Mystic Dominator

Click——

In the ruins of the basement, the black mist of hell, which was constantly searching every inch of land, suddenly triggered an inconspicuous defensive spell.

The spell is housed in the wall, protecting a small niche.

At the moment when the spell on the alcove was activated, all the puppets under Lumil's control stood ready. Seeing the other party's appearance, Ronald immediately realized that what Mist had found was the key.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the building came to the most tense moment.

Lumir knew very well that there was no room for easing the relationship between the two, and also knew that it would be difficult for him to surrender now.

However, this is definitely not conducive to her situation.

However, his combat power is still significantly weaker than that of Ronald on the opposite side.

There is no chance of winning the battle... Then, we can only find ways to escape from other directions.

"Ronald, listen up!"

Lumil's thoughts changed sharply.

Just when the fog in the basement rushed into the alcove and began to try to decipher the spell above, she said to Ronald in a desperate tone:

"I can make a contract with you that has the effect of magic!"

"You let me go tonight, and until I die, I will never be your enemy in any form or in any way!"

"..."

Ronald didn't have the conditions proposed by Lumiel at all.

While the opponent backed down, he instead strengthened his magical support for the power of hell. In just a split second, the spells covered on the alcove were completely destroyed by the mist.

Then along the gap in the niche, the mist immediately rushed into it.

Faced with such a situation, Lumiel no longer cared about bargaining, and opening her mouth was the biggest bargaining chip she used now:

"Ronald, your identity!"

"You must be curious about how you got here, right?"

"The only descendant of the Adler family has his body taken over by a monster of unknown origin, and it also has the ability to decipher the original scriptures,

Do you want this kind of thing to spread out! "

"..."

Hearing Lumiel say this, Ronald's movements finally stopped slightly.

It's a pity that things are completely different from what Lumir expected.

Ronald's hesitation only existed for a moment, and then his eyes completely sank.

The manipulated black mist of hell burrowed into the niche in the basement.

It didn't take a few seconds for something tied up with cloth strips to be pulled out.

Whoosh—

From basement to above ground.

In just a few breaths, Ronald gently caught the object thrown by the mist on his hand.

Then he looked at Lumil who didn't dare to act rashly at all, and Ronald said:

"You care a lot about this, don't you?"

"..."

Just like what Ronald said, Lumir's pair of wooden eyeballs were fixed on the object in his hand, not moving away from it for even a second.

this attitude.

There is no doubting the importance of what Ronald has in his hands.

After a moment of hesitation, Lumil also made her last effort, and she tried her best to make her tone sound more friendly and said:

"Ronald, I suggest you think again."

"Sometimes dialogue can solve problems more easily than force."

Ronald showed an indifferent smile to Lumir:

"If you said this in the suburbs a few days ago, before you specifically set up an ambush against me... probably, it would still have a one-thousandth effect?"

Immediately, in front of Lumil.

Ronald untied the wrapped strips of cloth.

Unexpected, but within reason.

The thing wrapped under the strip of cloth is a small tool for crushing walnuts, shaped like a doll that children will like.

A walnut-biting villain.

Or rather—the Nutcracker.

Is this really an original book? In other words, the carrier used to transmit knowledge can also be such a thing?

The doubts in Ronald's heart popped up instantly.

He certainly knows the Nutcracker fairy tale and some spinoffs.

But if you want to say that this kind of original scripture has nothing to do with books, it is really the first time you have seen it.

Especially as the holder of multiple originals.

Ronald could clearly feel the magic of this nutcracker at this moment.

There is almost no doubt about this thing, it is definitely the fundamental source of Lumil's magic ability!

bang——

Suddenly, violent movements sounded from the side of the building.

At the moment when Ronald and Lumiel didn't react, an invisible force directly smashed the wall outside the office building. Among the flying dust and stones, Ronald caught a fleeting picture.

Under the dark night sky.

A figure holding an umbrella emerged from the sky, and was rushing towards the building. The sudden burst of power also came from the figure in the air.

...

Alicia?

In order to accurately control the situation of the battle, Ronald narrowed the detection range of the power of 'Rage' to a certain extent. But even if it was just a silhouette in the dust, he could still recognize the owner of the figure.

Arya was able to arrive soon after the last field trip.

This time in the city of Springs, the guardian fairy tale arrived even faster!

At this moment, Lumiel on the side seemed to think that an opportunity had come before him, so he said without hesitation:

"Ronald, it's still too late for us to sign the contract!"

"I can share the spells in this book with you. You don't want others to share the profits, right? This is the book!"

"..."

Ronald's reaction exceeded Lumil's expectations again.

In the dusty building, the man gave her a sarcastic smile. At this moment, for some reason, Lumir felt that the other party was condescending and she was a frog in a well.

"When you see the original text, you can't wait to rush up?"

"In order to pursue a little power, can you even put aside your own bottom line?"

"Or... do you think I won't be able to afford to eat tomorrow if I lack a copy of the original book?"

When the voice fell to the ground, Ronald snapped his fingers lightly.

Accompanied by a light 'pop' sound, the surrounding soil and rocks rose into the air, directly pressing Lumil with a dazed face underneath.

This time the [Archangel Archangel]'s efforts were very strong, some relatively large stones hit the ground, and even firmly embedded in the extremely deep position of the floor.

Lumir tried to struggle.

However, with her current puppet body, there is really no chance of escape.

Feeling the pressure from her body, Lumir raised her resentful gaze upwards.

At this moment, a breeze was blowing.

A ray of moonlight fell through the clouds, illuminating the originally difficult to see night.

In the night when the scattered dust was wiped off, Kumier saw a woman holding an umbrella slowly descending from the sky, and then walked smoothly into the broken gap of the building.

Ronald, who had just defeated himself, was politely saluting this woman:

"Alia, you're here too..."

"Good evening, Mr. Ronald—"