Arad's crooked savior

"Wanzi is in the underground laboratory. You two haven't seen each other for a long time. Please be humble to each other."

Curator Monica, who had always been elegant and calm, felt a little headache and uneasy at this moment.

When these two weird guys meet together, it is estimated that the library will never have a peaceful life in the future.

"The Infernal One" Iqi was "picked up" by Monica, or it should be better described as a fateful encounter!

At that time, in order to construct the basic theory of the "Demon Path" lineage, she traveled exhaustedly through the eight major areas of the Demon World, looking for traces of ancient Terra.

Finally, she got some information from an ancient book, so she traveled to Brooklyn, one of the most prosperous areas in the Demon World.

In an abandoned building complex on the outskirts of Brooklyn, she accidentally met Iggy, who was dirty, thin and had only bright eyes.

Although Iqi later repeatedly said that this was fate, the actual situation was that Iqi was not interested in elemental magic and she skipped school from the magic school~

From an elementalist, he jumped to the faction of magician.

At that time, Iqi used the mechanical garbage he picked up to make several machines that looked shabby but could barely move, and stood in front of Monica.

"Don't come here! Come here again and I'll make you look good!"

When Iqi is scared, he will raise his voice to cover up his fear. This little habit has not changed until now.

To this day, every time Monica recalls her chance encounter with Iqi, she can't help but smile tenderly and at the same time be full of gratitude.

In the vast demon world, there are various power systems, but demonology has always been regarded as a backward and old-fashioned product.

Monica was born in the ancient library. As soon as she opened her eyes, there were books in her field of vision.

She regards magic as everything in her life and works hard to build a system for it, but sometimes she cannot help but feel a sense of loneliness that "I am the only one".

This road is lonely.

It was Iqi who skipped classes and used several clumsy machines that he pieced together based on books to ignite Monica's passion to continue working hard for it.

It turns out that there are people in this world who are full of yearning and enthusiasm for ancient magic like me.

Later, Monica took away the dirty Iqi from the ruins, and the result was indeed as she expected. Iqi has a strong talent in the mechanical manufacturing of magic!

Her masterpiece "Skill Fusion" provided the initial template foundation for the birth of many powerful magic machines.

For Monica, Iqi is the child she picked up, her first apprentice, and her closest friend, even a sister who is closer than blood relatives.

Iqi pulled her sleeve with his little hand and said coquettishly: "Sister Monica, I have something I want to discuss with you~"

"No, it's too dangerous!"

Without even thinking about it, Monica knew what this girl had planned, which was to join the Apostle League.

Ever since he was defeated by Niwu in the first Demon Realm League, Iqi has always been full of unwillingness, shouting that it was a small flaw in my "MK-1", and my "MK-2" will definitely be able to win.

To take revenge on Niu Wu, beat Richard violently and become the champion.

It's a pity that Alice is missing~

MK-1 is the machine that Iqi used to participate in the first Demon World Alliance, which is the huge Frost Snowman outside.

MK-2, Iqi replaced the frosty snowman's body with a more destructive explosive heating furnace.

As for the title "MK——", it has no special meaning. It's just that Iqi thinks it's cooler.

She likes cool things, and frogs are cool.

"Cut~"

Iqi crossed his arms and felt depressed, but still refused to give up and muttered: "Sister, you are worried too much. The rumored Demon Emperor was defeated yesterday. The Apostle League is not that scary at all."

"Demon King, what do you think happened to him?" Monica frowned suddenly, not quite understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"Charler Foz's lavish mansion was demolished. He fought with leader Wuxuan, only to have him retreat in style. What a person who is even afraid of death! Oh, bragging!"

After Iqi finished speaking, he jumped up and down to find the meatballs, leaving Monica in a daze.

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"Wanzi, is Arad fun? Did you bring me any specialties? Your senior sister, I miss you very much."

She is Monica's first student, and of course she calls herself "senior sister".

Roar~woo!

Iqi's body froze, and a threatening roar of a beast suddenly came from behind her, as if it was filled with endless anger at the intrusion of the territory by an outsider, its claws and fangs were rubbing against the ground, and it was about to leap and prey.

The hair on the hair stood on end, and there seemed to be a cold wind blowing across my neck, as the giant beast's breath approached~

Iqi quickly took out Shu Lulu, a provocative doll from under his cloak, and was about to throw it out to escape. In the library, since when have wild beasts been raised?

