But what really shook Irin's heart was not Circia's naked body.
If it was just an ordinary naked body, it would not be a big deal to look at it.
The important thing was the "body" itself.
The naked Circia exposed her most "real" side to Irin.
Her entire body was filled with magic engravings.
All kinds of magic engravings were densely packed and stacked on top of each other. Irin could only see part of it clearly.
There was a bullet hole in Circia's abdomen. There were clear cracks around the bullet hole.
Those were the marks left behind by Griffin's "Disintegration Bomb".
But a normal human body should not have cracks.
"What are you?"
Irin asked.
Yi Lin's question was "what", not "who".
Because he could see that Circia's existence itself was not human.
It was more like a "product".
Her body was like a product that had been "created".
This could be explained.
Logically speaking, a human's body could not contain too many kinds of "magic engravings".
The problem was not the "magic engravings" themselves, but the "magic circuit".
For orthodox magicians, the "magic circuit" was equivalent to an "organ" that was forcefully added to the human body. If there were too many messy organs, there would naturally be problems. In the most serious case, it was very likely that it would cause magic to go berserk and explode on the spot.
But what if Circia was not human?
Then everything could be explained!
Someone, for a certain purpose, created Circia von Erzberen. There were all kinds of magic circuits in her body, and there were all kinds of magic engravings on the surface of her body.
"My existence is the" mystery "itself." Circia generously displayed her body in front of Irin and said with a smile. Some of the magic engravings on her back suddenly lit up. After saying that, Circia fell backward.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Irin's eyes focused, and his expression changed slightly. At that moment, two bullets were fired at the same time. The moment he fired, Irin activated his psychokinesis at the same time and attacked Circia from both sides.
"Ka ka."
In an instant, Circia's neck and limbs were twisted into strange angles by Irin's invisible psychokinesis. However, Circia, who was falling backward, still managed to turn her body around. The bullets that were originally aimed at Circia's vital points hit her shoulder and her abdomen.
The place where the spear struck instantly exploded. However, the power of the explosion was much weaker than what Irin had expected. Obviously, there was something in Circia's body that absorbed part of the impact of the bullets, causing Irin's two bullets to lose their power.
"Goodbye."
When Cercia was shot, she finally collapsed. The moment she fell, a crack appeared on her back, and she disappeared into Irin's subspace.
Irin stepped forward and looked at the spot where Circia had disappeared in surprise. There was only a strand of long white hair left.
"Her 'Displacement Magic' actually ignored the barrier of the subspace! This is already beyond the scope of magic! "
As Irin spoke, he waved his hand and walked out of the evil dimension. He reappeared in the refugee's house with a hole in the roof.
As expected, Circia, who was supposed to be in the refugee's house, had already disappeared.
In front of Irin, the same trick was repeated in front of him … Another strand of white hair.
This actually made Irin feel a little angry and a little depressed. With his current strength and mental strength, he should not have been defeated by the same trick. But there was no other way. His opponent's magic skills were beyond Irin's understanding. There was a reason why Circia was able to use the same "Displacement Magic" to succeed so many times.
Her 'Displacement Magic' was almost at the level of the famous wandering artist 'Darius Enzworth'. It had reached the realm of 'Pseudo Magic'.
Because Yi Lin didn't give any "hints" to the refugees in the house, when Yi Lin reappeared, the dozen or so refugees in ragged clothes were huddled together. They all looked at Yi Lin, who was dressed in bright clothes, with an incomparably terrified gaze.
It was as if they were looking at someone from another world.
Irin lowered his head and quickly left some food on the ground. He then turned into a shadow and left the place.
A few seconds later, Irin returned to his original form from the shadow. He stepped on the air and flew into the sky.
From the time Circia left the subspace to the time Irin came out, it was less than ten seconds.
In the barren town, Circia exposed herself in front of Red Hair and caused chaos everywhere.
Red Hair was like a roaring bull as he moved quickly on the roofs.
Wherever he passed, buildings would collapse. Each step he took would create a new house. He was incomparably domineering.
"Whoosh —"
In the town of Wuke, there was a dilapidated church.
While Red Hair was chasing after Circia who kept changing her position, from the direction of the church, a shadow moved at high speed and made a loud noise in the air. It left a lightning-shaped shadow in the air. In the blink of an eye, it crossed a few hundred meters and headed straight for Red Hair.
"Hoot —"
However, just as the rapidly moving figure was about to collide with the red-haired man, a mist suddenly appeared between the red-haired man and the lightning bolt. The figure that was originally moving in a straight line at high speed, when it entered the fog, it strangely bent a huge arc and crashed into the ruins at the side.
Governor Bohr walked out from the fog. She smoked and said coldly to Red Hair, "I will block him. You go and catch that woman."
Red Hair was a typical close combat type. He had high strength and dexterity. Although Circia kept changing her position, Red Hair always had a way to lock onto Circia's position. Every point in the city collapsed quickly. Everywhere Red Hair went, there were countless casualties.
This was just pure physical strength. A master-level apostle turned into a human armored car and rampaged through the city.
Irin used a very short time to observe the situation in Wuke Town.
…
At the same time.
