Chapter 470: The pants are all lost
Looking at this shocking scene, the brains of countless nobles were buzzing.
Perhaps they would never have imagined in their lives that they would be able to see such an explosive punch on the mage's body.
And the eldest prince, who maintained a half-kneeling position, was near Victor.
He could even directly feel the terrifying fist wind coming at him.
The terrifying wave of air was like a roaring tiger slamming into his face.
Fortunately, he is not the one to face this force directly.
Otherwise, I'm afraid he will be crushed into powder by this force.
But even so, Victor's strength made him feel incomparably incredible.
Victor, is he really a mage?
Of course, he wasn't alone.
Even Claudia, who was standing not far away, stared at Victor's fist.
She could feel Victor's power more really.
Although in the eyes of others, Victor may have only had a lot of strength to send Lipoot flying.
But only Claudia could see it.
Once again, Victor crushed the strange golden defenses.
The golden barrier that could somehow ricoche her mercury spear apart seemed like papier-mΓ’chΓ© in front of Victor.
Claudia remembers that the moment Victor threw her punch, she didn't feel the other party using magic.
The witcher is sensitive to magic, and if Victor uses magic, Claudia will be the first to know.
However, although Victor did not use magic, Claudia felt a surge of magic in Victor's body.
It's like a calm ocean that has set off raging waves that go straight to the sky in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps it was this skyrocketing magic that allowed him to easily defeat the opponent's defenses.
And where does this magic come from?
Suddenly, it was like something had come to mind.
Claudia's gaze was on Victor's shoulder.
looked at the crow, whose body was gradually emitting a fluorescent blue glow.
But Victor didn't stay there for long.
After Lipoot was knocked out by him, Victor walked slowly in the direction of Lipoot.
At this time, countless nobles were still immersed in Victor's power just now and did not come back to their senses.
As crisp footsteps rang out one after the other, they twisted their heads as if in tacit agreement, casting their eyes on the source of the sound.
The nobles' eyes widened when they saw Victor strolling in front of Lipoot.
At this moment, everyone was so silent that they didn't even dare to breathe.
He stood in front of Lipoot so gently, surrounded by silence.
At this time, Lipoot's whole face was up, his limbs were weak, and his whole body was paralyzed.
There was a hazy confusion in his eyes, and even the original golden light on his body was gone.
As Victor stood in front of him, as if sensing something, Lipoot's body trembled slightly.
"Ahem...... Ahem. β
This cough sounded and made all the nobles present stunned.
What?
He's still alive!?
It is true that Lipoot did not die.
After coughing twice, he lowered his head slightly, his twisted features almost squeezing to one side.
But when he looked at Victor, he still showed a smile:
"Really...... It hurts. β
"Just a few words of truth, as for me?"
Holding his hands on the wall, Lipoot struggled to get up from the shattered wall and slowly climbed out.
In the midst of everyone's shocked gaze, he stretched out his hands again, pressed them to his face, and forcibly corrected the twisted head.
The facial features were also easily pulled back into place by him.
Everyone present was stunned and watched in disbelief as Lipoot's face changed like this, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
When everything was done, Lipoot raised his restored handsome face, looked at Victor, and smiled softly:
"Am I wrong?"
"Or ......"
His eyes widened suddenly, and strong ripples appeared under his golden pupils.
The golden grains of sand swirled like clouds and mist, and they swirled rapidly under his eyes, as if they had set off a violent dust wind.
For a moment, the air around Lipoot seemed to freeze, immersed in a dead silence.
He spoke slowly, his words low and powerful:
"Actually, you're as dirty as they are?"
The words echoed around the courtyard like thunder, but Victor, who heard this, did not change his face at all.
But it was Leah who was the first to be dissatisfied.
Her protest-like, palpable voice sounded from not far away;
"Hey, who do you say is dirty?"
"Instigated the prince to deliberately tear open the cracks, in an attempt to make the entire southern inhabitants your slaves!"
"Aren't you the dirtiest person!"
Hearing this, Lipoot narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at Leah.
However, the golden light in his eyes did not make Leah feel intimidated in the slightest.
Under normal circumstances, any businessman would involuntarily feel timid when he saw his golden pupils, and even subconsciously lowered his head to avoid his gaze.
That's why, when he looked at the nobles, none of them dared to look at him.
How many of the nobles were not merchants?
Even if some of them have never been in business, the result is the same.
Because, as long as it is an aristocrat, there will be the mind of a merchant.
For the sake of value, for the sake of profit, unscrupulous means.
This is what the nobility of the empire has in common.
They were divided into two factions early on, supporting the eldest prince and the second prince, just to bring more benefits and status to their family in the future.
When Klepoot saw Leah, the other party didn't react like that.
Not only did she not lower her head, but she also yelled at her.
Suddenly, Lipoot remembered.
Not only now, but also when the Greedy Demon appeared and exuded a greedy aura in all directions.
All the nobility were affected.
Only this woman, completely unaffected.
Perhaps, he will have to re-examine some of these human beings.
His golden quicksand eyes looked at Leah and muttered:
"Really...... Pure soul. β
"You're a coin for you!"
Her anger poured out like a torrential rain, and she kept making sharp accusations at Lipoot:
"Keep saying we're dirty, what's the big deal about you!?"
