Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Although the afterimage of the angel wanted to experience the anger of Vincent and Caesarion in person, Vincent did not intend to bully an afterimage of unknown age like this.

What's more, Vincent has this self-confidence, and there is no existence in this world that can escape from him and Caesarion.

Seeing that Vincent let go of himself, the angel gritted his teeth and stood up straight, spreading the wings folded behind his back, and shaking off the soil and dust stained on them.

"Vincent—you're fine!" the angel chewed on Vincent's name, only staring at Vincent, with a straight face and no smile on his face.

The appearance of the afterimage of the angel is a bit of the coercion of the angel family that made the demons fearful during the war between gods and demons thousands of years ago.

"I'm fine, don't worry about it."

Vincent stood beside Caesarline, and after confirming that all the wounds on Caesarline's body had healed, he was willing to turn his attention to others.

The afterimage of the angel met Vincent's gaze, and his spread wings emitted a soft white light. The dust and soil that had been stained on his body and wings disappeared without a trace under this white light.

The condescending angel looking down on Vincent and Caesarion in mid-air did not immediately attack.

The afterimage of the angel looked at Vincent, and Furui asked nonchalantly, "Are you not afraid that I will directly change the consciousness of 'Vincent' here, and let him attack you directly?"

The 'Vincent' of this world was suddenly named, and couldn't help frowning.

And after he finished listening to the angel's question, he frowned tightly and couldn't help taking a step back.

"You won't. Because if you really do this, in this way, it means that you admit that your skills are not as good as ours, and you still need the help of humans."

Vincent stared directly at the afterimage of the angel, and he replied without fear.

If the angel really intends to control 'Vincent' in this illusion and let him join the battle, Vincent has no intention of losing.

"Hehe." The afterimage of the angel snorted.

He waved his hand, and the 'Vincent' who had been wrestling with Caesarion just now disappeared from this world as if being erased directly by an eraser.

On this barren and vast plain, there were only Vincent, Caesarline, and the angel flying in midair.

The angel didn't say anything more, his expression was completely indifferent and heartless.

The angel's eyes on Vincent and Caesarion were completely devoid of warmth.

Vincent raised his vigilance and vigilance to the highest level, and Caesarion has also drawn out his weapon, waiting with bated breath.

The afterimage of the angel was not in a hurry to attack, he spread his hands, and the light condensed in the angel's hands, climbing and winding from his wrist until covering the whole body of the angel.

After the light completely dissipated, the angel's whole body was covered by silver armor, and his right hand also held a handful of golden guns.

Just by looking at it, one can know that the angel in this posture does not have the wicked appearance before, but exudes a very dangerous aura.

——This is the appearance of an angel entrusted by the gods with the task of building an underground labyrinth.

"You are the first ones who can make me into this posture." The voice of the angel said coldly.

"Actually, you are also the first one who can let me and Vincent fight together." Caesarline retorted.

"How does it feel to experience it first-hand?" Vincent asked.

"It's not very good. Compared to experiencing it myself, I prefer to applaud from the sidelines-but now, it's rare to feel a different feeling."

The angel snorted softly, and his eyes locked on Vincent, with a golden radiance blooming in his pupils.

"Then please take a good look at how far human beings have progressed."

Vincent didn't say much anymore. In fact, the prank he and Caesarion made on the afterimage of the angel had already endured to the extreme.

Whether it's Vincent or Caesarlane, they are both arrogant and arrogant, how can they bear themselves and their lovers being played like this?

This is an uphill battle.

Although Vincent and Caesarion could directly rub the bound angel on the ground before, they couldn't convince this vile angel after all.

Vincent tilted his head slightly. He looked at Caesarion's test and asked softly, "Are you... all right here?"

Although Vincent didn't know exactly what Caesarline encountered in this illusion, but judging from what Vincent himself encountered in another illusion, what happened to Caesarline might not be a good thing.

"I'm fine. Although I was tricked by that angel later, at least I can see Vincent's past with my own eyes, and I also have the opportunity to hug you when you were a boy."

Caesarline shook his head, the real Vincent was by his side, and he cared so much about him.

Those bad things encountered in the illusion also seemed less important.

"I feel very satisfied, although I'm still a little unwilling to let you in this illusion stay away from Ludwig I."

Caesarion smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Although I know that you in the illusion are not you, I still can't just watch you jump into the fire pit. I'm a bit stupid, right?"

