Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

“This scene… is very strange. I think I’ve seen it before.” Sack didn’t know how to explain his strange behavior to them. He could clearly feel the familiarity of the scene, but he just couldn’t remember what he had seen back then.

Although his explanation was vague, they still understood that this thing was dangerous.

"Let's inform Elsa and the others first; it seems we're about to start a raid..."

Mir turned his gaze to Angela, who was standing in the center of the lake. He hadn't sensed any magic from Angela before, yet she was able to stand steadily in the center of the lake.

"What should we do? Go over there and beat her up?"

"What if this is a trap? It's too dangerous."

"I have a feeling she's doing something bad... Could she be preparing some kind of large-scale magic ritual?"

The three of them discussed it and still felt that going directly there seemed too risky, but Mil's intuition was sending increasingly strong warnings.

"Never mind, I'm going to go over there and beat her up first!"

Ignoring the other two's attempts to stop him, Mir charged forward like a brute. However, to his surprise, his water-walking technique had no effect on the water, and he sank straight down.

Mill: "Gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

Sak: "..."

Carlo: "..."

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get him out!"

After being reminded by Sack, Carlo realized what was happening and quickly helped Sack pull Mir out of the water.

Mir, who had been pulled out of the water, struggled to shake the lake water out of his joints. The feeling of water inside him made him very unhappy, and it was also very inconvenient for him to move around in the water as a human puppet.

"What's wrong with you? Did you even forget to use your water-walking technique?"

"I used it! It didn't work!" Mil retorted vehemently. Although he was reckless, he wouldn't be so reckless as to forget such a basic thing.

“Something’s not right, something’s very wrong…” Carlo muttered, biting his nails and staring at the lake.

"What's wrong?" Sack looked at his companion with suspicion. "Of course we know something's wrong. Even a fool could see it!"

“I remember this artificial lake was designed to be quite shallow at the edges,” Carlo explained to the two with a frown. “That’s why Mill sank to the edge of the lake just now, and we almost couldn’t reach him…”

Only after hearing Carlo's explanation did the two realize what was going on.

What is this lake being transformed into?

Chapter Forty-Seven Hurricane

Mill picked up a leaf and placed it on the lake to test it; the leaf sank immediately.

"Damn! I knew there was something wrong with this water."

Carlo placed his hand on the lake surface in an attempt to freeze the water, but his "freeze" technique was incredibly slow, like a tortoise crawling. He managed to freeze a small portion of the water, but the ice sank back down.

"Damn! This lake is way more mysterious than I ever imagined!"

"Then I'll float over there."

Sack tentatively floated two meters directly above the lake's surface, and finding nothing to knock him down, he felt relieved and floated at full speed toward Angela.

At this moment, a strong wind, visible to the naked eye, arose on the lake. It was truly visible to the naked eye, because this wind carried a red substance, which dyed the entire sky a bright red.

As a member of the Soul Spirit race, Sak should not be affected by wind when floating, as he is supposed to be.

When the red wind blew onto Sak, he felt an irresistible force pushing him toward the shore. He was thrown to the lakeside by the wind, truly thrown to the lakeside, and even involuntarily created a long ditch on the shore.

The other two were also unable to check on his condition. The gust of wind wasn't specifically targeting Sak; it didn't stop even after Sak was thrown onto the lakeshore. Mil and Carlo were already struggling to withstand the wind alone.

It has covered the entire Ur Park, no, perhaps it has even covered the entire city of Ur.

While defending himself, Mir didn't forget to take a quick look at Angela in the middle of the lake. He saw Angela dancing in the middle of the lake, but if you had to call it dancing, it would be too ugly. It looked more like she was performing a shamanistic dance.

It's truly unimaginable that such a scene could be accomplished by an ordinary person without magic powers; at least, none of the three men present had ever heard of it.

If everyone in the world could do that, the world would be turned upside down.

The wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Sack had been blown away to who-knows-where, and Carlo couldn't hold on any longer either. He had been holding onto the railing by the lake, but with the increase in wind force, he was blown away along with the railing.

Mil was doing somewhat better. He used his brute force to plant his feet in the ground, then bent his knees forward with his unusual joints, planted his right hand in the ground, and reached for the communication crystal with his other hand.

However, he couldn't hold on like this for long. As the wind picked up, even a layer of the ground was torn off.

In a frantic search, I found the beacon of the summer night among the crystals.

"Hello? Is this Xia Ye? Something seems to be going wrong on my end."

"I know."

"how do you know?"

"I was slammed against the wall by a strange gust of wind."

"..."

“Sak was photographed next to me.”

"???"

Mir didn't quite understand. Hadn't Sak just been blown away?

