Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

Hiding in the bushes, Lillian wanted to breathe deeply, but she didn't dare to. She could only hide in it with her eyes wide open, and the veins on her neck bulged.

Is this a fucking student?

Is this a fucking teacher?

For the first time, Lillian realized that Victoria was truly a place full of hidden talents and extraordinary people. She also finally understood why Victoria didn't have a mirror spirit world.

Victoria is the largest gathering place for wild spiritual creatures.

According to common sense, there are usually not many types of spiritual creatures in an academy, because there are not many stable, efficient and self-contained spiritual creatures. An academy will usually only sign contracts with four or five groups to create a mirror spiritual world.

Victoria is no longer just a few ethnic groups.

No museum in the world has the full range of Victorian artifacts.

Flying in the sky, flying on the ground, swimming in the sky, running in the water, drilling on the ground...

There were all sorts of weird and wonderful things. And the scariest thing was, this was clearly a Spiritual Contract Master Academy, and Spiritual Contract Masters were supposed to be weak and vulnerable to close combat. But when Lillian tried to charge into the crowd and start killing everyone, over a dozen students simultaneously pulled out batons and armor-piercing hammers, nearly crushing her face into a compressed ball.

After finally waiting for the ink to recover, Lillian left the cafeteria's shelter. She felt incredibly angry and desolate.

She wasn't some murderous freak; she'd come to Victoria with a plan in mind. Furthermore, once she unleashed her seal and displayed her Grandmaster-level combat prowess, some unknown Zhou-level creature would likely visit within three seconds.

Zhou Yun.

Lillian had gone to great lengths, even acquiring a magical artifact like the Cloud and Mist Appearance, just to sneak in without alerting Zhou Yun. Now it seemed like she had succeeded, but the problem was that she had also failed.

Why did these two women doubt themselves?

Lillian still couldn't understand why Bai Dongdong and Lan Ling would suspect her and monitor her. She was flawless in both her identity and appearance, and she had never made any external contact. Yet, these two people managed to find evidence against her at the crucial moment.

No, we have to evacuate.

Her exposure was also part of her plan. Although it happened ahead of schedule, it didn't mean the plan had failed. According to her own estimation, Zhou Li should have arrived at the Usurper's Embers by now. He probably still needed to search for the remaining flames in the Embers and then obtain the crown, so that he could find the correct direction to the Great Library.

It can delay him for at least a month.

in time.

Lillian thought for a moment in the grass, then she took out a wolf-hair brush and drew a new door.

I can evacuate now. Waiting any longer could easily lead to problems. Besides, I've already completed my mission. Not running away would be wishful thinking.

After passing through a small path, Lillian began to think in her heart.

It's okay. Even if these two people collected my information physically, they wouldn't be able to accuse me of being a spy. I've tampered with Victoria's magic network, so they won't be able to contact the Sinai Desert security team in a short time.

In fact, apart from being inexplicably accused of being a shit-blowing maniac, he could even appear in the Sinai Desert with a swagger, and even go to the central city.

Although Bai Dongdong was a scholar of the Truth Church, she probably didn't have time to contact her teacher. As for the woman named Henyin, aside from her band identity, there was no need to take her too seriously. In other words, she hadn't actually been exposed, and even if she had, no one could have caught her.

Lillian pushed open the inky black door and took a step forward.

He retracted his steps again.

The face was clearly defined, as if carefully carved by a knife and an axe, with a cold and handsome look. The man stood quietly behind the door, his hand on the door handle, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at the other person with a half-smile.

"First of all, I'm sorry that my daughter bumped into you." The inky door didn't dare to move.

Don't dare to move at all.

Lillian's pupils didn't change, and her expression didn't change. She just stared at the man in front of her quietly, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

The handsome man slowly walked out and closed the black and white door. He looked at Lillian and said gently, "Secondly, as a father, I sincerely apologize to you."

"at last."

Extending his hand, Zhou Yun asked, "Would you like to shake hands?"

Lillian didn't move.

"Lanling is your daughter?"

She looked at Zhou Yun and said stiffly, "You hid it really well."

"No no no."

Zhou Yun put down his hand and said, "She is just my adopted daughter. Don't worry. She has nothing to do with Iris."

Hearing this, Lillian's eyes suddenly widened. She looked at Zhou Yun in disbelief and opened her mouth, but no words came out.

"SPW Foundation, right?"

Zhou Yun looked at the other party and said gently, "I didn't expect you to come to my door on your own initiative. You must have worked hard."

The moment the words fell, ink eroded the entire world, and Lilith's figure dissolved on the spot and instantly appeared on the road in the distance.

"The calligraphy and ink techniques of the Changqing Kingdom?"

