The Endless Shuttle

Crazy Hell didn't make any extra moves, and it was Luo Pei who made the shot.

The black-haired god pierced the girl with a golden spear, and the invisible rope quickly wound up, binding Nero firmly, making her unable to get up again.

"If you don't choose to detonate the Tower of Babel, we should still be able to play for a while, Your Majesty Nero."

"Qing... Mmmmm!"

The blonde girl's mouth was blocked by an invisible rope.

Marshal Mo Dao struggled to get up, wanting to touch the short whip around his waist.

But compared with Luo Pei's reflexes and speed, the mobility of her weak body is like a turtle crawling.

In the next moment, Lorelia was grabbed by the neckline and lifted up abruptly.

"Cough...cough..." The pressure on her neck made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Five years ago, my punishment for offending you was a piece of clothing and an apology, so what kind of punishment do you think I made today?"

"... I have long been aware of death."

This is the decision she made, the order she issued, if it fails, it is enough to pay with life.

Anyway, if she can't overcome this obstacle, Barthamelo Lorelia's work as a magician will come to an end.

"Death? Huh."

Luo Pei sneered, he leaned close to Lorelia's pretty cheek, and said softly.

"I have a suggestion, Ms. Lorelia, you can keep your life, and the price this time is better to use all your knowledge of magic and the magic seal of the Barthemero family to pay back... how about it?"

According to normal people, it is a very generous condition.

But when Lorelia heard this, her pupils shrank suddenly.

Her expression visibly changed.

—is fear.

The Marshal of Demon Dao, who was not afraid of death and calmly faced his own failure, became sincerely afraid after Luo Pei finished speaking.

"No..." She began to struggle weakly.

"Rope! This is my personal decision, and has nothing to do with the Barthumello family!"

"Sure enough, for you "orthodox magicians", this is more important than your own life. "

For a magician like Lorelia, the most important thing buried in his heart is undoubtedly the continuation and inheritance of the family. Just like Tokiomi Tohsaka, he has abnormal thinking that is beyond human common sense.

"Well, it's decided."

The skeleton double on the river bank moved to his side, and opened its ferocious bone claws towards Lorelia.

Spheres of dark matter are gathering.

The abilities that had been activated against Matou Zouken, Kenneth, and Roah were now used on the chestnut-haired beauty.

But this time, Luo Pei was not for the useless knowledge of magic, he was just for pure punishment.

—a punishment more terrible than death.

"Well……!"

Under the influence of the stand-in ability, the chestnut-haired beauty grabbed the ground in pain, and she didn't even feel her nails piercing into the flesh.

The magic knowledge that he has studied and proud of since childhood is gradually leaving, and his memory is blurred, so that in the end he completely forgets even a word that triggers the breeze, and becomes a complete useless person.

Soon, Lorelia's pain subsided.

Under the triple blow of mental torture, memory of the past, and physical weakness, her beautiful eyes lost their energy, and she stared blankly at the sky, like a puppet that has lost its soul and is being manipulated by others.

Marshal Mo Dao does not know magic, and the gods deprived her of her dignity.

"Then the most important magic engraving is next. It may be a little painful, but I think Miss Lorelia can bear it, right?"

Compared to killing her, this is indeed more interesting... Looking at the dazed beauty with chestnut hair, Luo Pei's smile became more and more cheerful.

Chapter 78 Queen and servants, the price paid by the losers

It didn't take long to destroy Lorelia's magic seal.

During this period, the chestnut-haired beauty who lost her magic ability could not stop Luo Pei's determination no matter whether she struggled, pushed, or begged. He infiltrated the magic power little by little, and brutally destroyed the thousand-year-old treasure of the Barthemero family.

The moment the sharp pain came from her collarbone, Lorelia's body almost collapsed.

It has only been seven or eight thousand years since human beings possessed writing, and the continuation of the Barthemero family accounted for one-third of it, or even more. From the development of the first generation to the support of countless generations of patriarchs, the magic engraving inherited by Lorelia is not only the crystallization of magic, but also a symbol of honor and glory.

Now, everything is torn up.

Under the hands of the gods, from the moment of failure, the most dazzling family of the clock tower, the Bathermelo family, became an inferior magic family without a magic seal.

"Very well done." Rope asked with a smile.

"My skills are quite superb, right? I precisely avoided the nerves and bone marrow, and just simply destroyed the magic engraving. In this way, you don't have to worry about being buried with it, and you can imagine your life as an ordinary person in the future. If you offend me, what can I do?" There are not many people who enjoy this kind of treatment, right?"

"..."

Lorelia didn't speak.

With her back facing Luo Pei, she curled up into a ball, her body trembling constantly, as weak and helpless as a newborn baby.

Perhaps for Lorelia, the result of losing her life is more acceptable to her.

The reaction of Marshal Mo Dao made the black-haired youth nod in satisfaction, feeling at ease.

This is the effect he wanted.

The first time you can treat him as ignorant and ignore it, but the second time you dare to commit suicide, do you really think he is a good person and has no temper? The people who were directly and indirectly killed in the last world were rich enough to fill the Mariana Trench.

Next is Caster - the beautiful Roman Empress.

Luo Pei stood up and walked towards the tyrant who was trapped in the shape of a rice dumpling by the transparent rope.

The golden spear inserted in Nero's abdomen was specially selected, without any special damage.

Therefore, under the effect of "even if the sunset is three times" and the magic, the blood from the girl's wound has already stopped, and Nero is fine except for his ugly face.

He stretched out his hand, pulled out the golden spear nailed to Nero's body, and loosened a part of Greffier covering his mouth.