Chapter 133, however, is not impossible

PS: Queen Louise's tip!!

PS2: I fulfilled my promise...... (Serious face)

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Merlin and his party finally came to the side of the battlefield of the final battle (big mistake) and began to watch the two eighth-order powerhouses pk each other...... Although it may be that except for Merlin, everyone else can't even see the fight between these two people clearly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even for those who have been upgraded to the peak of the sixth order (or the sixth order who is both a mage and a warrior), the guy who is so close to the door is a little reluctant to watch the battle in front of him......

【Median Demon: Ebola (7c)】

【Nikolai. Atlas (7D)】

After reading the values given by the system, Merlin frowned and looked at the center of the battlefield with some confusion: It stands to reason that the demonic Ebola strength is one level higher than that of the Atlas family's eighth-order powerhouse, but ...... Now it looks like he was being hung up and beaten by Nikolai, huh?

"......" After Merlin had finished telling everyone what he had observed, Denim was silent for a while, and then spoke: "I think the other person must have forcibly used the power of the demon to demonize himself, although this was exchanged for great power in a short period of time, but these powers were not controlled by him at all—that's why he was completely abused by our family's eighth-order master. But ......"

Merlin nodded solemnly, as if he had already thought of the problem: "Now it is Atlas's people who have suppressed that demon, but there is no way to deal with this guy in a short period of time - if this continues, then when that demon is completely familiar with his power, Atlas's eighth order will suffer." ”

Hearing this, Anna turned her head to Merlin and looked at him with earnest eyes. She said word by word: "Please! Please help us! ”

"......" Merlin shook his head with a wry smile, reached out and pressed his hand on her head, rubbing the other party's hair, "At this time, wouldn't I still be looking for death if I didn't help?" ”

"Besides, what the demons did in Heidelberg this time will definitely have an impact beyond your imagination......" Merlin narrowed his eyes and exhaled, "We have learned something through the prophecy - in short, the Hyde family cannot be destroyed!" Otherwise, that Hell Lord Fana would have been killed, and it would have been impossible to be sealed again! ”

Prophecy?!

The three beta players were excited, although they had long known that there would be such a tall thing as prophecy in this Western fantasy world, but they had never only heard its voice and not seen its name, and today they were finally fortunate to learn this magical news, how could it not make people feel excited?

Think, O prophetic prophecy! Besides, it's a prophecy about the plague of demons!

Compared to the excitement of the three closed beta players, this news has a greater impact on Denim, a native of the Eternal Continent, and can even be regarded as a horror!

Denim asked, tremblingly, "Excuse me, is what you just mentioned a prophecy?" Merlin gave him a strange look and said, "yes, is there anything strange?" Nova couldn't help it, lowered her voice and shouted: "There are no more prophets on the Eternal Continent who walk on the bright side!" ”

“…… Did I test it myself? Merlin scratched his head, and said helplessly, he couldn't just say a name, and then let these people find a flaw, right?

“……！！”

Suddenly, everyone looked at Merlin with a strange look: the players stared at Merlin as if they were looking at a national treasure, while Denim looked at him with admiration and almost adoration. These glances made Merlin uncomfortable, and he trembled for a moment, and then said, "Ah, I have to help the people of Atlas, be careful yourself." Then he hurried away, and the speed looked like an escape.

"By the way, is the Prophet unusual on the Eternal Continent?" Reiner turned to ask Denim, who looked at the petite (?) in the distance with a complicated expression. The figure shook its head, signaling that it didn't want to speak.

…… Prophet?

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Although he hung himself with a high-level stealth technique, Mai Lin still didn't have much confidence in his heart, after all, the high-level stealth technique blessed by a sixth-order peak mage was still conspicuous enough under the noses of these eighth-order powerhouses.

Therefore, Merlin carefully held his breath and used the ability that [Nightingale] used to reduce his presence, and by the way, he hung several spells that could reduce his breath and cover his tracks (such as magic without a trace, breath obscuration, etc.). Then he slowly approached the place where the two Eighth Orders were fighting, and began to think about how he should intervene in this battle.

In any case, it was impossible for Merlin to jump out of this place and go to his death after shouting "Ula". Now what he wanted was "quietly entering the village and shooting quietly", and Merlin began to think about how to get to the demon on the other side.

Arcane missiles? Just kidding, it's two things to say whether you can hit or not. Elven Fire Lance? It's still the same sentence, it can't hit at all!

"Ling Feng, what do you think?" Merlin began to ask for help from the sidelines, a former god of law should have enough experience to deal with this situation, right?

Ling Feng jumped out of Merlin's shadow, she propped one hand on her chin, and made a contemplative expression: "I don't think you should think about doing enough damage to that demon, you just need to control the opponent for a few seconds, or give it a few weakening debuffs (negative status), Atlas's eighth-order 7 master will definitely seize this opportunity to give the opponent a few hard hits." ”

"Great idea!"

Merlin clapped his hands, and an inspiration struck him.

At the same time, at the Swan Inn in Heathrie, Taruo raised his head slightly, glanced in the direction of Merlin, then smiled goodbye to the guests who were drinking, beckoned to Leah, who was waiting in the hall, and turned and walked to the basement of the inn.

Leah was visibly stunned for a moment, then followed with a nervous expression.

“…… Why do I always feel that there is a strange relationship between Leah and Tajo that has to be said? The Can Rider calmly took a glass of ale and drank it without a sip - of course, the wine in the cup was still strangely reduced, after all, the Can Rider had not taken off his helmet.

"Ah, has my sister Sang reached the center of the battlefield?" The mage royal sister tilted her head slightly, and couldn't tell whether she was unconscious or deliberately sold a moe. All the beta players are looking at the trio who are following Merlin on the forums to do the mission, and it's really good to live stream everything all the time.

The Canned Horseman nodded solemnly and replied, "Yes, it's really troublesome enough to see their mission this time...... Sister Liu Mei, what do you think? ”

Liu Mei smiled, tapped her finger on the wooden table, and then pointed in the direction of Taruo and Leah, who had just entered the hall: "I think we will know what will happen in a while." ”

"Really? See. ”