"There could be two spaces in this estate."

In a cramped storage room, Lucy held out two fingers to one of the only wizards left beside her.

Brando's face was solemn and he nodded.

"Yes, I think so, otherwise we wouldn't have searched the entire manor and still found no trace of Thor and the lady."

Brando told Lucy what he saw when he entered the manor and what happened when Thor was not present.

Outside are an unknown number of black shadow monsters, and only by sharing intelligence can they cooperate with each other and solve the crisis in front of them as soon as possible.

"If that's the case, that little girl is the root cause of our loss of strength and entry into the manor. Maybe if we find that little girl, we'll be able to regain our magic. ”

Brando leaned against the door of the storage room to listen for the movement, he hadn't done it in a long time, and he almost forgot how to twist his neck to turn his head sideways.

"Or maybe we need to think of something else. We were all unconscious before we entered here, and we still can't connect with the spirit body, maybe we are in some conscious world. ”

Brando thought of Thor's space of consciousness.

The place where he had only been there for a few seconds, and he was so scared that he ran away immediately.

"It's very difficult to wake up if you're completely addicted." Brando scratched at his hair.

His spiritual power was already very outstanding among second-order wizards, but he still couldn't find a flaw in this world.

"There's a bonus to the rules of the Borderlands, and we can't break through the limits with our strength alone." Lucy admits that it's dangerous, but she's calm.

"Now that it's all that corrosive black shadow outside, do you have any other way?" Brando was thinking about whether or not to knock himself out.

At this moment, Lucy suddenly sat on her knees, her hands clenched into fists, and gently rested on her chin.

"The wrath of thunder, which shakes the seas, the sword of law, cuts off evil. I, Lucy King, beg the favor of you, Akeley, Lord of Thunder, to send down your mighty power to drive away the obstacles that are in sight of me with lightning. ”

Brando watched dumbfounded.

"Aren't you a wizard?"

How could a shaman's prayer make such a gesture?

Lucy slowly raised her eyes and lowered her arms.

Brando noticed a sudden burst of tiny golden lightning in Lucy's eyes.

"You, you've regained your magic?"

If this can restore his magic, then Brando wouldn't mind praying to Akeley, the speaker of the Stargate Council!

When Lucy saw Brando's expression, she knew immediately what he was thinking.

Since she was born, she has seen too many such envious eyes.

Of course, the longing in Brando's eyes was more naked.

"When you reach a certain level of power, you become a god in the eyes of a fool. But my prayer is not the same as the prayer of the faithful. ”

Lucy slowly stood up, "This kind of power can't be used casually, overusing it will make me lose myself and become a puppet of my great-grandfather." ”

"Puppet?" Brando was shocked.

Then he noticed another word, and his jaw was about to drop, "Increase, Increase, Grandfather?" ”

Lucy was also accustomed to the shocked look on his face when he first learned of his identity, and spread her hands expressionlessly.

"Crackling ......"

A dazzling burst of electric light instantly filled the entire storage room.

Everything is completely covered in white light.

It was a few seconds before Brando rubbed his eyes and barely regained his sight.

However, in the small storage room in front of her, Miss Lucy was no longer there.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Wait, why did she leave on her own? With such a powerful sound effect, can't you bring one more person? ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The electric glow was so loud that it alarmed the devil who was hovering outside the door.

The wooden door of the room was smashed instantly!

I watched as white pungent smoke seeped from the cracks in the doors, as if something outside was corroding the walls and door panels.

Brando was no longer able to complain, he looked left and right, and finally pulled out an iron rake from the large bucket beside him, which he used to sweep away the fallen leaves.

"Sure enough, none of them can be trusted!"

……

Lucy opened her eyes and found herself back outside the dimly lit manor.

The antechamber, which had just been gorgeous, with the faint sound of music, was so quiet that the sound of falling dust could be heard.

She looked left and right, but was surprised to find that there was only Redbeard, Brando, and the short wizard Durut outside the manor.

The blue-haired wizard, the corpse wizard, and the abominable Kismet have all awakened and are now gone!

"When did they come back?"

She wasn't the first to return, which annoyed Lucy.

But she just bit her lip and didn't let the frustration continue to control her.

She raised her hand and released several arcs of electricity.

"The magic and psychic powers are back, too." Lucy looked at Brando, who was beside her, and raised her hand to hit the other man's chest with an electric light.

However, Brando did not react, and remained motionless on the cloister.

"Whoa!"

A scattered sound sounded from behind her, and Lucy immediately turned back, surprised to see that the short wizard had scattered into hundreds of pieces and fell to the ground.

"Whoa!"

There was another sound.

Looking back, Lucy saw that one of Brando's arms had also fallen to the ground in pieces.

It is impossible for a person, even a second-order wizard, to survive if he becomes such a fragment.

"It seems that I have just left the old manor without magic, but the commotion caused has put Brando in a difficult situation."

"He must be woken up!"

Lucy still has her own principles, and Brando has just saved her, so naturally she will not let the other party die in the illusion at this time.

But the other party's body didn't react to the thunder and lightning at all.

Lucy hesitated for half a second, then suddenly raised her hand and pressed it on top of Brando's head.

"If you don't wake up, then I have no other way."

With a "bang", Brando's whole body fell backwards, and there was a small piece of charred black on his forehead.

However, his body leaned back halfway, but suddenly froze, and then his waist was supported hard, and he actually stood up again.

"Hah! Thank you, Miss Lucy, for your kindness and beauty! ”

As soon as Brando looked down, he saw his shattered arm, but he didn't care, and moved his remaining right hand, and the tremendous power immediately accumulated between his muscles and bones according to his will.

"Very well, now we can have a good time with the owner of the manor." Brando grinned, as if he were the demon who was about to invade the manor.

Lucy, who was observing Brando's condition, suddenly felt a twisting force coming from inside the manor.

The power seemed to tease the magic in her body, making her blood boil. Tyranny and chaos crept in, and a strong desire to destroy made her chest rise and fall.

Across from Lucy, Brando hadn't noticed that his smile was getting a little more hideous.

"Let's go." Brando's eyes were bloodshot, "Let's kill all the enemies inside!" ”

Lucy didn't respond to Brando immediately, and her eyes flashed with golden arcs again.

A slight tingling brought her sanity back to her senses a little.

"Calm down, Brando, your sanity has been affected by the pollution, and you can't fall into the abyss on your own initiative."

Brando's half-dashed form suddenly froze, and he gasped as he looked at Lucy, who was also trying to keep her sanity.

"I want to ...... I guess this place is not a good place either. ”

"Boom-" A window on the second floor suddenly shattered, and at the same time, a figure flew out of it and landed heavily on the clearing in front of the manor.

Lucy and Brando turned their heads at the same time, and saw a man whose face had been shattered and sunken into his skull, lying on the ground, dead no longer dead.

Only his blue hair, dyed red and white, barely showed the identity of the dead body to the two of them!

Turning back again, Kismet's figure appeared in front of the broken window.

His long silver hair and fair face were splattered with blood, but he didn't care about the dirt on his face, and was chuckling, leaning against the broken glass ballast.

(End of chapter)