Don't confiscate my citizenship

Melissa's breathing at this moment was sometimes weak and weak, sometimes with urgency and anxiety.

In her eyes was a mixture of despair, pleading and pain.

The more she talked with this girl with black hair and green eyes, the more her brain felt white.

"..."

Lan Qi originally planned to try to summon the strongest phantom love poet when he was alone, and then fight her. If he could win, maybe before joining Hyperion and Antanas. , you can become a new great demon.

As a result, now I met a warden who was accidentally addicted to the Great Love Poet, and was even forced to summon the phantom Love Poet.

At present, it seems that general persuasion cannot calm down the warden's emotions at all. If he continues to talk to her or delays it, she may really lose her mind completely.

"The poet of great love is indeed a harmful person. A good prison warden was turned into this by her voice."

Lan Qi sighed inwardly.

Now the only way to help Warden Melissa is to use the "Firat-style emotional calming method".

And I can only strike harder later and suppress the crooked devil of the great love poet with all my strength.

As Lan Qi's fighting spirit increased, the magic power of the negative five-layer barrier began to surge, seeming to be gathering into the distance to give birth to a very terrifying phantom monster.

Warden Melissa was convinced that the black hair and green eyes had finally started following her request, and her eyes seemed to have found peace from the chaos.

At this moment, her whole world only revolves around that moment of anticipation and joy.

Even though no new figures appeared in the corridor where the two of them were now, there was already a cold and heavy sense of oppression in the air.

Immediately afterwards, at the end of the corridor, black mist gradually began to gather, slowly rotating. The black mist filled the ground like a sea tide, strange and turbid. After a long time, a looming mist finally emerged from its depths. Slender figure.

Warden Melissa immediately stared at it.

I saw the figure of a gray-haired girl. Her long hair was fluttering gently, and the same mask as the black-haired girl was locked on her chin, but the bright smile in the eyes of the gray-haired figure was completely different.

The captivating blue pupils seemed to be floating in the mist with flames, like stars in the abyss. They were both cold and charming, full of irresistible monsters.

The sigil lights near the entire corridor became bright and dark around the phantom love poet, until the black mist on her body slowly faded, revealing her evil cupid-like demonic figure.

When she stepped out of the black mist, it was like a real eighth-level demon was born here.

Generally speaking, the phantom body copied from [Hopeless Extermination War] will ignore all disguise magic.

This means that the girl with black hair and green eyes should actually have gray hair and blue eyes in her original appearance.

But Warden Melissa could no longer think about unimportant things at this moment.

She no longer cares what the other person is!

The moment it appeared, Warden Melissa seemed to have seen an angel. He raised his sword and turned into a quick shadow and ran towards her.

However.

At the moment when she was about to meet the phantom beloved poet.

"Thank you two idiots."

The Phantom Love Poet took off his mask and breathed softly to Warden Melissa.

Suddenly, Warden Melissa felt as if she was being shocked by an electric shock. Then she gradually bent over, and all the bones in her body seemed to have been melted. She was completely unable to stand and collapsed on the ground.

Finally, he continued to twitch weakly on the ground, and his life and death were unknown.

She reached the peak of a certain emotion and completely lost her ability to fight.

"..."

Lan Qi looked at the appearance of Warden Melissa, and it was a bit difficult to judge how high the emotion amplification multiplier of the eighth-level love poet had been adapted.

The warden's brain may have been fried.

But there should be no cerebral hemorrhage, and it is difficult to define whether her current condition is "good" or "bad".

Even judging from her expression, there was a kind of satisfaction that she could die by the morning.

No matter what, if she is not sent to treatment in time, there is a high probability that her life will be in danger, and even if she is rescued, there may be some sequelae.

A gentle breath can kill a seventh-level human being in an instant, which is an extremely unusual existence among the eighth-level demons.

Although Lan Qi personally thinks that the Great Love Poet is the second-ranked demon on the "Useless Demons List", whenever he sees the unpredictable impact that the Great Love Poet has on other living beings, he wonders whether he should She moved it down the list, especially the eighth-level version of the Great Love Poet, which really seemed to have some strength.

At the moment when Lan Qi was analyzing.

"You...why aren't you afraid of me?"

The phantom loves the poet's magic voice, and seems to be dissatisfied that the black-haired, green-eyed self in front of him is not affected by the magic voice.

And she felt like this guy was thinking about something damned.

Inexplicably, she felt that he was very rude, and his calm eyes seemed to be seriously comparing who was more advanced between her and Paramecium.

"?"

Lan Qi looked up at the Phantom Love Poet in confusion.

"I can control your mood and make you fall for me willingly."

The phantom love poet did not rush to kill the other party, but raised his chin meaningfully,

"If you defeat me, you can get an extremely rare mark of the Great Demon Clan, but it's a pity that you won't be able to do it in this life."

Her confident expression made her completely feel like she was the greatest devil in the world.

Lan Qi chuckled, as if she was amused.

"why are you laughing?"

The Phantom Love Poet slightly noticed that the other party seemed not to be moved by her magic voice.

But this is true for creatures with a stable mood. It's just that I haven't started to seriously arouse the other person's emotions now.

She knew very well what kind of character she was, and it was impossible for her body to be unaffected by a hundredfold increase in emotions.

"I'm not laughing."

Even though the black-haired and green-eyed poet is wearing a mask, people suspect that he is actually suppressing a smile.

This is the toughest Don't Laugh challenge he's ever played.

"..."

The phantom poet stared at Lan Qi.

She always felt that there was some pity in the other person's eyes, trying to take into account her mood.

This strange smell of tea made the phantom poet wonder why his body was completely different from his own personality.

Obviously in accordance with the principle of knowing yourself and the enemy, the other party should start mocking her constantly at this time.

Her character is to mock her opponent no matter what, and then torture and slap her face after winning the battle, instead of calmly showing mercy to her opponent from the beginning.

Observing the expression of the girl with black hair and green eyes, the Phantom Love Poet gradually felt that the girl hadn't taken off her mask to release the magic sound yet, because she was afraid that laughing would be too rude and hurt her heart.

The contempt in his eyes seemed to be saying——

Even if your vase is at the eighth level, what's the use of it?

The Phantom Love Poet was immediately angry!

No one dares to humiliate her like this! !

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Here are two portraits of great love:

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