In Wuke Town, there was a lake.
The lake was not big. It was only big enough to row a boat and play in it. It was not deep either. It was only big enough to drown a person. No one had ever seen a corpse floating to the surface.
Once, this lake was also a tourist attraction in Wuke Town.
Although not many people remembered the name of this lake.
The only thing worth praising was that a related geographer had done a survey and said that this lake was the lowest point in the whole basin. It was said that they had even provided some data.
While the few extraordinary-level apostles were slaughtering their way through Wuke Town, Chen Xiaobei was still in a daze.
In the middle of the lake, layers of ink-like black started to appear.
At first, the black color was just a little bit. In the middle of the lake, it spread with the waves and was not noticeable.
But soon, the color of the lake became darker and darker.
Gradually, bubbles began to appear in the center of the lake.
The area of the bubbles became bigger and bigger. Soon, it covered the entire surface of the lake. White dots started to appear on the surface of the lake. If someone walked closer to take a look, they would be surprised to find that these "white dots" were actually fish stomachs that were turned up.
The boiling lake water was filled with fish corpses. The lake was dyed black. It looked like he was cooking a pot of "fish soup with ink".
The nameless lake was dyed black and boiled. Then, a small whirlpool appeared.
…
While Irin was thinking.
He felt his heart palpitating.
A strong sense of danger came from behind him.
Irin did not hesitate. He moved like a snake and dodged in the air.
An invisible wave passed through the position where Irin was floating just now.
There was clearly nothing, but Yi Lin could still clearly feel that something had whizzed past under his feet.
"Ka!"
Just after Irin dodged.
Ten meters away, a small three-story building suddenly changed strangely.
It was as if an invisible hand had forcefully bent the building. With a crack, the perfectly fine building was bent into a standard "right angle" in the middle.
According to the normal laws of physics, when a building was bent by an external force, it would either collapse or split open at the very least. But that building had been forcefully turned into a "right angle" shape. It was extremely strange.
"This is not scientific!"
Actually, it was magic.
"Domination magic?"
The "shape" of the building had changed.
To be able to do this, it should belong to the category of "domination magic".
But to be able to change the shape of a building of such quality in such an exaggerated way, this was definitely not something an ordinary magician could do.
Irin never thought that he would still be in the mood to complain in such a situation. His gaze focused and he turned to look in the direction of the attack.
Soon, Irin found it.
In that direction was the church.
At the top of the church, on the cross, a black figure stood quietly.
Irin silently raised his binoculars and looked at the church.
It was a priest.
A bespectacled priest.
He wore a glowing gemstone ring on his finger. His two index fingers and thumb formed a "square" gesture in front of his glasses. It seemed that this gesture was used to lock onto Irin and achieve the effect of "aiming".
But what surprised Irin the most was not the other party's gesture or clothing, but the pair of eyes.
Behind the old-fashioned round-rimmed glasses was a pair of shining golden eyes. The pair of golden eyes flashed like two golden LED light bulbs. It was extremely dazzling.
"It's the magic eye … the real magic eye!"
The magic eye was the ultimate amplification device of a magician.
Natural magic eyes were extremely rare. To explain it with modern scientific theory, it was basically equivalent to "genetic mutation". It was impossible for a normal person to grow a pair of LED light bulbs.
People who had magic eyes were almost born magicians. In the circle of magicians, all kinds of families would take the initiative to give them wives and adopt them as children. They would be provided with food, accommodation, and a roof over their heads. In other words, in the eyes of magicians, they were the kind that was more desirable than their wives.
In the eyes of the Demon Eye, there were naturally different levels.
Normally, the low-level magic eyes were only red or green. But this kind of magic eye, in the recent 20 years, belonged to the era of "mysterious decline", so it was very precious.
Further up, it was gold.
Further up, it was said that there was a rainbow color that normal humans could not have.
In the ancient books of magicians, the rainbow colored magic eye was "the favor of God", "the eye that was exchanged with one's life", "the eye that was exchanged with one's life", etc.
The golden magic eye, in the professional terms of apostles, should be … this was an epic-level eye. And he had two!
"What kind of monsters are they?"
Irin had a huge headache. Although he could still deal with them, the endless tricks of magicians made Irin feel that it was easier to deal with two … no, three red haired magicians. To Irin, it was easier.
He liked to kill close-combat types. It was easy and enjoyable.
That pair of eyes, he really wanted to dig them out and bring them back for research.
As a black professional magician of the Clock Tower, Irin had a strange thought in his mind.
But the sentence that Circia purposely left behind flashed in his mind again.
Why did she say it was purposely left?
Because with Circia's tricks, she could have just run away.
But she just chatted with Irin for a while.
— — "You're really not a qualified magician."
There should be a deeper meaning behind these words.
It should not be just a taunt.
Wuke Town, under the control of the hidden mastermind, became a transcendent arena.
Irin did not give his opponent a chance to fire another shot. His brain was working quickly to think of a countermeasure. After a short moment of thinking, Irin raised his hand and clenched his fist in the direction of a kilometer away.
