Law of the Devil

·

Chapter 63 [The Face of Semel]

“Fuck!!” Dewey scolded, he shoved a mercenary nearest to himself, then pulled out the dagger on him, couldn't help it, the opposite hand was a knife, he stuck it in the mercenary's thigh!

He hopes the pain will wake this guy up... but Dewey is still disappointed!

The guy got a knife in his leg, but as if he didn't know anything about it, struggled, climbed up, still ignored Dewey, fell towards the lake and climbed past, he kept blood on his leg, sprinkled red snow on the ground all the way...

Dewey was almost desperate, he carried out several spells in a row, but the fireball couldn't shoot that far... the ghost on the lake was at least five or six hundred steps from shore!

Dewey hasn't mastered the wind flying technique yet, otherwise he would have flown over and thrown fireballs!

Spiritual Magic! It's fucking mental magic!!

Dewey searched his mind for all the information about mental magic, but what made him helpless was that there was no mental magic involved in some of the magic Dewey possessed. A psychic magician is a magic that can be mastered by intermediate or higher magicians. With Dewey's strength now, that is far from being achieved.

I have to do something! Watching as the second mercenary had jumped into the pit of the ice, Dewey slapped herself so hard, he ran to the front as fast as possible, then fell down a mercenary, tied his leg with a rope ready to capture the beast, then pulled the rope to tie the other...

Despite Dewey's efforts, after all, he had only one man, only three men tied, and two more mercenaries walked into a hole in the ice!

Dewey panted so fast, he shouted, “What the fuck is this!! ”

“It's the attack magic of the Phantom Lake Demon.” Behind him came the voice of Semel.

Dewey Horan turned around and saw Sameer standing behind him in a red robe, but this woman's complexity, not knowing if it was fear or surprise, even Dewey could see her red robe trembling slightly, as if her heart was also extremely uneven!

“Sameer! How the hell did you get out?” Dewey roared out loud: “You know this thing? What the hell is this! How can you crack it?! Shit, these mercenaries are dying! ”

But there was a confusion in Sameer's eyes, as if she was holding her head with extreme agony: “I... I think I know... I think I've heard of it. What's wrong with me? What the hell is going on? Why would I know the name of this thing! Why... there seems to be a lot in my mind...”

“There's no time to worry about what's in your fucking head!” If Sameer was a real person, Dewey would have gone up there and screamed at her with her collar. Unfortunately, Sameer was just a shadow, and Dewey could only stare at her: “Tell me! How to deal with this stuff! ”

Dewey screamed and his hand kept going. He tripped Bainrich and Dardanelle with a rope fast, slowing them down. He even crossed his centre, simply took a knife, knocked every mercenary to his side as hard as possible, and then slapped him on the other's leg!

Even if you cut each other's legs so they can't walk, it's much better than jumping into a freezing ice hole!

“Do something! Sameer! Do something!” Dewey slammed down a mercenary, and then they rolled on the ground, and Dewey gasped and shoved the dagger into the mercenary's calf. His hands were covered in blood and he wiped his face hard.

Sameer glanced at Dewey blindly, but when she saw Dewey's face full of blood, staring fiercely at herself, the sound of anxiety came...

Suddenly a strange light flashed in Semel's beautiful eyes! Then the panic and pain on the woman's face suddenly disappeared, and she stood up violently, with a deep void in her eyes!

Later, this beautiful woman slowly walked towards the lake, her feet so barefoot, the bright red robe floated gently, then turned her back to Dewey, and she slowly lifted her hand...

A sharp chant, coming from Sameer's mouth!

The sound was like a line, and suddenly it stabbed Dewey deep in his head! This voice sounds so good... but listening makes people's head ache like it's going to pierce your temple!

This is almost deep into the bone marrow... oh, no, it's like deep into the soul with a tingle that immediately shocks Dewey all over his body! He even felt his whole body sweat up!

The voice in Semmel's mouth is constant, as if it contains a series of weird, harsh bytes and notes! Dewey can be sure it's a magic spell!

Sameer's voice immediately overwhelmed that ghost's voice far from the lake! Mercenaries walking in the snow stopped while everyone was in shock! Then everyone suddenly collapsed on the floor!

As if waking up in a nightmare, everyone screamed suddenly after falling down! Sameer's voice covered everyone's ears, brains, even hearts! Everyone is desperate, instincts cover their ears, but that horrible tingle sensation still doesn't stop even a little!

But it's this pain that makes everyone's body numb, stiff, and conscious that has dissipated in their brain, little by little, come back!

Sameer's voice is getting louder! The original euphemism suddenly became very sharp! That high pitch stack of ups and downs, getting sharper and sharper, but still elevated... it was like being pushed onto the tip of the wave, but it was able to hit a spin again, keep going a little higher!

Dewey already thinks his head is about to crack open with this sound wave! He held his head hard and shouted, "Sameer! Cut it out! Stop!”

Sameer seemed to have heard nothing, and her face was heavy and she suddenly stepped to the ice step by step! Her body fluttered gently, the voice in her mouth continued, the tide swept and swept away...

