In the corridor on the fifth floor of Helrom Prison, the black mist behind the gray-haired beauty was like a thunderous storm sweeping in, and every note she uttered carried an invisible coercion.

Standing there, the eerie eighth-order presence was enough to make any living person tremble.

The seventh-order warden lying on the ground is the best proof of her danger.

Her dark blue eyes are sharp and deep, and her posture exudes supreme authority and grace, as if she can see everything.

However, the black-haired and green-eyed figure standing in the distance always maintained a kind of indifference, her eyes were clear, and the chaos and pressure of the whole world seemed to be unable to reach her.

"You...... Knowing that the usual methods won't win me, so try to pretend to be another character, right? ”

The Phantom Love Poet thought for a moment, and seemed to have come up with an answer, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The other party did not have mood swings because of her first, but she first became angry because of the other party's reaction, which was obviously the other party's strategy.

They are the same type of demons, and the way to defeat the enemy is more about mental tricks and words than through force.

"It's brave, but sometimes courage is not enough to change fate."

The gray-haired beauty leaned over slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

“……”

The black-haired figure with green eyes didn't say anything.

No matter what, Lan Fu has followed him all these years without credit and hard work, even if Lan Fu is a phantom, she didn't attack for a while, and she can't bear to beat her as an enemy.

"Haha, look at your ridiculous attempt, do you really think you have a chance? How naïve! ”

The Phantom Poet clasped his hands around him, with no intention of doing it himself.

Even if she has an eighth-order, her strength and magic level still don't necessarily win a fifth-order combat position.

But with her voice, even an eighth-order enemy would be difficult to resist.

What's more, it's just a first-order self.

"So how are you going to win?"

Lan Qi saw that the Phantom Great Love Poet was slow to move, so he asked helplessly.

"You know, when you're a thousand times happier than you are, you can't tell whether it's pain or pleasure, and I can make you experience it over and over again until you die. Even if you die at my hands, you will sincerely thank me and fall in love with me. ”

The gray-haired beauty put her index finger around her shoulder and said with great confidence,

"You don't think that I can only amplify your emotions through sound amplification, and I can't actively provoke your desires, do you? This is the absolute difference between the eighth order and the first order. ”

"Really? Do you still have what it takes? ”

Lan Qi asked curiously and surprised.

“……”

The Phantom Love Poet felt as if the other party was still looking down on her.

"Hehe, you just pretend, you weak first-order demon, how calm you are now, how good the voice will be when you beg for mercy later, I will make you cry and beg me for mercy in another way, and completely break you."

The gray-haired beauty's eyes gradually darkened, and she didn't want to play with each other anymore.

She raised her finger and pointed at each other, as if an invisible magic had gathered around them.

"Let's go crazy, stupid fellow."

Her voice fell, accompanied by a dangerous aura.

As long as she uses this magic, not only her emotions, but even the desires in her heart will be stimulated!

However.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Five seconds passed.

Nothing happened on the cloister.

“……”

Ranch still looked at the Phantom Poet like a fool.

This made the phantom love poet's face freeze.

She looked at her finger to make sure that the spell was cast correctly, and then used it on the other party again, but the other party was still unmoved.

"Why aren't you crazy? You, don't you have desires in your heart? ”

The Phantom Love Poet shouted, not understanding why lust for the other person didn't work.

Obviously, I will have emotional ups and downs because of the other party's reaction, but the other party's nerves are like steel bars that cannot be shaken at all!

"Possibly, but not much, at least you can't influence me."

The black-haired, green-eyed girl took a deep breath, calmly looked at the Phantom Love Poet, and patiently explained to her.

"What the hell are you monster?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet gradually felt that something was wrong, and she knew very well that if it was her first-order self, she would definitely be tricked.

It's as if something indescribable has dominated her being!

"I am a human being, and no one can confiscate my nationality."

Ranch replied.

"Humans? Your current will is that of an ascetic female warrior monk or priest, so you can barely resist my charm? ”

The Phantom Love Poet felt that even if a human could cooperate with her ontology, it would require a high level of willpower.

Otherwise, her own body alone would be enough to turn her into a puppet, manipulate her mind, and completely enslave her.

"First of all, I'm a man, and secondly, I'm not a clergyman, and besides, you call it charm? Every time I see you talking with that face, I only think about why the old woman is acting like a virgin......"

Lanchi seemed to be a little amused by her.

At least the Great Love Poet didn't have the ability to make him laugh, and the Eighth Order Phantom Great Love Poet did, and Lan Qi had to admit that she was still a bit powerful.

“……？”

The Phantom Poet froze in place, she didn't know what the other party meant, but she only felt the ultimate insult.

What is an old woman?

Why can't she even charm a man?

Is it true that the other party doesn't look down on her as an eighth-order demon at all?

"You guy! I'm going to beat you to your knees with my fists today, and then I'll make you my slave!" ”

The Phantom Love Poet was furious and shouted sharply.

She is proud that her most powerful ability can't work at all, and it is already a great shame for her to use her fists and feet to conquer the enemy!

"I'm going to break you!!"

The Phantom Poet couldn't suppress the hatred at the corners of her mouth, and her black jade-like fingertips drew an arc in the air with a cold light, striking towards the neck of the black-haired and green-eyed figure in the distance.

Her grim voice was soft and cold, echoing through the empty labyrinth, her eyes glittering with a chilling, bloodthirsty light, announcing to the world her eagerness for the coming torment.

Just like the gray-haired and blue-eyed phantom poet, the swiftness of his actions is like lightning piercing the night sky, and the speed is dizzying.

At this moment, Lan Qi already had an orange translucent magic card in his hand, and the unstable card surface trembled slightly, as if it existed in a space that was different from this world.

"Lanf, I'm sad that you're like this."

No one knew what the expression was under the mask, at least from the look in his eyes, he was very reluctant to defeat the Great Love Poet with his own hands.

Today's three watches

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