The upgraded [Grip of Annihilation]'s range was so large that even Irin himself felt that it was ferocious. The ordinary version of [Grip of Annihilation], Irin did not need to practice. It was purely the effect of the skill. He just needed to release it. In Irin's eyes, the flowing light lines quickly outlined and directly wrapped the whole church.
"Boom!"
Another building that seemed to have a long history …
It collapsed in the flames of the explosion.
…
The few extraordinary-level apostles had stirred up a storm in the city.
Low buildings collapsed one after another. The red-haired man turned into the leader of the demolition team and pushed his way through.
His only shortcoming seemed to be that he did not have the ability to move in the air. But it did not matter. It was similar to walking on dry roads, just that his movements were a little bigger.
Circia had set up many "replacement points" in the city in advance. The main point of the replacement magic was the "exchange". She could not create something out of nothing and could not teleport freely like Irin's teleportation spell. However, the magic in her body was terrifyingly powerful. A simple replacement magic was used by her as a "pseudo-magic" technique. The red-haired man could see it but could not touch it.
In the air, the high-speed moving figure was getting faster and faster. As he moved, there was a "sonic boom" behind him. Wherever it passed, glass shattered and houses collapsed one after another amidst the sonic boom, causing dust to rise high into the air.
"His speed has reached the speed of sound!"
Irin took a deep breath. In this "superhuman arena", he did not dare to be careless. After he used [Annihilation Grip] to blow up the church, the young priest with smoke coming out of his body appeared not far away from the center of the explosion. Looking at his footsteps, he seemed to have suffered quite a bit of damage in the explosion just now.
The priest inexplicably stared at Irin. Even if he was injured, he endured the pain and used his magic again to aim at Irin in the air.
"Multiple Projection Spell!"
Before he understood the magic of his opponent, for safety reasons, Irin did not dare to approach him rashly. He fired a shot into the air, and the resplendent light spots exploded in the sky, turning into a rain of light that fell everywhere, turning into Yi Lin's projection.
On the surface, these projections looked extremely lifelike and lifelike. The priest who was aiming at Irin was slightly stunned. He was disrupted by Irin's super high "magic" skill. His next magic that could "change shape" didn't shoot out as he expected.
Across the ruins, Yi Lin glanced at the priest. His heart skipped a beat. He did not stay here any longer. Instead, he turned around and chased after Redhead and Circia. He would think about it after he caught up with Circia.
Compared to the messy situation and the box, Irin was more concerned about Circia's goal.
Circia changed positions all the way and finally arrived at the lake in Wuke Town.
Irin arrived first even though he left later. After all, he was flying. He could not be compared to the short-legged red-haired man. While the red-haired man was still yelling about the demolition in the town, Irin had already arrived above the lake and confronted the naked Circia.
Circia looked up and smiled, "You're here."
"This is your goal?"
Irin furrowed his eyebrows. The water in the lake had long been burned to a pure black color. Only an idiot would not be able to tell that there was something wrong with this strange color. The fish in the lake were already dead. Their bellies were all bulging. The sparkling waves floated in the black water. It was a spectacular sight.
And in the middle of the lake, a small whirlpool quietly appeared.
"To a magician," Circia said with a smile, "Lakes, mirrors, flat surfaces, these special scenes always have an unusual meaning. Just like a magic show on a stage, they always rely on these extremely ordinary props to complete the amazing 'impossible'. Am I right? "
'Lakes …
'Mirrors …'
Irin could not help but think of the lake in Kanzaki City and the mirror in Styx Junior High School.
Suddenly …
Just as Irin hesitated in the air for a moment, Circia left behind an inexplicable sentence and jumped into the lake.
"This is bad!"
Irin's expression changed drastically. In the air, he quickly opened the communication panel and clicked on Gu Tianqing's name. He shouted into the communication panel, "You guys, don't step into this city!"
Gu Tianqing actually replied instantly, "It's too late. That arrogant Knight King has already charged in with her sword. "
"She's very normal. I'm mainly talking about you!"
"Me? Hehe. Take a guess. "Gu Tianqing laughed.
An ominous premonition surged in Irin's heart. "You actually came in?"
"Do you still remember what I said?"
This voice actually came from the lakeside.
Gu Tianqing came to the lakeside at some point in time and sat down. She smiled at Irin in the sky, waved her hand, and greeted him.
Irin looked at Gu Tianqing in surprise.
He originally thought that Gu Tianqing would be more cooperative this time and listen to him and stay outside the town.
In the dark lake, after Circia jumped into the lake to commit suicide, the small whirlpool suddenly surged and the turbulence became rapid. In the blink of an eye, it evolved into a huge whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool was a deep cave, so deep that the bottom could not be seen. The whole lake's black water and the white fish corpses were swallowed up by the cave at a terrifying speed.
"It's fate that led us here."
Gu Tianqing had said the same words once in Haiting City, but this time it gave Irin a different feeling.
"Hualala —"
At this moment …
Seven dark chains shot out from the center of the whirlpool.
One of the chains pierced through Irin's chest at lightning speed.
The same chain also pierced through Gu Tianqing's chest.
Gu Tianqing's chest was instantly dyed red with blood, but her smile did not fade. She raised a finger to Irin and asked:
"Now, do you still believe in fate?"
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