Caesarion stared at Vincent tenderly, and gently hooked Vincent's little finger.

Caesarline didn't move much, and the force he used to hook Vincent's little finger was not too heavy. Vincent could pull out his little finger with just a slight movement, but Vincent didn't do that.

He turned his eyes back to the afterimage of the angel, and said in a low voice: "You are not stupid...Caesarline, you are the most outstanding and outstanding human being I have ever seen. In a sense, I probably also Thanks to him."

Vincent was referring to the afterimage of the armed angel.

"If it weren't for him, I'd probably still be trapped by myself, completely ignorant of what my true heart is."

Vincent took a deep breath and noticed that his cheeks and ears were burning.

But this level does not prevent Vincent from expressing his thoughts.

"I'm not as straightforward as you, Caesarline, emotionally. I'm obviously tempted, but I'm always hesitant about this and that, and I'm still refusing to respond to you."

Vincent said softly, with a wry smile on his face.

He spent too much time recognizing his own heart, perhaps the matter of Ludwig I left a shadow on Vincent after all, making it impossible for him to trust Caesarion with all his heart.

But in the future provided by the afterimage of the angel, Vincent saw such a good future, even better than the future he had considered.

Even if it was just an illusion, Vincent was enlightened and suddenly realized.

It doesn't matter if it's an illusion, as long as you work hard in that direction in reality.

Vincent was able to break through the demonic barriers entrenched in his heart, and instead raised his realm to a higher level.

But Caesarline didn't realize that Vincent was thinking so much in his heart, and all his attention was focused on Vincent's words.

"Vincent... You said you've already fallen in love?" Caesarline took a step towards Vincent and asked in a trembling voice.

"Yes, Caesarion, I like you."

Vincent's sigh-like voice fell into Caesarline's ears. Although it was so light and soft, it resounded through Caesarline's heart like thunder.

Caesarion opened his lips, for a moment he didn't know what to say to express the excitement and satisfaction in his heart at the moment.

"Vincent..." He finally just called out Vincent's name with a hoarse voice.

"At first, I thought I should propose to you, but now is really not a good time."

Vincent originally wanted to say, 'We'll get married after we beat up this angel and get out of this underground labyrinth', but considering that the sentence pattern was too similar to FLAG, he had to give up.

At least the words have been clarified, and the most important thoughts have been conveyed to those who should know.

The afterimage of the angel raised his eyebrows, and his expression changed: "So it seems that I have become a helper to make you two happy?——This is really interesting."

"In this sense, I really should thank you." Vincent and Caesarion covered their bodies with magic at the same time, and all the elemental elves heard their call coming from all directions.

"But what does it have to do with us wanting to beat you hard in the face?" Vincent said loudly while protecting himself with the Wind Shield.

He bent his knees slightly, stepped hard on the ground, and attacked towards the afterimage of the angel like a spear.

"One size counts for one size. After we beat you up, I will thank you again!"

Caesarline received an affirmative answer from his sweetheart in this illusion. He was overjoyed, and a dazzling smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

Because of Vincent's reply, Caesarion was full of strength.

Caesarion chanted the spell in a low voice, condensing the power provided by the elemental elves summoned by the spell on the tip of his weapon.

"So I want to end this battle quickly!"

"Big words!" The afterimage of the angel avoided Vincent's wind spear at a speed that the naked eye could not keep up with, and then he waved the spear in his hand, and several bright rays of light fell with his weapon, towards Vincent. Special hit!

Vincent raised his right hand, and an ice shield wrapped in layers quickly appeared in front of him, blocking the brilliance from it.

However, what the angel used was not a simple attack. The brilliance looked light, but when it touched the ice shield summoned by Vincent, it was like countless meteorites hitting Vincent hard. The ice shield directly penetrated through several layers!

Fortunately, Vincent had been prepared. It wasn't until the radiance penetrated to the last layer that the afterimage of the angel discovered that there was a wind shield protecting Vincent under the ice shield.

The menacing attack has been cut down by the ice shield, and it can no longer hurt Vincent in the slightest.

But in the few short moves revealed by the afterimage of the angel, his strength is beyond doubt.

And maybe because of the suffering and dark losses from Vincent, the angelic afterimage, which became serious, put all the hatred away from Vincent.

But Vincent showed a confident smile: "You've been tricked—"

The afterimage of the angel was stunned: "What——?!"