"Where is this?"

Yumeng looked at the sky suspiciously, surrounded by fog, and couldn't see anything clearly.

The next moment, the mist gathered like a big hand, and every drop of water pressed towards Youmeng with a strong hostility.

Intense pain, but unable to faint.

She could even hear the click of her bones being crushed one by one.

"Hah...... Whew......"

The world swirled, and before her eyes was the wooden floor of Antoneva's house again.

Yumeng struggled to prop his hands on the ground. Feel a drop of sweat slide down your sideburns down your cheeks and onto the ground.

She looked as if she had just finished a kilometer run, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

The teacups in the living room were still steaming, as if everything was just an illusion.

"Understood, you are not of the same level as us now?"

"Whether it's strength, or background, even if it's appearance and figure, there is a world of difference between you and me."

With a bit of banter on her face, Otilia sat elegantly on the sofa, her white skin looming between her white knee socks and her black pleated skirt. But Youmeng, who has just returned from the brink of death, can't afford to have the slightest charming thought at this time.

Stubbornly raising his head, Youmeng tried hard to raise his left hand, compared a middle finger, and smiled meaninglessly: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully ......"

"Humph! It seems that you still don't understand the gap between ordinary people who have not awakened and cultivators. The blonde and ponytailed Otilia had a cold face, her body did not move, and she released her spiritual pressure to the maximum pressure in front of her.

Click, click......

Suddenly, a sound like glass breaking sounded from the depths of Youmeng's soul.

The weight of the air that bound the stagnation disappeared in an instant.

Instead, there is a wonderfully boundless and empty world.

A complicated image flooded into her mind.

A tragic battlefield.

She clenched her weapon, holding on to keep herself from falling.

Slap, slap, slap......

Not far away, there was a cat-and-mouse playful applause, and a figure walked unhurriedly towards her.

The dazzling armor was so bright that the weapon in her hand couldn't even leave a scratch.

Looking around, she sadly found that there were no more standing comrades on the battlefield.

The disparity in power is so desperate that it might be better described as a one-sided slaughter than a war.

This is a sense of powerlessness that is a hundred times more desperate than in the face of Otilia.

That's it, is it over?

Youmeng's heart suddenly swelled with endless indignation and sadness.

It was as if she had really landed in this scene, clutching her weapon in both hands and stabbing forward with unhesitating determination.

Never underestimate the power of faith, Soul Fade!

The ripples that the space brought up shook out the fragments and cracks, cutting through the tiny faults of pitch black.

The whole world shook and shattered under the blow.

…………

“…… Gap! ”

The air echoed with the aftermath of Otilia's last sentence.

In front of her, Otilia was still leisurely holding the teacup, cocking her feet and recklessly releasing spiritual pressure like substance.

Still, every inch of skin and every inch of air is so stagnant that people can't exert their strength.

Yes.

You have a solid family, extraordinary strength and a proud posture, and you even took the lead in living with Antoneva. Compared to you, a blonde European tsundere lady with two ponytails, my cuteness is indeed a little worse now.

"But so what! I must not let my senior sister fall into the hands of someone like you. ”

Yumeng opened her eyes suddenly, looked directly at Otilia without fear, and said.

The girl's hands were clenched, and countless spirit sons jumped out of the air and gradually condensed in her hands-Origin Spirit, awakened!

"It's ...... Awakening of combat skills?! ”

A hint of solemnity flashed in Lake Otilia's blue eyes, and she felt a sense of oppression from her blood, and her five fingers quickly opened in front of her, and pieces of ice crystals appeared out of thin air in the air.

A huge ominous phantom that exuded an ominous pale and dead aura appeared behind Yu Meng.

In his heart, he coincided with the sadness and resoluteness in the previous illusion, and Yumeng, who was kneeling on one knee on the ground, stomped his foot violently and slammed his fist into Otilia on the sofa.

The seemingly solid and gorgeous ice crystal barrier shattered like foam in front of Youmeng.

The girl followed the familiarity that swelled in the depths of her veins, and shouted out the name of her first spirit awakening skill in her life.

"Eat my salted fish spike!"

Salty...... Salted fish spike?!

What the hell is this?

As Yumeng's hands bombarded Otilia, the stagnant air around her began to flow again.

Finely crumbled ice splinters from the sky slowly falling from her hair.

There is a realization imprinted in the depths of the soul in the bottom of his heart, as long as he summons that sentence when his mood matches, he can smoothly display this mysterious combat skill.

[Combat Skill Inheritance - Salted Fish Spike] 100% matching, 100% inheritance completeness: It seems to be an ordinary basic stabbing attack, but in fact it hides endless power (you can listen to it seriously).

"You...... You're dead! ”

There was the sound of an angry girl shouting from below.

Otilia, who was caught off guard by Yu Meng, almost burst into flames in her blue eyes.

"Blizzard!" An aqua-blue arcane glow rippled from Otilia's body, and a devastating icy storm of psionic energy began to gather in the living room.

Youmeng came back to her senses, and subconsciously raised her claws to condense spiritual power, and slapped it fiercely on the source of all evil of the blonde girl below her. Feel...... Not bad? It's really enviable, jealous and hateful damn Europeans.

"Salted Fish Spike!"

The cold and storm vortex that had just gathered instantly disintegrated and dissipated into a few harmless wisps of breeze that gently brushed the cheeks of the two of them.

？！ Oh?

Yumeng's eyes lit up, and it seemed that the mage was approached by the warrior who was attacked with the forbidden demon.

"The ups and downs of life are so exciting!!"

A ruffian smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and the cute girl who turned into a bad girl looked at the blonde Xiaoice girl Otilia with bad intentions.

"What are you going to do...... Let me go! Icefall! ”

Otilia, who had once again failed to condense the arcane, felt an ominous premonition, puffed out her cheeks, and made a murderous expression. Well, the fierce kind!

"Salted Fish Spike!"

Syllable!

"Ahhh......hhh I'm telling you, you're dead!! Ice Crystal Enchantment! ”

"Salted Fish Spike!"

Syllable!

"Woooooooooo......oo I'm going to kill you!! Extremely cold field! ”

"Salted Fish Spike!"

Syllable!

…………

"Boom...... You let go of me~~"

Syllable!

"Woohoo...... I don't have any spiritual power, why are you still beating me......"

Hey?

Youmeng stopped a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, it really feels good." Oh no, it's a good deal. Oh no...... Forget it, I'll fight anyway. Ahh ”

Youmeng, who finally stopped, shivered coldly, because the water vapor kept gathering and dispersed, and the intimate clothes of the two were all soaked with scattered ice crystals, and the slightest coolness kept spreading to the skin through the clothes.

Otilia had tears on her eyelashes, her cheeks were slightly red, and her pitiful and aggrieved appearance was completely no longer arrogant.

No matter how arrogant you pretended to be an adult before, after all, ...... It's just a sixteen-year-old girl.

Fortunately, he is an evil European, otherwise he would have been humiliated by being almost suppressed by such a little girl.

While thinking about it, Youmeng easily sanctioned the blonde giant Xiaoice Girl who had completely given up resistance.

Syllable! Make you fierce before!

"Hmm, this Origin Spirit is really easy to use."