Versatile Mage

Chapter 2986: Holding the Blade

“She knew you were coming, shudder...” Suddenly laughed the Weird Eyes, who had always been so humble.

“Dah!”

“Dah!”

“Dah!”

The crisp high heels came up on the floor, followed by a long figure, standing at the top of the stairs.

She took a step down.

Perina took a step back.

The red coat continued down, facing Pelina, without any expression on her face.

Pelina was extremely pale and her legs trembled more and more with each step back!!

The spicy pain in her back is also unknown. The pain made Pelina even a little unstable. So many years ago, Pelina thought the scar was completely healed, but when she really met the perpetrator, she actually tore it apart again, is it some kind of curse blade!

“Still, why are you always reluctant to use one of your brains, always treat your life like a game, and when you die, you can start over, thinking you can do better next time?” Red walked into this studio and stood up as simple as that.

And Pelina has retreated to the wall, but leaning against it, she is still unable to stand.

“If I had to make you into a tiny jar, would you have grown?” Red goes on to say in the tone of the lesson.

Eyecatcher's eyes are so bright!

If he could use the noble Pelina as a material, he believed he could achieve a level of craftsmanship beyond the limits of humanity!!

The eyes of the strange eye seemed to bore the red coat a little, and the red coat looked at him.

He suddenly crawled to the ground, never dared to reveal his eyes again, and his hands held his head harder.

“What exactly do you want to do??” Perina was brave and angry.

“Is it hard for me to guess, I'm just avenging. Don't you ever think about that? I remember looking into that man's eyes, knowing that his heart had fallen, and trying to show the same admiration and admiration as everyone else.” Red asked.

“I won't go crazy like you!!” Pelina roared.

“I'm sober than all of you. Since the birth of man, pain will cry, anger will hate, and what is lost will do everything possible to regain it. I'm hurt, I hate, I want to take it back... and you, while you're clearly suffering, behave like normal, angry and still remain loyal to your enemies, numb and watch everything you hold dear from your side, your heart is already distorted and you still show disgusting calm, are you crazy or am I crazy?” Red asked back.

Every sentence in red matches the normal minds of many people, not to mention the villains who are so distorted that many normal people can easily go astray because of her three words, and Perina cannot find any words to refute them.

“You will not succeed, Athens City, the Temple of Patnon is no place for you to do what you want!” Perina builds courage.

“The last words are so mediocre.” The red coat said plainly.

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Out of the process room, Red heard the ecstasy laughter.

She stood for a moment and walked back to the underground craft room.

After a while, the screams of the strange eyes came and were so miserable that they could be heard throughout the vintage mansion.

“La-la-la-la...”

A small pond in the yard, the red coat unwrapped the flowering faucet and placed its hand full of blood on top, washing each finger of its own.

“What about Perina?” Yan Qiu, dressed in a maid's dress, walked over and looked at the red coat washing his hands.

“Return to Patnon.” Red said.

“Your potion is going away.” Yan Qiu warned.

“The other red coats are here, right?” Red asked.

“The three new red coats are your disciples. How dare they be lazy?” Yan Qiu replied.

“There should have been four of them, blue bat, unfortunately...” The red coat sighed softly.

She admired the blue bat, had a keen mind, a changing skill, and with a little edge information, she could speculate on the context of the whole thing.

It is only a pity that she has not been completely tamed.

If she could completely forget the identity of the trial, she would be a superb successor to the name of Cardinal Sarang!

“She is truly powerful, and not many can frustrate us.” Yan Qiu nodded.

There's a whole bunch of idiots in the world who think they're smart enough to dig up the identity of some of the core members of the Holy See and put a lot of energy into those who don't matter.

The Sacred Mage, the Judgment, the Temple of New York, the Mage of the Altar…

Only the blue bat touched the true leader of the Black Holy See.

Blue bats are the only ones who have kept a steadfast heart in such a crazy church.

She beat Sarang by surprise, blurring the Andean plan, completely disintegrating the rebels, who should have won the grand total, into the Federation, and causing the Black Holy See, which could have been enlarged by a factor of five, to suffer enormously at the festival.

Especially Wu Bi!

As an important figure to be elected by Sarang as the new Red, Wu Biao, both wisdom and ability, can crush the “Busy Doesn't Do” Cardinal!

Sarang was never angry at Blue Bat for his “rebellion."

Instead, she was somewhat annoyed that her own rhetoric was not complete enough.

Such a brilliant sharp blade, missed its own strategy, did not hold the right direction. She held the blade herself and was injured by her blade. If she held the blade handle, everything would be completely different. Many of the tissues she couldn't tear apart would be severely pierced by her!!

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Another early morning awakened by the sound of birds.

Very gentle tone, not boring due to lack of sleep.

Ye Xinxia opened her eyes and saw a thin veil outside. It was a turquoise mountain forest. The beautiful edges of the mountain were flattened by those lush leaves. Several spiritual birds with long fairy tails circled the mountain...

“Your Highness. ”

“Your Highness! ”

Some impatient sounds come from outside the bedroom.

Ye Xinxia got up and didn't sit in a wheelchair.

When she walked to the door and opened it, she suddenly saw the people accompanying her in the palace kneeling in front of her door, buried very low, unable to see their faces.

Even so, a bad premonition emerged in Ye Xinxia's heart.

“Perina...” Fen sobbed softly.

Ye Xinxia's breathing suddenly became impatient.

She closed the door and couldn't help but lean behind it.

The others did not leave and remained on their knees in front of the door.

After a few minutes, Ye Xinxia opened the door again, and there were still tear marks on her face that had not been wiped clean.

“Is she intact? Is her soul broken?” Ye Xinxia asked.

“Your Highness, she can no longer be resurrected. ”

“I know, I just want to know if she was in pain before she died. ”

“She… is reassuring. ”