miss mist go with the flow

This time, Sirin's brows twitched, are all black magicians so arrogant now?

Can "no more shooting at you" become a negotiation condition?

Where did this group of rats crossing the street shouting and beating come from?

No one really thinks that a gem-level destruction warlock is very powerful, right?

Even she didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of tone that was so conceited and superficial that it couldn't be called a discussion, let alone someone as proud as Lolda.

Things were exactly as Sirin expected. After patiently listening to Liszt's words, Lolda directly showed a "contemptuous" smile and said:

"Whether it's negotiating a deal with Linquan Winery, or stepping into the ruins of the ancient city, you are not qualified!"

"Your Excellency Lolda, your words hurt people."

Liszt shook his head, pulled up his sleeve, revealing a bright red brand on his wrist, with a light tap of his finger, the violent magic power immediately dissipated and turned into a tornado-like hurricane, surrounding him.

"This body does not have magical talent, but it does not mean that I cannot cast spells." Liszt smiled confidently, "Actually, I have always been curious about whether the real background of Linquan Winery surpasses the Black Magic Association. You seem Better at commercial means than pure force."

Amy clenched Sirin's palm tightly, here it comes, the classic line of the miscellaneous fish monster is here!

She just saw that when Liszt rolled up his sleeves, Nonis, Sirin and Rosa all wanted to do something, but they were stopped by Lolda's eyes.

The silver-haired owner of the winery is going to show Linquan Winery's means of force today!

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ps: Happy New Year to everyone~~

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So, what about the Chinese New Year red envelopes?

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 82 Level Gap

"This guy's method is quite interesting."

Sirin leaned close to Amy's ear and explained, "The body he plundered did not have any magic power talent, but he made an external magic power container and stored the body's magic power in it for backup."

"Before the seal of the magic container is released, his physical body is no different from that of an ordinary person, which is convenient for hiding his identity; after the restriction is released, he can return to his peak state for a short time, possessing impressive fighting ability."

Amy rubbed her hands together to watch the show, and Sirin’s explanation didn’t explain a little bit. This method is more convenient for warlocks, because most of their spells only need “casting materials” and “magic power”. It is necessary to construct the spell model like a magician.

Facing Liszt's wild words and the magical storm surrounding him, Lolda's reaction was quite calm.

She just changed her posture, stood sideways, and at the same time shook her wrist, a spear suddenly "growth" out of her hand.

This gun is silver-gray all over, but the opening of the gun blade is plated with a layer of golden yellow. It is more than three meters long and full of metal texture. Standing with the gun, Lolda looks even more gallant and heroic.

"If you have any means, use it now, I will give you this chance."

Lolda was already tall, but with the pair of boots and her own momentum, she was able to look down on Liszt.

"You are really as arrogant as me, then I will not be polite!"

Liszt's mouth formed a sinister smile, he stretched out his hand, and stomped hard, causing many changes in the tavern.

The tables, chairs, and benches changed positions by themselves, the bar was dismantled and spread out, the chandelier fell, and the candles were scattered all over the place.

Under the influence of the magic storm, these seemingly ordinary objects moved quickly, and gradually formed a huge and three-dimensional magic circle with the second-floor tavern as the carrier.

The core of the magic circle was Liszt standing quietly in the center of the tavern. He took out a short dagger, cut the magic mark on his hand, dripped blood, and poured it into the magic circle.

There was a faint roar of magic power, and a crack in the shape of a vertical eye appeared and expanded above Liszt's head.

Seeing this, Nonis said to Rosa: "Ms. Rosa, please help me to transfer these people out."

"No problem." Rosa complied.

The two acted quickly, opened the side door of the tavern, and threw the unconscious drinkers out like throwing objects.

On the street outside the tavern, a group of Tsing Yi deacons had arrived at some time, while evacuating the surrounding people, they moved the unconscious drinkers to a further place.

Amy stretched her head and took a look, tugged at Sirin's sleeve, and complained in a low voice: "Is it necessary to make such trouble?"

Sirin shrugged, and exhaled by the elf's ear: "This is the leeway and confidence of a strong person. Even if the enemy tries their best, she can handle it with ease."

"To put it bluntly, Lolda didn't take that black mage seriously at all."

"Speak as you speak, don't blow into my ears!" Amy bumped Sirin's arm, frowned and said, "How many times have I told you!"

Sirin nodded with a smile, leaned against Amy's elbow, and whispered, "Sorry, I will definitely pay attention next time~"

When the calm and waiting Lolda caught a glimpse of the intimate interaction between the two, she frowned imperceptibly, and her fingers holding the spear used a little more force, leaving shallow fingerprints on the metal gun barrel.

