Suddenly, the wounded doll paused its downward slash with its sword, then abruptly turned around and swung the sword behind it.
Sure enough, the two Bombs together pushed a ball of electricity made entirely of plasma towards them. If the Scarred Doll hadn't changed its tactics halfway through, it might have been burned to ashes by the raging lightning.
The scarred doll pressed down with its scythe, its single leg scraping against the electric ball with a grotesque creaking sound.
Several dozen steps away, a graceful lady in a maid's dress slowly emerged from the shadows, her toes barely touching the ground.
She tilted her head slightly, covered her mouth, and chuckled, "I've never seen Lord Lykan look so disheveled before... Colleen, do you have your phone? Why don't we take a picture to remember this moment?"
Not long after, a little girl and a shy-looking baboon emerged from the shadows.
The little girl timidly gripped the chainsaw in her hand, walking hesitantly, carefully checking her surroundings for any other skeletons.
After observing and confirming that there were no other remains, Ke Lin breathed a sigh of relief and had time to respond to Lina.
Colleen shrank back, surprised, and said, "Huh, isn't this inappropriate?"
But after thinking for a while, Xiao Kelin also felt that such a scene was truly rare, and nodded obediently like a quail, saying in a soft, sweet voice:
"However, if it's Miss Lina's order, I will do it!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ke Lin lowered her head to look for her phone.
But the phone had only just been taken out.
Suddenly, Lycahn jumped up from the ground and kicked the bruised doll away from behind.
Then he dusted himself off, straightened his back, struck a haughty pose, and said:
"It's not easy to have a chance to fight a strong enemy, so taking a picture to remember the occasion is a good idea."
Lina had already floated over and stood beside Lycan, her hands clasped together in front of her, and said gently:
"But what we want to remember is [the disheveled Lord Lycan]. We've seen you like this too often; we're almost tired of it."
"How about we take one picture when Lord Lycan lies down again, just one!"
Lina clasped her hands together, leaned close to Lycahn's ear, and spoke with anticipation in her eyes.
But Lycan was not about to let her have her way. The thought of the strange looks that Fagga and Ellen gave when they saw the photo made Lycan feel uneasy. Even the thick white down on his face could not hide the blush on the face of the fierce wolf-like man.
But Lina's coquettishness is rare, and it works exceptionally well every time she uses it.
Before Lykan could even turn around, he could feel the intense gazes behind him, so he didn't dare continue the conversation and quickly said:
"Lina, be mindful of your behavior in front of the children and guests."
"Moreover, with a formidable enemy at hand, we must maintain the most basic respect."
Lina blinked, her long eyelashes brushing against Lycan, before finally turning away and letting him go, muttering, "Well, okay."
"Colleen, stay where you are and protect Miss Ropemaker."
Upon hearing this, Ke Lin nodded crisply and said, "Mm."
After arranging the work, Lina turned around, her gaze shifting to the scarred doll, and said softly:
“Lord Lycaen, Corinne previously negotiated with a certain doll and extracted information about the Scarred Doll.”
At this moment, Lycan had already rushed out. His initial aggressive stance suddenly changed to a more entangled attack. He kicked away the wounded skeleton with his knee, finally gaining a chance to catch his breath. He hurriedly turned around and asked...
"What intelligence? How credible is it?"
"Based on my speculation, it is highly credible."
Lina looked up at the ceiling, where there was a huge hole. It was clear that Lycaon and the scarred doll had fallen from there.
After a pause, Lina continued, "The intelligence says: [The scarred doll that fought us is not its true form, but merely an external manifestation of its abilities]."
"As for the scarred doll itself, it is a plush toy that is only forty centimeters tall."
"Lord Lykan, have you seen that toy?"
Upon hearing this, the scarred doll suddenly intensified its attack.
Lycaen's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately realized that everyone had found the scarred doll's weakness. He gritted his teeth and accelerated his kick.
The metal prosthetic leg beneath his feet suddenly erupted with a dazzling ice-blue light, launching a continuous barrage of attacks, and he actually flew up halfway up, stomping on the head of the wounded doll repeatedly.
"drink!"
With his final kick, Lycahn stomped on the scythe, and the wounded doll was suddenly thrown backward by an irresistible force.
At that moment, Lycaon shouted, "That doll is upstairs, I threw it up there!"
Upon hearing this, Lina's eyes immediately lit up, and lightning flashed around her, enveloping her entire body and sending her upstairs.
Seeing this, the scarred doll panicked. Its remaining leg suddenly bent, and then its whole body flew towards Lina like a spring.
But it had only flown halfway when it felt something grab its thigh, something icy cold.
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