Two-dimensional Perfect Creature

　　Finally, when she landed again, a few poisonous snake-like vines appeared under her feet, quietly ambushing there.

　　It was too late to find out.

　　A few flexible branches instantly wrapped around the girl's ankles.

　　Seeing that the enemy was about to be subdued, the magician in the distance flashed joy in his eyes, but in the next second, his brows slightly wrinkled again.

　　The girl just leaned over and avoided the attack of several vines above her head.

　　The moment she bent down, the sharp dagger she held in her hand slashed ruthlessly towards the vines wrapped around her ankles.

　　When he was freed from the bondage, he immediately rolled on the spot, dodging several other sneak attacking vines.

　　Then he jumped up and rushed towards the bamboo that was a few meters away.

　　Although this set of movements is not very beautiful, it is better than being quick, agile, and coherent, showing her profound fighting background and her agility to adapt to changes.

　　".Humph!"

　　With a heavy snort, Blaise quickly controlled a dozen vines to chase up.

　　Soon, they circled around the enemy again.

　　Under the precise control of the magician, those slender vines lifted up like whips and slammed the bodies of the two rituals.

　　The girl was in the air at this time, and had nowhere to use her power. She could only try to swing the dagger in her hand. .

　　More than a dozen whip shadows swept across the void, making a rapid and sharp sound of breaking through the void, and kept hitting the back and ankles that were defending the void in the two rituals.

　　A burst of severe pain quickly spread through the nerve end, the girl frowned slightly, groaned softly, and could no longer maintain her balance, falling from the sky like a broken kite.

　　Immediately afterwards, she felt that her body was instantly bound by countless snakes like algae, almost wrapping it into a zongzi.

　　The dagger in his hand also rolled some branches into the distance.

　　The two ceremonies in this state are completely impossible to move or counterattack.

　　......

　　Sorry for being a little late.

Chapter 148

　　When it was determined that the enemy in the distance was almost unable to move a finger, Blaise laughed a few times and walked over quickly.

　　"For all life, life is extremely complex because it is always full of unpredictable novelties and surprises..."

　　Looking at the girl who was wrapped in vines and turned into dumplings, the magician spoke contemptuously, mocking:

　　"Do you think so, kind girl?"

　　In fact, he is still brooding over what happened before.

　　When they met, he proudly made a declaration that he wanted the enemy to see the glory of the surname Archibald and the elegant fighting style of the magician that was different from the "barbarians".

　　As a result, after the battle was over, the ten-year-old enemy was only slightly tired, but the middle-aged uncle himself had an arm broken, and his body was covered in blood stains, and his expression was embarrassed.

　　In addition, this time, to put it bluntly, it was entirely by the little girl's soft heart that he could find a chance at the end and win the victory with difficulty.

　　Comparing the two, there is simply no elegance and glory at all.

　　Shaking his head and throwing away the distracting thoughts in his head, Blaise tried his best to show a relaxed attitude that a winner should have. He looked at the enemy with great interest, raised his only left hand, and pointed at her, as if curious. Seems like a random question:

　　"Maybe your life will shine because of this kindness, but at this moment, because of this kindness, you are in a dangerous predicament, and you will lose your life if you are not careful..."

　　"So now you, will you regret it in your heart?"

　　The two ceremonies were hung in the air by countless flexible vines, and the hands and feet were firmly restrained and completely unable to move.

　　After sensing her current situation, she closed her eyes and stopped struggling.

　　The pretty little face had a light expression, ignoring Blaise's inquiry.

　　The girl's temperament is inherently indifferent, and it is impossible to communicate with the stranger 683.

　　As for showing mercy to the enemy, she still has no regrets until now.

　　The reason why Blaise was spared just now was not just because she had never killed anyone, and her emotions such as soft-hearted or pity were at play. The girl just remembered her grandfather's dying words and abide by the bottom line of being a human being.

　　The reason for this is also for her own good.

　　Since birth, the huge killing intent that has been quietly sunk in the bottom of my heart is a "demon" that must be taken seriously.

　　Maybe just a small trigger.

　　For example, after personally depriving a certain life and tasting the pleasure of killing...

　　The girl's whole person will become out of control, and driven by the desire to destroy, she will turn into a "murderer" like her grandfather.

　　Even if Ori had sensed it today, the strong killing intent seemed to have disappeared.

　　But whether it disappeared, or entered a deeper part of the soul, who could have predicted such a thing.

　　For a person who appeared out of nowhere, for a person who had no hatred with him, he broke his original peaceful life, let his life go to another trajectory, and became a "murderer" who could no longer restrain his urge to kill. Destroying everywhere like beasts...

　　That's not worth it at all.

　　Unless there is an enemy that makes the girl hate it to the extreme.

