I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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Harris' indifferent expression finally cracked, his eyes flashed with surprise, and the next moment he was thrown to the ground by the silver wolf, tearing his shoulder blades.

He pulled out a short sword from his sleeve and plunged it into the eye socket of Silver Wolf fiercely, his muscles stretched, and his flesh and blood was like a vise for a short period of time stuck on Silver Wolf's claws.

The young man who was pushed away by the air wave rolled twice, stabilized his body, blood was flowing from his forehead, but his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: "Vertigo! Flash!"

It can be seen from the way he casts the spell that he is so much higher than the three wizards who have died in an unfortunate way.

The power of the dark wizard's language depends on the level of talent and the strength of inspiration.

The more refined and simple the language used, the more profound the wizard's attainment in magic.

Just like Wilde's teacher, a dark wizard who is very close to the god level, he can use the most common language to complete the release of a spell.

"Roar!"

Ji Zhixu groaned, and his brain was inevitably drawn into a chaotic vortex, and his eyes were covered with dazzling white light.

Youai, as Wilde's disciple, has been tempered in battle and has made the best support.

Harris raised his wrists, broke the front paws of the silver wolf, pulled out his short sword, turned over and slammed the huge giant wolf to the ground.

"Damn!"

Ji Zhixu felt that the world was spinning, her spine was about to be broken, and a sense of danger that she could not move swept over her.

"Iron Will!"

She chanted in a low voice.

The octopus-like spiritual body that had been following her in the sky covered her eyes, ears, mouth and nose with countless tentacles, absorbing all the negative states.

Ji Zhixu suddenly woke up, and in front of his bloody eyes, a little cold light quickly approached.

The hair on her body stood on end, and she opened her mouth as fast as she could, tilted it slightly, and bit the dagger that was stabbed.

"laugh!"

The blade penetrated the cheek and was completely caught in the teeth and muscles.

Ji Zhixu's icy vertical pupils were full of killing intent, and he turned his head and tore off the opponent's arm. The huge body rolled around and ran over Harris, making a strange sound of disorganized bones.

She stretched out her claws and grabbed the other's body, tearing to both sides.

"Flame Curse - Day of Decay!"

With enough time to prepare, Yoai finally finished her high-speed chanting at this moment.

A round of dazzling sun shadows appeared behind Ji Zhixu, and the filthy darkness churned in the squirming and twisted rays of light, brewing terrifying energy, as if it would expand and explode at any time.

Just seeing it makes me feel sick.

Danger! Extremely dangerous! ! !

Run!

Ji Zhixu flashed these thoughts in his mind, and then immediately chose to force the jump again.

The overwhelmed body was almost completely deformed during the jump.

pat!

She didn't even know where she fell.

"Ha ha……"

Youai gasped for breath, waved his hand, and threw this round of rotten days into the barrier, slumped to the ground, and asked.

"Mr. Harris... are you all right?"

Youai stood up, looked forward, and couldn't help but tremble.

The white wolf leader Harris, who was lying on the ground, was covered in blood, and one arm fell to the side, looking like he was dying.

"fine."

Unexpectedly, the man's voice remained calm.

He staggered to his feet, his flesh grew rapidly, and an arm grew again.

But what was even more terrifying was that another arm grew out of the wound under the arm.

Harris glanced at it and stretched out his hand to tear off the extra arm.

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This is the normal manifestation of high-concentration injection of filthy blood - body alienation.

If he doesn't "clean up" his body on a regular basis, he'll soon turn into a monster with arms or eyes all over his body.

"It seems that the resident of No. 23 is more powerful than we thought."

"Are you saying that she has the power to transfer time and space?"

"Do not."

Harris shook his head: "What I'm saying is that she can use Ryan's soul to receive his intelligence network, accurately find our location, and eliminate your spiritual spells, I'm more interested in this power. "

After a while, his whole body was soaked in rain, and he looked out at the area in the enchantment that was mostly destroyed by Yuai's rotten day.

"It's a pity that I have more things to do now. You go and see, Youai, he is more important than Wilde."

"Yes."

Yuai nodded.

Harris flipped the palm of his hand and took out an egg that was as crystal clear as a gem, showing an obsessed look, and said softly.

"Youai, you say, what will it hatch?"

"...Dream beast."

"No, no, it's a god, a real god."

——

Lin Jie closed the door of the bookstore, locked it, and inserted the latch.

Checked all the bookshelves again.

Keep registers and ledgers in place.

Only then did he take the dream catcher sent by Wilde with satisfaction and prepare to go upstairs to sleep.

Compared to the first floor and the second floor, the layout is very different.

The first floor is full of bookshelves, while the second floor is where all the living facilities are located.

Including the toilet, kitchen, bedroom and a small corner specially prepared for exercise.

Because he stayed in the bookstore all the year round, he had to make a weekly exercise schedule for himself.

Although the intensity of exercise is not large, in short, you can't make yourself really become a waste of salted fish.

Now because of the continuous heavy rain, the ceiling is a little leaky, and the whole second floor has a faint smell of dampness.

Lin Jie felt that he was really negligent and forgot to store some desiccants such as lime.

"Oh, wait for the heavy rain to pass, and then go out to buy."

Lin Jie opened the bedroom door, and there was only a bed, a table and a chair in the narrow space.

The desk is piled with various paper research materials.

These are some small investigations he has done in order to integrate into Nuo Jin's life in the past two years.

He found a nail and a hammer and made a simple anchor point on the wall.

Then I hung the beautiful dream catcher with dangling feathers on the wall.

Just above the pillow.

If he lay down, the end of the dream catcher's feathers would be right in his eyes.

Lin Jie put the tools back, stretched, took off his clothes, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed and covered the quilt.

He looked up at the fluttering, fluttering feathers above.

"I hope it can really be useful... I wish me a good dream."

Lin Jie closed his eyes, the darkness poured in like a tide.

——

Is it a dream?

Lin Jie blinked, staring blankly at the white world in front of him.

The tiny snowflakes fell slowly, making his forehead cold.

He raised his head, the huge green branches were lush and leafy, covered with snow, the twisted and intertwined trunks were like blood vessels, and the canopy seemed to block the sky.

There were swaying white irises everywhere, and the wind rustled.

Under the tree was a silver-haired woman with her eyes closed.

She has a beautiful face like a silver moon or night snow. A white veil covers her body dimly. A section of her calf exposed in the flowers is white and delicate, and the lines are almost perfect.

Lin Jie suddenly remembered a sentence he had read somewhere—

Since being crowned king in the cold northern kingdom,

The pine needles are the mantle, and the snow is the crown.

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