Trafford’s Trading Club

Apart from rose honey, the coffee table doesn't know when to add several plates of dessert, from cookies to just baked cakes, and soft mousse.

Watching live… watching the little butterfly demon live at the magician's club headquarters doesn't notice this - she's like every girl in the world chasing a play.

When you see tension, you subconsciously hold the pillow in your arms, and then reach out and pick up the dessert from the dish and plug it into your mouth - if you get more nervous, you'll eat more often.

Tension = speed of grabbing something to eat.

Looking at the little butterfly demon like a hamster pit melon, eating a piece of cookie cake quickly into the entrance, making a very neat sound, like ASMR, when Boss Luo watched the little butterfly demon for more time, it would be a bit more than watching the scene.

Finished another piece.

But the little butterfly demon reached for it subconsciously… his eyes didn't take off the light screen - just that the cookies on the plate had been eaten up.

See, Boss Lo smiled and pushed another plate out of his hand to take off the empty plate... did not notice that these little butterfly demons were caught this time with a sweeter macaron - she was still eating like a hamster.

In fact, I'm still worried about the Dragon Sister who is at the headquarters of the Magician's Association... Mr. Lo stayed with her and continued to look at the scene on the light screen.

At this time, in the face of the dilemma posed by Aris, the dragon of Kansas also has its own approach… the most brutal and simple approach that can only be achieved by an individual of her strength and height.

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Without a way to destroy this growing creature while guaranteeing the safety of thousands of [non-humans] and magicians, the real dragon of Shenzhou chose… saving one is a strategy.

It's a simple way - to rush into the presence of strange creatures, dig them out one by one, and then wrap them with the power of the dragon, avoiding them from being touched by silk threads and absorbing the power in the body.

So there was this scene.

Shinzhou's dragon pulled the trapped man's arm... even his head, pulling a scene out of him - with the sound of his bones clicking.

Be gentle... Gentle can't be gentle and will never be gentle!

Like a carrot, a large [non-human] carrot is pulled out, wrapped with the power of a true dragon, and then thrown to the ground.

“Can there be another operation like this?? ”

Looking at the two staring erythema tower owners, they moved like they were trying to loosen their chin and then chose… to do the same.

It may not be as fast as the real dragon in Shenzhou, but obviously it won't be too slow.

It's just that even with the dragons and two tower owners, facing thousands of victims, it's obvious that it's not always possible to accomplish this enormous task - the key is that this weird creature, obviously, won't do anything.

It's jumping wildly, undoubtedly making the rescue effort even more difficult.

By this time... hundreds of [inhumans] have been successfully saved.

Shenzhou Zhenlong's current power: 82%... is in good condition.

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The headquarters of the Society of Magicians, the tower… is buried beneath the earth at a depth of about 50 metres.

[Prometheus] 's cellular tissue, the roots of which grow intertwined... erodes the interior of the Association's tall tower as if it were in the body of an organism, muscle fibers everywhere, and sarcoma tissue.

Boo-boom-boom-boom!

Hundreds of strips of meat, twisted like hemp, then crashed into something - an enormous obsidian door.

Ultimately, the Obsidian Gate was successfully broken open and a fluorescent blue light broke out of it… something that twisted thousands of strips of meat and instantly crawled into it.

At this point, the strip began to spread and then become a line of roots, beginning to wrap around again, eventually twisting into a human form… like a human body peeling off the skin, solid and drummed with muscle fibers visible to the naked eye.

It just moves forward step by step.

The light blue liquid around is extracted from the crystals, so rich that it is pure and liquefied… a piece of magical silver plate is engraved to float on the surface of these liquids… the whole is assembled into an absolute circle - the center is a tree five meters tall like a crystal.

In this crystallized tree, you can almost see a figure in the translucent trunk.

It eventually stopped under this giant crystal tree… the muscle thread of the face began to beat, and then two pure white eyes began to produce - the eyes spinning inward and outward, followed by pupils.

