Asian Girl Completion Manual

Philon's figure suddenly seemed to grow taller. In the night, the dark blue light surrounding him seemed to be real. Then, his right prosthetic hand stretched out and aimed at Fisher in front of him.

"In order to survive, do your best, Mr. Fisher."

"Ding!"

His right hand suddenly burst out with an astonishing brilliance. Fisher's pupils shrank and he pushed back, but the brilliance on his prosthetic hand had condensed into substance and turned into a beam of light that shot towards Fisher.

An alarm bell rang in Fisher's heart. As he clasped the cane with his backhand, purple halos jumped up on the cane. In just a moment, Fisher's surroundings seemed to become illusory.

"Deviate."

The seven-ring magic engraved by Renee, [Space Refraction].

"Boom boom boom!"

As the spell from Fisher's mouth sounded, the blue light was strangely twisted away by the illusory space in front of Fisher, and turned in front of him and rushed into the distance as if it was refracted. It hit the city wall of the inner city and cut along the stone wall without any obstacles. Explosions sounded from time to time, sending the rocks burned and exploded by the huge energy into the sky.

But the light continued to rush into the sky outside without stopping, until the clouds under the moonlit night were cut away before slowly disappearing into the sky.

Fisher's expression instantly became serious. The power of soul ignition was beyond his imagination. If such a lethal weapon had hit him just now, he would have evaporated directly.

Half of the city wall in the distance turned into lava dripping down, but Philon didn't look there at all. His gas mask was staring at Fisher, the cane he was looking at lit up, and the steam around him suddenly spewed towards him. Rushed towards Fisher.

"boom!"

Philon wanted to prevent Fisher from releasing magic, and with the blessing of the backpack behind him, his physical ability was strengthened to a terrifying level by the steam mechanical device. His right hand suddenly punched Fisher, and Fisher lowered his head. He dodged and turned around, punching his gas mask.

But Philon's face didn't move at all, but the hot steam spurted out from under his mask drove his prosthetic hand to move quickly. He quickly retracted the punch just after he punched it, and hit it with the precision of a machine. on Fisher's shoulders.

Fisher took several steps back, his shoulder instantly numb as if he had been hit by a bullet, but when he hit Philon just now, his magic was ready, and the magic on his cane was no longer reserved. , shooting towards Philon with full firepower.

The dance of bees, the freezing technique, and the magic spells engraved by the thread spinner hit Philon's body crazily. Before Philon was entangled in the thread spinner, he felt that the surface of his body was covered with A layer of frost followed, followed by the cutting blade that made a dense buzzing sound as it headed towards his neck.

"marvelous!!"

Philon's whole body instantly burst out with dark blue brilliance, and countless rays of [death light] that just cut through the city wall scattered around him. Fisher's magic was instantly cut and scattered by his light, and in the courtyard The ground was cut and exploded, and a huge impact wave rose from the air, blowing the surrounding trees and soil upside down.

Fisher's eyes narrowed, and he held the cane tightly, but he was still swept up in the air by the terrifying impact and flew backwards. After rolling several times in a row, he inserted the cane into the ground and stopped.

His suit was stained with soil dirt and mud spots. He looked up at Philon and saw him panting slightly. The backpack on his back suddenly opened and a metal can was shot out. The metal can was flying in the air. It disintegrated, but there was nothing inside, nothing.

"Mr. Fisher, you have even stronger magic! Let me see it!"

The backpack suddenly closed, his pupils also lit up with blue light, another illusory wail sounded, and his right hand lit up with the brilliance of death light again.

Fisher's expression remained unchanged, and a magic with seven rings of purple light suddenly lit up on the cane in his hand. This magic was an original magic developed by Fisher and Renee together. High-level magic is basically free of charge. Scheer and Renee engraved it on his cane together. After all, the witch's magic power is very full, so it's not in vain if you don't use it.

Seven-ring magic, [Renee's Comet].

The top of Fisher's cane collapsed in like a black hole, and the next moment, when the black hole was extremely dark, it suddenly turned from black to brilliant deep purple, when the death light in Philon's hand was stimulated. , Fisher raised his cane and faced the purple beam of light that burst out from the black hole.

