Rezelin Inn, the rooms of Garusis.

"What to do, it's miserable......" Nightingale walked back and forth in anguish.

Everything is ready, but the demon king Garusis, who is the main character of the operation, has not returned until now.

The time for the action was tomorrow, and Nightingale didn't think that she and Camilla would be able to kill that person...... To be precise, not to give the other party a chance to escape.

No matter what the other party says, it is also the high-level of [Death Fairy], and if you want to say that there is no hole card Nightingale that is enough to turn the tables, you won't believe it.

As for Andrea...... The woman who didn't know anything was not qualified to participate in this kind of thing for the time being.

"If you really can't do it, then give up...... It's a big deal to look for another opportunity. Camilla leaned back on the couch, bored watching the show on the film and television equipment.

"What's the next chance?" the door to the guest room opened, and Galusis had just in time to hear Camilla's last words.

In order to digest those fragmentary memories, Galusis delayed for a few days...... But in terms of the result, it was worth it, at least he didn't go out in vain.

As for what exactly he gained...... Confidentiality for the time being.

"Master, you're finally back. The nightingale looked at her with a look of surprise.

Garucis waved his hand, calming the nightingale's uneasiness: "What's the matter, which of you tell me?"

"Here's the thing......"

......

The sky was overcast, and every now and then a muffled thunder sounded, and it seemed that a downpour would fall at any moment.

There is a small nameless valley not far from the city of Angola, but because of its remote location and no one usually comes in to hang out, it has become a place for An Ren to guide his disciples in cultivation.

The down-and-out little white-faced bard sat on the ground against the mountain wall, squinting and resting.

I don't know how long I waited, but An Ren, who was dressed in military uniform, finally appeared.

His hair was neatly combed, his body was covered with dark cyan enchanted chain mail, and he had a long sword and magic spear hanging from his waist, as if he was a general on a journey.

"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

Hearing this, the bard opened his eyes and stood up. Respectfully bowed to him, "No, Master. ”

"You're still calling me Master...... What you guys have done makes me unaffordable~!!" An Ren, who was calm at first, showed an angry expression, "Beast, you touch your conscience and say, how can I ever treat you badly?"

"Master was very kind to me, not only took me in when I was lonely, but also cultivated me like a few people, without any reservations. If it weren't for Master, I'm afraid I'd have become a pile of bones by now, and I'm afraid I wouldn't even have a place to bury. ”

The bard looked ashamed.

"Speak human words!"

"Master has done nothing wrong to me. ”

"Good, good...... Then I will kill you now, and you will not have any complaints!?" Ann Lane laughed angrily and said three good words in a row...... With that, he drew the magic guide gun from his waist and raised his hand at the bard to shoot a few shots.

Unfortunately, before the Mana Bullet could be reached, the Mana Barrier had been deployed to block the attack.

"Hmph, do you still want to resist...... I've taught you everything, do you think you can escape!?"

Ann Lane laughed and threw the magic spear away, drew his sword and swung it at the bard, and the invisible wind elemental immediately turned into a frenzied wind blade and attacked him.

The bard suddenly showed a strange smile, and the whole person's body was distorted, and it instantly changed into a completely different image.

This person, naturally, is a nightingale.

The wind blade that flew towards her was intercepted by a sudden fireball in the middle of the process, producing a series of explosions.

When Ann Lane saw the nightingale that had changed back to his original appearance, his eyes showed an unusually shocked expression: "Nightingale!!!you, you...... You shouldn't be ......"

"Isn't it supposed to be dead?" Nightingale smiled brightly, "Guess?"

"You calculated all this, even my disciple!?" An Ren understood all at once, "what the hell are you ...... No, what the hell do you want? No need to hide, come out!"

"Hehe......" Nightingale didn't answer, but just laughed meaningfully.

Nightingale's smile made Ann Lane furious, and subconsciously took a step back, unexpectedly a sharp pain suddenly came from his vest, and turned his head to find that there was actually a thief sneaking behind him.

"Hey, I'm not dead after being stabbed in the heart!?" Camilla said, surprised.

"Damn, you forced me~!!"

An Ren, who had been stabbed in the back, let out an angry roar, and a large amount of magic power erupted from his body, enveloping his body and bouncing Camilla out.

When the magic dissipated, what appeared in front of the nightingale was an alien with a height of nearly 5 meters.

Although he still maintains his human form, his body has nearly doubled in size, his skin has become gray and full of texture, and traces of blood vessels can be seen on the surface of his skin from time to time, although the original appearance of the face can still be seen, but the scales around the face and the horns growing on the top of the head show everyone that this guy has become a monster completely.

Of course, Ann Renne, who has turned into a monster, doesn't think so.

Humans are fragile and have no advantage over any other race. Because of their vulnerability, human beings aspire to great power.

What is Aristocrat?

That's a group of people who would rather spend their limited time on intrigue, banquets, hunting, and NTR than take some more time out to cultivate.

The essence of gaining power is to protect one's own safety, but the nobility is a privileged class, and they can use all kinds of resources at their disposal to recruit strong people and let them serve themselves.

If you can do it with money, why do you have to work so hard to cultivate?

It is undeniable that some nobles know the importance of their own strength, and they will spend time learning to gain power...... But if there is a choice, if you have one of the two options of cultivating hard to gain your own strength or easily obtaining your own strength, most of them will choose the latter.

Ann Lane is undoubtedly one of those vast majority.

"This is the power I am looking for...... "Ahn Rayne, who is intoxicated by the power of inhumanity, chuckles, "powerful, without any side effects, this is the power I really aspire to." ”

"But at this level, dare you call it powerful?" Garusis's voice came from all directions, making it impossible to tell where it really was.

"What people~!!"

Bang!

The next moment, a huge fireball exploded behind him.

The impact of the "Hmm......" blasting directly caused An Renen to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

"But that's ......," Garucis smiled disdainfully, "it's just a little bigger." ”

That's right, just disdain.

To judge whether a monster is strong or not, in addition to its size, the more important thing is its magic. Although he had become larger, the total amount of mana in Ann Rayne had only increased by nearly four times.

Quadruple may seem like a lot, but one thing to understand is ...... This guy is a human and a nobleman.

Assuming that Ann Rayne's total mana is 100, then the total amount of mana after the amplification is 400...... It may seem like a lot, but just compare it slightly: Camilla's total mana is 210...... Well, that doesn't count, Nightingale's total mana is 570, Loraine's total mana is 1024, Andrea's total mana is 2100, and Garusis's mana is 4444.

So a fourfold increase seems like a lot, but in fact, the total amount of Ann Rayne's mana is even 1/10 of Garusis's.

"Hmph, if you underestimate me, you'll suffer a big loss!"

Ann Rayne casually picked up the enchanted longsword that had fallen to the ground, and because of the size of his body, the weapon that had just fitted his hand was now as short as a dagger.

But soon his hands poured out of the flesh-and-blood substance, which was wrapped in the enchanted sword, and then quickly thickened and lengthened, turning into a longsword that matched the shape of the Black Ann Wren in less than a few seconds.

Galusis didn't sneak attack while the other party was transforming his weapon, but waited until he had everything in place before grinning and saying, "Are you ready......?" Go to hell. ”

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