My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

All sounds are silent.

Silence reigned.

The lightning did not fall as he wished; instead, it rebelliously stopped in the clouds.

Faced with the strange expressions on everyone's faces, which were hard to contain, Oliver's expression stiffened again.

Could it be that...

Is Oliver going to recreate another classic scene?!

At this moment, not only his teammates, but even the bird girl in the sky looked at him with an expression of utter disbelief.

On the other side, Weiss's eye twitched violently a few times.

Oliver would have just released the move if he hadn't come up with such bizarre names.

But now it's quite clear that unleashing these moves under such a name requires a certain amount of courage...

If Oliver were the kind of electronic pet that could be featured in cyberpunk character catalogs.

Then I became his photographer.

It also requires tremendous psychological resilience.

but......

Thinking that he had already tormented Oliver twice before.

Weiss, unusually, softened his heart this time.

Never mind, take it.

Things shouldn't happen more than three times.

"BOOM!!!!!"

The next second, the delayed lightning crashed down.

The bird girl, who had no idea what Oliver was up to, suddenly raised her head, her heart pounding with fear, her pupils dilating in shock.

Her pupils reflected the dazzling white light.

"No way, an 8th-tier weather master can also release lightning!?"

In that instant, there wasn't even a chance to move a finger.

The explosive and thick lightning completely engulfed her entire body.

To everyone's astonishment, the bird woman's figure was instantly reduced to charcoal by the lightning strike, and her white feathers were instantly evaporated by the high temperature.

The ground at the point of impact was burned into a patch of scorched black earth, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards.

The air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell.

The rain gradually stopped.

A rainbow appeared.

"puff"

A sound.

Oliver's knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the wet ground, his hands forming...

A classic celebration gesture that embraces the sky.

Luya, who was trying hard to suppress her laughter, managed to keep her expression in check.

Mona, without any expression, clapped her hands lightly in amazement.

So the other night patrol members followed suit and clapped softly around Oliver, feeling deeply ashamed of the doubts and questions they had had for a moment.

"Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap—"

"..."

Seeing this bizarre scene that resembled a fake human celebration, Elune, who had been secretly observing with the moon, fell silent.

No, look at this scene for yourselves, isn't it weird?

Those who can hold their breath can be diagnosed as being in a vegetative state.

at the same time.

With the death of the 8th-tier dual-sequence bird woman, Weiss, sitting in the carriage, instantly felt a surge of new power flowing into his body.

Using a 9th-order severed-arm sequence, he defeated two 8th-order feathered warriors.

This wonderful taste was like drinking several bottles of level 8 magic potion.

Compared to his understanding of the natural system, his physical attributes are rising wildly and recklessly.

Regarding the increase in this independent ride zone.

Weiss was quite satisfied.

"Indeed, I'll have to come back sometime if I have the chance—"

"The best course of action is to kill all these feathered warriors..."

Aunt Bai, who was leaning against the window, looked at Weiss with a wicked grin, somewhat puzzled.

Although she didn't know exactly what had happened.

But this guy must have done something bad again.

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3000 words bonus for every 100 monthly votes.

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Chapter 78: Dual-Sequence Fusion, Ultra-Miniature Flash!! (6.8K words)

—The border of the Dark Realm, Moonlit City.

On the city wall.

Five members of the Night Patrol, led by Xuehou, stood there on high alert, but all of them looked listless and dispirited.

As originally planned, they had been guarding this place for several days.

As a result, not a single Feathered One has come to attack so far.

Even the 6th-tier Feather King who launched the attack first seemed to have vanished into thin air, remaining stationary at the entrance area of ​​the Black Realm without taking any rash action.

"Are these winged warriors really not planning to attack?"

"Such a large city is right here, do they really think they can't see it?"

The Snow Knight couldn't help but speak first, his tone tinged with confusion.

His gaze swept across the empty fields below the city walls, then he glanced back at his teammates who were equally bored.

"How about we retreat a bit?"

"Go and support the fleeing residents; at least that can reduce casualties."

The voice just fell.

The woman with purple hair and a scorpion braid who came with the Snow Woman shook her head.

"Absolutely not."

"The reason why the enemy's Tier 6 Feather King did not make any rash moves is precisely because we are guarding the front line."

"Once our defenses are pulled back, the enemy's Tier 6 Feather King will advance as well. At that time, all the residents in the back positions will be wiped out in an instant."

Upon hearing this, the Snow Knight sighed helplessly.

The purple-haired woman continued to explain:

"Although the situation is currently deadlocked, at least there are only ordinary low-level Winged Warriors chasing after us."

"Given this situation, at least half of the refugees are likely to survive."

She stopped there.

Actually, there was one more thing she didn't say to his face.

Perhaps the current stalemate is actually the most beneficial for future developments.

After all, if too many refugees survive, the core towns in the central region simply cannot accommodate them, which will only lead to a series of more troublesome situations.

so......

As long as the border camps are not breached, the situation in the wild can be allowed to develop on its own.

Of course, this was just her own cold-blooded judgment based on reality, not a decision made by the Night Patrol's higher-ups. It is true that the Night Patrol headquarters is currently short-staffed.

After a long silence.

The snow woman, dressed in white robes, slowly spoke:

"Yes, right here. Let's keep waiting."

"Once the situation in the south is resolved, someone should come to the Black Realm border to provide support..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the wind howled through the cracks in the city wall, whipping up her snow-white hair.

Although their current forces are not yet able to wipe out the Feathered Ones.

However, with me here, there's absolutely no chance that a Tier 6 Feather King will cross over to Moonlit City.

.....

Meanwhile, on the other side...

After a difficult defeat of the bird-man with feathers, the night patrol team caught up with the caravan in just over ten minutes.

Several maids from the Selenes family immediately busied themselves, taking out gauze and ointment to clean and bandage the wounded.

Meanwhile, in the last carriage, there were no injured people.

All the night patrol members stared at Oliver with shocked expressions.

It was as if I had seen a fake...

This guy can even control lightning!?

This scene was like Jiahao practicing his swordplay on the playground every rainy day, only to find that while his classmates were laughing and gossiping, he actually managed to cleave the Heavenly Gate with a single sword strike.

Now Jiahao has someone else.

Soon, everyone started praising him.

"Brother, we'll all be counting on you once we get to the capital!!!"

"Oliver, I never imagined that someone with a natural constitution like you could actually fight!"

"Bro, that was amazing!" At this point, a night patrol member approached and patted Oliver on the shoulder with a serious expression. "Sorry, I dreamt about the day you took the night patrol exam, and I accidentally woke up laughing. I promise next time I'll wake up peeing..."

Immediately, praise and flattery arose one after another.

This is neither flattery nor bootlicking.

Such an amazing scene, who wouldn't praise it!?

Even Mo

Na couldn't help but praise him.

"Your last, slow-motion attack was really awful..."

Although his tone was calm, it was sincere.

Indeed, that super Thor burst, delayed by a full five seconds, truly deserves to be called a genuine Weather Master's secret technique.

Absolutely no one can withstand the first strike of this move.

The strange rhythm difference in that moment, if filmed, would probably make viewers wonder if the background music and dubbing were wrong.

At this moment, hearing everyone's praise, Oliver felt somewhat dazed.

I felt light as a feather, as if I were floating on a cloud.