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The crisp sound of the conch bell rang through the entire exquisite and luxurious shop. A pair of hunter-like eyes that were roaming around the female customers a moment ago were now fixed on the woman who had just entered the shop.
"Such beautiful hair, I'm going to love it so much!" Euryale's eyes glittered.
She went up to the woman passionately and began to shower her with sweet words.
Euryale was quite good at dealing with women. She could make a woman go numb with her compliments, but unfortunately, she was not interested in women. Most of the time, she just wanted to grab every part of a woman's body!
"Thank you for your recommendation. I believe my fiancé is going to fall head over heels for these exquisite accessories. Oh, it's time for you to close. I'm sorry for taking so long, "the silver-haired woman said.
"Indeed, if it weren't for a customer like you, I would have asked you to leave. Why don't you treat me to dinner? I'll give you a discount on your purchases," Euryale offered.
"Sure, I was wondering who would be willing to have dinner with me."
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The Sacred City was not as transparent as one would think. Some of the shady places were hidden among the chaos. Without an experienced driver leading the way, one would not realize there were so many tempting deals going on inside.
After dinner, the two women were swaying as they walked. It seemed like they had drunk a lot of good wine.
"Honey, this way if you want to get a taxi," Euryale said with a smile.
"Oh, right, this is the way we came."
Mu Ningxue shook her head. She could feel some hallucinogenic substance in the wine. Otherwise, she would not feel so dizzy despite her poor tolerance.
The street lamps were scattered all over the place, but for some reason, the lights would change their positions from time to time. The street ahead looked like a heavily photoshopped picture, with obvious distortions.
"I'm fascinated by your scent, too. I really want to be like you," Euryale said passionately.
"Even a good skin will age and turn into dried petals after twenty years, buried in the ground without being appreciated, but the soul is different. It can remain ugly for hundreds of years." Mu Ningxue stared at Euryale, as if she could see her true face through the thick layer of white powder on her face!
Euryale stood there, the smile on her face gradually losing its warmth.
Since the other party had said those words, it meant that the other party already knew his identity.
"Little girl, you should think carefully about who you are going against today," Euryale said.
"Euryale," Mu Ningxue said her name.
"Not bad, you know my real name. Let me guess. You must have set up a trap nearby. You're not the only one on this street who wants to deal with me, "Euryale said.
Euryale looked around. Before Mu Ningxue could say anything, she said slowly, "But you can take a closer look. Is this really the street you're luring me into?"
Mu Ningxue was slightly startled. She began to check her surroundings.
The lights flickered again, and they became abnormally hazy.
The walls of the street were covered in colorful drawings. The drawings looked like the colors on a palette. It was a strange sight.
In the end, even the houses started to change. Most of the houses that were originally solitary houses with pointed roofs turned into a bunch of flat, short, and crude houses in the blink of an eye. Many of them were even made of tin, and these were where the homeless people of the Holy City lived.
"Are you sure your friends are here, or are they waiting for you at the meeting place?" Euryale laughed. Her laughter was extremely sharp.
Mu Ningxue remained in place. She did not seem to be panicking even though she was slightly drunk.
"Are you sure I didn't see through your trick?" Mu Ningxue asked in return.
It was impossible to set up an illusion with Apas around. Mu Ningxue knew she had walked into Euryale's illusion as soon as she stepped out of the restaurant.
"You should just surrender. Our Holy Court Mages have been watching you for a long time, Euryale!" On the side of the street, Maggie, who was wearing a golden robe and metal boots, walked out. Her dazzling golden hair made her look particularly noble.
Euryale stood there, her mask-like smile still on her face.
Mu Ningxue stood in front of Euryale at the intersection of the alleyways. The Holy Court Mage, Maggie, slowly approached Euryale from behind.
Two more people showed up on Maggie's left and right. One of them was the vampire Bola, whose face was obscured by the darkness. The other was Mofan, who was wearing a black singlet despite the cold weather. His masculine aura was on full display!
Euryale was surrounded by people on all sides of the crossroad.
"It's strange, why do you think I'm alone in the Sacred City?" Euryale asked.
"No one in the Sacred City is willing to lend you a helping hand because of your evil heart," Bola said.
"Is that so, Bola? Do you really think your friend is reliable?" Euryale mentioned Bola's name.
As long as one was of a certain age, they would know that there was a sanctimonious vampire who had been acting as a watchdog for the Holy Faction from beginning to end. This caused the other races to scoff at him, thinking that he was a lackey for the Holy Faction!
"I've always been sincere to my friends," Bola said.
"Oh, it's my first time seeing a high-level Blood Tribe like you. Which generation are you from?" Euryale asked Bola. Her powdered face had an exaggerated naivety and liveliness.
Bola was startled. He immediately looked at Maggie, who was standing at the end of the street.
Wasn't that what Maggie had asked him yesterday?
Why was she asking the same question? Even her tone was the same!
Mu Ningxue also sensed that something was not right. She decided to strike first and gain the upper hand. She cast the Nine Chains of the Heavenly Execution. Nine enormous silver ice chains loomed over the alley, sealing it off like a giant ice spider web!
Euryale remained standing in the same spot. Mu Ningxue attacked her again, but she discovered that Euryale's aura was as weak as an ordinary woman's. She had no choice but to divert the ice slash and hit Euryale's arm instead.
Euryale's right hand was cut open. Her blood did not flow out due to the extreme cold. The clean cut was eye-catching!
She could not defend herself!
The blood in Euryale's wound was human red, but Apas had said that Euryale's blood must be green!
She wasn't Euryale!
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