My daughter is amazing

Chapter 154 152. Hold On!

Somewhat unexpectedly, this metal saint who seems to be wearing armor forever on weekdays is actually just a piece of armor, and the inside is empty...

It's no wonder that he still maintains his combat power after being stabbed in the opposite direction, and even swears at others.

It's a pity that this won't be of much help to the battle situation. At most, it will only consume some of Usak's strength, preventing him from attacking the Honor Witness.

If the current battle situation is not reversed, the defeat of the empire will only be a matter of time, and this time will not be too long.

Their hopes were pinned on Orianna, who had successfully escaped. She was flapping the flame wings behind her and flying towards the highest level of the Tower of Truth.

The Tower of Truth has a total of 72 floors, but most people can only go up to the 70th floor at most, and the two highest floors are the residences of the demigods who are in deep sleep.

Saints like Orianna have specially learned and practiced how to wake up those demigods who are in deep sleep in an emergency state. She had already gone through the process in her mind when she was running away, striving to be the fastest Speed ​​wakes them up.

As long as one can be successfully awakened, the current bad situation can be stabilized, and then the counterattack can begin.

But when she smashed through the wall recklessly and reached the 71st floor, she suddenly froze.

On the ceiling of this floor, corpses hang upside down one after another, uniformly fixed in an inverted cross posture, arranged in some kind of weird array.

Some of them are great scholars from the Scholars Association, there are also ordinary transcendents, and there are also demigods who have been given high hopes.

This place has become a tomb...

And under the corpses, there is still a demigod clone wearing a black robe with mosquito coils floating, it is the ninth apostle who has been waiting here for a long time.

"It seems that there will be one more item in my collection."

The Ninth Apostle spoke with the standard hoarse interference voice of their organization, and then let out bursts of piercing grinning.

With excellent knowledge, Orianna judged that the opponent should be an extremely rare demigod of death.

Only those who follow this route will commit such evil deeds of desecrating the dead and using corpses for rituals.

This system should have been completely extinct. Because it is too evil, it has been wanted by various forces for a hundred years. Every demigod who takes this path is on the wanted list Highest reward.

Orianna's heart trembled slightly, and she almost couldn't hold the weapon in her hand.

The price attached to the weapon she wields will make her reveal her character flaws and make her weak.

Originally, he was full of hope, thinking that he could make a comeback, but now he is facing such a desperate and frightening situation. The violent fluctuations in his mentality make this price seem to be showing signs of an early onset.

No... I can't admit defeat yet... I haven't lost yet...

I still have hope...

I still have my husband, my lover...

Mr. Roll...

Orianna forced herself to cheer up, trying her best to control her trembling heart.

Then, she hummed the slightly vulgar and straightforward ballad love song in a low voice:

"My love, where are you? May the wind carry my thoughts into your heart..."

The ninth apostle on the opposite side was not in a hurry, as if he was enjoying the last struggle of his prey, and also seemed to be examining the mad woman who suddenly sang.

"You...something is wrong..."

"Who is protecting you? Are you not afraid of being an enemy of our apostles?"

The ninth apostle murmured in a low voice, but still did not make a move, appearing very hesitant.

This gave Orianna time and opportunity to wait for a response.

The hopeful voice sounded in her head:

"Hello? Physical education teacher? How's the situation over there?"

"I have found Xiao Keli here, everything is going well, I just wait for your side to get it done, and then wake up. Can you make those imperial superhumans move faster?"

"Hello? Why don't you talk? Hey, hello? No signal? This is..."

His voice is still so magnetic, full of positivity and optimism.

Orianna hesitated for a moment, then said in a weeping voice with that young girl's coquettish voice:

"Mr. Luo Er, I was bullied..."

"In the future, I'm afraid I'll never see you again..."

After Luo Er heard it, his voice became anxious:

"Hello? What's going on? Didn't I remind you to pay attention to safety? Don't act recklessly! You're just a physical education teacher..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will find a way to save you right away!"

