She heard a clear whistle, and dark thunder struck down from the sky, hitting her head and heart.
Lan Yu, who was ruthlessly baptized by the frenzied incantation energy, looked pale and sweated through her cardigan. But there was no way. Faced with so many martial arts close siege, she needed to gather a huge amount of magical energy in a short period of time to resolve this airtight offensive.
Brad, who stood aside and stood still, looked at the red-haired woman with distress, still unwilling to do anything to harm her. How much he wished he could rescue her from the siege at this time, but because of his own future, he did not dare to do so.
"Actually, implicitly, I have already made a choice, haven't I?" Brad tortured himself like this, looking at the girl with a haggard face with heart-wrenching pain.
Of course, most of the time a man's heart is being twisted like a knife, it doesn't hurt very much, or it may only hurt for a while, and it's unlikely to be fatal.
Just as Brad was immersed in the man's signature hypocrisy, dark purple magical energy spurted out from the purple stone.
In an instant, dragons and phoenixes screamed together, and everyone was shocked.
Lan Yu's cold eyes seemed to emphasize that she didn't need anyone to feel sorry for her, especially someone like Brad.
Evil flames, dragons and phoenixes with dark attributes, one on the left and one on the right, wildly engulfed and attacked the Guangzheng Sect guards around Lan Yu.
Even though these palace guards were wearing heavy armor and had excellent defense, they were helpless when they encountered this powerful spell energy with weak attributes. They could not launch an offensive and had to deal with the flanking attack of this dragon and a phoenix.
Several palace guards were so weak that they could not stand up because they were hit by the evil flames, dragons and phoenixes.
The remaining palace guards who were tired of dealing with the evil flame dragon and phoenix no longer posed much of a threat to Lan Yu.
"Brad, what are you waiting for!" Herod's cold voice came from the altar.
Brad couldn't help but shudder when he was called out like this. He sighed bitterly in his heart, and the two silver chain swords hidden in his sleeves finally flew out.
Lan Yu was also waiting for him to take action.
If Lan Yu had not been besieged by so many people, she would have been extremely careful, otherwise she would not have paid special attention to someone like Brad. Normally, Lan Yu wouldn't even bother to take a look at a baguette of this level.
However, her disdain for this kind of opponent was still inadvertently revealed in her expression.
Brad had heard about the "tender and affectionate" fight between Lan Yu and Alvin at the Pillow Sword Club. At this time, he looked at the contempt and coldness in Lan Yu's eyes, and felt deeply humiliated. The feeling of shame and frustration washed over his heart repeatedly.
He had just been lashing out at his hypocrisy, but now he was being humiliated again by the goddess in his heart. It was inevitable that he would be distracted and unable to concentrate on fighting.
No, just after the fight, his assassin-type martial arts had already been hit by Lan Yu's instant magic several times in close combat.
Then Lan Yu made a sharp sideways movement and easily defused Brad's attack.
The contempt and indifference flashing across the corner of her eyes once again deeply hit Brad's heart.
It was an innate contempt, a distance that he would never be able to get close to in his lifetime.
This is why he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Guangzheng Sect.
If he took the ordinary path, he would never be able to reach a woman like Lan Yu in his life.
So in such a battle, Baguette couldn't calm down, and finally screamed up to the sky, becoming angry with embarrassment.
But Lan Yu acted as if she hadn't seen him, and there wasn't even a ripple in his eyes.
Facing the two silver snakes waving towards her, one struck her in the face and the other struck her lower body, Lan Yu didn't even blink as a purple light bloomed behind her.
It turns out that the "Dawn Shadow Sword Formation" has been prepared for Brad.
Even with the dense rain of swords, Lan Yu still held back her strength. She had no intention of killing Brad.
After all, the two of them had a romantic relationship.
Moreover, Lan Yu was also clearly aware of Brad's actions before taking action.
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That hesitated.
After a scream of "Ah!", Brad was struck by thousands of swords and flew away. He hit a stone pillar before stopping.
He suffered large and small sword wounds on his chest and even his abdomen.
"Your Royal Highness is your Royal Highness after all. Little guys like me are really no match for you." Herod said with a smile, one hand still delivering magic power to the scepter.
Lan Yu looked at the pope coldly and did not answer. She knew very well that Herod had no time to spare at this time.
So without any hesitation, she tapped her slender feet and jumped into the air. Another blast of flames erupted from the purple stone staff.
The palace guards who were locked in a bitter battle were unable to get away due to the power of the curse, evil flames, dragon and phoenix, and no one could come to protect Herod.
But when Herod looked at the surging flames coming from the sky, there was no trace of panic on his cold face.
He frowned, raised his free hand, and received Lan Yu's explosive scroll with one palm.
The jubilant flames actually gradually dissipated under Herod's swipes from left to right.
Lan Yu looked at Herod's movements in surprise and was stunned for a moment.
"How did he do it?" Lan Yu couldn't help but ask in her heart.
Herod firstly did not use any magic like magic shield to resist; secondly, he did not use any offensive magic to consume it, he just took it with his bare hands and was unscathed afterwards.
So where did the energy in this explosive scroll go?
This simply goes against the common sense of magic.
At this time, something her master said suddenly flashed through Lan Yu's mind, "It has gone through longer years than you think."
Master Fei Yue was talking about Alvin's staff at that time. With Lan Yu's intelligence, he was able to understand some of the true meanings of time and space magic, such as the flow of time.
"You are actually a time and space mage!" Lan Yu suddenly realized.
Lan Yu never expected that the Pope of the Guangzheng Sect would actually delve into the power of time and space.