Zhou Yun raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of praise: "Not bad, no wonder you were able to evade my detection. This surgical method does not produce any spiritual energy fluctuations."

“It’s just a little slow.”

Patting the other person on the shoulder, Zhou Yun said, "Don't worry, I'm generally kind to foreign friends. At least you haven't shown any destructive behavior so far. I can guarantee your personal safety."

"Pointless."

Shaking her head, Lillian's body turned into ink. She slowly emerged from the ink on the other side, transforming into Lan Ling and saying, "It would be meaningless even if you catch me. I can be anyone, including Lillian and myself."

"But you can't be me."

Reach out and hold it tightly.

Lillian's body suddenly shrank, as if she was imprisoned by an invisible force, and was nailed to the spot.

Zhou Yun looked at him and said, "Actually, I don't quite understand what your SPW Foundation is trying to do by tracking down Iris. Or are you also part of Solomon?"

"Don't compare us to those selfless losers."

Ink splashed everywhere, and Lillian emerged from the ground, then drew out an inky longsword and stabbed Zhou Yun in the waist. Zhou Yun turned around helplessly, grabbed Lillian's wrist, and threw her to the ground.

Water splashed everywhere.

Ok?

Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows. He was a little surprised that Lillian had completely erased her traces.

The Kingdom of Changqing... should not be underestimated.

Chapter 260 What kind of monster am I fighting?

lied to you.

It should not be underestimated.

Pressing on Lillian's shoulders, Zhou Yun nodded slightly and said gently, "It's too late to run away."

Vivian, who had used up half of her ink and teleported ten thousand meters away, was stunned.

No.

How did you get here?!

Standing on the desert hills, Victoria is in the distance and Zhou Yun is on her face.

No one told me that Zhou Yun could also teleport.

"Be honest."

Sighing, Zhou Yun said, "You should be thankful that I caught you. If it were Zhou Li, you would probably need super assembly right now."

Lillian's eyes turned cold, but she didn't give up her resistance. Or rather, as someone far removed from the Northern Continent, she felt Zhou Yun was nothing more than a stronger Last Martial. She'd seen Last Martial before, and had sparred with him before, but she felt Last Martial was just like that, with only a few more unique skills.

I'm not bad either.

Ink and wash become music!

The wolf-hair brush in his hand flicked out a streak of ink, and instantly, the entire sand dune was filled with the sound of music. These sounds echoed constantly, making people immersed in them.

Zhou Yun's hand loosened.

He frowned, listening to the various sounds around him. These sounds were not intense, nor were they aggressive. These sounds would cause people to think involuntarily, to think deeply, and to think all the time.

Zhou Yun directly switched his brain into a Zhou-level biological form.

Don't think.

With a casual slap, he directly slapped Lillian, who had turned into a thin thread, out of the dimness. Before the other party could react, Zhou Yun poked his finger at the other party's waist, and Lillian instantly lost control of her body.

"Grandmaster... not bad."

Nodding, Zhou Yun looked at Lillian, who collapsed on the ground with a look of astonishment on her face, and said calmly, "But it's only good. There's still a long way to go before we can achieve the final result."

How can it be?

Lillian had practically stopped thinking. The power she had just unleashed was simple: it transformed her into an inky musical note, hidden among millions of traces. Even her teacher, a master of ink painting, had to observe before deciphering it.

He just reached out and grabbed it?

666, you know whether it is opened or not.

"You should have another trick up your sleeve."

Zhou Yun looked at the other person and said, "Use it. You won't have another chance in the future."

Without questioning or threatening, Lillian simply stared at the monster. She believed that if she used her last resort, she would be able to escape the monster's grasp. However, the problem was that the initial swing of this ability was too long, and the monster would definitely not let her go.

"Use it."

Zhou Yun took a step back and said, "I'm very curious about the magic of the Changqing Kingdom, so I won't interrupt you."

Lillian's expression froze. She hadn't expected him to be like a cat playing with a mouse, letting her unleash her most powerful brushstrokes out of curiosity. She stared at him intently, her wrist twitching as the wolf-hair brush gradually lost its color.

colour.

The art of brush and ink conveys rhythm to the clouds and color to the world. When you completely abandon the rhythm in painting, all that is left is color.

Black and white give birth to all colors.

A dazzling riot of color spread, as if a piece of glass encompassing heaven and earth reflected in all things. The riot of color, centered around Lillian, instantly eclipsed all other colors. She clutched a brilliant golden halo and stood up. Her entire body shone with a dazzling halo, like a mottled block of color, as if she wasn't composed of flesh, but rather a mass of color.

"It's not colorless."

Zhou Yun sighed slightly in disappointment, "It seems this technique is also discontinued."

colorless?