"What I hate the most is your hypocritical and double-standard garbage!"
The angry scolding sentence by sentence stunned Lipoot's whole person.
Even the nobles present gradually came to their senses.
That's right!
All this happened because of Lipoot.
The rift in the south was not torn open by these nobles, and the demons did not appear because of their group of nobles.
But Liboot kept talking about their filth, and buttoned all their hats on them?
What kind of sophistry is this?
Originally, the nobles respected Lipoot very much, precisely because he was the head of the Rayser family.
But now that the other party is no longer acting, obviously, there is no need for them to continue to respect him.
Thinking of this, the nobles used all their skills one by one, as if they were fighting between factions in the palace.
They scrambled for fear that the words they were about to spit out of their mouths would be snatched away by the other nobles.
"Fuck, we're all dirty, you're the purest, aren't you?"
"You did it to expand the monster rift, but now it's good, you installed the White Lotus here?"
"Have we thought about yourself before? Do you have a reason to do something hurtful? β
"Fuck, my son is still in the southern barracks, if he has three longs and two shorts, our Nede family will never be finished with you!"
"And me, count me in!"
One by one, the nobles of the nobles stood up and scolded Lipoot.
What aristocratic elegance and noble manners are gone at this time.
All of them were like civilians, erupting with primitive swear words hidden in their bones.
Lipoot was reproached by everyone present, like a disgusted dog.
Perhaps, even he himself did not think of it.
When he looked at the group, they not only did not look away, but they would insult him even more.
Lipoot's gaze looked around, and finally, his gaze was on the great prince in the distance.
The eldest prince was also looking directly at him, and after feeling the other man's gaze, his gaze met Lipoot's golden eyes.
Almost at the same time, the surrounding nobles suddenly fell silent with a very tacit understanding.
Only the eldest prince was left, and a deep voice sounded slowly:
"Uncle...... No, Lipoot. β
"I don't know exactly what you're trying to do, but this is the Empire."
His gaze was fixed on Lipoot, his eyes filled with endless disappointment.
"This is never a place where you can be free to do whatever you want."
Lipoot was surprised, his eyes widening slightly, as if he had never considered the resistance of the humans.
And just when he was surprised, an indifferent voice sounded in his ears:
"The funniest thing is that no matter how much you pretend to keep your fake smile."
"But the pride in my bones will always be exposed."
Victor looked at Lipoot calmly, and at this moment, Lipoot also turned his head.
Jin Can's gaze met Victor's gaze, and Victor's words sounded again.
"Am I right? President of the Casidra Chamber of Commerce, Lipoot Nannad? β
Suddenly, Lipoot's eyes widened slightly.
As if he understood something, he smiled with relief:
"I see, it's because you know my true identity and know that I'm not from the Empire, that's why you ......"
But before he could finish his sentence, Victor's voice sounded again, interrupting his last words.
"Maybe the name doesn't suit you, I don't think you should like it."
This time, the moment the voice fell, an incomparably large blue flame burned behind Victor.
Accompanied by a strong magical power, the heavy formations were stacked heavily behind him.
In the blink of an eye, a huge dragon head totem suddenly appeared in the center of the formation.
The dragon seemed to be pulling sharp teeth, and a terrifying flame erupted from each white tooth.
Chaotic blue flames swept through the space, causing a scorching wave of heat in the surrounding space.
The staff of bird's head that Victor held in his hand was also lifted by him, and gradually aimed at Lipoot's head.
The pupils that were like burning candles bloomed with a burst of bright light again.
"Hermes, then."
"Do you like the name?"
At this moment, Lipoot was silent.
The golden sand in his eyes began to flow slowly, like a slow, sticky terrifying wave of sand gradually rising.
Chaotic light slowly flickered from around his body, and a wave of traction divine power turned into floating golden smoke and dust that quickly wound in the air.
Lipoot lowered his head, and his voice was extremely low:
"You ......"
"How do I know?"
The moment the words fell, the terrifying chaotic light flame instantly soared into the sky, and the blazing blue flame spiraled towards the sky.
Blue flames protruding from the heads of the nine giant dragons erupted from the array, crisscrossing the air, lighting up the dark and deep sky.
The bright light that erupted from the Nine Dragons shone on the solemn faces of everyone present, and the dazzling fireworks filled the dull eyes of the nobles.
It was as if it was going to tear the chaotic dead world apart, completely igniting the will to resist at the last time.
Even the gold in Lipoot's eyes was obscured by the brilliant blue, and the whole person was covered with a layer of dazzling light.
"I'm sorry."
[Fifth Order Magic: Blue Nine Dragons Fall]
In an instant, the headless and terrifying Chaos Blue Dragon roared out a terrifying wave of aura, and they all swirled in the air and slammed into the earth.
Terrible flames burst from the earth, and the flames that rose into the night sky tore everything apart, engulfing everything in the dragon's bursting light.
The heavy dragon's roar was like a tremor erupting from the depths of the earth, shaking everything above it.
Under the intertwined waves of air and flame, the roar faded away.
Facing the roaring heat wave in front of him, Victor's cold voice sounded slowly.
As if announcing the final dying judgment of the person in front of him:
"I think I know everything."