It stares dead at the people in this crystal tree.

“Stop, Aris... teacher. ”

The glorious spirit also appears in front of it, little by little, at this time.

The spirit that floats in the middle of the sky slowly drops at this moment, blocking it… In front of Aris, he says again slowly: “I don't think Toffany would like to see you like this. ”

Aris' eyeballs spinning together, his eyes glowing: "Toffany is dead, I killed him myself. What's in here... is not my daughter. ”

And he even laughed, “Glory, when I saw this system, I realized that you and I are the same kind of people... Come on, Glory, don't turn me down again. ”

“Mr. Aris, I just want to explore the ultimate in magic in my own way.” The Lord of the Glory Tower shook his head.

“Ultimate magic?” But Aris laughed, “Glory, are you still fighting for this tiny goal? I'm so disappointed... I didn't expect you to care so much about the power pattern in this little box! ”

“Teacher Aris, please get out of here… Otherwise, I will have to do something to hurt you again for the sake of [non-human] stability.” Lord Glory Tower sighed, “I really don't want to fight you again in front of Toffany. ”

“There have been only zero and countless wars.” Aris said softly: “When you have fought against me, for me, you have only two options: submissiveness and destruction. ”

“Is it really that important?” Glory takes a deep breath, "does it really matter… and even to that end, it takes strength to sacrifice one's love and one's own daughter. ”

“That's because...”

Aris looked at it like an abyss, devouring all the emotions that humans should have, “You have not experienced, the power that makes you feel great… those things are more worthy of possession than those that bind me to all the inspirations and emotions of my soul… When you have them, you will find that what you cherish, in fact, you have already experienced them, or are experiencing them… even in a more satisfying way. ”

There is not a hint of what mankind should possess in their eyes… The Lord of the Glory Tower softly breathes. “Looking at you, I was more convinced that the war that was waged… was not wrong. Because of the existence of that place, there are so many individuals like you now, Mr. Aris. ”

“Ha-ha-ha... glory!” Aris suddenly laughed and said in an almost derisive tone: “The war of a hundred years ago... do you really think, victory? The truth may make you feel desperate. ”

“Hmm?” Shining tower master's consciousness frowned.

Aris suddenly opened his firm arms at this point, “I… will show you how small you really are... what you've been through, it's just a dream! ”

Aris is very good at spiritual techniques… simple spiritual techniques that make even glory less self-righteous - not to mention that he is still just a defenseless spiritual projector.

When Aris' arms opened, there was a bright, colorful light all around him, like a cloud of colour... innumerable, innumerable things, rushing towards him... passing through!

But a great deal of information, at this time, is frantically imbued with glorious consciousness.

That's Aris' life.

The noble descendants who became orphans as a result of the turmoil in the kingdom experienced all their suffering during the thirty years they became slaves, eventually fleeing the battlefield, becoming an adventurer, spending 10 years in a busy way, and eventually dying in the mouth of the beast… this is definitely not the life of Aris, as Glory knows it.

But it's so real, it's as if it's ever been played anywhere.

He couldn't tell, and the second stage of Aris' life, once again, started blowing wildly in his consciousness.

This time, Aris is just a salesman in a general company, not only scolded by his boss every day, but also faced a chatty wife and rebellious daughter...

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Once again, Aris, a minister of a nation, revered by all its people, faithful to the kingdom, was eventually executed by the suspicious monarch.

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Once again, he was the best musician in the world and met the love of his life by the Danube, and they had a lovely daughter… he was ninety years old when he died and had no regrets in his life.

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He is the seat of the [magician] of the Michal Club, spilling terror all over the world... the world needs to be purified, the club throws purified flames into every corner, human civilization is destroyed once... everything is restored to its primordial state, a new order comes again, a world like utopia...

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Because the Spirit cannot accept so much information at once, the radiant Spirit gradually becomes somewhat unstable… and reveals a slightly painful divine color.

