"Ha~ah~ha~, what's the matter, are you helpless? Very unwilling, isn't it? After your own death, the person you cherish in your heart will stay in this dungeon for the rest of your life, and endure humiliation endlessly? This feeling of powerlessness must be really uncomfortable, right? Hey~Ah, what a pathetic guy.

However, don't worry, after we arrest them, we will definitely love and love them! Although, at the beginning, it is indeed a little painful, but people, after all, are the products of the environment, as long as they have been trained for many years, there will always be a day when they get used to it. At that time, maybe they will obediently close their eyes and enjoy themselves!"

In the illusion world controlled by himself, Ural made matters worse by approaching Mireyu, who was "hanging" under the beams, and then grabbed her taro-colored head, rudely pulled her head back, and then slapped her upturned little face hard.

Maybe it's because of the crisp echo of "pop ~ pop", which is particularly pleasant and seductive, the first slap actually aroused the sadism hidden in his heart****;

Mi Lei Youxiang's sweaty hair was firmly grabbed by the Urals, and even the most basic reflex evasion could not be done, so she could only expose this watery little face to the slap of the abuser, and endure the humiliation stubbornly, and her miserable situation could not be described in words.

Soon, probably because of some numbness, Mi Leiyou's miserable moans began to weaken, and she coughed instead, and fresh blood splattered from the cracks in the corners of her pale and weak mouth, one after another, as unstoppable as "the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves";

At first, although she relied on her defensive instinct, she also had a strong resistance, but after forty or fifty slaps, ruthlessly "lucky", she was still slapped and fainted; in the nylon rope grinding "hiss~hiss" sound, Mi Lei Youli shook her body involuntarily, from this pair of empty eyes, you can see at a glance that she has been "ravaged and destroyed", and her mind has returned to nothingness.

Until finally, Ural was probably tired from the slap, and wanted to relax physically and mentally, so he simply sat down, superimposed the mass of his whole body on her bloodstained back, and stretched out his hands, playfully tugging at the rope wrapped around his thighs and the upper end of his chest, and indeed began to swing. The "innocent" smile on his face is like returning to the childhood when he was unguessed.

At the scene, Giulias was the only one left, still lying in a pool of illusory blood, struggling to breathe.

"I have already sworn that I will never let my cherished companions be hurt again! Even if it is only a little! I will never allow them to cry! This is my basic principle as a man! But! You who are gentle and kind, why are you so abused!

Is it you, bastard, who made Mi Leiyou and them ~~~ into such a miserable situation?"

At this moment, Giulias, who was stabbed in the chest and fainted in a pool of blood, gradually began to wake up after hearing the nylon rope swaying back and forth, constantly rubbing the rough sound quality of the female **, and the green tendons on the bridge of his nose, like branched branches, suddenly burst out and spread to the corners of his eyes.

"Yo, what's wrong, haven't your spirit broken yet? Impossible, in the world I've set up, no matter how much you resist, it won't help!"

Ural, who was enjoying himself, suddenly heard movement coming from a pool of blood, and couldn't help but look at the ground with some strange eyes. At this moment, he was trying to stretch out his hands, pressing the pool of blood soaked all over the ground, and the shallow blood-colored ripples spread faintly with the undulating movement of his palm, and the dying guy seemed to have another chance to rekindle.

"Because of my weakness, you will be hurt?!I don't want to be like this anymore!I want to be stronger~~~ I want to be a real man who can stand alone! Abandon the previous exaggerated fighting style, and forget the ignorant habit of "cool"! Before becoming a magician, I want to strive to become a qualified warrior!

Bastard, don't ride on her back, let go of Mi Lei Yu for me!"

Julias, who was lying in the bloodstain, kept thinking about his cowardice in his mind, and every precious memory reflected the helplessness of grief and anger now, but every majestic throbbing in his heart could swell out a stream of heat that moistened people's hearts, filling his almost collapsed heart.

Eventually, he raised his head high and roared uncontrollably, while his arms puffed up and he stood straight like push-ups. After accumulating enough strength, he finally shed two lines of tears of remorse, and stood on the battlefield again like a warrior standing up to the sky.

