Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

"boom!"

An air bullet was fired first, heading straight for Laticia.

Laticia dodged flexibly, and at the same time ignited a scroll with no visible material with spirituality.

"wind!"

The burning scroll seemed to open a channel leading to the abyss of the storm, and sharp blade-like wind knives poured out of it continuously, and they circled towards the outsiders.

The black trench coat was rattled by the strong wind, and the flames suddenly shot up behind Laticia. Gehrman jumped out of it, and then with the strength of his legs, he rushed towards Laticia fiercely, and waved his arms fiercely. The power from the living corpse seems to be able to explode the air.

As soon as she felt movement behind her, Laticia ignited another scroll.

"space!"

Her figure quickly blurred, as if she had stepped directly into another space, and the power of insufficient levels could not penetrate the barrier of space at all.

Gehrman's attack didn't hit the ground, and his fist penetrated Laticia's seemingly invisible body without hindrance.

Laticia quickly walked out of the air not far away, and the power of the scroll could support her to hide for a very short time.

Gehrman was not unable to maintain his body balance because of the lack of strength, and lightning flashed in his eyes. As soon as Laticia appeared, he felt as if he was suddenly pierced by a sharp long needle and stirred violently.

Laticia's expression twisted all of a sudden, her blue-gray eyes were full of pain, but she still shouted "Ice!" with difficulty.

Crystal clear icicles flew out, like flurry of daggers, blocking all the space for Gehrman to dodge.

Why haven't Lazarik and the others come to support? The sound of the battle was so loud, why did everyone in the hotel seem to be unable to hear it?

Laticia was anxious, and her bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

She put her hand into the special pocket again, and suddenly a sense of loss and emptiness flooded her heart, as if she had lost something important.

She fumbled through all her pockets as if she had lost her mind, looking for the old sheepskin book.

Wang Zichuan sat on a simple wooden chair leaning against the wall, with a relaxed expression and a smile on his face, and opened the yellow-brown cover.

"The other side of the sea, the distant place of dreams."

"The place of origin, the hymn of life."

"The exiled race, far from the home of the soul."

"The call of the blood, the desire of the soul."

"Where lightning and storms can't reach."

Gehrman unleashed his dragon power to shock Laticia, who was obviously emotionally and mentally abnormal, and then snapped his fingers quickly, sending out high-speed air bullets.

The Extraordinary of the Secret Peer Path is mainly a mysterious side spell. Before the high sequence, it should be a crispy mage, so whether it is a bullet or a fist of a living corpse, it can make a hole.

Gehrman had been trying to keep Laticia under control before physically ending the fight.

Laticia, who lost the book, showed obvious abnormalities. The frenzy and mental piercing further exacerbated her mental confusion. Her exposed neck and arms had dark pulsations faintly, as if they were gathering strength to break out of the ground. seed.

The breath on her body became more and more evil, and the fluctuation of power became more and more unstable, like a bomb about to be detonated.

The air bullet directly pierced her body with holes, instead of the bright red blood flowing out of the holes, empty eyes without eyelashes wriggled out.

Laticia slowly raised her head, her eyes faded to gray, one was filled with a mass of black, the other danced with silver-white electric light, and the whole face was covered with opened eyes.

On her body, in addition to the out-of-control performance of the voyeur's path, there is also a layer of faint blue light wandering, and the skin flickers with illusory scales where it passes, and greasy granulation grows.

"captivity!"

The voice came from the wall, and Gehrman switched the gloves to graze the soul, and began to cast the holy light continuously.

Wang Zichuan turned another page, and it was still filled with elven characters like poetry.

"Praise the silver messenger, bringing sweet nourishment."

"Praise the dancing flame, solidify the mellowness of the bright red."

"Praise the churning liquid, stirring the intoxicating fragrance."

"Beautiful melody, singing praises to the great king."

Wang Zichuan stared at the few short lines of text, thought carefully for a while, and suddenly slammed the book on the table.

are you crazy!

It's raining, and a group of elves are eating hot pot and singing, is it necessary to write a prayer like a large sacrifice?

Gehrman stared blankly at the pile of eyes full of meat balls in front of him, confirming that Laticia was completely dead, and the remaining spirit was slowly dissipating.

He immediately held a ceremony to summon himself, wrapped Laticia's spirit, and brought it above the gray mist for psychic communication.

Scenes flashed, some were Laticia dressed as a man and three male companions walking through the jungle, looking for clues to ancient ruins, some were a group of people going deep into the jungle and found a hidden passage blocked by tall bushes The picture, and their overcoming various difficulties, finally arrived at an empty and dilapidated half-collapsed palace carved with murals and retaining the creations of the elves.

Laticia doesn't have too many details of the ruins in her memory. The clearest picture is that she pulls out a yellow-brown parchment book from under the scattered huge broken stones.

Klein above the gray fog looked at the speed at which Laticia's remaining spirit dissipated, and felt that there was still enough time to understand her personal memory, and the ability of the magic lamp to isolate reality made it difficult for everyone in the hotel to notice the Abnormally, if she acted as Laticia, no one would doubt her in a short time, including her companions.

but……

Laticia's room was completely uninhabitable after being ravaged by strong winds and flames. Klein raised his palm and pointed it at the flesh and blood on the ground. His wriggling hunger split a bright red gash, and the disgusting mass of flesh turned into a stream of flowing flesh and blood. The creek merged into the gap in the palm, leaving only a mass of precipitated Extraordinary characteristics on the ground.

Klein looked at the lamp god who was casually flipping through the book, and said:

"Okay."

"Hmm... have you decided whether to replace Laticia?"

"I can help you handle the scene seamlessly, and I can also allow you to smoothly use her extraordinary characteristics and display all her abilities."

"Try it? Laticia still looks quite interesting. I see that one of her male companions is obviously very obsessed with her, hahaha."

Seeing the unscrupulous smile of the Genie, Klein's expression changed again and again.

Randomly slapping the table with the book of natural disasters, a precious ancient book and extraordinary item, Wang Zichuan patiently waited for Klein to make a decision.

Klein remained silent, his heart was turbulent, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his mind.