Assassin.

But none of that makes sense now.

Mastema straightened his staff and pointed the tip at the fallen angel:

The other party's pitiful face still had a graceful and graceful smile on it, and he knew nothing about the future that was about to be severely injured or even lead to death.

So……

!

The blue-haired fallen angel's eyes widened, and he looked at the other party's slightly trembling fingers holding up her skirt in shock - is this? !

impossible!

Chapter 55 Emperor Keke

How could she move here? !

Mostima made a small jump to distance himself, and before his toes touched the ground, he pointed the tip of his staff at the red-clothed and black-haired fallen angel, and the huge magic light ball was ready to go.

She carefully observed every movement of the other party, especially those delicate white and translucent little hands, trying to find out the pattern of the movements of these soft hands in the pause of time.

In a world where gears are intertwined, the elegant and generous smile of the red-clothed fallen angel froze on her face. Instead of the usual charming and charming color, she looked like a beautiful doll whose craftsmanship continued to break through and finally approached human beings. Every time Every part of the skin has a delicate luster that Mostima cannot ignore.

So that the delicate lips look soft and cute, making people want to kiss her.

But...she moved...

Mostima barely recovered from her indulging in beauty, shook her head, and paid more careful attention to the enemy who had followed her and Fiametta to perform Originium skills since this morning:

Her arms are empty from the fingertips as tender as jade to the thin shoulders that are as curved as a crescent moon. At most, there are decorative gauze gloves on the forearms, which are tightened into the shape of petals at the wrists. Mostema could clearly see through the gauze that there was no ballast left anywhere except for the vaguely flesh-colored beautiful arms.

Then why can she move here?

Mostima was puzzled. She could only continue to observe the girl in front of her, but found that at some point, the arm that was shaking repeatedly had stopped moving.

when?

Mostima was worried.

She carefully walked over some more...

whoosh-

Mostima jumped away a little more and stared at the girl's hand - just now, when she was about to get closer, the fallen angel's fingers trembled!

She subconsciously fired a magic light bullet, but found that it was inexplicably deflected and shot into the shadow before it hit her opponent——

Trouble.

Mostema took a deep breath, feeling deeply distressed.

She recognized what it was:

Spell deflection position is an operation that only top bosses in Sarkaz dare to perform. It is famous for its excessive consumption and amazing effect. The duration and deflection effect are based on the spell abilities of different people. It is a top-notch micro-operation that only real bosses dare to perform. , there is no difference between ordinary Sakaz’s use and its ineffectiveness.

What deal did this guy make with Sakaz?

Mostima fired a few more light bulbs, and even launched the most powerful spell that could be used in the time-pause field, but it was bounced away by the deflection field as usual.

In the time-stop field that Mastima is not yet proficient in, a weak barrier can't confer an indestructible defense, let alone the extremely powerful deflection field?

Mostima's heart dropped, and she realized that this was the biggest enemy she had encountered since she obtained the scepter:

In the past, all enemies would have been wary of Fiametta's Explosive Warhead and her Spell Boom, but opponents only noticed Mostema's wonderful slow ability:

So much so that he received Mostema's full spell attack in the time-stop field without even taking any protection, and lost his life inexplicably.

No one would be as cautious as Ms. Fallen Angel. She was so far away from the Rutland team that she could place more than a dozen dessert carts from the Rutland Food Court and even placed Originium stones all over her body to deflect her stance.

Now that magic has become a joke... what about this one? !

The blue-haired fallen angel had no choice but to reach back and take out a mysterious black and white long blunderbuss.

With patterns and dark red blood stains, Mostima's eyes dimmed for a moment.

But she quickly adjusted her body and mind, quickly refilled the ammunition, and used her own unique Source Stone spell as a password to open the equipment lock inside the long gun. At this moment, the halo on Mostima's head shone brightly, and a bullet in the Rat The astonishingly expensive special warhead rushed out of the gun's muzzle!

The silent time realm is still silent, but the bright red penetrating warhead has torn apart the Originium deflection position - the Originium skill attached to the warhead has indeed been deflected, but the accelerated core will not be stopped by this realm!

Let me see if you can move...

Mostema nervously stared at the etched warhead that was advancing straight in the time-stop field and aimed at the opponent's heart. Her excellent dynamic vision and the high-speed reaction brought by the time messenger allowed her to catch the bullets at astonishing speed after leaving the muzzle!

However, as it got closer to the man, the bullet became slower and slower. When it was thirty centimeters away from the soft chest of the fallen angel, the bright red bursting warhead actually stopped like a precious stone.

How can this be? !

Mostima fired another round, hitting the opponent's head, lungs, lower abdomen, and legs with five consecutive bullets, only to find that they were firmly stopped thirty centimeters before hitting.

"Energy-absorbing stance?!"

Mostima finally discovered the problem and slapped him on the head almost helplessly:

Should I be so cautious?Deflecting the field to set up the energy-absorbing stance, are you rehearsing the attack on Rutland City in advance or are you worried that there is an ambush by the Papal Knights in the wilderness right now? !

The helpless Mostima felt his body that had begun to ache and the oppression of the invisible beast that stopped time, and finally chose to come closer:

Neither spells nor etched warheads work, so physical attacks should have an effect, right?

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What would the world be like in a realm where time stopped?

Jo Lun never thought.

In the theories occasionally seen on earth, time is by no means a smooth and straightforward existence - light cones, black holes, light speed fields, and the distorted thinking plane of high-quality objects all imply that time only exists in In front of the weak man is the towering goddess.

Facing the huge black hole star, she was willing to take down all defenses and show him clearly the entire end of the universe that she had been guarding tightly.