"Stop." A heavy spear fell from the sky and pierced into the ground. With the heavy spear as the center, a large number of cracks spread out in all directions on the flat street.
A heroic woman in an armor dress turned into a red flash of lightning and landed on the handle of the spear. She looked down at her opponent.
It was a young girl dressed like a magician from a circus.
She was wearing a black-and-white striped magic hat, pink hair, and a white face. There was a cross drawn under her eyes, a red checkered bow tie, and a feather shawl.
The most eye-catching thing was that there was a rose-patterned teapot floating in the air beside the girl's feet. The lid of the teapot floated up and down, occasionally opening a small opening. From that opening, one could vaguely see a pair of small eyes.
The girl didn't expect to be stopped. She looked surprised. "Carveline, the Girl in Divine Attire?"
When the surrounding people saw that Carveline had joined the team, they began to discuss among themselves.
In Firefly's Night Tale, Carveline was listed as one of the potential candidates who could reach the top of the Rising Star Competition. In the Rising Star Ranking published by Floating Mech City, Carveline was also one of the top ten. She was a real superstar.
"I don't think I've done anything to you." The girl took a step back as if she was afraid of Carveline. But in the next second, she rolled her eyes and changed the topic. "Or did I offend you before? Sorry, I have a bad memory. I often overlook the cries of weaklings. Are you one of them? "
The girl curled her lips. She seemed to be asking sincerely, but her tone was full of disdain and mockery.
When her voice fell, there was an uproar all around.
Who was this? Who dared to challenge Carveline? Did she think before she spoke? Or was she just ignorant? That didn't seem right. The fact that she could name Carveline meant that she definitely knew who Carveline was.
Or perhaps, he was really too bold?
Carveline didn't seem to be affected by the girl's words. She gave the girl a side glance. "You know what you've done. If you don't want to lose your limbs, give me back what you stole! "
The girl felt wronged. "I don't know what you're talking about. I never steal. People always give them to me."
A young voice suddenly yelled from a nearby roof, "I didn't give you the beast-cutter. You said you wanted to borrow it, and then you ran away! You broke your promise! "
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a little fatty furrowing his brows and denouncing them with a face full of anger.
Angor, who was at the end of the street, was also surprised when he saw the speaker.
He couldn't be more familiar with the fatty. It was Alan, the boy who left the Old Earth with him and entered the wizarding world.
Angor wasn't surprised that Alan came to Floating Mech City because of the Rising Star competition. But he didn't see Alan was with Carveline's group..
"When did I go back on my word? I said I'd borrow it, but I didn't say when I'd return it ~" Magician felt even more wronged after hearing Allen's accusation. She blinked her eyes and seemed to be tearing up. The delicate teapot beside her feet also flew to her face and rubbed against it as if it was trying to comfort her.
Alan's anger faded a little when he saw the girl crying. "How long do you want to borrow it?"
"Until …" A cunning look flashed in the girl's dark eyes. "Until you give it to me."
Alan was surprised. "My professor gave it to me. I can't give it to you!"
"Then I won't have to pay it back when you're dead, right?" The girl narrowed her eyes. A cold glint flashed in her eyes.
At the same time, a strange aura was released from her body.
In Alan's eyes, her figure seemed to have suddenly grown larger, like a giant, using her eyes, which were painted with crosses, to look at him ferociously.
Alan knew the girl was strong, but he didn't expect her to be this strong. His legs trembled, and he felt like he was drowning. He couldn't breathe.
However, the aura was quickly withdrawn.
No one else felt anything unusual. Only Allen and Carveline, who was close by, sensed something.
"I like the cries of the weak, but I won't kill anyone. So don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll wait for you to die naturally, and the beast-cutter knife will belong to me." The girl smiled.
"You … You're playing with me!"
"Yes." The girl enunciated each word clearly. "I. Am. Playing. You."
"Idiot." Carveline muttered under her breath when she saw Alan's face turn red. She then looked at the magician coldly. "You're not a gourmet wizard. The beast-cutter knife is useless to you. I'll give you one last chance. If you don't hand it over, don't blame me. "
"So what if I'm not a gourmet wizard?" The magician raised his head and looked at Carveline, who was standing on top of the heavy spear. "I like objects that are filled with emotions. Just like this … divine armor on you."
