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Two seconds passed.
Five seconds pass.
Nothing happened on the corridor.
"..."
Lanqi still looked at the Phantom Great Love Poet as if he were a fool.
This made the Phantom Great Love Poet's face freeze.
She looked at her fingers to confirm that the spell was cast correctly, then used it again on the other party, but the other party still did not move.
"Why don't you go crazy? Don't you have any desires in your heart?"
cried the Phantom Great Love Poet, not understanding why her desire for the other party was not working.
Obviously, my emotions will fluctuate depending on the other person's reaction, but the other person's nerves are like steel and cannot be shaken at all!
"Maybe, but not much. At least you can't affect me."
The black-haired, green-eyed girl took a deep breath and looked calmly at the Phantom Great Love Poet, who patiently explained it to her.
"What kind of monster are you?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet gradually felt that something was wrong. She knew very well that if she were at the first level, she would definitely be caught.
It was as if something indescribable was controlling her body!
"I am a human being, and no one can confiscate my human status."
Lanci replied.
"Human? Your current will is that of an ascetic female monk or priest, so you can barely resist my charm?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet feels that even if there are humans who can cooperate with her original body, they must have extremely high willpower.
Otherwise, her body alone would be enough to turn him into a puppet, control his mind, and enslave him completely.
"First of all, I'm a man. Secondly, I'm not a clergyman. And, you call this seduction? Every time I see you talking with that face, I just wonder why the old woman pretends to be a virgin..."
It seemed that Lanqi couldn't help but be amused by her.
At least the Great Love Poet didn't have the ability to make him laugh, but the eighth-level Phantom Great Love Poet did it. Lanqi had to admit that she was still quite powerful.
"...?"
The Phantom Great Love Poet stood there in a daze. She didn't know what the other party meant exactly, but she only felt extremely insulted.
What is an old woman?
Why can't she charm even one man?
Does the other party really look down on her as an eighth-level demon?
"You bastard! Today I will beat you to your knees even if I have to use my fists, and then make you my slave!"
The Phantom Great Love Poet screamed in frustration.
The most powerful ability that she was proud of was of no use at all, and she had to conquer the enemy with fists and feet. This was a great shame and humiliation for her!
"I'm going to break you!!"
The Phantom Great Love Poet couldn't suppress the hatred at the corners of her mouth. Her black jade-like fingertips, with a cold light, drew an arc in the air and attacked the neck of the black-haired, green-eyed figure in the distance.
Her ferocious voice was soft and cold, echoing in the empty maze. Her eyes flashed with a chilling bloodthirsty light, announcing to the world her eagerness for the impending torture.
Just as the phantom with gray hair and blue eyes loves the poet, his movements are as swift as lightning across the night sky, so fast that it is hard to keep up with the pace.
At this moment, Lanqi already had an orange translucent magic card in his hand. The unstable card surface was shaking slightly, as if it existed in a space that was different from this world.
"Lanfu, I'm very sad that you are like this."
No one knew what expression was underneath the mask, but at least from his eyes, he was very reluctant to defeat the poet of great love himself.
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The Phantom Great Love Poet noticed the magic card in the other party's hand.
The unique texture makes it look both illusory and ethereal. The flow of the lines on the card seems to be the heartbeat of life, as if suspended on the edge of the entity and the non-entity.
She also gradually began to understand why she didn't have any magic cards to use.
Even at the eighth level, her soul space was in a strange state and could not bind any magic cards. The magic card the other party was holding was obviously given to her by someone else.
"Do you think you can defeat me using someone else's magic cards?"
Phantom Great Love Poet was very sure that this was a summoning card, and its rank was not high.
As long as the other party dares to summon the ownerless creature, she can make it out of control in an instant.
Besides, no matter how weak she is, she can still kill a low-level summon with one punch.
"..."
Lanqi had a look of reluctance in his eyes, and did not respond to her. He let go of her hand, and the magic card suddenly began to shine.
It is very different from ordinary magic cards. It is more like a tangled spiral. As the power is released, those spirals separate and converge into a huge vortex.
The rune lights surrounding the labyrinth corridors were bent, attracted, and even torn apart by the vortex.
After the vortex quickly stabilized, a crack appeared in the center, revealing its true form - a huge wolf, surrounded by crimson runes like faults in time and space, wandering on its dark and deep body.
The red lines on its body are like the power of creation. Every line is flickering and breathing, like a crack connecting to another dimension.
