Rumble!

The absolutely closed realm finally reached its limit under the high-intensity bombardment, and quietly shattered after a wail.

Immediately after that, the blonde hair was supple, and the uniformed clerk lady threw out a basin-sized fireball of evil energy to blast open the closed door.

The movement of the explosion also woke up the scriptwriter, who was sleeping lightly in his chair.

In a room with almost no furniture and walls, he slowly turned his chair and saw the door frame burning with green flames, as well as ......

and the clerk standing outside the door.

"You're here?"

There was no surprise, no panic, and he calmly greeted an old friend, as if the clerk at the door was a friend who had already made an appointment to visit.

"Found you." The clerk swept around the empty room, and there was no furniture or wall partition in the whole room, except for the table and the multi-screen screen with his back to the wall, "You have constructed this absolutely closed realm, you want to put yourself in absolute safety and secrecy, and ensure that you will not be spied on by the president or attacked by us in the final stage of the plan......"

"Although the idea is good, whether it is monitoring the entire Yandu City, or making a script to modify the development trend of the event, or finally modifying the reality, triggering the logic bombs of all the artificial psykers in the Yandu will consume you a lot, and after activating the spiritual ability, you will inevitably fall into a state of running out of oil and lamps, and there is no way to maintain the barriers used to protect you with high intensity."

The clerk lifted the feet of her glasses, and the lenses reflected the cold light in the moonlight, which also set off her voice with cold murderous intent even more coldly.

"If it weren't for the farce before, which forced you to give up your previous defense and build a stronghold that was close to perfection, I'm afraid I would have spent more time looking for it, shouldn't this be said to be a kind of retribution in a karmic cycle?"

As he spoke, the invisible supernatural power had already escaped, quietly permeating the empty room, slowly transforming into demonic runes that shimmered with a faint green light.

Even if the scriptwriter did not summon the fantasy greatsword, the clerk did not have the slightest intention of relaxing or taking it lightly.

She is not a psyker, and she can't use her fantasy tentacles to join the offensive and defensive battles of the blind spot of her mind, so when facing a genuine psyker like the scriptwriter, she naturally has to be fully prepared.

Before the official raid, she had emptied all the ordinary people within three blocks of the surrounding area, and she had also constructed several spiritual protective techniques in her consciousness, plus the evil runes that were now placed in the house to distort and corrupt the mind......

The scriptwriter looked up at the clerk, and there seemed to be a hint of banter on his flabby-skinned and wrinkled face: "Then you are going to be disappointed...... In fact, whether this plan in Yandu can succeed or not is of great significance to us and the committee, it is just a convenient experiment......

"There is one more point that needs to be corrected, soldier to soldier, king to king, it's not that you found me, but I chose to meet you here......"

The clerk's pupils shrank: "You ......"

The scriptwriter, who had become a rickety old man, grinned, showed a slightly terrifying smile on his withered and wrinkled face, and stared at the clerk with his cloudy eyes: "This is the royal direction of the final duel between the two forces since ancient times, how could I, as a scriptwriter who painstakingly compiles the script, put this classic drama on the shelf without understanding?" ”

The blonde clerk realized what the problem was, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head away but stopped his behavior, looking at the scriptwriter's eyes faintly burning with evil flames: "President?!" How dare you! ”

The evil runes that exuded filthy and corrupting power burst out with a faint green light, and clusters of evil fireballs automatically generated, and they all slammed into the script house in the middle of the house!

But...... But it was blocked by a ball of light that suddenly appeared in the room and occupied almost half of the room!

Rumble!

Some of the evil fireballs collided with the light balls and exploded, but the evil fireballs with the power of corruption, depravity, and chaos failed to corrupt the light balls in front of them, and as the light balls naturally subsided, the second wave of evil fireballs that followed hit the gradually revealing figure inside!

As soon as Wu Ming got out of the glare, he was immediately blinded by a succession of evil fireballs.

"Wojiri! What's the situation?! Wu Ming was also taken aback, his vision was completely occupied by the dark green evil energy firelight, but the flickering light of the shield reassured him again, "Why was it set on fire just after teleporting!" ”

Taking advantage of this gap, the scriptwriter gently touched the ground with his feet and slid all the way behind Wu Ming with the help of the pulley under the chair.

"The key comes—"

The scriptwriter dragged his hoarse and deep voice, and casually pulled into the void and began to summon the fantasy greatsword.

Only this time he summoned the Fantasy Greatsword a little slower than before, as if there was some invisible force against him, so he didn't pull out the Fantasy Greatsword in the blink of an eye as usual.

"The royal key is riding the wind, and the police forum is ......"

Even though life and soul were close to running out of oil, the scriptwriter slowly but firmly drew the greatsword of fantasy.

The clerk also reacted quickly, directly revealing the form of her extraordinary creature, a pair of curved and small demon horns emerged from her head, her skin gradually turned pale, and the mysterious, mysterious, and enchanting purple lines also quietly appeared on her skin and face.

The liberation of the form of the transcendent creature made a great leap in the clerk's physical fitness, she stepped on her high heels and slammed on the ground, leaving a footprint full of cracks, and the whole person turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the scriptwriter behind Wu Ming.

The dark green evil runes flickered, turning into chains of evil energy and shooting out, striking Wu Ming's unfolded shield with a string of sparks, and at the same time, the clerk also rushed in front of him!

"Get out of here!"

The resistance gradually increased, and every step made people feel as difficult as marching in a quagmire swamp, and the clerk didn't have the slightest intention of entanglement with Wu Ming, and with a swing of the knife, he was ready to kill this guy who messed in on the spot!

The highly compressed air turned into sharp blades, leaving scratches on the ground and ceiling, and flew towards Wu Ming with a whistling sound of breaking the air.

All of this happened in an instant, and before Wu Ming could fully comprehend the current situation, the air blade had already slammed into his shield.

"A spray of the mountains and rivers of the town, and then the sun and the moon ......"

The condensed air blade did not cause any damage to Wu Ming, not even sparking a spark or making the shield manifest its true form, and the clerk crashed head-on into the shield that Wu Ming had opened.

As if self-hypnotizing, the scriptwriter shouted, and the looming keyboard finally appeared in front of him!

"God doesn't give birth to me as a keyboard warrior, the key path is like a long night!"