Chapter 423: The Great Love Poet Can Also Play Fists
In the corridor of the fifth floor below Helrom Prison, the black mist behind the gray-haired beauty was like a thunderous storm sweeping in, and every note she uttered carried an invisible pressure.
Standing there, the eerie eighth-level presence was enough to make any living being tremble.
The seventh-level warden lying on the ground was the best proof of her dangerousness.
Her dark blue eyes were sharp and deep, and her posture exuded supreme authority and elegance, as if she could see through everything.
However, the black-haired, green-eyed figure standing in the distance always remained indifferent. Her eyes were clear, and it seemed that the chaos and pressure of the whole world could not touch her.
"You...know you can't defeat me with normal methods, so you try to pretend to have a different personality, right?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet thought for a moment and seemed to have come up with the answer, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The other party did not become emotionally agitated because of her, but she was the one who became angry because of the other party's reaction. This was obviously the other party's strategy.
They are the same type of demons, and they defeat their enemies more through mind games and words than through force.
"It's really brave, but sometimes courage is not enough to change fate."
The gray-haired beauty leaned forward slightly, a playful smile playing on her lips.
“…”
The figure with black hair and green eyes said nothing.
No matter what, Lan Fu had followed him for these years, and even if she had not made any contributions, she had worked hard. Even if she was just Lan Fu's phantom, she did not attack for a while, and he did not have the heart to treat her as an enemy and beat her up.
"Haha, look at your ridiculous attempt, do you really think you have a chance? You are so naive!"
The Phantom Great Love Poet folded his arms, showing no intention of doing anything himself.
Even if she was at level eight, her strength and magic power still might not be enough to win a level five combat position.
But with her voice, even an eighth-level enemy would find it difficult to resist.
What's more, I am just a first-level self.
"So how are you going to win?"
Seeing that the Phantom Great Love Poet was slow to act, Lanqi asked helplessly.
"You know, when your happiness reaches a thousand times, you can no longer tell whether it is pain or happiness. I can let you experience it over and over again until you die. Even if you die in my hands, you will sincerely thank me and fall in love with me."
The gray-haired beauty twisted her soft hair around her shoulders with her index finger and said with great confidence,
"You don't think that I can only amplify your emotions through sound amplification, but can't actively stir up your desires, right? This is the absolute gap between the eighth level and the first level."
"Is this true? Do you have this ability?"
Lanqi asked curiously and surprised.
“…”
The Phantom Great Love Poet felt that the other party still seemed to look down on her.
"Haha, just keep pretending, you weak first-level demon. The calmer you are now, the better your voice will sound when you beg for mercy later. I will find ways to make you cry and beg for mercy, and then I will completely destroy you."
The gray-haired beauty's eyes gradually became stern, and she didn't want to play with him anymore.
She raised her finger slightly and pointed at the other person, as if an invisible magical power had gathered around them.
"Go crazy, stupid guy."
As she finished speaking, a dangerous aura surged.
As long as she uses this magic, not only emotions, but even the desires in her heart will be aroused! However.
One second passed.
Two seconds passed.
Five seconds passed.
Nothing happened on the corridor.
“…”
Lanqi still looked at the Phantom Great Love Poet as if he were a fool.
This made the Phantom Great Love Poet's face freeze.
She looked at her fingers to confirm that the spell was cast correctly, then used it again on the other party, but the other party still did not move.
"Why don't you go crazy? Don't you have any desires in your heart?"
cried the Phantom Great Love Poet, not understanding why her desire for the other party was not working.
Obviously, my emotions will fluctuate depending on the other person's reaction, but the other person's nerves are like steel and cannot be shaken at all! "Maybe, but not much. At least you can't affect me."
The black-haired, green-eyed girl took a deep breath and looked calmly at the Phantom Great Love Poet, who patiently explained it to her.
"What kind of monster are you?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet gradually felt that something was wrong. She knew very well that if she were at the first level, she would definitely be caught.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
It was as if something indescribable was controlling her body!
"I am a human being, and no one can confiscate my human status."
Lanci replied.
"Human? Your current will is that of an ascetic female monk or priest, so you can barely resist my charm?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet feels that even if there are humans who can cooperate with her original body, they must have extremely high willpower.
Otherwise, her body alone would be enough to turn him into a puppet, control his mind, and enslave him completely.
"First of all, I'm a man. Secondly, I'm not a clergyman. And, you call this seduction? Every time I see you talking with that face, I just wonder why the old woman pretends to be a virgin..."
It seemed that Lanqi couldn't help but be amused by her.
At least the Great Love Poet didn't have the ability to make him laugh, but the eighth-level Phantom Great Love Poet did it. Lanqi had to admit that she was still quite powerful.
"……?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet stood there in a daze. She didn't know what the other party meant exactly, but she only felt extremely insulted.
What is an old woman? Why can't she charm even one man?
Does the other party really look down on her as an eighth-level demon?
"You bastard! Today I will beat you to your knees even if I have to use my fists, and then make you my slave!"
The Phantom Great Love Poet screamed in frustration.
The most powerful ability that she was proud of was of no use at all, and she had to conquer the enemy with fists and feet. This was a great shame and humiliation for her!
"I'm going to break you!!"
The Phantom Great Love Poet couldn't suppress the hatred at the corners of her mouth. Her black jade-like fingertips, with a cold light, drew an arc in the air and attacked the neck of the black-haired, green-eyed figure in the distance.
Her ferocious voice was soft and cold, echoing in the empty maze. Her eyes flashed with a chilling bloodthirsty light, announcing to the world her eagerness for the impending torture.
Just as the phantom with gray hair and blue eyes loves the poet, his movements are as swift as lightning across the night sky, so fast that it is hard to keep up with the pace.
At this moment, Lanqi already had an orange translucent magic card in his hand. The unstable card surface was shaking slightly, as if it existed in a space that was different from this world.
"Lanfu, I'm very sad that you are like this."
No one knew what expression was underneath the mask, but at least from his eyes, he was very reluctant to defeat the poet of great love himself.
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