The Phantom Great Love Poet simply sneered at the appearance of this summoned creature.
Although she was unable to identify the specific attributes of the wolf for the time being, how could she, an eighth-level great demon, be stopped by a fourth-level summoned creature!
However, the next second, when the giant wolf's claws slapped towards the Phantom Great Love Poet, the Phantom Great Love Poet who had originally intended to defeat it directly suddenly let out a shrill scream.
The moment she touched the giant wolf, her eyes were filled with fear and she felt like her arms were about to catch fire and melt.
“It hurts so much, it hurts so much!!”
The Phantom Great Love Poet covered his arm and immediately wanted to run back.
But the giant wolf's body was too huge, and at this moment it had already slapped down with its claws fiercely, until it pinned the Phantom Great Love Poet to the ground.
“No! It hurts!!”
She struggled and tried to escape, but under the huge claws of the nuclear fusion wolf, her back was constantly burned and melted, and she cried out in pain.
"Alas, you probably don't even know it yourself. In addition to being a living being, you also possess the attributes of a summoned creature."
Lanqi walked up to the Phantom Great Love Poet, looked down at her on the ground, and said sadly.
He never thought that one day he would have to fight a life-and-death battle with the poet of great love.
"What exactly are you going to do?"
The gray-haired poet's voice trembled, tears squeezed out from her tightly closed eyelids, and her sobs almost became fragmented.
"I can only exclude you from the trial with tears in my eyes."
Lanqi wiped his eyes, looked away and said.
He knew that no matter how pitiful this cunning devil, the great poet of love, pretended to be, it was just crocodile tears. He could not trust her or be soft-hearted towards her, otherwise he would make a fatal mistake.
The gray-haired poet tried her best to raise her head, feeling that the guy in front of her was particularly terrifying. Even though the effect of the opponent's magic sound on amplifying emotions was far weaker than hers, and she hadn't even taken off her mask, she still felt extremely frightened at this moment.
"I...I was wrong, please don't do that!"
Every quick breath of the gray-haired poet seemed to devour her fragile courage. Her voice gradually became so weak that it could not be heard, and she only whimpered intermittently.
"Please let me go...I was really wrong!"
But Lanqi didn't say much. The nuclear fusion wolf opened its huge mouth, and the Phantom Great Love Poet was forcibly twisted and sealed, and finally turned into a magic card engraved with black petals.
In a moment, this card that shouldn't exist in the world disappeared and merged back into the magic of the minus fifth floor maze barrier.
As the phantom poet of great love was sealed and disappeared completely, thunderous echoes erupted in the corridor.
Black clouds and dark blue lightning continued to gather and enveloped the figure with black hair and green eyes.
In the center of the maze corridor, the magical power of the barrier that was originally as solid as a rock began to ripple, as if some mysterious rules triggered all of this.
The frequency of the flashing seals on the surrounding walls became faster and faster, and they were shrouded in a layer of psychedelic mist.
The immense magical power that gathered in the air not only had fluctuations similar to those of [Hopeless Extinction War], but was also deeper and more terrifying, like the original power of the supreme demon world.
A deep blue halo formed around the black-haired, green-eyed poet of love, and magic power gathered and weaved in the air. At the same time, deep blue lightning and swirling black mist suddenly rushed into his brows.
The magic power continued to grow and take shape, and everyone else in the entire maze corridor level felt a sense of oppression.
I don’t know what happened on this negative fifth floor.
Throughout the whole process, the poet of great love was protected by an invisible force, and the space around him formed an isolated area.
After a few breaths, the light and magic power shrank rapidly, and finally condensed at the center of the Great Love Poet's brows, forming a deep blue mark -
[Mark of Hopelessness]
[Category: Soul Imprint]
[Level: Orange Epic]
[Attribute: Undead]
【Level: 1】
[Passive effect: All summons and familiars gain a small increase. ]
【Note: Hopeless Satya's approval.】
The poet of great love had his eyes closed, and finally slowly opened, his gaze still as calm as ever.
In just a moment, several superimposed translucent lights and shadows flashed across the depths of his pupils.
Those were exactly the three marks he had obtained, now connected and combined to form a completely different magic circuit.
The demonic aura within him also truly transformed, and it was especially strong at the moment he opened his eyes. As long as a body was occupied by his soul, even the body of a great poet would show the characteristics of a great demon.