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Chapter 423: The Great Lover Poet Knows a Few Martial Arts Tricks
Chapter 423: The Great Lover Poet Knows a Few Martial Arts Tricks
In the corridor of the fifth sub-level of Helrom Prison, the black mist swirling behind the silver-haired beauty was like an impending thunderous tempest, and each note she uttered carried an intangible oppressive force.
Standing there, the eerie presence of an Eighth-tier being was enough to make any creature tremble.
The Seventh-tier prison officer lying on the ground was the best proof of her danger.
Her deep cerulean eyes were sharp and profound, and her posture exuded supreme authority and elegance, as if she could see right through everything.
However, the distant figure with black hair and emerald eyes maintained a calm demeanor. Her gaze was clear, as if the tumult and pressures of the world couldn't touch her.
"You... know that you can't beat me by conventional means, so you're trying to pretend to be someone else, aren't you?"
The phantom Great Lover Poet paused for a moment, as if she had found the answer, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
The fact that her opponent didn't experience an emotional outburst because of her, but instead, she felt anger because of her opponent's reaction, was clearly a tactic.
They were both the same type of demon, and defeating their enemies through physical force was less effective than manipulating their hearts and words.
"How brave, but sometimes, bravery is not enough to change fate."
The silver-haired beauty leaned forward slightly, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"... "
The black-haired, emerald-eyed figure remained silent.
After all, Lanfu had endured hardships following him over the years, and even if this was just a phantom of Lanfu, she couldn't bring herself to attack her ruthlessly.
"Hahaha, look at your pathetic attempt. Do you really think you have a chance? How naive!"
The phantom Great Lover Poet folded her arms, with no intention of taking action herself.
Even with her Eighth-tier power and magic level, she might not be able to defeat a Fifth-tier combatant.
But with her voice alone, even an Eighth-tier enemy would find it hard to resist.
Not to mention someone as low as a First-tier like herself.
"Then, how do you plan to win?"
Seeing that the phantom Great Lover Poet showed no signs of making a move, Lanchi asked helplessly.
"You know, when your happiness is amplified a thousandfold, you can no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure. I can make you experience this over and over again until you die. Even if you perish by my hand, you will sincerely thank me and fall in love with me."
The silver-haired beauty twirled a lock of her smooth hair around her finger as she spoke with utmost conviction.
"Don't you think that I can only amplify your emotions through sound, but not actively stir up the desires in your heart? This is the absolute difference between an Eighth-tier and a First-tier."
"Is that so? You're capable of such a feat?" Lanchi asked, both curious and astonished.
"..."
The phantom Great Lover Poet felt that her opponent was still looking down on her.
"Hmph, go ahead and pretend. You weak First-tier demon, no matter how calm you are now, the more pitiful your pleas for mercy will sound later. I'll make you beg for mercy in countless ways, and I'll break you thoroughly."
The silver-haired beauty's gaze turned icy, and she was growing tired of playing with her opponent.
She lifted her finger slightly, pointing at her opponent, as if an invisible force had already enveloped the area around them.
"Go ahead and lose yourself, foolish creature."
As her words fell, a dangerous aura surged.
With this magic, not only emotions but even the deepest desires would be stirred!
However...
One second passed.
Two seconds...
Five seconds...
In the corridor, nothing happened.
"...'
Lanchi continued to stare at the phantom Great Lover Poet as if she were an idiot.
This caused the phantom's face to freeze.
She glanced at her fingers, confirming that her spell was cast correctly, and then tried again on her opponent, to no avail.
"Why aren't you going insane? Don't you have any desires in your heart?"
The phantom Great Lover Poet shouted, perplexed as to why her attempt to arouse her opponent's desires was ineffective.
While she herself experienced emotional fluctuations due to her opponent's reactions, her opponent's nerves remained as unshakable as steel!
"Perhaps I do, but not many, and at the very least, you can't influence me," the black-haired, emerald-eyed girl replied as she took a deep breath, her gaze calm and patient as she explained.
"Then what kind of monster are you?"
The phantom Great Lover Poet began to sense that something was amiss. She was certain that if she were a First-tier being, she would have fallen for her enchantment.
It was as if some indescribable force was dominating her true body!
"I am human. No one can take away my humanity," Lanchi answered.
"Human? Your willpower must be that of a female martial arts monk or a cleric, allowing you to barely resist my allure?"
The phantom Great Lover Poet believed that even if a human could cooperate with her true body, they would need to possess extremely strong willpower.
Otherwise, just her true body alone would be enough to turn them into a puppet, control their heart, and completely enslave them.
"First of all, I'm a man. Secondly, I'm not a cleric. And are you calling this pathetic attempt at seduction an 'allure'? All I think about every time I see you making those coquettish gestures with that face of yours is how an old hag is pretending to be a virgin..."
Lanchi couldn't help but feel a bit amused, trying his best to hold back his laughter.
At least the Great Lover Poet didn't have the ability to make him laugh, but this eighth-tier phantom had managed to do so. Lanchi had to admit that she was somewhat impressive.
"...?"
The phantom Great Lover Poet stood frozen, not quite understanding what her opponent meant, but feeling extremely insulted.
What did she mean by "old hag"?
And why couldn't she, an eighth-tier demon, even enchant a male?
"You! I'll beat you to your knees with my fists today and make you my slave!"
The phantom Great Lover Poet shouted in frustration, her voice shrill.
The fact that her proudest and most powerful ability was completely ineffective, and that she now had to resort to physical combat, was a great humiliation for her!
"I'm going to break you!!'
The phantom Great Lover Poet couldn't suppress the hatred in her voice, and the tips of her black jade-like fingers gleamed with a cold light as they traced an arc through the air, aiming for the neck of the distant black-haired, emerald-eyed figure.
Her sinister voice was soft and chilly, echoing through the empty labyrinth. A chilling light shone in her eyes, signaling to the world her eagerness for the impending torture.
Just as the gray-haired, blue-eyed phantom Great Lover Poet moved with lightning speed, slicing through the night sky faster than the eye could see...
In that instant, an orange, semi-transparent magic card appeared in Lanchi's hand. The unstable card face trembled slightly, as if it existed in a space with a different frequency from the rest of the world.
"Lanfu, I'm very sad to see you like this."
No one knew what expression lay behind the mask, but from his eyes, it was clear that he was very reluctant to defeat the Great Lover Poet with his own hands.
(End of Chapter)
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