Just for a moment, a strange loud noise erupted from the place where the blue-violet light came into contact in the courtyard. The moment Philon's beam came into contact with the comet's light, it seemed to sink downwards with weight, and the ground was once again affected. A huge explosion covered it.

But Philon didn't pause at all, and then used the death light of his prosthetic hand to bombard Fisher in the distance. His death light basically had no cooling time. The bombardment again and again made Fisher miserable, even if Even using magic requires time, and the explosions around him became more intense each time, making his ears ringing.

Fisher was fighting and retreating at the same time. This was actually not his intention, but the opponent's firepower was so fierce that Fisher could not withstand it. The rubble caused by the shock wave generated by the magic and his death ray alone became As fast as a bullet, several holes were punched through Fisher's suit.

The moment he stepped back, Philon's eyes hidden under the gas mask moved slightly. He seemed to have seized an opportunity and fired a beam of death light at Fisher's body. Fisher could not avoid it but had to He repeated his old trick and summoned the previous [Space Refraction] magic.

The death light was refracted and hit a building in the demi-human residential area below. The roaring flames directly penetrated the house and ignited it. Large pieces of wood first took off, and then Then it falls with gravity.

The loud noise of the fight just now attracted the attention of the demi-humans in the city. They fled the room in panic, trying to stay away from the center of the battle. Many demi-humans poured out of the street, but within Fisher's sight , under the falling wooden block, several slow-running werewolf women were about to be hit.

Before he could move, he saw a dark blue figure in the distance landing in front of them, smashing the wooden block with his prosthetic hand. The fragments of the building were beaten into nothing in mid-air. The panicked werewolf women looked back and saw Philon standing silently behind them, putting down the smoking prosthetic hand in his hand.

"Lord of the City"

"You guys, go to the city wall and don't get close here, so as not to hurt you."

He helped the women up and pointed to the edge of the city wall. After they nodded and left, Philon walked step by step towards Fisher in the distance. The backpack behind him opened again, spitting out an empty metal can and falling to the ground.

"Those demi-humans survived because of the sacrifices of those children. Don't waste the sacrifices of those children, Mr. Fisher, let's continue."

Fisher exhaled and looked at the demi-humans running further and further in the distance. When Philon went to save the demi-humans just now, he gave him some time to breathe. On his hands, purple haloes were Condensation, he is taking this time to prepare magic.

"Giving up the bottom line of salvation means nothing to them."

Before Fisher finished speaking, Philon spread his hands.

"Mr. Fisher, let's wait until the battle is over before we continue talking. If there is still a chance then. You are secretly preparing magic, and am I not using this opportunity to get close to you?"

It wasn't until these words came out that Fisher suddenly discovered that the death light in his right hand did not light up, but suddenly raised his left hand. There was a glove-like device attached to the arm of his left hand. The next second, Philon suddenly stretched out his hand. pinched Fisher's shoulders.

There was a tingling sensation from the glove for a moment, and a strange feeling surged straight into his brain. Even though nothing happened, Fisher felt his brain shaking, as if his eyes were getting farther and farther away from him. , as if his body was being peeled off, he glanced at his arm with the last corner of his vision, and saw that the magic circuit that lit up on his arm was slowly fading, and the skin in the faded area gradually became lighter, as if the blood was being Same as dyeing.

He is stripping away his soul!

Fisher gritted his teeth, feeling tremendous pain all over his body, but fortunately, he had experienced two painful tortures when he used the Asian girl to complete the manual before, which gave him a certain degree of resistance. He used all his strength to The cane in his left hand poked Philon's abdomen, and the purple light exploded suddenly, and the huge impact instantly covered Fisher and Philon.

"boom!!"

Smoke and fire exploded, and Fisher, who had a splitting headache, felt that he was falling. It should have only been a matter of a few seconds before Fisher felt his body hit a hard ground heavily.

He felt like his whole body was falling apart. If it hadn't been for the physical bonus of the dragon race, he would probably be dead by now.

But what about Philon? He should not have been dealt with yet, because the moment the magic burst out, Fisher caught a glimpse of a dark blue light rising around him, covering his whole body.

