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Magic Bullet, as the word suggests, condenses the magic power into a ball and hits it directly, it is the simplest and most basic type of attack magic, and it is the first attack magic that almost all magicians master after getting started. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for Aishang Novel Network biquge.info the foundation of this kind of foundation, the basic of the basics, which can generally only be used as a slapstick game by children in the lower grades of the Academy of Magic. So when they saw that it was a magic bullet flying out of Kaguya's palm, the ghosts on the other side were stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed even more happily.

Also stunned was Ivan who flew into the air and was tracking Chigusa Amakusaki by Chachamaru's radar. As a vampire true ancestor and the most orthodox magician, Evan certainly knew about magic bullets, a trick that he only played when he was a child. To be honest, she really missed seeing the pile of tiny glowing projectiles released by Kaguya. Vampires have a special physique, and the speed of learning magic far exceeds that of ordinary humans, and it didn't take long for Evan, who mastered all kinds of high-level magic, to remember how long it had been since he had used such a gadget.

However, as Fang just said, blind arrogance is generally a vice only for rookies who have just gotten a glimpse of the way. Although Evan has stood at the apex of magicians, she will not think that Kaguya's strength is only at the level of a freshman in the magic academy. If you feel it a little closely, you will find that the magic power contained in those magic bullets is far from the level of a child's fight, and it is ......

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

The raindrops are flying in the sky, this description is not too much at all! The speed at which Kaguya spat out the magic bullet from his palm did not pause at all and grew faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was illuminated by countless tiny points of light as bright as daylight. (Reading the novel, go to Ye Zi Yo ~ Yo www.YZuU.CoM) Before the ghosts who stood in a pile and posed in a formation that was most suitable for being bombed by dense bombardment reacted, the magic bullet they had been laughing at just now had already arrived in front of them.

Boom Boom!

The sound of violent explosions is endless, so where is the magic bullet? It's as terrifying as the miniaturized bomb dropped by the latest supersonic bomber in the school city!

The billowing smoke and the flash of the magic bullet instantly drowned out hundreds of ghosts, and even the roars of intense pain could not be heard.

Well, not completely inaudible. It is estimated that a few of the monsters in the pile are specialized in the cultivation of the voice, and Evan, who was flying high in the air, still heard the occasional howl or two of pain under the sound of the explosion.

"It's so pathetic."

"Poor what? That woman is much kinder than she imagined, don't look at the exaggerated sound and light effects, in fact, she didn't kill one at all. It just happened that Cheng Dù, who controlled the magic power and knocked all the ghosts unconscious, just now she stared at those things just to record the endurance of each different body, it was really redundant. ”

Yiwen squinted at Chacha Pill, who was suddenly overflowing with love. 【Leaf*Child】【Yo*Yoo】

"Okay, okay, don't delay the radar search, it's estimated that it will be over soon, hurry up and find out the little mouse that is scurrying!"

Scurrying little mouse, and deliberately added an accent to the word 'small', Evan, how much do you care about being treated as a milky little girl?

Kaguya didn't have time to pay attention to the tantrum Evan, her eyes fixed on the cloud of smoke and dust that was about to be like a small nuclear bomb mushroom cloud. She has no ability to see, so of course she can't see what's going on inside. In fact, her gaze fell on it just in case, and she estimated the poor ghosts by her perception of the breath of life.

It's just that for the ghosts who are 'dead' in various stories, it seems a little inappropriate to use the word breath of life, right?

"What a waste of time......"

Regardless of the status of the princess or the actual laziness, Kaguya is a young lady who does not touch the spring water with her ten fingers after all, and her flat raised hand is already a little sore - then again, why don't you feel tired when you usually hold the handle and play for a long time?

"Why haven't you died yet?"

I didn't get tired of the challenging game of bullet fog, but Kaguya had to continue playing for a while. Among the group of ghosts who couldn't see their bodies at all, there were a few harder shells that didn't faint.

Should they be praised? It's just a small character who is waving the flag and shouting behind the big boss, but it is regarded as the main combat force, which makes them embarrassed when they thought they were here to bully the little girl?

"Whew~ It's finally over."

didn't make a single move, so he shouted a few tricks. It's a celebration that this kind of character can last a minute or two under Kaguya's hands.

There was a large pit in the ground, and the original stream was cut off, turning it into a lake with a strict lack of water storage. The surface of the water is crowded with unsightly floats.

Can such a big man still float? This is the only 'positive' assessment Kaguya gives to the enemy.

"Calling it a day?"

Sensing that there was no movement at all, Evan turned to look at the 'delicate' girl rubbing her wrists. Her servants also happened to find the whereabouts of the little mice.

"Let's go."

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The remaining occupants of the cottage are still in the living room. Things like gamepads, which are usually ordinary but today leave a bad memory for Levy, have been packed and stuffed back into the drawer of the TV cabinet, and I'm afraid the man of this house won't be visiting them for a while.

Because Evan went out and would be alone when he returned to his room anyway, Levi simply moved his work to the sofa in the living room. Holding up the lesson plan and occasionally writing a few words, this is not a tiring thing for him after strict training of his hands. It's just that the group of girls around him who are doing their own things occasionally distract him. However, despite the distraction, the pace of work is not necessarily slower than usual. It used to bother him every day that was Yiwen, but today it was replaced by three other girls, and the result of the role is basically the same.

To say that Levi is most comfortable, of course, is his good daughter.

It didn't take much time for Fitt to take over Chachamaru's usual work. Lévy didn't even need to open his mouth when he was thirsty, as if the girl with whom he had a heart-to-heart connection would pour a cup of tea at the right time. With such a well-behaved daughter, he couldn't help but sigh that he had done a good thing for several lifetimes to cultivate.

And Mengmeng, who sits next to him and watches TV, is a bit too much of a kind of Cheng dù.

Just watch TV. Levi used to be a calm killer, and he was able to concentrate on his target in a battlefield filled with gunsmoke and roaring everywhere. How can that little bit of sound from the TV interfere with work? So the problem is not the TV show Mengmeng is watching, but the pink princess herself.

The sofa in Levy's living room isn't the extravagant style that would sit in the high-ceilinged living room of a luxury mansion, but it's large enough to seat three people at once. It's just that Evan usually likes to lie down, even though her height is only a pitiful one meter three, and there is not much room left on the sofa after lying down. So usually the position of Mengmeng is the single sofa on the side. And today Evan is not there, and the vacated seat on the sofa is naturally occupied by her previous opportunity to play games, and now that the controller is in storage, she has not returned.

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