Don't compete with fairy tale vests

A pure white dragon is entrenched on the top of the underground parking garage. All the scales on its body exude a soft milky white light. Countless pieces of hard dragon scales complement each other. Yes, there are almost no dark corners in the entire underground parking garage.

The man with countless tentacles growing from under the hem of his clothes was no exception.

Under the blessing of the tentacles, Lovecraft's black figure appeared even taller, burly and mysterious.

Those seemingly soft tentacles seem to be extremely powerful and extremely tough, moving towards the direction of the white dragon with slow and swaying steps.

With the wriggling of the tentacles, the black slime appeared on the concrete floor. The slime seemed to be corrosive, leaving shallow marks on the floor and making a "sizzling" sound, rendering a lot of noise for no reason in the quiet parking garage underneath. scary colors.

The bottom of the underground parking garage restricted Fulong's soaring. The white dragon raised its head slightly, and the scales immediately rubbed red sparks at the bottom of the waterproof parking lot.

A disturbing sound came from the direction of the underground parking lot, and Ango Sakaguchi immediately looked worriedly at the source of the sound.

The sound was like demolition, and the sound of Ding Ling's sugar palms breaking could be heard endlessly. It was hard to imagine that such a sound could be made in an underground garage with only two people. Ango Sakaguchi's worries were not unreasonable.

Could it be that there is a problem with the intelligence, or is it an enemy attack?The man in the suit was pacing in place, but he couldn't stop guessing in his heart.

If it goes according to the plan, there should only be a strange creature summoned by "Olin" that needs to be dealt with, and that creature is only very tricky in terms of intelligence, but for William Green and Fu Hulai It should be just a trivial matter.

After all, one of them is a powerful superhuman from the famous supernatural organization "Ivory Tower" in Germany, and the other is from the mysterious organization "Story Club" that even the Secret Service of supernormal abilities does not know much useful information. It is impossible to fight with such great momentum. .

At this time, in the underground parking lot, the battle between Fulong and the mutated Lovecraft had just begun.

At the beginning, the tentacles growing from under the man still maintained a cautious attitude.

He was very repulsed, or rather afraid, of the milky white light and warm air that seemed to be inexhaustible from Fulong's body, and the tentacles were only cautiously probing.

And Fuhu was busy stretching and bending his body after becoming a dragon to adapt to the underground parking lot, which was too small a battlefield for Fulong, and couldn't care about other things for a while.

Those tentacles' insignificant tentative attacks were like scratching an itch for Fuhu. The white dragon didn't pay attention at all, it just kept winding in mid-air, testing the thickness of the ceiling with its snout from time to time. Tiger's heart was formed.

Those strange tentacles growing out of Lovecraft's body seemed to be of low IQ. After seeing Fu Hu's neglect of him, he stopped being so careful and acted boldly.

Along with a sticky, wet sound like the bursting of bubbles in a swamp, the tentacle's movements rang out, bringing with it a damp and decaying smell, as if the smell of salty sea water permeated this space.

However, such actions, which can be called intimidation, did not have the desired effect.

Fu Hu would not be affected by the mental pollution at all, on the contrary, even because of him, Lovecraft's tentacles would become a little weak and restless as soon as they approached him, and even showed signs of melting.

The blond boy, who had lost his mind slightly due to the pollution from the tentacles before, had been knocked unconscious by Fuhu and was placed in a safe place.

Otherwise, if William Green is still awake, he will inevitably be affected by some bad influences.

Seeing that his mental intimidation didn't work, the tentacles seemed to have their own emotions, and they controlled themselves to shake violently as if they were angry.

Those black guys are like a clump of wildly swaying seaweed.

From the seaweed-like tentacles, piercing screams that don't resemble humans suddenly pierced. Fuhu couldn't tell where their vocal organs were from the outside.

This type of attack was irrelevant to Fu Hulai, but seeing the blond boy curled up in pain on the ground even though he had his own humanoid supernatural body to help cover his ears, Fulong decided to make a quick decision.

"Sure enough, it's still a bit of a hindrance."

The huge white dragon arched its back, its milky white dragon scales gleamed with a sharp cold light, and the hard scales collided against the concrete ceiling, making a sound like gold and stone.

But all of this was just the beginning. After choosing the location, Fuhu jumped upwards, and the sound of the solid ceiling being smashed was terrifyingly loud.

The gravel splashed, a huge hole was knocked out of the ceiling by the white dragon, Lovecraft was almost buried by the cracked cement slab, and Fu Hu took William Green and the blond boy's supernatural power body to fly on the negative one. layer, condescendingly looking at the man wrapped in tentacles.

Noticing that the man William Green called Lovecraft had his eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and he didn't seem to have his own consciousness, then it was enough to find a way to stop those tentacles or wake up the man with long black hair.

