After the half-human-high scroll appeared on the spot, the air was silent.

Lore's eyes widened as he looked at the half-human-tall scroll beside him, his lips trembling, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The High Evil Spirit and the Attendant IV., who were fighting, also completely forgot that the two were in battle, and just looked at the half-human-high scroll in a daze, as if they had been immobilized.

The High Evil Spirit is familiar with mimosa.

It knows that the other party is rich!

As for how much, the High Evil Spirits have no idea at all.

And the scene in front of him gave the high evil spirit a rough guess.

Compared with the advanced series, which is relatively familiar with mimosa, the scope of waiter IV's knowledge of mimosa is still a rough rumor.

Rich, timid, harmless.

To sum up, these are the above three points.

For the rumored mimosa, the waiter IV. is dismissive.

Rich?

In a huge city, it's really not like you can do whatever you want with money.

Waiter IV. has always believed in this.

Especially when his strength is getting stronger and stronger, he really looks down on people like Mimosa from the bottom of his heart.

What's the use of having more money?

You can't get through the dungeon world, there's only a dead end!

Therefore, when this task appeared in the organization, he accepted it without hesitation.

He thinks he's got his hands on mimosa.

Because, he is strong enough.

But the scene in front of him made the waiter IV.'s scalp tingle for a while, and he began to doubt his life.

Why are there so many reels?

What's more, they're all premium reels!

With his outstanding eyesight, Waiter IV. immediately recognized that the scrolls were not fake, and that each one was genuinely high-end.

But because of this, he became more and more puzzled.

Why does Mimosa have so many scrolls that he has so hard to get?

Surprised, inexplicably he thought of a sentence he heard a long time ago-

Can't buy it?

It's just that you don't have enough money!

Run!

No odds!

Remembering these words, Waiter IV. immediately made a decision.

As for the punishment within the organization after the mission fails?

We'll talk about that then.

After all, if he couldn't run away in front of him, he wouldn't even have a chance to get punished.

Waiter IV. turned around and ran.

The blood-colored light that came out of his body made the opponent's speed far exceed the speed of ordinary players, and the high-level evil spirits couldn't catch up at all.

Lore?

Picked up the pistol and aimed it for a long time, and fired a shot.

And then......

Miss.

And just when Waiter IV. was about to go out of sight, the mimosa, who had been under the eyes of the three of them, was a little nervous, finally came back to his senses.

He gave up on the idea of taking out the remaining scrolls, and instead picked out the one that was next to him, tore it open, and waved it at Waiter IV., who was almost a small dot left.

Call! Whew!

In the midst of the rapid escape, the wind passed by his ears, and the heart of Waiter IV. fell slightly.

The thought of the scene just now made the pretentious waiter IV. feel both angry and greedy.

Angry, he was once again humiliated by the person he looked down on the most.

Greedy, he thought of the value of that stack of scrolls.

If he had such a stack of scrolls, I'm afraid his next dungeon world would be rated like never before, right?

With this in mind, a new plan appeared in the mind of Waiter IV.

"Look!"

"Next time!"

"Next time I'm going to get everything from you!"

A sinister smile appeared on the lips of Waiter IV.

Then, the sly smile froze.

No!

It's not that the grin has frozen.

Rather, the winds around them froze.

The invisible wind has turned into substance.

Heavy and sharp.

The next moment-

The frozen wind swirled.

The waiter IV in it is like being in a washing machine, constantly spinning and washing, but with each rotation, the heavy, sharp wind blade will leave a bloody mark on the other person's body.

The blood-colored glow was still defensive.

Or, to be precise, under the defense of the blood-colored glow, Waiter IV. only suffered such damage for the time being.

But there is a limit to any defense.

When the blood-colored light shattered directly......

"Ahhh

Flesh and blood fly, a thousand knives.

Before he died, Waiter IV. suffered unprecedented pain, and his screams caused Lore to shrink his neck.

"Good, so miserable!"

Lore stammered.

"Miserable?"

"You should be glad that that guy wasn't hurt by this guy just now, otherwise, you would know what miserable is."

The High Evil Spirit pursed the corners of his lips.

It is in the midst of order and evil, and it is very lacking in goodness.

Not to mention the so-called compassion.

Especially when he thought of the trouble that the guy in front of him had brought him, the high-level evil spirit wished that the other party would be several times more miserable.

Of course, when the powerful vitality of Waiter IV was drained, the other party still followed the rules and turned into white light.

Nothing special.

There are no exceptions.

Perhaps the only difference is that the other party became the first to kill the mimosa...... Creature.

Listening to the prompts from the system, Mimosa was a little stunned.

Panicked, frightened, overwhelmed.

All kinds of emotions almost drowned out the already timid and nervous mimosa.

He really doesn't know how to be good.

Subconsciously, he sent a private message to Qin Ran.

He wanted to ask Qin Ran.

But before Mimosa could act, a sense of familiarity inexplicably appeared in his heart, and he subconsciously looked up and looked around, looking for the figure that brought a familiar feeling.

But nothing.

"Is it a delusion?"

Mimosa muttered to herself, searching her surroundings with a more detailed expression.

And even Mimosa himself didn't notice that under such a search, the negative emotions in his heart disappeared.

……

Terrible!

It's horrible!

Why is such a character obscure?

Could this be that guy's trap?

The figure shuttling rapidly through the shadows, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and his breathing was slightly disturbed.

He's here just in case.

I didn't expect to witness such a terrible picture.

"But!"

"Do you really think that you can be invincible with a lot of scrolls?"

"How naïve!"

"There are so many ways to get around those scrolls!"

"So ......"

Standing in front of the shadows of sunlight and buildings, the other party, who thought he was safe, quickly calmed down, and whispered to himself, his voice full of malice and murderous intent.

And then......

A white and slender palm slowly stretched out from the shadows, and when it landed on the other party's neck, the slender fingers tightened suddenly, and the echo of death brought by the suffocation sensation in an instant-

Gaba!

White light flickered with the crunch of bones.

Under the light, a deep black color is revealed.

Mimosa, who had been looking for the familiar figure in the distance, turned her head as if she had a heart, and just happened to see the figure shining in the light.

“2567！”

Mimosa waved her hand in surprise and trotted over.