On the other side, the crack in the vertical eye above Liszt's head grew bigger and bigger, forming a deep purple crack. A terrifying and tyrannical aura came out from the other side of the vertical eye, as if hiding some world-destructive beast.

This breath disgusted Amy, she narrowed her eyes and opened the [Eye of Conviction].

Liszt's body was entangled with countless black lines, which represented his irrefutable and irrefutable sins, and the other end of the vertical eye slit turned into pure black, and the lines could no longer be distinguished.

Amy rolled her eyes, peeking at Nonis and Lolda.

To her surprise, there were not many lines of sin on these two immortals, even worse than Sirin standing beside her.

Gee.

Amy turned off the [Eye of Conviction], which consumes a lot of mana, and secretly marveled. It seems that these two old friends of the Holy Moon Spirit are probably the ruthless characters of the "pure and good" camp. He has never done a few things judged by fate to be sinful.

Unlike the original owner of this body, it is so black that it is almost impossible to see the original color clearly.

During this period, the crack in the vertical eye expanded into an oval shape, and the expression on Liszt's face became more and more crazy.

The indulgence of the owner of the winery made Liszt choose his strongest move. Now that the summoning circle has been completed, although the terrifying creature on the other side of the crack cannot see the whole picture, its fingers and claws have revealed great power.

"Your Excellency Lolda, and you vassals, you will pay for your arrogance!"

Liszt raised his arms, shouted loudly, and recited the last mantra frantically:

"Using the souls and flesh of all living creatures as sacrifices, call upon the ancient lord of the Eternal Darkness Gap to clear away all obstacles for me! Come—"

hiss!

Amy took a deep breath, good guy, this black magician has gone crazy, can he even be used as a sacrifice?

Sirin frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's a bit troublesome. This guy seems to be summoning a certain giant monster in the crack space. It sounds like a famous one, not a simple character."

Amy asked softly, "Can you fight?"

She is not the Holy Moon Spirit she used to be. She dared to stand so close to watch the battle because she has confidence in Sirin, knowing that Miss Swordsman can protect her safety. If Sirin can't handle it, she has to stay away.

"If I were in that troll's territory, I'm afraid I wouldn't be the opponent now." Sirin hugged Amy's arm tightly, comforting her: "But the troll's body is not enough to pass through such a small summoning circle. Some limbs launch one or two attacks, and they are also suppressed by the rules of the world, and I can still handle it."

"However, this guy named Liszt dares to be so rampant, and he still has some skills. The giant monster's blow, I'm afraid it can be compared to the full-scale attack of the first-level legend. He has the capital to overcome the enemy!"

As soon as Sirin finished speaking, a strange hand with fleshy bumps and three claws like knives suddenly rushed out from the oval-shaped magic circle, grabbing at Lolda.

Just a hand stretched out, and a black wind rolled up, shaking the whole tavern.

Amy's eyes are very keen to capture invisible energy. She noticed that on the edge of the strange hand, there were many black and fine traces in the space, as if it could not bear the existence of the strange hand.

"Be careful."

Xilin hugged Amy and retreated to the door, drew her sword and swung it in front of her. A gust of wind gathered in front of her, forming a solid barrier to cut off the subsequent coercion, which relieved Amy a lot.

The return wind barrier did not affect Amy's observation of the battle situation. When the ugly giant hand rushed in front of her, Lolda did not dodge or dodge, stepped and twisted her waist, and stabbed forward with her spear.

The sharp sound trembled, and the long spear poked out the sound of an explosion, piercing the thick-skinned giant hand as if entering no one's land.

The expression on Lolda's face was stern with a trace of contempt. After stopping the giant hand's attack, she twisted the spear, and the giant hand flipped over. The lumpy muscle at the entrance of the teleportation array was twisted like a spinning rag It deformed tightly, and screams of pain came from the other side of the crack.

Lolda maintained a piercing posture, looking down at Liszt, with an even more disdainful expression on his face:

"That's it?"

Song of the Traveler: Chapter 83 Amuse-bouche

"how can that be!"

Liszt had a stunned expression on his bearded face. He stretched out one hand, as if he wanted to appease the pain of the troll from the air, and also seemed to express his resistance to the cruel reality.

His bottom-of-the-box lore spell, which took half a minute to summon the monster from another world, was hit hard by someone.