“Are these... hallucinations? ”

“This is the life I've been through...”

Aris said slowly at this point: "… different lives in different worlds. In these worlds, you were a student of mine, or just a newspaper-bearing kid living near my house, or just someone I had nothing to do with… even you and I never met. ”

“Parallel space?” Glory bears spiritual pain, consciousness flips wildly, "you... you did it, with magical powers, interfering in parallel spaces? This... pseudo-proposition? ”

“If you believe in magic and possess the power of magic, why do you create the illusion that this is a pseudo-proposition? ”

Aris shook his head: "How small is the ultimate goal of magic in front of the real me and the only me? Glory... I'm sending you one last invitation... Join us! [Fool], you will see, what are you doing in different worlds... Michal Club, is to get the presence of the Apocalypse, in different spaces and spaces, it all plays the role of the end of the world! ”

“End of story... Are you kidding me... I still have a lot of magic books to read in my library, Mr. Aris...”

The glory shook its head and tried to drive Arizona's horrible life experience out of its own consciousness - not only was it as simple as Ariz's life, but it even included a huge amount of information about the setting of the world in the world in which these different lives live…

Knowledge from different worlds, in this very short time, can even destroy the human brain completely?

“I know it's hard for you to believe, just like I did.” Aris shook his head: “But when you've touched it, you won't hesitate to believe it… believe it exists! ”

“It?”

“Unified existence. ”

Aris said incredibly: “When I of all worlds… can do a great thing and complete this great thing… I, we, I, everything, will be united! Everything about me, will overlap and eventually become a unique individual! ”

“This... this is what [the fool] told you? ”

“He was the only one who got the Apocalypse… even though I felt like a god stick. But...” Aris suddenly laughed, "Whatever the truth is behind this, it's interesting to do it. ”

“It seems… that the removal of the Michal Club… also needs to be integrated into the course of future action…” The Lord of the Glory Tower endured intense spiritual pain… The Spirit began to shed a strong light.

At this moment, starting with the edge of the crystal tree, the entire vast system space shook up… the energy fluid in the pool, one ejected, turned into a sharp energy blade and cut into Aris.

In the face of glorious resistance, Aris did not panic, and with [Prometheus] 's powerful regenerative power, he did not even deliberately resist, leaving the blade of energy to attack.

“Glory, it seems you haven't experienced this great overlap in your life yet...” Aris suddenly has an incredibly gracious voice at this point, "You need to experience more, feel more... accept it! Accept all of me, Glory! ”

Pause.

A few, a dozen... hundreds of different lives, at the same moment began to strike the spirit of the Lord of the Glory Tower... his spirit, even momentarily, fell on the edge of separation...

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“Why don't we get out of here? ”

In a small cave trapped in a cliff.

After observing for a while, the mysterious young man in white robe did not move at all, and Miss San made a suggestion.

The young vampire aunt who was more worried about Brother Rochu's safety heard the story and almost nodded her head to agree - but at this moment the young man in the white robe in front of her showed a painful look on her face.

Not only that, but his five officials, even began to spill blood.

“I... I didn't touch him!” Miss San stressed in a low voice.

The little vampire girl opened her mouth and moved closer, "He looked painful... and felt like he was going through something horrible. ”

“Elizabeth?” The bell screamed unconsciously at the moon.

"I want to help him… it feels like he needs help," said the little vampire girl. ”

“But we don't know exactly who this is… Elizabeth, we don't have to.” Miss San shook her head.

The little vampire girl suddenly said, "I was wondering... I didn't know Brother Rochu and I at the time, but what would I look like if he hadn't helped me? Lost in vampire loss, become a complete blood-sucking monster, lose yourself, right? I can't imagine... so I think that people in pain must really want to be helped —— just like I was. ”

Saying, the little vampire girl walked to the young man in the white robe, stood up, stretched out her hands, held the young man's cheek, and began to feel it with the power of her heart...