Carveline's expression changed instantly.
"Of course. I can't take the Shepherd God's coat right now. I'll 'borrow' it from you when I'm sure the Shepherd God is dead." The magician girl emphasized the word 'borrow' and winked at Carveline.
Because of her bold words, the surrounding people instantly retreated dozens of meters away.
Even Alan was stunned. He had been hanging out with Carveline and Sinehowze for the past few days. He knew Carveline's taboo. It was one thing for her to covet the divine armor, but now she suspected the Shepherd God was dead? She was going to piss off Carveline!
The enforcers who were watching from the sidelines were shocked by her boldness.
"Who is she? She's going to piss off the Shepherd God family! "A enforcer hiding on top of the clock tower looked at the girl in shock.
"I don't know, but I think she participated in the Rising Star Competition."
"But there's no information about her in Firefly's Night Tales or the Rising Star Ranking."
It was as if a person had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"She does have some background." At this moment, a deep voice came from above.
The law enforcers looked up and saw a man with a stocky build standing at the top of the clock tower. They didn't know when he had appeared.
"Mister Sabot!" The enforcers all lowered their heads to greet the newcomer.
"There's no need to be so formal." Sabot paused. "Didn't you want to know who she is? She's actually …"
Sabot's voice was low, but the enforcers all heard him. They were all stunned when they learned who she was. They didn't expect her to have such a powerful backer!
Luckily, they were just here to watch the show. If they had offended her, they would have been in big trouble.
However, they were enforcers. If they didn't stop her, they would have violated Mister Lawson's rules.
Thinking of this, they looked at Sabot. They were just ordinary apprentices. They couldn't stop her, nor could they beat her. Sabot, on the other hand, was a wizard.
Sabot laughed and said, "I'm not in charge of this area. I'm not in charge of what happens here."
He meant that he was just here to watch the show, just like the rest of them.
Sabot looked down with a smile. The people behind Magician were indeed powerful, but the family behind the girl in divine attire was no less powerful. In fact, they were even more mysterious. If they really fought, it would be a battle on the level of the finals of the New Star Competition. What was the point of getting involved?
Meanwhile, on the street, Carveline's face darkened after hearing Magician's bold words.
Carveline had only wanted to get back the knife for their chef, but now, she really wanted to kill Magician!
"You're asking for it!" Carveline jumped down from her spear.
Following her movement, the back of her armor underwent a miraculous change. When she landed, a pair of steel wings appeared on the back of her armor.
Carveline waved her hand, and the spear that was twice as tall as her fell into her hands.
Flapping her steel wings, Carveline charged towards the magician girl like a meteor that was hard to catch with the naked eye. Carveline's heavy spear spun like a spiral and charged towards the magician girl.
Magician wasn't afraid at all. He even chuckled like an aria. Carveline grew more and more furious.
When the heavy spear pierced her body, because of the spiral spearhead, it immediately rolled up a large amount of liquid.
At first, everyone thought that the liquid was Magician's flesh and blood, which had been swept away and splashed out.
But upon closer inspection, they realized that it was just ordinary water. Magician had created a water avatar, but his real body was already on the other side.
Magician grinned as he stroked the teapot floating beside him. Immediately, a violent waterspout shot out from the mouth of the teapot, heading straight for Carveline.
Carveline huffed and covered herself with her steel wings. The waterspout only made her take a step back. It couldn't break through her wing shield!
Carveline took the chance to fight back. But when she stabbed into Magician's body again, she heard a mocking voice. "You can't find me ~"
With that, Magician's body exploded once more, creating a huge splash.
Another water avatar!
Carveline blocked the water coming towards her. When she regained her vision, she realized that there were hundreds of female Magicians around her. They were either sitting by the windows of the shops on the street, leaning on the rooftops, swinging their legs, or leaning against the walls … Instantly, strange laughter filled the air.
"What a cheap trick." As soon as Carveline finished speaking, the steel wings on her back lifted her into the air. With the appearance of an afterimage, countless steel feathers fell like raindrops.
All the Magicians who were hit turned into water avatars.
When Carveline stopped the feathers, there was no place left intact. There were holes and cracks everywhere. All the water avatars had disappeared.
But there was no real body.
It was as if the real body had disappeared.
But the magician girl's mocking laughter was still echoing in his ears.
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