"Huh, how can this be? My illusion magic mirage has actually been broken? His physical strength should have been exhausted by the scorching temperature!"

Julias, whose magic should have been exhausted, suddenly broke the shackles of the illusion, and the magic released from his body in a split second rushed like a hurricane, lifting Ural's glasses and flying into the air, where he was shattered by the fluctuating pressure before he could hit the ground.

This time, he finally opened his eyes and returned to the real world.

"This~~~ a lot of water flow! Since when did it start, the entire building street was actually soaked with wet liquid?!The temperature around the environment has also dropped so much unconsciously, and now, it feels so cool!"

Although Ural is the caster of illusion, his own consciousness is also integrated into the illusion in the process. So, when Giulias's magic began to burn, he was still immersed in his own visions of pleasure. In the end, when the illusion was shattered by the surging magic, the street where he carved his own works was already soaked in the surging flood!

Now, the sand poured out of his magic circle had turned into a puddle of cold mud! The heat wave that was enough to dissolve the magic itself was long gone! As for his own body, half of it was already soaked in water.

Suddenly, he was extremely surprised, and suddenly began to struggle, wanting to evacuate to a relatively high position. But what was even more strange was that his legs did not obey, as if they were entangled by some parasitic and intertwined aquatic plants in the mud, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move a single step at all.

At this moment, Julias, who was one with the water, sprang out of the water by surprise, jumped into the sky, and made a gesture of charged attack: I saw his arms, stretched out to the sides, almost straight into a straight string, his left hand clenched into a fist, aimed at the suspicious Ural, and his right hand held a column of water with a blue light. In addition, it is worth mentioning that from a certain angle, if you look closely, there will be a circle of "spirulina"-shaped stars inside the water column, shining like neon lights!

That's right, this shining starlight~~~ is a sign of the awakening of the "source force"!

"Impossible!How could you suddenly awaken this power?This is close to the ultimate power~~~!Could it be that before this, you had been hiding your strength?Then I~~~ Isn't it a miscalculation!?"

Looking at the dazzling luster of the spear, the Ural began to be afraid, although the temperature around him had dropped from seventy or eighty degrees Celsius at the beginning to less than twenty degrees Celsius now. But the cool and suitable environment did not freeze the panic and heat in his chest, and the full sweat that seeped out of the subcutaneous oil still "crawled" densely all over his face like ants coming out of the nest.

Suddenly, he was bluffed into despair, and in an instant, he quickly turned around, pulled out his legs, and prepared to escape, but he completely forgot to lock his feet tightly and firmly ~~~~~~ the water trap

So Giulias threw the spear in his hand like a javelin in an athletic event, and this time, it happened to concentrate his weak waist impartially! This water javelin, at the moment when it bordered the surface of his body, immediately roared, and transformed into a majestic waterspout, which wrapped the human body inside the tornado, and then stirred up like crazy, and its autobiography was even faster than the sharp arrow off the string!

However, the Urals, who are suffering mercilessly devastation, at this moment, are like a soil dog discarded in the "rotary bucket washing machine", stirred to the death of the irresistible "centripetal force", leaving only a pair of dejected white eyes, still embedded in the eye sockets, spinning in a daze. Immediately afterwards, the degree of the water column tornado became faster and faster, so fast that it was completely beyond the imagination of others:

Along the way, it destroyed everything it came across, whether it was stone pillars carved with ancient Roman frescoes, or some marble platforms welded to the ground, or even solid walls, they were uprooted, and a huge hole was pierced in the ceiling that led to the higher streets!

"Foolish fellow, you actually want to speculate on our current strength through the video of past battles? Don't you know that everything is changing? The magic stored in the body of the magician will make an immeasurable leap with the strong belief in his heart!

In order to protect the people I deserve to protect, I have no choice but to keep getting stronger in the cruel desperate environment! At that time~~~ It was precisely because you angered me that I awakened the infinite power hidden in my soul! Hmph~Hmph~, you bastard, you are really digging your own grave!"

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