The explosive flame scroll just now seemed to have dissipated in a short moment of dancing sleeves, but in fact it may have taken decades.
"Oh?" Herod looked at Lan Yu in surprise, and then suddenly laughed. Apparently he also wanted to understand the meaning of the word 'ye' in Lan Yu. "People say that people who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. It's true. That's it. Your Highness the Princess has an ambiguous relationship with Alvin, so I didn't expect that I even know a lot about that kid's magic."
"Hmph." Lan You didn't know whether she was denying Herod's statement or angry at some little bastard mentioned in Herod's words.
"Your Majesty the Pope, what a good trick." Lan Yu stared at Herod and said meaningfully.
This "good means" not only refers to Herod's time and space magic, but also to the various ways in which the Guangzheng Sect deceives superiors and subordinates, as well as Herod's disgraceful role in the Pillow Sword Society.
After hearing this, the smile on Herod's lips was covered with a layer of chill, "What do you want to say, Your Highness?"
"What happened to my second brother is that you were behind the scenes, right?" Lan Yu asked with a raised eyebrow. Her expression was cold, as if winter snow had suddenly arrived, and the temple seemed to be covered with a layer of icy air.
"Ha! Her Royal Highness the Princess is really a god with eyes as bright as a torch. Did you see all this?" Herod sneered.
"By admitting so generously, you made it clear that you don't want me to get out alive?"
"Your Highness, the moment you set foot in this temple, you should be prepared to die." When Herod said this, he did not say it in a murderous tone, but in a normal tone, as if he was chatting at home.
"In this case, I won't survive today anyway, so I would like to ask for an explanation." Lan Yu's smile was also full of magnanimity, as if she didn't care about life or death at all.
"What are you doing?" After Lan Yu finished speaking, she pointed at the pool of autumn stars behind Herod.
"Summon the Holy Lord of Light." Herod said calmly.
A trace of weirdness flashed across Lan Yu's expression, but it was
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It's not good to have an attack. For someone like her who has no faith in the Guangzheng Church, not laughing after hearing this is the greatest respect.
Herod was greatly indignant because of the flash of ridicule in Lan Yu's eyes.
"It turns out that the Pope, you tried every possible means to get those fallen crystals for such a purpose." Lan Yu teased. Although she didn't believe that those so-called gods could really come to the world, looking at the paranoid look on Herod's face, she was still touched in her heart.
To be precise, it was shaken. Because she didn't believe that Herod would work so hard for something impossible?
"Stupid vulgar thing, what do you know!" Herod yelled angrily, quite rudely.
Herod didn't bother to talk to Lan Yu any more, and with a cold face, he pinched her with one hand.
"Uh!" Lan Yu immediately let out a low cry of pain. She felt that the space around her was squeezing towards her crazily. At that moment, she felt as if her internal organs were about to be squeezed out of juice, and her skin was about to shrink into one piece.
"How can a vulgar creature like you understand the depth of time and space?" Herod smiled contemptuously, looking at the girl curled up in a ball in the air. The pained look on her pretty face made him feel quite relieved.
Lan Yu's consciousness was in chaos at this time, and her pair of green eyes contained nothing but despair. She still couldn't figure out why Herod was so powerful?
Indeed, a great mage like Lan Yu was about to die after being pinched so lightly by Herod. This is really puzzling.
Is this Pope of the Guangzheng Church so powerful?
Even when faced with top players such as Master Piro and Kelman, Lan Yu was confident that she could not be subdued by one move.
So there must be something fishy here.
The world knows very little about the use of falling crystals, and they also don't know much about the power of time and space. In fact, Herod's own magic power is quite average. He is able to control the power of time and space so arrogantly now, and he only relies on those fallen crystals.
It's just that Lan Yu doesn't know this.
It seemed that Herod was delivering magic power to the scepter, but in fact he was absorbing the energy from the fallen crystals.
Each time and space mage has a different research direction on time and space. What Herod has been studying over the years is how to use these fallen crystal stones. In this regard, a certain little bastard has a blank slate.
At this time, Brad, who was leaning on the edge of the stone pillar in the distance, vaguely saw Lan Yu screaming heart-rendingly. Although he felt the same, he had no choice but to clenched his fist and beat the stone pillar behind him angrily. It is the rhythm of watching a beauty die in front of his eyes.
The plot has developed to this point. According to common sense, he, the supporting character, should stand up and save the beauty once. As for whether he can develop some feelings for Lan Yu in the future, that has to be said separately.
Of course, this is a secular routine, but bread is bread after all, and he cannot become a hero. He was hurt too much by Lan Yu, so he had to sit there and be a spectator.
Lan Yu had no strength to shout at this time. She looked at the purple-cut stone staff quietly in front of her, a trace of softness flashed in her eyes, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "You little bastard, I can't help you." I agree to your appointment to go north."
As she spoke, she hugged the staff tightly into her arms, her tears falling slowly, smearing the purple stone on the staff.
"If there is an afterlife, I would like to draw a Chunlai fox and use my body to make a potion that can save your life when you need it. In this case, you will have to remember me for the rest of your life. Haha." Lan Yu lowered her eyes and smiled gradually with satisfaction.
Alvin, who was in Lomu Town, was standing on the deck of the airship. For some reason, he always felt bored and short of breath today, and had a vague feeling that something was about to happen.
He frowned and looked at the small potion bottle in his hand. The beauty's teardrops inside were always hitting the wall of the bottle restlessly, swaying back and forth.
There was a "pop" sound, and the demonic wind blew from nowhere and blew the potion bottle to pieces.
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