The spear was as slender as a toothpick in front of the troll's fist, but it was such a weapon that the troll's arm was completely embedded, not to mention that it couldn't be retracted, and even the arm was almost twisted with the twist of the spear.

The emotion of fear almost destroyed Liszt's mind. He roared: "There is no such thing as you in the list of legendary professionals! What the hell are you, and why are you so strong?"

Liszt knew that Linquan Winery was rich and supported many high-level professionals as thugs, but among the people who showed up this time, there were no such thugs at all.

He had investigated some information, so he dared to be so arrogant, ready to use all his strength to beat the proud owner of the winery.

Who would have expected that she would have such strength?

"My identity? You don't need to know, you only need to understand one thing, your actions have brought an enemy you can't afford to the organization behind you."

After Lolda's words fell, she suddenly withdrew the long spear stuck in the giant's hand, and stabbed hard again.

This thrust was even more powerful. There seemed to be wind and thunder surging on the blade of the gun, and the lightning exploded. It unexpectedly passed the entrance of the summoning circle unreasonably, and stabbed the hideous monster's body!

"A dilapidated organization like your Black Magic Association deserves to talk to me about the background?"

The screams of the troll stopped abruptly.

Lolda spat out the cruel words that had been held back for a few minutes, retracted the spear again, flicked it lightly, and a cloud of dark red blood fell on Liszt.

The blood seemed to be corrosive, and Liszt's clothes were burned with several large holes, and his skin was also burned.

He himself stood there blankly, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.

The oval-shaped transmission channel was closed, and there was no magic power available beside Liszt.

Just now, he perceived something that was enough to destroy his cognition.

The monster from another world that he finally contracted with has fallen!

The soul he pinned on the giant monster, his hope of being promoted to a legend, were all shattered by that spear.

Through the summoning circle, to kill the legendary monster in another world, how can someone do this kind of thing?

There was chaos in his mind, and a thought flashed through him suddenly, and he asked quickly: "Have you absorbed the remaining civilization fruits of the ancient city under your feet? Or are you the one who destroyed the ancient city?!"

Give this guy a hundred brains, but he can't imagine that Lolda is not the successor of the ancient city civilization, but one of the founders.

Lolda was amused by the black magician's crazy "hungry for knowledge", "You are dying, and you are still thinking about the power that does not belong to you?"

She moved the spear and patted it lightly, and it landed on top of Liszt's head. There were bloodstains on the black mage's cheeks, and his body fell limply to the ground, and soon stopped breathing.

Lolda had already exposed her strength, and she didn't bother to hide anything. She took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, opened the bottle cap and tapped lightly.

A phantom of the soul floated out of the tavern owner, and was sucked into the bottle and sealed.

Sirin rubbed her fingers. If Lolda had shown this ability earlier, she wouldn't have to be so careful when she was caught alive.

With the means to search for souls, why are you afraid of committing suicide?

Lolda put away the porcelain bottle, glanced at the Black Rose Tavern, and hummed softly.

"This kind of small role is really not worth our efforts. Go back, and Nonis will take care of the follow-up matters."

After finishing speaking, she turned her wrist, and the spear disappeared, and walked out of the tavern without looking back.

Amy and Sirin looked at each other and silently followed behind Lolda, while Nonis smiled and waved her hand, temporarily saying goodbye to them.

The battle just now was simple and clear, without extra cutscenes, but it was enough to prove Lolda's strength.

The old friends of the Holy Moon Spirit are indeed ruthless characters, and they have the capital to pretend to be x. They seem arrogant, but in fact the situation is completely under their control, and it is impossible to overturn at all.

What Sirin said was right, a dilapidated organization like the Black Magic Association really couldn't get on the stage, it could only be regarded as a small episode in their itinerary.

The three of them returned to the main house of the winery, and Lolda went to the bedroom, and when she came out, she changed into a loose dress,

She is tall and slender, and there is a lot of flesh in the plump place. Even in a slightly loose dress, she can still wear a protruding figure.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the hot spring according to the previously established procedure." Lolda said calmly.

She didn't notice that the end of her voice trembled a little, revealing her uneasy mood.

Sirin noticed that Lolda had finally changed out of the scary-looking high-heeled boots and wore a pair of translucent slippers.

Walking on tiptoe for a long time, Lolda's feet have not undergone obvious deformation. The toes are distinct and round and cute.

"Okay~" Amy said with a smile, "I'm still looking forward to the hot spring here."

She likes the feeling of soaking her body in hot water. She feels refreshed and relaxed. Whether it is writing or sleeping, she will feel much more relaxed.