Chapter 274: The Strange Coffin (Part II)

"A good show transcends the limits of time and is revived in the era to come. Then change into a brand new costume and receive the applause of the audience of the new era in the most beautiful posture!"

Simmora's soft voice spoke of Srude's thoughts, and Ymir, who had just been shocked, gradually regained his composure, while Richard was a little aching.

Beautiful figure, brand new clothes, this is the reason why you drill into the body of a little girl? You are an old man, I'm afraid you're not a big woman in women's clothing, right?

The "women's clothing boss" on the stage laughed and seemed to be mocking everyone.

"You mediocrities, none of you can understand the essence of drama. The old demon king is the protagonist of this drama, defeated by a new challenger...... The old demon king will come back from death, and that will make the plot of our show even more exciting, won't it?"

"That means you were going to end up losing in the first place, didn't you?" asked Ymir, clenching his fists.

Simora showed a seeming smile: "Ymir, your idea was wrong in the first place. You always thought that my purpose was to bring down Yugdelsiru, and that everything you did was to serve him, but you were wrong, you found nothing but this, and that led to your failure. ”

Simmora's smile, Simmora's voice, Simmora's body, and Srude's tone were really uncomfortable. Ymir's heart, which had just regained its composure, became restless again.

"You say you have other purposes? If so, then say it and listen to it! What is the reason for hiding it?"

"Hehehe. Don't you get it yet? Simmora is here, and this body is the answer for you!"

Ymir frowned and didn't understand Srude's words, and Srude, as if he wanted to show everyone Simmora's body, opened his hands forcefully, and caught Richard squinting his eyes for a moment.

It's not that Richard saw something indescribable, but that Richard had just captured the energy that Simmora was covering. Previously, there had always been a layer of protective magic on her body, blocking everyone's prying eyes, and the moment she just stretched, a gap was revealed, and the pervasive Richard suddenly understood the energy in her body. If the youth Srud wants is like this, it will be a bit more than worth the loss, and Srud's strength is now greatly reduced compared to when he fought Ymir, about one-third of that. What was his intention in choosing Simmora as his possession?

"No kidding!" Before Richard and Ymir could come up with an answer, Rocky yelled at him, and Srud's blasphemy against her mother was utterly annoying, "You have not persecuted and oppressed me enough!

"Wait a minute, Lord Rocky! no!" Fina immediately stood in front of Rocky.

"Get out of here!

The crazy Rocky actually tried to shoot Fina away with the back of the axe gun, Richard grabbed Fina and made way for Rocky, Rocky glanced at Richard, Richard didn't have the slightest desire to stop, Rocky rushed straight over. Richard stared at him, and Richard also wanted to know what kind of intensity of the battle Srud was capable of now.

However, it backfired, and Rocky stopped before slashing Srud.

"Rocky, do you want to do something to your mother? Your mother raised you, and now you want to attack your mother, it's unfilial!"

Rocky gasped for breath, unable to believe that he had stopped, and stared at Slud with wide eyes, "What kind of magic are you using? Get out of my mother's body!"

"Do you think it's possible? Lay down your weapons, this kind of thing is too dangerous for you. ”

"Shut up!" Rocky closed his eyes, "don't imitate my mother!"

Simmora smiled brightly: "Imitation? Rocky, what are you talking about? Although Mother is a little strange now, Mother is Mother, don't you know this? Otherwise, how would you have stopped attacking just now?"

"No! this is your stage! You're just playing my mother!"

"That's right! Rocky, she's Srude, not your mother, not anyone else, just Srude!

Ymir yelled from the sidelines as he took out Kim Engabu and joined the fight. Rocky glanced at him, turned his head, and acquiesced to his actions.

Simmora looked at the two of them, showed a very embarrassed expression, and sighed: "It's really troublesome, it looks like Rocky has been bewitched by Ymir again, Ymir, you must be punished!"

Ymir immediately made a defensive gesture: "Be careful! He's coming!"

Simora closed her eyes, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and began to slowly surge with energy as if praying.

"Oh?" Richard stared at Srude, who stretched out his hands, his left hand was pitch-black magic, and his right hand was divine power. Use two repulsive forces at the same time.

Simmora saw Richard's expression and smiled, "Thanks to this body I can do this, I am neither a demon nor a goddess, I transcend both!

"Bluff!" Imir, who understood that defense could not do anything, rushed straight out.

Ymir curled up the magic in his body and pulled up a spiraling fire dragon that wrapped around Srude's body, engulfing him once more. This time, however, in the midst of the burning flames, Srud was unharmed. Not only that, but the expression was also very enjoyable, and slowly Simmora's hands were put together, and the two different forces fused, bursting out with great power, and the fire dragon was instantly cut into two pieces. Simora fished it with one hand, and the surrounding flames converged into her hand and turned into an eyeball, like a flame she had summoned, and shot at Ymir without hesitation.

"My flame turned into something hers!"

"Beautiful heatwave, what a gorgeous show!

The ball of flame in the air turned black, and Ymir flew to dodge, but the ball of fire kept tracking Ymir, and Ymir used his wand to block the ball of fire again and again, found an opportunity to put the key against his heart, looked at Richard, and still had no desire to help, and Ymir gritted his teeth.

"I don't want to use it again, but I can't help it!"

Simora frowned and stretched out her hands into the air: "Are you still going to use Yug Delsiru's heart? I won't let you succeed this time, the repetition of the performance will bore the audience and tire the actors!"