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Chapter 422: Lanchi Receives a Duel Request from the Great Lover Poet
Chapter 422: Lanchi Receives a Duel Request from the Great Lover Poet
Melissa's breathing at this moment was sometimes weak and soft, and sometimes urgent and anxious.
In her eyes, there was a mix of despair, pleading, and pain.
The more she spoke with the black-haired, green-eyed girl, the more her brain felt clouded and muddled.
"..."
Lanchi had originally planned to try summoning the strongest illusion, the Great Lover Poet, when he was alone, and then spar with her. If he could win, perhaps before reuniting with Hyberrian and Antanas, he would be able to become a new Great Demon.
But now, he had encountered a Warden who had accidentally become addicted to the Great Lover Poet, and was even being forced to summon the illusory demon.
It seemed that the usual attempts at persuasion were ineffective in calming the Warden's emotions. If he continued to talk or procrastinate, she truly might lose all reason.
"The Great Lover Poet is indeed a troublemaker. A good Warden has been reduced to this state because of her voice."
Lanchi sighed inwardly.
Now, he could only use the 'Ferhat-style Emotional Stabilization Technique' to help Warden Melissa.
And he would have to be more forceful in dealing with the Great Lover Poet, suppressing that deviant demon with all his might.
As Lanchi's battle intent rose, even the negative fifth-layer barrier magic power began to stir, as if gathering from afar, about to give birth to a very terrifying illusory demon.
Warden Melissa was sure that the black-haired, green-eyed girl had finally agreed to her request, and her eyes seemed to have found peace amidst the chaos.
At this moment, her entire world revolved around that momentary expectation and joy.
Even though no new figure had appeared in the corridor where the two were located, the air was already filled with a cold and heavy oppressive atmosphere.
Soon after, at the end of the corridor, black mist began to gather and slowly rotate. The black fog, like a tidal wave, spread on the ground, eerie and murky. After a long time, a slender figure finally emerged from its depths, faint and illusory.
Warden Melissa fixed her gaze on the figure immediately.
It was a gray-haired girl with her hair gently floating. She wore a mask on her lower jaw, similar to the black-haired girl, but the expression in the gray-haired figure's eyes was completely different—a bright, mischievous smile.
The enchanting blue irises, like scattered flames in the mist, were like stars in the abyss, both cruel and captivating, exuding an irresistible allure.
The talisman lights near the entire corridor flickered erratically around the illusory Great Lover Poet, until the black mist surrounding her slowly dissipated, revealing her demonic form akin to an evil goddess.
As she stepped out of the black fog, it was as if a true eighth-rank Great Demon had been born.
Usually, the illusions created by the 'Hopeless Extermination Battle' would ignore all disguise magic.
This meant that the black-haired, green-eyed girl's original appearance was likely gray-haired and blue-eyed.
But at this moment, Warden Melissa couldn't be bothered to think about such trivial matters.
She no longer cared what the other party was!
When the Great Lover Poet appeared, Warden Melissa was like a person who had seen an angel. She drew her sword and transformed into a swift shadow, rushing towards the demon.
However.
Just as she was about to touch the illusory Great Lover Poet.
"Thank you, you two fools."
The Great Lover Poet removed her mask and whispered to Warden Melissa, as if blowing a breath of air.
Instantly, Warden Melissa's body seemed to be electrocuted. She slowly bent down, her bones as if melting, unable to stand firmly, and fell to the ground.
Finally, she lay on the ground, twitching weakly, her life hanging in the balance.
The Warden had reached a pinnacle of emotion, completely losing her ability to fight.
"...'
Lanchi observed Melissa, the Warden's state, unsure how high the Eighth-Rank Great Lover Poet's emotional amplification factor had adapted to.
The Warden's brain might have been fried.
But she probably didn't have a stroke; it was hard to define if her current state was "good" or "bad."
Even from her expression, there seemed to be a sense of satisfaction, as if she had found the path to enlightenment and was ready to die.
Nonetheless, if they didn't get her treatment promptly, there was a high probability of life-threatening consequences, and even if she was saved, there might be some after-effects.
A gentle exhale that could instantly kill a Seventh-Rank human powerhouse—even among Eighth-Rank Greater Demons, she was an extremely unusual existence.
Although Lanchi personally thought that the Great Lover Poet ranked second on the "Useless Demon" list, whenever he saw the Great Lover Poet influencing other beings in unpredictable ways, he wondered if he should lower her ranking on the list, especially this Eighth-Rank version, which seemed to pack a punch.
As Lanchi analyzed the situation...
"Why... aren't you afraid of me?"
The illusory Great Lover Poet's enchanting voice echoed, seemingly displeased that the black-haired, green-eyed version of herself was unaffected by her demonic melody.
Moreover, she felt that this guy seemed to be thinking some damnable thoughts.
For some inexplicable reason, she felt he was being very rude, his calm gaze as if seriously comparing her to a planarian to determine who was more advanced.
"?"
Lanchi looked up at the illusory Great Lover Poet, confused.
"I can control your emotions, make you willingly fall for me."
The illusory Great Lover Poet didn't rush to kill her opponent but instead tilted her chin playfully,
"If you beat me, you can obtain an extremely rare Greater Demon mark. Too bad you won't be able to do that in this lifetime."
With a confident expression, she fully believed herself to be the greatest demon in the world.
Lanchi chuckled, as if she had amused him.
"What are you laughing at?"
The illusory Great Lover Poet noticed that the other party seemed unaffected by her demonic melody, but only slightly.
After all, those with a calm mindset like this person's were usually unaffected at the beginning.
She was well aware of her personality, and her main body would definitely not be unaffected by the hundredfold emotional amplification.
"I'm not laughing."
Even with the mask, the black-haired, green-eyed Great Lover Poet seemed to be holding back a smile.
This was the most challenging "don't laugh" challenge he had ever faced.
"..."
The illusory Great Lover Poet stared at Lanchi.
She felt that his gaze carried a hint of pity, as if he were trying to be considerate of her feelings.
This strange tea-tasting sensation left the illusory Great Lover Poet perplexed as to why her main body and her personality were completely different.
According to the principle of knowing oneself and one's enemy, her counterpart should have started mocking her incessantly by now.
Her style was to ridicule her opponents first, then thoroughly torture and humiliate them after victory, instead of showing mercy and pitying her opponent from the beginning like this.
Observing the black-haired, green-eyed girl's expression, the illusory Great Lover Poet gradually felt that the reason her counterpart hadn't removed the mask and unleashed her demonic melody yet was that she was afraid of laughing and being impolite, hurting her feelings.
The look of contempt in her eyes seemed to say—
'So what if you're an Eighth-Rank demon? What good is it?'
The illusory Great Lover Poet flew into a rage!
No one dared to humiliate her like this!!
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(Images of the Great Lover Poet included here)
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