　　For example, in the original book, Rio Shirakawa, the guy lied that he killed Kanya Kuroto, which led to the rampage of the two rituals that showed mercy everywhere in front of him, and he was cut into eight pieces in an instant.

　　With the silence of the two ceremonies, the bamboo forest also fell into silence.

　　The magician opposite did not seem to be in a hurry to start immediately. He stood on the ground and circled around the girl in midair. He frowned for a moment, and then asked aloud:

　　"I'm very curious, how did you get rid of the two powerful hint magics that I used (bcab) one after another before? Is it the credit of those magic eyes?"

　　While talking to himself, he quickly overturned his guess:

　　"No... It shouldn't be the ability of the mutant eye. You still haven't been able to get rid of my blindness until now, which is a very remarkable example!"

　　Now that the overall situation has been settled, the magician's desire for research has surged up again, and he wants to find out the reason for his two consecutive defeats.

　　Otherwise, if you encounter other enemies in the future, you may fail again.

　　In that case, there would be no luck today.

　　Regarding the doubts in the enemy's heart, the girl still chose to keep her mouth shut and did not give any answer.

　　In fact, if it wasn't for her being special, there were other personalities in her body, and that implied magic, she couldn't get rid of it at all.

　　Just as Blaise had judged before, the two rituals as minors are only ten years old now, and their mental development is completely behind that of adults.

　　The first hint of magic, the moment she was hypnotized, she had raised a dangerous warning sign and noticed that something was wrong.

　　The battle is not over!

　　The intuition in her heart kept reminding her of all kinds of weirdness.

　　However, when the girl wanted to get rid of the hypnotic instructions, she found that she could hardly do it if she only relied on her own will and spirit.

　　Anxious, she had an idea and transferred the magic effect to another personality "Wei" in her body, so as to avoid the danger of being deeply hypnotized by the enemy.

　　After that, based on the performance of her internal organs, she quickly pretended to put down her resistance, waited quietly for the enemy to take the bait, and took the opportunity to cut off one of Blaise's arms.

　　As for the second polarized light hinting magic, it is equivalent to illusion.

　　And the girl who holds the magic eye of direct death, connected to the root cause, and can see the dead end of all things, naturally cannot be disturbed by illusion.

　　"Don't you want to answer, or are you disdainful to talk to me?"

　　Blaise waited quietly for a while, seeing the two ceremonies still with a faint expression, as if he didn't care about his own life and death, he couldn't help but have a headache, thought for a moment, and finally decided to put the precious pair of mutant demons first. Eyes gouged out.

　　After all, this is an unfamiliar city. If you don't get the spoils in a hurry, it is very likely that something will happen.

　　As for the question of his own magic flaws, he can continue to ask after a while.

　　Thinking of this, he quickly looked around, found the small bottle that fell on the ground, took out a scalpel again, and then came to the two rituals, controlled the vines with his mind, and let the petite figure hang in the air, Slowly lower to the ground.

　　During this process, the girl still closed her eyes tightly and looked indifferent, as if she had already accepted her fate.

　　The magician shook his wrist.

　　The scalpel held in the palm of the hand, under the reflection of the setting sun, occasionally reflected bright flashes, looking extremely sharp.

　　"Open your eyes!" he commanded calmly.

　　After waiting quietly for a few seconds, he didn't care too much when he saw that the girl refused to cooperate, and continued to speak with a smile:

　　"You seem to have wondered why I would trouble a little girl like you who I never knew?"

　　After asking himself, while stepping forward, Blaise explained softly:

　　"Just because of the mutant eye you have now!"

　　"These rare eyes, born on an ordinary person like you, are simply a great waste."

　　His tone became joyful, with deep expectations and excitement:

　　"And if it is obtained by me as a magician, I will definitely be able to research very interesting things through it... So, you are obliged to let it out!"

　　As these words fell, Blaise held the hand of the knife and slowly handed it to the front of the two ceremonies.

　　The girl still closed her eyes quietly, but the trembling dark eyelashes were telling her inner tension.

　　Because this time, there is really nothing that can be done.

　　Are you going to have your eyes gouged out?

　　and then?

　　What will the guy who calls himself "Magician" do with himself?

　　No doubt, it must be killed.

　　As long as she thought of dying, she would fall into the eternal dark abyss that she had dreamed of, and she couldn't help but feel a panic in her heart.

　　My mind began to subconsciously recall the past.

　　A lot of pictures, familiar or unfamiliar, flow through my heart like a turbulent torrent.

　　A girl who basically never cared about others, most of the long memories of the past ten years are only her lonely figure.

　　The scene of learning all kinds of knowledge by oneself, the picture of practicing kendo hard, and the posture of looking up at the sky in the occasional leisure time, and the confused pace of walking through the streets of Guanbuzi City alone in the deep night.