Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 456: A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I am old and weak

Leonard's left and right hands simultaneously produced two items.

In his left hand was a twelve-sided die that shimmered faintly; it was a "strange object" he had borrowed from Miss Justice.

In his right hand was a stack of monocles, twenty monocles stacked together, created by the gem that could create monocles at will.

He infused the strange object in his left hand with spiritual energy, while simultaneously swinging his right hand forward repeatedly, each swing dislodging 20 monocles at once.

Each time, the twenty monocles collided with each other in the air and flew toward Innszangwell in irregular trajectories.

Suddenly, something strange happened.

These lenses change under the influence of the "Shining Variant Three-Eight-Sided Dice," with each set randomly generating 20 different extraordinary abilities.

A small number of lenses with the "buff" will be instantly shattered by a nearby lens, transferring the buff to the nearest lenses. The majority of the remaining lenses will inflict effects such as explosion, burning, poison, and lightning strikes. They will slash towards Inszangwill from various angles.

At the same time, Mirror Leonard launched a saturation attack on Mirror Inszangwell from several other angles.

Inszangwell's biggest disadvantage is that his mirror image can only keep pace with his own movements.

Just as Leonard said, Inszangwell is now surrounded by her alone.

She wasn't exaggerating; she really is a good girl.

In an instant, an intricately patterned bronze door opened between Inszangwell's brows, and a semi-transparent, illusory spirit was released, which then swallowed him whole.

This is a spirit from East Bailang. Because its appearance resembles being wrapped in two purple blocks, it is called "Two Purples," and because of its extraordinary abilities, it is also known as "Big Stomach."

As Inszangwell was devoured by the spirit, the spirit immediately curled up into a ball as a form of protection.

Inside Ling's stomach, Inszangwell used 008 to quickly write the next arrangements on the clothes.

"An unknown spirit realm being was drawn to the battle, felt great sympathy for Inszangwell's plight, and decided to personally intervene and take him away!"

But just as he finished writing, the surface of his clothes suddenly loosened, and a small piece of cloth turned into withered petals and detached from his clothes.

Before anyone knew it, several invisible flowers had appeared on his clothes.

Perhaps it was a "coincidence" that these petals happened to cover the word "spirit realm".

Without this word, the meaning of what Inszangwell wrote completely changed.

A passing bird happened to be attracted to him and decided to fly down to rescue him.

Unfortunately, it was just an ordinary bird, and it was soon struck by lightning from a single eye, which emitted the aroma of meat.

when!
Inszangwell's pupils contracted slightly.

His mind has been misled! That attacker had accomplices!
His intact eye looked up and, through the translucent spirit body that enveloped him, saw a person standing on the roof and a pair of scarlet eyes.

He looked down at Inszangwell; although his face was obscured, his eyes were particularly striking.

A vampire!
No! Inszangwell's mind raced. There's one more! At least a mid-sequence audience, or an extraordinary item of the audience pathway!
He let out a low growl, his teeth sharpening, a thick, dark blackness churning in his eyes, a shadowy, lightless void slowly rippling within his deep blue, almost black eyes.

He constructed a simple dreamscape in his mind to prevent his subconscious mind from being attacked again.

As he regained full consciousness, he quickly brushed off the petals from his body and wrote the next sentence.

"Inszangwill is in excellent condition today and can effectively control his mythical creature form, so he has decided to go all out and use all his strength to escape from here!"

Almost at the same moment, the rustling of pages turning rose from a narrow alley not far away. Fowles, wearing a hood, lightly swiped across a page.

This was an extraordinary ability she had recorded from Miss Emperor during the last team-building event. And it was precisely because of this ability that Fowles's guess about Xing's strength was elevated several levels.

[Memories reappear as if from the past]
A heart-shaped bubble appeared above Inszangwell's head, and a pink ripple spread outwards, causing a small area centered on the bubble to freeze in time for ten seconds.

The next moment, a beautiful rainbow streaked across the dark sky.