And the ghost on the ice suddenly made a terrified scream, and then suddenly straightened his soul, and he rushed to drill down into the ice!

“Huh, want to run!” Sameer sneered and finally stopped that horrible sound wave!

Dewey's in shock!

When Sameer laughed and said this, the voice was still Sameer's voice... but that tone!

That cold, proud, even cold, disgusting, hateful tone! But it doesn't look like the clone magic creature that followed Dewey!

Sameer's body is floating halfway through the air! Her slender fingers lifted up gently, her long silver hair spread like a half-assed waterfall, as the cold breeze floated gently, around the red robe, suddenly several aircurrents spinning fast!

Sameer's fingertips quickly condensed into a good light point, which gradually converged into a small light sphere where the naked eye could see the light bulb's nourishing flash of lightning like sparks!

“O humble and ugly warcraft...” Sameer's voice came in the middle of the sky with a high arrogance and indifference: “How dare you show your poor spiritual magic in front of Lord Sameer! ”

Sameer's laughter was colder than ice. She just gently lightened her fingers and the light bulb burst out quickly...

Kacha!

There was a terrible sound on the ice, and a huge crack spread! Just under Dewey's nose, he headed far away... and then the ice burst into a hidden roar, quickly splitting towards both sides!

Under the ice, the lake rolled… Soon, one blister after another swept several mercenaries up from the lake!

The distant ghost made a terrible scream, Sameer gently dotted her fingers, and suddenly a luminous circle covered the ghost!

Then, like an invisible hand, he grabbed the ghost and his body drifted off the ice!

The body of the ghost struggles in the middle of the sky, but it can no longer make any complete sound, the terrible screaming intermittently, already with a sense of sorrow.

“Oh... beg for forgiveness?” Sameer grinned and she looked down at the person she was playing with and whispered: “Are you sucking people's souls in such a filthy way with your filthy voice? Oh... let me see your filthy face... your disguise is so ugly! ”

Her slender hands seemed like a gentle tease!

Dewey was surprised to see that the ghost's body was divided into two parts by an invisible force!

The dead mercenary's body turned into two pieces that landed in the lake and quickly disappeared, while the air left a small thing!

That thing looks like meat, with a kind of wet slime all over its body, the fleshy body is like an octopus with no tentacles, like a crack, like its mouth. And its bottom half shen is like a fish's tail fin, desperately dumped...

“Oh, it turns out it's a 'Phantom Lake Demon'. Aren't you ugly things yet extinct?” With a cold smile on Sameer's face, she stretched out a fingertip and her sharp nails were gently drawn in the air...

The sound rang slightly, and the monster's body in the distance immediately added a deep wound! Green mucus appeared in the wound, and then, in its scream, its upper and lower shen had broken down! Sameer hummed and continued to gently cut her fingers. The distant monster's body split apart and fell into the lake before she found a hand. Then, something like a turquoise jewel flew slowly from afar into her palm.

“Huh, an adult lake demon.” Sameer said softly: "The core is not small. ”

Sameer waved her sleeves, bubbles were already flooding the lake, and the waves washed some of the mercenaries who had just jumped into the hole of the ice back ashore!

Dewey is totally stuck!

There's a mess in his mind... but the only thing he can be sure of is that this woman in front of him is definitely not Sameer! Absolutely not, the magical creature who likes to wander around in front of herself with her beautiful little legs!!

She... the tone she just spoke, and... damn it, she did magic! It's magic!

A purely phantom-like magic creature that can actually perform magic?!

She…

Dewey suddenly had this incredible thought in his head:

She... maybe the tone of what she just said, the attitude... the cruel look of the strong playing with the opponent, kind of like... a real great female astrologer! Chloe!

By the time Dewey thought of it that way, Sameer had gently walked back to the snow and came to Dewey.

This woman stood high and looked down at Dewey on the ground, and Dewey had blood on her face...

Sameer stood and looked quietly at Dewey, her head was full of stars, but her eyes were brighter than the stars!

Staring at Dewey's face for almost a century, a little bit in those eyes appeared an unspeakable... tender!

“Dear… trouble solved.” Sameer's voice is gentle as a spring breeze, and there's no other half-cold smell just now: “Yes... I'm sorry, I promised you I'd never do magic again. But I saw you in danger and I was so worried... Zach, you know how much I love you! ”

After that, the woman suddenly closed her eyes and fell down so straight in front of Dewey!

Dewey's first thought: Who is this woman?!

Dewey's second thought: Who is she talking about “Zach”?!

Wait…… wait a minute!

Dewey suddenly jumped off the ground!

Zach... Zach?!!

Shit! I remember that name!! This name is in the family tree!!

Zach # 8226; Rollin!!! The chief of the Rollin family history! That is... the husband of a true female astrologer!!! Dewey's great-great-great-grandfather?

Okay! I know who Zach is... so the identity of this woman...

She... Dewey moaned: "Jesus Christ... she's not really Semel... shouldn't she just be a magical creature replicator? ”

[Ask for tickets, please read the book and don't forget to throw tickets to support the book! Please support the book with practical action. Oh, dancing. Thank you!

·