There was a shriek from the tentacles. To deal with this sound, Fu Hu just let out the same cry, and the resonant dragon chant immediately covered up and neutralized those extremely polluting abilities.

In the chanting that is naturally full of all conceivable beautiful adjectives such as freedom and joy, the size of the tentacles seems to have shrunk a little, and even the color is not as black as ink before, but some pale color similar to dead squids appeared.

The flames, the flames falling from the sky, slid and splashed from each of Fulong's mother-of-pearl scales, as if dancing a happy waltz, but Lovecraft, who was the target of the attack, was not so comfortable.

The man's body was dyed pale by these white phosphorous fires, and the white flames burned and circled in the black like a butterfly.

"Well……"

These pure flames can't do much harm to humans, but only have some special effects on the corners south of Yiwu or the supernormal products that don't belong to this world.

Lovecraft miraculously took no damage from the attack, save for those black tentacles that were scorched away.

It's just that the man regained consciousness just now because the tentacles were wiped out by Fuhu, so he was still a little dazed.

"Where is this? What happened... what?"

Misty whispers came from Lovecraft's mouth. The man was sitting on the floor, his long hair was scattered like black seaweed. Tentacles that pollute people's hearts and minds.

At this time, because Lovecraft's tentacles had disappeared, William Green, who had fallen to the side, also regained consciousness, seeing clearly the ruined walls and traces of burning flames around him, a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the blond boy.

William Green's eyes flicked across the boy with the rare white long hair, and there was a trace of awkward gratitude in his eyes unconsciously. When he saw Lovecraft sitting on the ground floor of the second floor, he knew that he had just When he got caught by someone else, it was Fu Hu who rescued him.

"thank you for your help."

The blond young master expressed his thanks reservedly. At this time, he found his little top hat and the staff of civilization, and at the same time took back the "Olin". William Green's mood brightened a few times when he got the target items. The tone became softer, and he was no longer the impatience he had when he first saw Lovecraft.

"You're welcome, it's easy to do." Fu Hu replied casually, not taking this matter to heart very much. His racial talent is like a natural enemy to Lovecraft's tentacles. What the negative senses counterbalance undoubtedly belongs to Fulong's happiness and joy.

At this time, his features that belonged to Fulong were disappearing, and when the last dragon scale disappeared from his cheek, he turned his head, only to find that it seemed that because of what he just said, the blond boy co-worker did not know Why are some faces turning black.

"Let's go." William Green suggested with a flat face, no one could tell that he was having a fierce psychological struggle in his heart.

Well, there's no need to be angry because of this kid's attitude, after all, she saved me just now, William Green, the rational half, remonstrated in his heart.

But he's making me look super mean, and the pettish half is protesting loudly.

In just a few minutes, the two halves of William Green had fought for hundreds of rounds, and in the end the rational half prevailed.

Although sometimes self-willed and self-willed, William Green, who is essentially a good boy who has been recognized by Mitchell Ender, is very grateful in the end, but he doesn't have much good looks for Lovecraft.

As two parties with opposite goals, William Green was merciless to Lovecraft's words when he left, and was still full of warnings.

"Remember to tell that guy Fitzgerald. No matter what is in Yokohama, it's not his turn to check it. If you stretch your hand too far, you will only suffer the consequences." Tiger left together.

"Really, isn't it good to stay with my wife in the United States? If you insist on coming to Japan to go through this muddy water, so blatantly confronting two state machines at the same time, that guy is so brave that I doubt his IQ. ah."

When he left, William Green was still thinking about it, apparently resentful that his task had become more and more complicated.

"Do you know the man and his leader just now?"

Fu Hu pretended to ask unintentionally.

For William Green, this didn't seem like information that he couldn't tell. The blond boy just inserted his fingers into his hair again, rubbed it irritably, and answered.

"Of course, he is one of the latest business upstarts, but he is really not afraid of death. If he can return to China safely, I will definitely hang his photo next to Jesus."

The unfriendly words were spoken by the blond boy, but some information was also revealed to Fuhu. This information undoubtedly proved that Yokohama, or Japan, is having the possibility of becoming a powder keg.

Competitors in the open have shown their own muscles one after another, while the enemy in the dark is still unknown. Both Kong Shiyu and the witch Said of the fantasy kingdom have been restrained, and they cannot tell the information about the mastermind behind the scenes. It's not completely untraceable, either.

Kurikawa Soryu still remembered what he had experienced when he used Graugramman's vest to have dinner with the students of the Tokyo High School of Magic.

However, the fact that it was a dead person who attacked Zenyuan Maki left a deep impression on him, and he was very familiar with Kong Shiyu's aura. In the room that Jie's young man came out of, he could vaguely feel the aura of a middleman.

This clue made Kurikawa Soryu immediately target the man with a suture on his head.