"Hahahaha, you were fooled, Iqi, just a little bit~"

Wanzi leaned out half of his body at the door of the laboratory, his little face beaming with pride.

She stretched out her palm, and a photoelectric eel appeared with a tape recorder in its mouth, and the Frosty Snowman also puffed up his cheeks.

The cold wind and the threat of wild beasts just now were their masterpieces.

"Hey~ little thing, I am a big shot who wants to join the Apostle League. I will no longer play tricks like this with you."

Iqi waved his hand, but he did not fight back or get angry. Instead, he raised his face slightly with pride, hinting to Wanzi that we are already different "classes".

"You? I guess it will be another round, Ichi at the end."

"Impossible! My improved MK-2 is tens of thousands times more powerful than the first generation! It will definitely blast all enemies."

"Then, does Teacher Monica allow you to participate in the competition?"

"Uh~ It's not allowed. Sister, she's too worried. I'll give her two frogs later as a bribe."

Iqi was dejected, like a frosted flower, wilting.

She really wants to join the Apostle League. If she is lucky enough to get among the top few, maybe she will become a great apostle, Apostle Iqi, who is known as "The Infernal One"!

"It's okay. If you can't go, you can't go. Fighting life and death is so boring." Wanzi patted her shoulder comfortingly, as if we were good sisters.

"Isn't it a pity that my MK-2 has no use?"

Iqi was a little bit dissatisfied, so he walked into Wanzi's laboratory. In the center of the room, there was a huge ring-shaped machine, whose overall shape looked like an ouroboros.

"Hehe, my masterpiece, the Ring of Ouroboros, is several times faster than the Frost Drilling Car, but it is only a semi-finished product at the moment."

On the other side, out of worry about the two troublemakers, Monica secretly took a look, but saw that the two people not only did not tease each other, but frequently exchanged opinions with a magic machine, she finally relaxed and smiled. .

Just when she returned to the office and had only been working for an hour, and when she wanted to drink some water, a magician with a few freckles on his face hurriedly knocked on the door.

"Teacher, something happened to Maruko and Iqi!"

Poof~

The tea she had just drank squirted out. Monica wiped her mouth, and followed the other person trotting away without caring about her gentle image.

In the laboratory, Iqi was lying on the ground in a "big" shape. Not only was his little face devoid of any color, there was even a hint of black and blue, and his thin lips were now as pale as frost.

Her eyes had gradually lost focus. Although her consciousness was still there, her body seemed to be drifting away.

Why are there more and more chandeliers on the ceiling~

On the other side, Wanzi sat slumped on the chair, like a tilted puppet that no one had straightened, sticking out his tongue in a very ungirly manner, and it was completely black.

Monica panicked when she saw this, and she didn't have time to scold these two unlucky troublemakers.

She quickly picked up the drink next to Wanzi. The liquid was like green juice and smelled of a light fruity aroma.

"Heerman's blended juice?"

The Hermann fruit is a special fruit that only grows in areas rich in iron ore resources. Its taste is extremely spicy, and even a little bit of juice can make people's lips red and swollen.

However, if it is prepared with certain ingredients, the taste can be changed to first sweet and then bitter, so bitter that the entire mouth loses consciousness. Sometimes it is used as an anesthetic.

Next to Iqi's palm, there is a half-eaten biscuit. The remaining biscuits are on the plate, but no one dares to touch it now, and they all look at it with fear.

Ma Lin, the chief palace maid in the heaven, bakes it with her own hands, and it is full of color, flavor and taste. But after eating it, it will magically transform into a toxin that is difficult to solve scientifically in the heaven.

The poison is so powerful that if Paris eats a piece, he will become slightly better at the Ten Thousand Poison Heart-Eating Art.

"Old Si, you are so weird...she drank for a few seconds first..."

While explaining intermittently, Wan Zi struggled to swallow several times.

It took a long time for her to understand the vague words and the general meaning. Iqi gave her a drink first. After seeing herself collapsed from the attack, Iqi was very proud and said, "I want to drink a sip of it in front of you." Eat your cookie in one bite.

This is so cruel and so cool!

Then, Iqi looked like this, spreading his hands~

Monica couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, and a look of helplessness appeared on her quiet face, and said: "Heerman drinks can only wait until the anesthesia wears off, which can take at least half a day or up to two days, meatballs, your cookies...?"

Because she couldn't speak fluently, someone found a small blackboard for Wanzi and asked her to write it down faster.

"No solution! When Bibi ate a piece, he hung a bottle in heaven for a week.