A white horse gallops across the sky, stepping on a rainbow.

On horseback is a beautiful young woman whose face is obscured; she is Audrey Hall, who has already undergone her transformation.

The crimson sunlight condensed in her hands, transforming into rows of white javelins that were too dazzling to look at.

As they sped forward along the rainbow, Audrey casually tossed down one sun javelin after another.

The javelins split in the air, quickly transforming into a white curtain of rain.

In Inszangwill's perception, what had just been a dozen or so lenses flying towards him had suddenly become a dense, overwhelming swarm, leaving almost no gaps. These attacks struck the spirit that enveloped him almost simultaneously. Undoubtedly, the spirit couldn't withstand the attack and was easily and instantly killed.

With Ling's death, the protective barrier on his body vanished instantly.

Subconsciously, he prepared to transform into a semi-spirit state to evade the remaining attacks.

But his spiritual intuition prevented him from doing so.

really.

Following closely behind, sun spears, imbued with a purifying aura, rained down like droplets. Even as a demigod, he was forced to raise his hand and awkwardly block them.

This is already the sixth extraordinary ability. Based on Inszangwill's demigod-level intuition, there are likely at least four people on the other side.

In that instant, a line of poetry by Emperor Roselle flashed through Inszangwill's mind.

The village children bully me because I'm old and weak...

He had no time to think; a painful groan quickly followed. Thick black smoke billowed from the spot where Inszangwill had been hit, obscuring the vision of those around him.

The next second, a deep roar sounded, and a strange monster with eight "legs" and white feathers pounced out from the thick black mist.

The entire plaza was suddenly plunged into darkness, and even the light from the sun javelin and the rainbow in the sky were instantly swallowed up.

The insects in the soil and the bacteria on the floor tiles died one by one, entering an eternal slumber.

This is a combination of the forces of "night" and "death"!

…………

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the beautiful sea of ​​past lives, a staff as tall as a person floats parallel to the water's surface in the air.

Alicia sat on it, gazing at the several demigods not far ahead.

The black-haired, golden-eyed, masked military demigod spoke in a dignified tone.

"Attaching objects to this area is prohibited."

An inescapable law was proclaimed.

A figure flew out of the controlled carriage and appeared in the air.

He wore a long white robe inlaid with gold thread, his hair was light yellow and slightly curly, his eye sockets were noticeably sunken, and his face was thin and bony. His brown eyes held an uncontrollable malice and madness, and his rather thick lips were sealed with gold studs covered with fine patterns, giving him an eerie and terrifying appearance.

The Silent One, Mahames.

The military demigod who had just used the law only glanced at Alicia not far away before immediately looking away and turning his gaze back to Mahamus.

He recognized Alicia at a glance.

Clearly, Alicia's temperament and special effects are too distinctive, and the so-called disguise has no effect at all.

Upon seeing this, Alicia's expression turned somewhat dejected.

Looks like I won't be able to be the phantom thief today.

At that moment, McHamms raised his right hand and tugged at his lips.

The golden nails that had pierced through the upper and lower lips immediately flew off, no longer sealing the mouth.

Maihamus then opened his mouth. A silent curse spread, intending to turn the demigod into a goat.

However, these two were not the only ones pulled into the Starry Sea of ​​the Past by Alicia.

Including the several demigods and chariots present, everything that appeared in the square in the dock area, except for the knights and guards below the demigod level, was brought in by Alicia.

"Imprisonment!" A woman wearing a crown of thorns, a black evening gown, and a golden mask appeared out of thin air, raising her left hand and grasping the figure of Maihamus in her field of vision.

But with a silent shriek, Maihamus vanished from the spot.

The clash of various extraordinary abilities was indeed excellent. Alicia sat at the edge of the battlefield, watching the beautiful special effects flash before her eyes.

Just as Alicia was engrossed in watching, a hand wearing a black glove, concealed by the chariot, reached out from the shadows and grabbed at Alicia from afar.

(End of this chapter)