"But how can I wake up?"

Ah, he is still full of care and care for me, and he still wants to protect me.

It's great to meet you...

Orianna sighed silently in her heart.

She originally planned to take advantage of the current opportunity and atmosphere to express her heart and convey it to the past.

Ke Luoer was the first to say:

"Ah, I seem to know, use the avatar, right? Let me try..."

"Hold on! Be sure to hold on! If it doesn't work, remember to hold your head and squat down."

Luo Er gave a final warning, and then the contact between the two was cut off.

Although she couldn't speak her mind, Orianna still drew strength from Rohr.

Even in the face of this evil demigod of the death department, the hand holding the sword no longer trembles, and the heart no longer fears, but is filled with courage again.

My husband will be there in time!

As if in self-hypnosis, she raised the two-handed epee in her hand, rekindled the flames on her body, and then rushed forward.

"Humph……"

The Ninth Apostle snorted coldly, and raised one sleeve of the black robe slightly.

A corpse that had been hung upside down on the roof moved by itself, shooting three dark green rays of light from its eyes and mouth, trying to stop Orianna.

But Orianna didn't dodge, and went head-on, slashing out with a sword.

This is obviously not a reasonable way to deal with it. The best way to deal with this kind of extremely fast light attack is to use secret techniques to defend.

If it was Orianna in a normal state, she would definitely choose this way.

But when she firmly believed that Luo Er would come back to save her, and was filled with courage and determination, her thinking and consciousness entered an indescribably subtle state.

She felt that at this time, it would be better to deal with it with a sword.

Just like practicing the basic sword skills taught by Luo Er before.

Then, she swung the sword according to her feeling.

And those three rays of light were actually cut off by her sword.

The black robe of the Ninth Apostle couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Cutting light with a sword is a bit inconceivable to him.

This is obviously not in line with common sense.

But he didn't have time to think too much, his figure immediately turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared in place.

And the many corpses hanging on the roof also moved at the same time, displaying their various abilities in life and attacking Orianna.

Orianna was forced to stop her advancing momentum, stood still, and waved the two-handed sword in her hand into the shape of a windmill, cutting off the incoming attacks one by one.

"how can that be?"

The ninth apostle, who was hiding somewhere, let out a sigh of doubt.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

No!It can't be swordsmanship, that sword should be some kind of holy object, which is the power attached to the holy object.

Want to fight me with a holy object?

Hehe, innocent little girl, let me play with you a little bit, I hope you don't make me feel too boring.

The ninth apostle pondered in his heart, and continued to control those corpses to launch more attacks.

In fact, he has better and more effective methods. The demigod of the death department, in addition to manipulating corpses, also has many dangerous, weird and deadly methods, such as various sinister and powerful spells.

And the corpses of those demigods can also use their demigod abilities in life to give Orianna a fatal blow in all directions.

But he didn't intend to use it, he was still hesitating in his heart.

There was something about this woman that made him feel a little afraid.

And this feeling is still getting stronger...

So he planned to catch the live ones and study them carefully.

And when Orianna was fighting fiercely with the Ninth Apostle, Luo Er did not continue to ride the tricycle, but asked his daughter:

"How do you use the avatar you are talking about? Your father and I are not extraordinary."

When he contacted Orianna before, he was also a little anxious, so he told his daughter and Rianna about the situation, and wanted them to get off the car first, and go there by himself on a tricycle, so that they could go faster, maybe in time.

He has a good impression of Orianna, and he has a slight liking for her. After all, she is a high-end beautiful girl with a tall figure, a good complexion, and a good complexion. If you can save it, try to give her a hand.

But Keli said that relying on a tricycle, I am afraid it will be too late.

It's definitely too late to rely on the little donkey, she can't ride at all now.

And this is a dream, the teacher encounters danger in reality, and it is useless for the tricycle to take off.

