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At this moment, her whole world revolved around the anticipation and joy of that moment.
Even though no new figures appeared in the corridor where the two were, a cold and heavy feeling of oppression was already filling the air.
Then, at the end of the corridor, black fog gradually began to gather and slowly swirl. The black fog spread on the ground like a tide, strange and turbid. After a long time, a slender figure finally walked out from the depths.
Warden Melissa looked over immediately.
I saw the figure of a gray-haired girl, her long hair fluttering gently, and a mask locked on her chin like the black-haired girl, but the bright smile in the eyes of the gray-haired figure was completely different.
The captivating blue pupils seemed to be emitting flames in the mist, like stars in the abyss, cold and charming, full of irresistible weirdness.
The talisman lights around the entire corridor became bright and dim around the Phantom Great Love Poet, until the black mist on her body slowly faded away, revealing her evil, cupid-like demon figure.
The way she stepped out of the black fog was like a true eighth-level demon was born here.
Generally speaking, the phantom body copied by [Hopeless Extinction War] will ignore all disguise magic.
This means that the girl with black hair and green eyes should actually have gray hair and blue eyes.
But Warden Melissa had no time to think about those unimportant things at this moment.
She no longer cares about who the other person is!
The moment she appeared, Warden Melissa was like seeing an angel. She drew her sword and turned into a swift shadow and ran towards her.
however.
When she was about to meet the phantom poet of great love.
"Thank you two idiots."
The Phantom Great Love Poet took off his mask and whispered to Warden Melissa as if breathing out.
Suddenly, Warden Melissa felt as if she was electrocuted all over her body. She gradually bent over, and all the bones in her body seemed to melt. She could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground.
Eventually he lay twitching weakly on the ground, his life or death unknown.
She reached her peak due to some emotion and completely lost her ability to fight.
"..."
Lanqi looked at the appearance of Melissa the Warden and found it difficult to judge how high the emotion amplification multiplier of the eighth-level Great Love Poet had been adapted to.
The warden's brain may have been fried.
But there should not be a cerebral hemorrhage, and it is difficult to define whether her current condition is "good" or "bad".
Even from her expression, one could see a kind of satisfaction that came from hearing the truth in the morning and being willing to die in the evening.
In any case, if she is not sent for treatment in time, her life will most likely be in danger, and even if she is saved, she may still have some sequelae.
A light breath can kill a seventh-level human warrior in seconds, which makes him an extremely unique existence among the eighth-level demons.
Although Lanqi personally thinks that the Great Love Poet is the second-ranked demon on the "Useless Demons Ranking List", every time he sees the Great Love Poet having unpredictable effects on other creatures, he wonders if he should move her down the list, especially this eighth-level version of the Great Love Poet, who really seems to be quite powerful.
Just as Lanqi was analyzing.
"Why... aren't you afraid of me?"
The magic sound of the phantom great poet was lingering, and it seemed that it was dissatisfied with the fact that the black-haired and green-eyed man in front of it was not affected by the magic sound.
And she felt like this guy was thinking about something pretty damn bad.
She inexplicably felt that he was very rude. His calm eyes seemed to be seriously comparing which one was more advanced, her or the Paramecium.
"?"
Lanqi looked up at the Phantom Great Love Poet in confusion.
"I can control your mood and make you fall for me willingly."
The Phantom Great Love Poet did not rush to kill the other party, but raised his chin meaningfully.
"If you defeat me, you will get an extremely rare Great Demon Mark. Unfortunately, you will never be able to do it in this lifetime."
Her confident expression made her feel like she was the greatest devil in the world.
Lanqi chuckled, as if he was amused by her.
"why are you laughing?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet noticed that the other party didn't seem to be moved by her magic voice.
However, this is the case for creatures with a stable state of mind. It’s just that I haven’t started to seriously mobilize their emotions yet.
She knew very well what kind of personality she had, and it was impossible for her true self to be unaffected by the hundredfold increase in emotions.
"I'm not laughing."
Even with a mask on, the black-haired, green-eyed poet of love makes one suspect that he is actually trying to hold back his laughter.
