"What the hell is going on!"
Kensi slammed his fist on the oak desk. Beside it was a bookshelf of magic books. He had transferred these things from the clock tower. They were originally very precious magic books, but now they were thrown on the ground like trash.
"Master!"
Dilumudo lowered his head. His master was Kensi, but Kensi's current state gave off a very bad feeling.
"Even if you want to get angry, you can't get angry at us.”
At the critical moment, his fiancée, Sula, stood up. Her expression was not too good. She knew a little about the battle situation, but those demonic spirits were actually killed by some strange things. She was still confused until now.
"That assassin! Didn't he die a long time ago?" " What?" Kensi's face was terrifyingly dark." And you're colluding with that good-for-nothing, Tokiomi? Who are you trying to fool?"
" This…" Dilumudo couldn't explain it clearly. Moreover, he wasn't such a candidate in the first place. He was just a knight in a knight's order.
"Alright, trash, you're all trash!”
Kensi was extremely irritable. He suddenly looked up. It was the sound of magic traps being activated. Someone had already triggered these magic devices. His vision suddenly changed. It was the information given to him by the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid sensor. It was not just the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, but also many sensor magic. He was the director of the Clock Tower and a genius in the field of magic research. He laughed wildly when he thought that there were already magicians who had their eyes on him.
Both Dilumudo and his fiancée Sula were surprised to see Kensi's maniacal laughter, but they felt relieved after hearing what Kensi said.
"You're here, Magician Killer! Wei Gong cut the heir!"
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"I still don't have enough demonic power, and it's not condensed enough. Compared to Big Sister, my realm is simply a joke.”
After getting up in the morning, Eight Cloud Traces began his daily exercise. Even in Fantasy Village, he often used the power of his realm to train. In front of him was a basin of water. He stretched out his hand and gently swept across the water surface. A small drop of water appeared on his finger.
"The realm of fast and slow!"
He slowly waved his finger, and the drop of water actually flew out slowly. Eight Cloud Traces picked up a pocket watch and started counting. Then, he saw that it took a total of 10 seconds for the drop of water to drop from his hand and hit the wall.
"And then the second drop."
"The realm of fast and slow!"
This time, two drops of water flew out from his hand. The transparent water droplets moved even slower this time. Seeing this scene, he smiled and took out a fan. He waved the opposite power of the realm at the two small water droplets. In an instant, the two small water droplets were like bullets shot from the muzzle of a sniper rifle. In an instant, they shot towards the mottled wall of the Jiantong residence.
It was a subtle sound that was difficult to distinguish even if one listened carefully.
Eight Clouds walked over and found that the magic barrier on the wall had also been penetrated by the two drops of water. This wall was divided into an outer and inner wall. The inner wall was filled with mercury and a lot of steel. The two drops of water that he shot out actually penetrated the magic barrier and the wall made of five centimeters thick steel after accelerating.
"Not bad."
He liked this kind of cultivation very much. Even two drops of water had great effects in his hands. It could really be considered as plucking leaves and flying flowers. If he had the ability of his sister, Eight Cloud Purple, he could even accelerate himself to an extremely fast state, or even slow down his opponent to the point where he could harvest them anywhere.
In other words, the power of the realm was very unsolvable, so realm demons were very rare, unlike some monsters and demons in Fantasy Village, which were everywhere. They were powerful because they were rare, and also rare because they were powerful.
"I wonder where Big Sister is?”
In a certain pitch-black world, Eight Clouds Purple suddenly turned around as if it had sensed something. Then, when it realized that nothing was wrong, it turned around and confronted the skeleton in front of it.
In front of her was an endless demon city. She did not know what was hidden in this world. At that time, there was definitely a demon that she was very familiar with-Eight Cloud Blue. However, up until now, she had been unable to find any traces of the other party because of the demonic aura that pervaded this space.
"Is it a trace?"
Immediately, she blended into the darkness and continued her night adventure in the Demon Capital.
"Hu hu hu"
In front of Eight Cloud Trace, there were a dozen water droplets dancing. One side was moving faster, while the other side was almost at a standstill. This was also the second part of his cultivation. Eight Cloud Purple also said that there were many realms of realm demons, but he couldn't bite off more than he could chew. He still had to constantly cultivate the realm he had chosen that was the easiest to learn, such as the 'fast and slow realm' he was using now.
However, this kind of training consumed a lot of mental power. The power of the realm not only consumed demonic power, but also computational ability. Therefore, in addition to training demonic power, he also needed to train his control and learn advanced mathematics.
Fortunately, he had the Eight Cloud Blue, which was equivalent to a computer, at home. Eight Cloud Trace was also good at mathematics.
The lifespan of a realm demon was very long, and Eight Cloud Purple would not force him to study hard. As long as time was up, Eight Cloud Trace would definitely become a great demon of his generation.
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