"So...Dad, have you ever heard of a clone with spiritual power?"

"I've seen in history books that those strong men can make their avatars span long, long distances, travel through various spaces, and instantly appear where they are needed."

Rolle nodded and replied:

"I've heard of avatars, um... I've seen them in those fantasies serialized in newspapers..."

"But even in those novels, it's not that exaggerated. It's okay to appear anytime and anywhere..."

"Dad, reality is more exaggerated than fiction..."

Kelly said dumbfounded.

She had really seen such a description in a historical book that recorded the demeanor of the strong, so she believed it seriously.

Anyway, the things recorded in those historical books are exaggerated one by one, and this is nothing in comparison.

"But I'm not an extraordinary person, how can I have a clone?"

Luo Er spread his hands, indicating that it would be more practical to ride a tricycle.

Keli had no choice but to persuade:

"But this is a dream, it must be different from reality, right? Dad, why don't you try?"

"No matter what, let's try first, I am really afraid that Teacher Orianna will encounter some danger."

Although Keli didn't want Orianna to become her mother, she still recognized her as a teacher.

Especially during the period of writing the dissertation, Keli was very touched by her caring and caring for herself.

So she was really worried for Orianna.

On the other hand, Rang Na felt a little strange about Luo Er's behavior.

The teacher is the legendary gray king, how could he not be cloned?

Is he just being humble?

Or is it that he is affected by the dream and cannot display his true strength?

Or that even the avatar of the teacher cannot cross dreams and reality?

She racked her brains to help Luo Er think of various reasons, then remembered something, and reminded him:

"Teacher, do you still remember the holy object I gave you last time?"

Luo Er was slightly taken aback, and suddenly remembered that Jeanna had given him a pair of wristbands, saying that it would allow ordinary people to have a weakened version of spiritual clones.

But it wasn't easy to use. The avatar he summoned was a silly badminton that couldn't even move.

And the subsequent price will be even more deceitful, which will make him unable to control himself in various ways, reveal his inner thoughts, and easily die socially.

What's more, this badminton avatar can't even move, how could it be possible to cross dreams and reality?

But anyway, it should be tried.

Even if I die socially, it is better than the real death of my daughter's teacher.

He is not the kind of person who values ​​face more than life.

So he left his daughter student and the little donkey behind, and even the little milk cat was taken out and handed to his daughter, asking them to wait for him in place.

Then he ran into a nearby private house by himself and locked the door.

The wristband was swallowed by his left hand before, and after adjustments by the weird villagers, its function was integrated into the left hand. It only needs to rotate the second pad of the ring finger counterclockwise three times to activate it.

"This is a dream, maybe it really has the effect of dreams coming true as my daughter said..."

Luo Er whispered to himself, reached out and twirled the ring finger of his left hand.

At the same time, a strong thought welled up in his mind.

Hope this works.

The knuckles rotate into place.

But the badminton clone did not appear.

Roll: "???"

"Is this critical moment suddenly broken?"

He hurriedly hummed that vulgar love song again, trying to contact Orianna, honestly admitting that he might not be able to catch up temporarily, and asked her to find a way to hold on for a while.

However, Orianna did not respond.

Oops!Could it be...

A bad premonition suddenly surged in Luo Er's heart.

Then he directly opened the door, ran out quickly, and rode the tricycle again.

If the wristband is broken, the only way for him now is to rush to the last remaining tower of truth as soon as possible, deal with the manager there, and then release the dream and wake up.

Although it may not be too late, but try it anyway.

Otherwise, it will become my lifelong regret just like not being able to save those villagers back then...

hold onto!Don't die!

Luo Er pedaled the tricycle hard, shouting in his heart.

At this time, Orianna had temporarily lost consciousness.

But her body followed the biological instinct and maintained a kneeling posture.

What she was facing was a stick figure floating in the air, which looked a little funny.

It looks like a badminton.

(End of this chapter)