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"Okay, you go out."
In the distance, in the center of the palace, a figure said.
Her face was covered with an illusion makeup that refracted the view like the edges of broken glass, making it impossible to see her true appearance. The more one looked directly at her face, the more dizzy one would feel.
Her neck was covered with scarlet cracks like tattoos, and lava-like magical veins flowed downwards, burning her skin.
"..."
Barton was about to say something when a cold magical power quietly spread. The woman in the distance exuded a terrifying murderous aura, like a demon from hell.
As soon as she looked over, Barton, who was about to speak, fell silent under such pressure, not wanting to disturb the boss who seemed to be in a bad mood today.
He signaled Professor Landry with his eyes to be careful, and quickly walked out of the underground palace space. The magic-forbidden steel immediately closed with a roar.
In the underground space.
As if she had noticed something strange about the visitor, the woman slowly turned her head. Her reddish-brown eyes were like two bottomless pools of stagnant water, revealing a heart-pounding chill.
The moment their eyes met, the cat owner, who was separated by a space in the shadow, felt that his soul was being sucked into the reddish-brown abyss, unable to escape.
It felt that its consciousness was rapidly collapsing, and boundless fear was following it like a shadow, almost swallowing it up completely.
The cat boss endured the dizziness of falling into the abyss, held on to his claws tightly, and tried to maintain the last bit of clarity.
At the same time, Lanqi, who was standing opposite the woman, looked calm and was not shaken by this terrifying aura at all.
"There are only two of us left..."
The figure raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a creepy smile.
Even her magic voice has a mental effect, making people drowsy.
"I……"
Lanqi was about to speak.
The next second, a crimson flame suddenly rose up from under her feet, like the sharp claws of an ancient demon, dancing wildly in the air.
The Hand of Hell whizzed out at an incredible speed, engulfing Lanqi's figure in the blink of an eye and holding it tightly.
"Don't hit, don't hit!"
Lanqi's body was surrounded by a wind barrier with no special effects. Isolation from the strong wind and the light, the flames did not hurt him.
"Immunity field?"
The silver-haired woman muttered to herself in confusion.
She had thought that Professor Landry's sixth-level strength might be an act, but she had never thought that this guy could actually trigger an eighth-level defensive spell and hide it as a sixth-level one.
It’s indeed a big fish.
Accordingly, she also determined the level of her opponent.
On the surface, it looks like a sixth-level power, but it has a unique way of reaching the seventh-level strength, and can use more powerful moves from time to time.
The magical fluctuations she had sensed before were already far beyond the sixth level.
But there seem to be many restrictions on its body, and its magic output is restricted. There must be a limit!
Frost fog suddenly swept in, centered on the silver-haired woman, and howled and raged in the underground space.
Her figure instantly turned into a pitch-black afterimage, and she rushed towards Lanqi at a speed that was unattainable for ordinary people. There was a harsh sound of wind in the air, and the next second she almost strangled Lanqi's neck.
Although the strength of her magic was suffocating, she obviously felt that this opponent did not necessarily require her to use magic.
Even if it is a contest of strength, it is enough to rip off the opponent's head and splatter blood on the spot.
At the critical moment, Lanqi remained calm.
A barrier woven by mental power formed in front of him, directly meeting the attack of the silver-haired woman.
The two forces collided violently in mid-air, bursting out invisible sparks of magic.
To the silver-haired woman's surprise, Landry's mental barrier perfectly offset her attack and launched a counterattack. The two of them were deadlocked in place, neither of them giving in.
"Your mental magic is too weak!"
The silver-haired woman sneered. Using mental magic in front of her was undoubtedly a small matter.
In a flash, she used a similar inverse operation principle to break down the mental barriers layer by layer and fought back with mental magic.
"Am I weak?"
When Talia in Lanqi's consciousness heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by annoyance.
This guy seemed to be humiliating her. He liked to use the means he was least good at to crack his opponent's best means. This kind of arrogant guy annoyed her the most.
Even when she encountered a tough opponent, Lanqi still told her not to treat the opponent as a mortal enemy, but just to find a way to make the opponent calm down. However, this was a matter of dignity, and Talia was unwilling to give in.