"Excuse me, where are you right now?"

“I was on Locke Street when Sack crashed through several buildings and landed next to me.”

Locke Street is at least two or three kilometers away from here. This strange wind may have really covered the entire city of Ur, or even more. Judging from Xia Ye's story that she was slammed against a wall instead of crashing through it, it seems the closer one is to the lake, the stronger the wind becomes.

"I……"

Mil wanted to say something more, but the strange wind finally grew so strong that even he could not stop it.

All that could be seen was that Mir's three limbs, which were stuck in the ground, were uprooted, and Mir was blown away like a rocket.

Because Mir was uprooted, he was blown high into the air, and he himself was unsure where he would land.

Mir stretched his right hand toward his chest with great effort.

A flash of white light, and the little girl Mil, lying on her back, appeared in the sky!

However, it was all for naught; the wind only made it easier for her to be blown around.

Time Master. Time Stop.

She wouldn't use this move unless absolutely necessary, because she couldn't control it at all. Every time she used it, time around her would be stopped. She didn't know the exact range, only that she had to use up all her magic power to use it, and that it could only pause for a little over a second.

Seeing that everything around him had come to a standstill, and that Mir, who had no magic at all, couldn't even use a speed boost.

For some unknown reason, Mir, whose time had stopped, did not fall; she was stuck in mid-air by the wind!

Mir quickly transformed back into his doll form. His previous actions were incredibly stupid; not only did he fail to descend even slightly, but he also exhausted all his magic power.

Mir continued flying at an extremely high speed into the distance.

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Locke Street, the summer night, pinned to the wall and unable to move, felt particularly depressing.

Elsa had long since been blown away, and a whole bunch of police officers were blown away with her.

"What exactly did you guys do to deserve this?"

“I don’t know,” Sack, covered in blood, replied. “The florist from before was the murderer. It seems she did something to cause this to happen.”

Sack looked utterly miserable. The strange wind had blown him three kilometers away, and he had bumped into countless things along the way. Fortunately, he only suffered minor injuries. The wind had subsided considerably here, although they could definitely feel it getting stronger.

Summer Night began to suspect that Sack was a fake ghost.

"Are you sure that woman is an ordinary person?" Xia Ye said, each word distinct. The strong wind made her lips tremble as she spoke, but fortunately, Sak was too preoccupied to notice her embarrassing moment.

"If an ordinary person could do that, then all those years of studying magic books would have been for nothing!"

Just then, the two heard a shrill scream, like that of a groundhog, coming from the sky.

"what!!!"

“This sounds like that kid Mil.” Unable to lift his head, Sack could only identify the victim by his voice. “Looks like this guy is even worse off than us.” The fake ghost couldn’t resist gloating over his companion’s misfortune.

"What do we do now? Just let this wind blow like this?"

“Wait,” Sak replied to the girl with two words.

"Wait for what?"

"This is beyond our control now; we can only wait for the big boss to resolve it."

After saying that, Sak used his psychic energy, but his light was inexplicably scattered by the wind. Sak used his actions to show Xia Ye his powerlessness.

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"Just as I thought..." Eileen stood unmoved in the red wind, with several teachers behind her who were also unaffected by the strange wind.

Using the spatial coordinates she left on Mil, Eileen sensed that Mil was healthy and uninjured. Since that was the case, she decided to leave him alone for now. After all, even if the tough guy's outer skin was smashed, it wouldn't affect the girl inside. The most urgent task now was to deal with the source of the strange wind.

"Ancient Gods..."

Chapter Forty-Eight: A Man Like the Wind

"Dean, I have reinforced all the buildings in the city with magic."

Eileen nodded to the person who reported to her, indicating that she understood. Reinforcing these buildings was necessary; otherwise, each large-scale enemy invasion would cause considerable damage. And if the buildings hadn't been reinforced this time, this strange wind alone would have been enough to wipe out the city...

She handed over all the miscellaneous tasks in the academy to Wang Lans; the most urgent task now was to seal this thing away.

"Alright, let's go."

With Eileen's command, everyone vanished as if they had never existed.

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"Who am I? Where am I? Who is attacking me? Who am I fighting?" Mir, who had finally landed, felt a little confused.

However, it is certain that he is now far from Ur City Park. The originally destructive strong winds have become like ordinary gales here. Although it still makes people feel a little unable to walk, it is still within an acceptable range.

Mil, clutching his head, crawled out of the crater he had created. Although his magic was depleted, his brute strength remained, preventing him from being unable to move due to the weakened strange wind.

Despite being blown so far from the sky and crashing to the ground, he didn't feel any major damage to his body, which suggests that his defenses were quite effective.