Chapter 990: Assassination!
"The magic elves who live in objects and have powerful magical powers, as far as I know, there are only two in the entire wonder world, one is you, and the other is the huge crystal labyrinth in the lower layer, if you rely on this door, I may not want to walk through it by myself in this life, but if you are solved, this one hundred and twenty-eight magic array has no manipulator, it is garbage. ”
Lord Dane Whitman stepped forward and touched Eve's frozen hand, and as the palm of his hand made contact with the energy body, Eve's body suddenly began to petrify, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a half-human stone sculpture and remained on the gate.
"What a waste. Such a good magical resource, it is only used to make a door, and it also breeds elves for this. Lord Dane Whitman took a glove from his pocket and placed it on the palm of Eve's hand that touched it, not allowing the hand to touch the rest of himself.
"But then again, how insecure my dear niece is to put so much effort into where she lives, but luckily, the God-given ability doesn't kill you directly, which means that the final mechanism of the gate will not be triggered.
Everything is under control~ As for you, Eve, maybe when we meet again, you will have to choose to be loyal to me. ”
As the words fell, Lord Whitman raised his other palm and shot a small ice arrow.
With a "pop!", Eve's stone statue shattered, the fragments of her nose and eyes fell to the ground, and the door to the magical blessing opened.
"Who opened the door?!"
"Zila~"
Before the sound arrived, the lightning came first, and a white thunder that seemed to run through the gap rushed towards Lord Whitman, this white thunder was not very powerful, but it was enough to subdue ordinary magical creatures, mainly to prevent accidental injuries and not kill.
But the white egret who activated the magic and the bird of paradise on the side suddenly widened their eyes, and Lord Whitman only raised a hand, and a six-pointed white magic array blocked in front of him, and the white lightning strike on it didn't even make a sound.
"Dane Whitman?!"
"Is it the Queen's defensive circle?!"
Dane Whitman's strength is clear to them, the magic storage is extremely low, not to mention the power, and the overall strength is only a little stronger than the magic creatures at the bottom, if it is a frogman, one dozen and two are hanging.
But now he actually used the queen's magic array, and easily blocked the thunder magic of the egret?!
It's like a vegetarian who has been ridiculed by you for decades suddenly runs up to you and bites a big meat elbow and eats with a mouth full of oil.
"Whitman, you!
The Bird of Paradise scolded, but as Whitman's eyes turned to a deep darkness, he froze in place, his consciousness locked in endless darkness.
The egret, which was wrapped in thunder and lightning all over its body, also kicked its legs, its wings froze, and a dog ate and fell to the ground.
The Eye of Darkness can pull the spiritual power of the creature consciousness into the darkness, where it is just like a boundless cage trapping it and blocking all the perception of the body.
Until then, no one including Morgan Le Fay knew about this magic, and perhaps, it wasn't magic.
As for the one that Tony was hit by before, it was a weakened version of the Dark Eye, otherwise, Tony wouldn't have felt the flow of aura around him at all.
"Two multi-billed birds, singing and harmonizing, I have been unhappy for a long time. Lord Dane Whitman walked to the center, stood next to the petrified bird of paradise, and kicked the petrified bird of paradise out of the way, crashing into the corner and breaking into several pieces.
Slightly venting his frustration, he was suddenly attracted by the beautiful scenery in the corner of his eye.
I saw that on a large bed in the center of the 3 by 2.5 meters, a piece of Morgan Le Fay's smooth white and greasy legs leaked out of the quilt.
The perfect curves and skin, as well as the unique emotion for this 'niece', suddenly warmed up the palms of all kinds of veterans.
"Finally, it's not easy to get into your room, and I've been waiting for more than twenty years!"
Lord Whitman stepped over to the bedside and smiled pervertedly at Morgan Le Fy's beautiful face.
"It's so beautiful, it's really beautiful~ I knew when you were still an 'incompetent person' that you must be a beauty when you grow up, so I chose to take you away and give you all the best things second only to me at that time, even those women never enjoyed.
Until you first came into contact with magic, the smile you had that day, I haven't forgotten it now..."
"But when I asked you to repay me with your body, you turned out to... Refused!
A person who only has a lowly status, a person who has been blessed with everything, actually rejected me?!"
Lord Whitman's smile slowly turned hideous, and even his body trembled.
"Look around, this castle, everything in this house!
"It's me!"
"I made you who made you, I gave you the opportunity to get it all!!
And you, just let me manage a group of garbage knights who will only die for you!"
"Privileges? You think I don't know, it's just a handout for a beggar on the roadside!
I'm the real noble! I'm supposed to be the master of this world, not a slut who relies on me to learn magic!"
Lord Whitman suddenly clenched his right fist, and the white gloves instantly petrified and shattered into slag.
"In order to be able to give me, an ordinary person, extraordinary magic, you can't imagine what I've endured all these years...
It was my mistakes back then that made you, and now... It's time to correct it, it's just a pity that your body should be in my bed. ”
Lord Whitman raised his right hand, and with an inexplicable force, his palm turned into a lizard-eyed claw, and at the end he glanced at Morgan Le Fay.
"Die!"
"I'm sorry, I'm looking for a crystal man named Gus, he needs to make good on his promise with me, do you know where he is?"
"???" Lord Whitman looked at the door with a bewildered expression, and a mustachioed man was facing the black box posing and lifting at his feet.
As his gaze shifted to the box, the corners of Lord Whitman's eyes jumped wildly.
It's the magic crystal! It's the magic crystal he prepared!
Shouldn't this be on the other side of the teleportation array? Nope... These are magic crystals for the gods!
"You..."
"Buzz~bang!" A charge cannon shot into his chest in an instant, and a strong force directly rushed Lord Whitman to the wall behind him, and after the palm of his hand touched the wardrobe, the entire wardrobe was instantly petrified.
Tony, who had won the blow, fired his bow left and right, and the cannon was aimed at his head, but at that moment, Lord Whitman raised his hand and opened a six-pointed star magic array.
The cannon that hit it on it bounced back! and a shot nearly hit Morgan, shattering the big bed.
A very pure magic suddenly erupted, and Lord Whitman's eyes lit up as he saw it all.
This slut turned out to be a big bed made of a super magic crystal?!