Fisher stared at the strong feeling of fainting and stood up unsteadily. The field of vision was full of Venus. He looked down at his hands. When he saw that the skin there returned to its normal color, he gave it away. One breath.

The surroundings were dark, with only a faint blue light flickering, illuminating the blurry outline here.

Where is this place?

"Hoo"

"ah"

"Woo"

Unconscious murmurs sounded from all around, and Fisher vaguely felt something grabbing at his trousers. When he looked down, he found that it was a subhuman child with blue blood flowing from all his orifices, staring at him. .

Fisher's eyes narrowed and he turned around to look around, only to find that this was a huge square underground. Above was the town where the demihumans lived. The explosion just now collapsed the ground above and here, so Fisher You fell here.

Around him, there were many demi-human children who couldn't even walk. Their skin was all gray and blue blood was flowing out of their seven orifices. They were staring at Fisher as if their eyes were bulging, and they were slowly moving towards him as if they were longing for something. Climb over.

There is nothing here, only a chair embedded in the ground placed in the middle of the square. A little moonlight shines through the big hole above. Philon's figure slowly appears from the darkness, holding the stool with his hand. .

"It's really amazing. This is the first time I've met someone who can release magic while extracting the soul. This must have to endure tremendous pain and strong willpower. Sure enough, Mr. Fisher, you are not an ordinary person. .”

He didn't continue the attack, just like he was taking a simple intermission. Fisher's magic just blew up the default protective shield that he could only use once, but falling off seemed to have some effect on his human body. of damage.

Philon looked at the children who were unconsciously climbing towards Fisher and himself, then laughed, and said lightly in a magnetic voice,

"The soulless body will unconsciously long for the soul without [guidance], so they will approach you like this, but even if they feel the soul in our bodies, they can only make simple bites and feeds. They His soul will never come back."

Philon lowered his head and picked up a child who was bleeding from all the orifices, just like he had done countless times before. The child subconsciously opened his mouth and bit Philon, but the child was still in the period of changing teeth, and the bite was on the There was no threat at all on Philon's metal mask.

"They are all sacrificed for the majority [minority]. Even if for some reason the demi-humans above will never know their contribution, I will always remember it." Philon touched the hair of the child in his arms, "Pochi. I want to be a painter in the future. I like steak the most and hate peas the most."

"Hoo"

"Rick, if you want to be an official in my city in the future, you will have to help me handle a lot of documents."

"Woo"

"Theresa, in the future I want to help demi-humans design good-looking clothes, so that demi-humans of all races can wear good-looking clothes."

"laugh."

As the names were read out one by one, the terrifying, unconscious murmurs and roars of the children around him began one after another amidst Philon's quiet voice, which was as quiet as a lullaby.

"Even if I lose my soul, I will always accompany them until they grow old and can no longer move. Their efforts are worth it. Just like the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country that Saint-Nali remembers every year, they also serve the world." There is no difference in dedicating oneself to the interests of the majority.”

Just when Fisher wanted to speak, he found that his trouser leg was being bitten by someone. He looked down and saw a girl with wolf ears unconsciously biting the muscles of his trouser leg and her clothes. Still wearing the same dark green dress as the last time we met that day.

That's Qiqi.

"Ouch. Ouch."

Fisher couldn't help but lowered his head and took her head away, only to see blue blood leaking out of her equally gray and cold face, her eyeballs protruding aimlessly, and the blue blood left along the corners of her eyes. She didn't know if it was tears or something else. Even though she was caught by Fisher, she still kept biting in a dull manner.

Fisher's expression remained unchanged until he caught a glimpse of the half-envelope stained with blue blood protruding from the pocket of her dress. On the small envelope, Fisher's signature cursive script read,

"Fisher Benavidez"

"Mr. Fisher, can I write to you when you return to Nali?"

Fisher's expression was gloomy, and he silently held Qiqi in his arms. When she began to bite Fisher's shoulders and neck aimlessly, Fisher suddenly clasped her neck with both hands, holding the fragile The lifeline is broken.

Her soul has been taken away, and only their empty shells are left here.

"As expected, Philon."

Fisher stood up again with his cane. He looked at Philon in the distance who also put down the child and stood up. The expression on his face was as cold as an ice cave.

"You better go to hell, asshole."

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