Fairy’s Box - Chapter 925

Bai Ying stared at Marta, the countless light-transmitting gaps all over his body, his facial contours twisted, his lip lines suddenly stretched to the limit, and he uttered a very shrill cry:

“Do not!!!!!!”

This wailing was like a spell, and it tore Marta’s consciousness instantly. She only felt a splitting headache, and instantly it seemed as if red-hot coal **** melted into her mind. Immediately afterwards, the scenery including the dark ocean began to retreat rapidly, and the girl fell into a vortex that opened from the void, dragged by the strong gravity, and kept falling…

The boundless sea of ​​darkness disappeared, the white altar disappeared, the pain of the torn brain quickly disappeared, and a feeling of fullness and comfort enveloped the body.

In the end, she finally stopped, fell back to reality, saw the white crystal chandelier on the ceiling, and saw the teacher looking at her calmly.

“I got rid of him!?”

Marta held her head, closed her eyes and listened for a while. After making sure that there were no more cursed whispers in her ears, she burst into tears of joy. She danced, cried and laughed, almost insane.

“…”

Yale stared at her expressionlessly, until the tree elf girl woke up and lowered her head in shame and shyness, looking and acting like a mole trying to find a hole.

“Go back and rest.”

The black-haired knight said nothing, closed his eyes, and silently sensed the position of the Lord of the Rings.

“Yes!”

Marta was amnesty, nodded obediently, lowered her head and stepped back to the door, then turned around and walked in one go, disappearing into the night in a flash.

“It’s still a child after all.”

Yale’s eyes opened a gap, glanced at the figure of the girl leaving, and then quickly closed, the figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, and the magic ring between the fingers showed the words like fire.

Taking the ring as a starting point, his consciousness quickly crossed the North Sea and connected to Surant.

…

In midsummer, the morning breeze of the North Sea carries warm humidity.

As dawn broke in the sky, Surante reached out and brushed off a bit of water mist condensed on the round window, curled up in his seat, and faced forward. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the scenery below, the sun was rising, and the earth was covered with a layer of pale golden light. The strong wind roared from the sky and swept the entire Funen Island. The giant tree cast by amethyst stood on the coast, like a lighthouse in the fog.

“Welcome to take the 666 flight from Lübeck to Funen, the terminal is here, ready to land.”

The voice of the flight attendant came from the loudspeaker. After the civil airship was bumped for a while, the whistle began to whistle, and along a slanted line from the sky, it slowly fell to the square with the flat ground below.

“Let’s go.”

Lydia walked to the sea witch, raised her glasses with her fingers, and lowered her eyes to look at her.

The female knight is dressed in fashion at the moment, with rosy curly hair, eyeliner, bright red lips, a white shawl cardigan, matching iron gray cropped trousers, a pair of thin high-heeled shoes, and a brand-name satchel in her hand. .

Under the make-up and clothes, Lydia’s image is completely different from the usual one, and the elegant and heroic temperament is gone, just like a rich businessman’s daughter. Behind her were Nancy and Nicole, who were similarly dressed, with brown polarized glasses and jewels all over their bodies, as if they were afraid that others would not know they were rich.

The Dark Twins are better in comparison, but they still can’t escape the setting of bodyguards. One black and one white suits, two fitted uniforms, white gloves and black leather shoes, their hair is cut short and dyed gold, and they quietly follow them. behind.

“…”

Surant stood up, tied his tie, and stood up from his seat.

She herself was wearing a black tuxedo, a white shirt, and a tie, with two silver shackles hanging diagonally from left to right on her chest—it seemed that she was obviously the housekeeper of one of the eldest ladies.

Several people left the square and came to the most prosperous downtown area to collect information.

Their plan was to take advantage of Hiluda’s vacation to raid her palace directly to complete their mission, and the Crystal Palace on Funen Island was the next place to stay for the goddess Freya.

This pedestrian street is more than 1,000 yards long, connecting several large ancient squares and commercial centers. Various small shops are lined up on the street, and there are a variety of amethyst products, accessories, glass products and other goods in it. There are countless shops, and among these shops, characteristic jewelry shops account for a large part, which should be related to the mainstream culture of the female statues here.

In addition to shops, there are also the Royal Theatre, the Academy of Arts, etc. on the pedestrian street, as well as the bronze statue of the Valkyrie riding the Pegasus. The Crystal Palace on the pedestrian street was the destination they were looking for, and it was also one of the famous palaces.

Brilliant sunshine, radiant palaces, this is a pure and transparent country full of fairy tale colors.

Several people circled around the palace, each looking for a breakthrough point, the sea witch felt that the ring between her fingers suddenly became hot, the dark power came out of the sky, and faint mental fluctuations came out.

“Your Excellency the Governor?” she asked with consciousness.

“Report your current position.”

“Fyne Island, Crystal Palace Plate,” she responded.

“The plan has changed, don’t act rashly, I will handle it myself.”

Yale told the other party the message, cut off the connection, then looked at the golden ring between his fingers, and sighed several times:

“I didn’t expect that with such a short distance, my power was weakened to the point where I could only talk. The Supreme Lord of the Rings ruled over all the rings… Meili’s product must be inferior.”

In fact, I can’t blame the doll girl for this. She said from the beginning that the power of the Lord of the Rings is limited, but Yalei’s self-confidence expanded after casting a perfect body, thinking that he has the ability to erode people’s hearts across time and space – and the Lord of the Rings is not even more powerful .

He does have it, but it must be in the form of infinite energy after transformation.

No matter how pure the power is and how profound the understanding of the source power is, it is difficult to reproduce the divine power that crushed the sealer when it was suppressed to the fifth order. This huge gap caused the black-haired knight to have a misjudgment. The ability he currently possesses is obviously far lower than his estimate.

This is also a disease that many knights of the end are prone to suffer from. They use the body of an ant to contain the soul of a giant dragon, and from time to time they will have the illusion that they are still a giant dragon.

Within a range of one or two hundred yards, Yale can indeed drive a determined person crazy with the source of fear. Beyond this distance, his power will be diluted. And from Dunlon to Funen Island, thousands of miles away, the source of fear has long been diluted to close to zero, and at best one or two long-distance calls can be made.

In other words, the biggest function of his Supreme Lord of the Rings is remote communication.