This was the hardest Don’t Laugh challenge he had ever done.
"..."
The Phantom Great Love Poet stared at Lanqi.
She always felt that the other person's eyes were filled with pity, and that he was trying to take her feelings into consideration.
The strange taste of tea made the Phantom Great Love Poet confused as to why his true body and his personality were completely different.
According to the principle of knowing yourself and knowing your enemy, the other party should have started to mock her constantly at this time.
Her character is such that she will mock her opponent first no matter what, and then torture and show her disrespect after winning, instead of being calm and compassionate to her opponent at the beginning like this.
Observing the expression of the black-haired, green-eyed girl, the Phantom Great Love Poet gradually felt that the other party had not taken off the mask and released the magic sound until now, because she was afraid that laughing would be too impolite and hurt her feelings.
The contempt in his eyes seemed to be saying—
Even if your vase is of level eight, what’s the use of it?
The Phantom Great Love Poet suddenly became angry!
No one dares to humiliate her like this!!
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Here are two portraits of great love:
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Chapter 423: The Great Love Poet Can Also Play Fists
In the corridor of the fifth floor below Helrom Prison, the black mist behind the gray-haired beauty was like a thunderous storm sweeping in, and every note she uttered carried an invisible pressure.
Standing there, the eerie eighth-level presence was enough to make any living being tremble.
The seventh-level warden lying on the ground was the best proof of her dangerousness.
Her dark blue eyes were sharp and deep, and her posture exuded supreme authority and elegance, as if she could see through everything.
However, the black-haired, green-eyed figure standing in the distance always remained indifferent. Her eyes were clear, and it seemed that the chaos and pressure of the whole world could not touch her.
"You...know you can't defeat me with normal methods, so you try to pretend to have a different personality, right?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet thought for a moment and seemed to have come up with the answer, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The other party did not become emotionally agitated because of her, but she was the one who became angry because of the other party's reaction. This was obviously the other party's strategy.
They are the same type of demons, and they defeat their enemies more through mind games and words than through force.
"It's really brave, but sometimes courage is not enough to change fate."
The gray-haired beauty leaned forward slightly, a playful smile playing on her lips.
"..."
The figure with black hair and green eyes said nothing.
No matter what, Lan Fu had followed him for these years, and even if she had not made any contributions, she had worked hard. Even if she was just Lan Fu's phantom, she did not attack for a while, and he did not have the heart to treat her as an enemy and beat her up.
"Haha, look at your ridiculous attempt, do you really think you have a chance? You are so naive!"
The Phantom Great Love Poet folded his arms, showing no intention of doing anything himself.
Even if she was at level eight, her strength and magic power still might not be enough to win a level five combat position.
But with her voice, even an eighth-level enemy would find it difficult to resist.
What's more, I am just a first-level self.
"So how do you plan to win?"
Seeing that the Phantom Great Love Poet was slow to act, Lanqi asked helplessly.
"You know, when your happiness reaches a thousand times, you can no longer tell whether it is pain or happiness. I can let you experience it over and over again until you die. Even if you die in my hands, you will sincerely thank me and fall in love with me."
The gray-haired beauty twisted her soft hair around her shoulders with her index finger and said with great confidence,
"You don't think that I can only amplify your emotions through sound amplification, but can't actively stir up your desires, right? This is the absolute gap between the eighth level and the first level."
"Is this true? Do you have this ability?"
Lanqi asked curiously and surprised.
"..."
The Phantom Great Love Poet felt that the other party still seemed to look down on her.
"Haha, just keep pretending, you weak first-level demon. The calmer you are now, the better your voice will sound when you beg for mercy later. I will find ways to make you cry and beg for mercy, and then I will completely destroy you."
The gray-haired beauty's eyes gradually became stern, and she didn't want to play with him anymore.
She raised her finger slightly and pointed at the other person, as if an invisible magical power had gathered around them.
"Go crazy, stupid guy."
As she finished speaking, a dangerous aura surged.
As long as she uses this magic, not only emotions but even the desires in her heart will be aroused!
however.
A second passes.