66. Prelude to riots

[Night Star, if I'm not there in the future...... Once you've made the wrong decision, hopefully someone will be able to stop you......]

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Nightstar ripped off his hood and looked up at the sign of Yuriyu's clothing store.

After a moment's pause, he stepped straight inside......

The moment the footsteps sounded, Yuriyu, who was working with his head down, stopped what he was doing......

She slowly looked up at the gloomy teenager with a complicated expression.

"Where did you dye this gray hair? Too much for all, right? ”

Nightstar glanced at Yuriyu and sat down across from her.

Yuriyu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and did not answer.

Nightstar didn't care about this, and he casually picked up a piece of dim sum from the snack tray on the counter.

"Is that flat-chested elf still saved?"

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Hearing Nightstar's words, Yuriyu fell silent.

After a moment, she nodded with a wry smile......

"There is a way...... Because her current dark elf transformation range is not high, if she can get effective treatment in time, at least the transformation can be completely stopped......"

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But she seems to have some scruples about her hometown...... It depends on whether you and Kuya can convince her......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Persuade her? Why should I persuade her? She doesn't want to live herself, so I don't bother to pay attention to it. ”

Nightstar sneered, and then threw the snack into his mouth.

He frowned slightly and chewed: "This afternoon." ”

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The moment he heard this, Yuriyu shuddered violently.

She stared at the night star with a little panic: "Little brother, do you really want to do it?" The old man didn't tell you the story to make you ......."

"Don't talk about it."

Nightstar coldly interrupted Yuriyu.

"I already told the three of you that day...... I'll just solve problems in my own way. ”

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"I'm just here to remind you...... If you can, can you not let the dwarf winter melon hinder me? ”

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"Tsk...... Don't look surprised. If that guy is really like you said before...... I'm afraid I'll be tempted to kill her......"

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"That's it......"

Nightstar straightened to his feet and turned to leave.

But when his gaze swept over the plate of dim sum, the corners of his mouth twitched......

"How dare you let Kuya use your kitchen......"

As the words fell, Nightstar put on his hood and snatched a snack from his snack plate......

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Yuriyu looked at the figure of the night star fading away, and the expression on his face was a little worried.

With a soft sigh, she aimed at the snack plate on the counter......

"Little brother, if you can, can you try not to hurt little Kuya?"

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[Yuu, Grandma Yuriyu, sorry for blowing up your kitchen......]

[Can this plate of dim sum be placed on the counter?] For example, if Xiaoxing comes back, let him take a moment, he doesn't have a single copper coin on him, and I don't know if he will starve......]

[Eh, hey, hey...... In the past, every time he made a snack, he just ate a piece...... It would be nice if he could eat one more piece this time......]

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As time passed, the Sunrise Festival exhibition tournament had reached its final stage.

After Kuya knocked Alger off the court, her next opponents almost all abstained......

At this time, in the player's lounge to the west, Kuya was the only one left.

"Woo......"

Kuya's hands clutched her stomach, the pain so severe that she couldn't straighten her back......

Beads of sweat continued to slide down the corners of his forehead, and the back of his clothes was already soaked with cold sweat.

Suddenly, a trail of blood spilled from the corner of Kuya's mouth!

Her eyes dilated, and she fell to the ground......

It's good, it's uncomfortable......

It felt like it was going to crack......

Is this the backlash of magic?

Kuya bit her trembling lip and slowly curled up......

Just then, an announcement sounded in the lounge......

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Her closed eyes snapped open, and Kuya struggled to her feet.

She grabbed the cracked staff and staggered out of the room......

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A few minutes later, two mages stood facing each other in the arena.

Kuya looked a little sluggish, she didn't even have a memory of how she got to the arena......

In her eyes, the whole world seemed to become distorted.

The cheers of the audience rang out in their minds like a piercing scream......

"Goo......

Kuya swallowed the blood from her mouth and looked up at the well-dressed girl......

"Bastard, I don't care if you're the next generation of protector mages or not, you have to die here today."

Moya's expression was very calm, as if the person who said these words just now was not her at all......

Kuya shook her head, trying to sober herself up.

"...... [Off the Needle]"

A faint voice reached Kuya's ears.

The moment she looked up, Moya had already pierced a thin needle glowing with cold light into her arm!

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Kuya came back to her senses as if someone had poured cold water on her.

Without thinking about it, she directly distanced herself from Moya a few steps.

The expression on Moya's face still hasn't changed, but the veins around her eyes are expanding wildly!

"Is that good? Get the momentum you used to defeat Alger, or ......"

Moya's figure had teleported to Kuya's at some point.

"You're going to die a terrible death......"

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"Flame Vine"

The staff in Moya's hand glowed with blazing light, and a wave of magical power containing an explosive aura suddenly appeared on the field!

The next moment, the entire arena was covered in flames that broke through the ground......

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On top of the stone pillar, Marilyn's half-open eyes were completely open!

She stared at Moya below, her body trembling violently.

Leave...... Needle?!

How come?!

Could it be ......

Marilyn jerked her head to look at the aristocratic auditorium.

There was a hint of madness in his eyes......

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Mendila shuddered......

Instead of looking in a certain direction, he began to search the surrounding auditorium for a figure.

Elliott ......

You actually asked Moya to use [Away from the Needle]?!

Have you ever told her what the consequences of using [Away from the Needle]?!

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"Boom!"

There was a loud bang accompanied by a sudden sound of rubble in the sky.

An emaciated figure flew upside down into the distance.

Moya walked forward slowly, and the elegant look on her face gradually became hideous......

"Na...... Hybrids? What's wrong with you? What's the deal with your floppy attack? ”

Gently patting the dust off her shoulder, the staff in Moya's hand once again shone brightly.

"Be serious, you're crying for the title of Protector Mage...... Or do you prefer the title 'The Weakest Magician of All Time'? ”

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Kuya looked up at Moya with difficulty, but her arms couldn't move......

Blood had stained half of her silver hair, and the pain almost made her faint......

At this moment, she seemed to return to her first day at Sennick Academy......

The young girl, also surnamed IntΓ­, broke her arms......

The face that had always remained graceful was deeply engraved in her mind like a nightmare......

"Really, it looks like it's going to end here......"

Moya was already standing in front of Kuya, and after a moment of silence, she smiled at Kuya.

"Just use your death to bring the final of the Rising Sun Festival to an end, right?"

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"[Fire ......] ...... [Soul Break]."

Moya's sudden transformation of the spell sounded like thunder in Kuya's mind......

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In the civilian audience, a woman with a cloak enclosing herself stared at Kuya intently.

The corners of her mouth turned up, and her beautiful face under the hood became unusually hideous......

Die, die, die, die!

You bastard, let me die!

"When you're dead, it's your partner's turn next......"

"Smack......

The woman's muttering came to an abrupt halt as a hand of great force grabbed her wrist from the side......

I saw a pair of gloomy dead fish eyes staring at her indifferently......

"Auntie...... In the future, there are some words that I don't have to say as much as possible, just keep them in my stomach......"

The words fell, and the woman was thrown towards Moya in the arena......