"Wait, can we talk for a minute?"
Lanqi felt like he had met a crazy woman.
This guy doesn't listen at all.
Just like an angry Talia!
"I don't care who you are. As long as I can make you my slave, it will be more useful than anything else!"
Before she finished her words, a ground-shaking magical power surged around the silver-haired woman, dyeing the entire space dark, and countless bottomless cracks spread out like a spider web.
Then, black cursed flames gushed out from the ground. The silver-haired woman controlled these strange black flames to wreak havoc around Lanqi, like an evil ghost demanding his life, wanting to burn him completely to ashes.
……
On the ground at the same time.
Even Elsa and Ursula, who were in the office on the upper floor of Hassel Building, stood up and felt the hair on their bodies stand up.
This terrifying fluctuation of magical power was like two eighth-level masters fighting right below them!
Even though they were isolated by countless layers of prohibitions, the sense of danger could still penetrate to them.
The mafia gangs downstairs also went into alert mode.
"Boss, are you taking action?"
They felt the earth shaking with astonishment.
Hundreds of meters underground in this river port building.
"Meow meow!"
The cat boss was holding his head in the shadow.
It felt like Lanqi shouldn't have come in.
If it continues to fight, it feels that it has no chance of winning.
This silver-haired woman is too terrifying, at least stronger than Perlman, and it is impossible to fight against her just by relying on the possession state.
Talia's entity quickly solidified in front of Ranci, blocking the attack for him and about to release her own ultimate move.
"Curse magic?"
The silver-haired woman sneered, her psychedelic voice full of disdain.
The two people's movements became increasingly mirrored, and even their magic began to resonate and interweave.
Orange feathers of light floated in the silver-white palace, and a fairy-like girl among flowers had landed in mid-air.
Just when their magic power reached its peak and was about to break out into a head-on collision.
"what?"
Two voices speaking in unison.
The magic power close to the realm of gods slowly stagnated from its condensed state, until it dissipated with a little hesitation.
The silver-haired woman seemed to be trying to determine whether this was an illusion.
If this was an illusion, the only thing she could think of was probably [Falling in Tenderness].
But in the land of falling gentleness, the victims will not easily doubt that this is the land of falling gentleness. There is a contradiction in the logic.
That powerful magic, beautiful face, and dignified temperament.
And that aura, different from before, carries the pressure of a demon lord.
no doubt.
She has only one identity.
"elder sister……?"
The silver-haired woman stared at the figure with her eyes wide open in disbelief, tears gradually filling her eyes.
Her murderous eyes froze, and no one knew what she was thinking.
After an unknown number of seconds, she opened her mouth slightly but did not dare to utter a complete sentence.
From the moment her pupils began to reflect the figure of the gray-haired witch, she could no longer take her eyes off Talia's face.
"I, I don't, I don't want to hurt you..."
The murderous intent that the silver-haired woman had been accumulating before was completely gone, and she spoke in a tone of anxiety and fear.
Even though I haven’t seen this woman with gray hair and golden eyes for a hundred years and my memory has faded, I will never forget the closest appearance of her in the world!
Although she didn't understand why her proud sister had become like this and had her soul engraved in a human being, she firmly believed that this was her sister.
The hostility she had when she looked at Lanqi had turned into gratitude and closeness, as if she had seen a family member.
Talia was also confused. She subconsciously tugged at the corner of Lanqi's clothes, as if asking him what was going on. However, Lanqi just spread his hands and smiled, as if asking her to confirm it herself.
He relaxed and deliberately acted as if it had nothing to do with him, probably telling Talia: It seems that I have completed the commission you put forward to me when making the Shadow Weaving Record of Kaliela, and now it is up to you to confirm it.
"Ifatia?"
Talia couldn't see the silver-haired woman's face, nor could she hear her real voice, but when she attacked without reservation, the familiar magic and moves were exactly the same as her own.
She could only call out the name tentatively.
"it's me."
The silver-haired woman stopped using the magic sound, and the illusion on her face shattered like a prism, removing her disguise to reveal her true face.