In addition, the fragmented words that Atreyu had learned from Mimiko Yababa before.

When Mimiko was polluted by "Olin" in her heart and mind, the words "see you again, Mrs. Xiayou" may not be a girl's momentary fantasy, but something that can be realized. It is just an agreement that Mimiko It is not certain what the "Xia Youjie" I saw was.

The young man I saw in the restaurant might be able to pretend in front of other people, but for Atleiyu who had a brief cooperation with Xia Youjie, it was not difficult to remember Xia Youjie's breath.

Since you have already felt the foreign body sensation on the young man with Grau Graman's vest, you only need to use the little hunter's vest to find this person and identify it, and the problem will be solved without any accidents.

Kurikawa Soryu was still thinking about countermeasures, but there was enough exciting information from Graugramman.

Shortly after agreeing to take over the task that his classmate Bone Yuta couldn't take care of, Graugramman was taken to the headquarters by people from the Magic Association to accept the task and some specific arrangements. I heard that he will have a partner, This excited the little lion who always likes to make new friends.

The boy who excitedly turned his hair into orange was led into the building by the staff of the Conjurer's Association.

This is not the first time Graugramman has come here, but it is the first time he has walked inside at such a slow speed. Everything here is familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The last time he came, he was led by a bad teacher with white hair and told him to pass through the entire headquarters of the Conjurer's Association with teleportation, and went directly to the place where the Conjurer's Association stored weapons, threatening him.

Thinking of this, Graugramman couldn't help but feel a little guilty. It was also because of the wild thoughts on the road that the little lion didn't realize that his guide had disappeared without a sound at some point.

After discovering this, Graugramman immediately fell into a state of confusion. With a very poor sense of direction, he was completely lost in the winding maze-like ancient building.

After the No.17 turn, the little lion returned to the original place and finally gave up the idea of ​​finding a way out, and started to turn around randomly, looking for his guide by the way.

Originally, it was assumed that he could get in touch with the task immediately, but after taking it, he was thrown here. The energetic little lion will inevitably feel a little bored.

There is no one around here, and there are no cameras or anything like that. Graugramman only thought for a few tenths of a second before throwing the moth's righteous appeal behind him. He turned into a lion and ran and played in the empty corridor. This ancient building has a high roof, which is just right for the full-scale colorful grim reaper to play freely.

But even Graugram, who drinks his tail for a while every day, loses interest after half an hour, but fortunately, the always energetic big cat has found a new way of entertainment.

Graugramman began to change his hair into the same color as the surrounding environment. This method can make the lion cub almost impossible to be found without moving. This new discovery makes Graugramman again. Excited to try it out.

After learning this method of blending with the environment, a wonderful i list appeared in Grau Graman's mind.

If it is used for hide-and-seek, the effect is absolutely super good, so Maki will definitely not find it.Graugramman looked forward confidently, exuding an eager atmosphere all over his body and mind.

Go ahead and do it, Graugramman, who has always been at the top of the high school in terms of mobility, immediately tried this hide-and-seek technique, perfectly integrating with the corridor along the way.

After Graugramman finally decided not to let his own thinking take over and choose the path but to trust his intuition, he finally did not return to the same place.

When he pretended to pass by a room, Graugramman suddenly heard the voice of another conversation coming from that room. It was the voices of two people. He was very familiar with one of the voices, and it was he who had just seen it not long ago. The guide, while the other has an older name, like an older male voice.

I finally heard the voice of the guide, and Graugramman planned to go in very excitedly to find the man. Perhaps it was because of the hot weather that the paper sliding door of the Japanese room was not closed, but half-opened, and Graugramman shrunk. Got some size just enough to stuff myself in.

Suddenly being abandoned by the guide, Graugramman felt a little angry in his heart, and immediately decided to tease him a little in the invisible state. At this time, regardless of etiquette, he just slipped away quietly. go in.

Neither of the two people present seemed to be aware of his existence at all. Both the old man sitting on the main seat and the guide of Grau Graman, who was kneeling in front of the old man, continued their conversation.

Just as Graugramman was about to sneakily put his lion's paw on the man's shoulder, he suddenly heard the two mention his name, which made the little lion stop.

"What I arranged for you to do before, how are you doing today?"

The old man Mosuo held the Buddhist beads in his hand, looking benevolent and kind-hearted, like a temperless old man, but when the old man spoke the words in his mouth, her cloudy eyes flashed A hint of sharpness.

"I have done what you said. That kid named Graugram is probably wandering around inside the Conjurer's Association right now? The corridor here is complicated enough for him to eat a pot. Without someone leading him, he will definitely not be able to leave easily. go out."

The young man kneeling in front of the old man replied respectfully, his expression was full of gloating and blind faith in the old man in front of him.

"Very good, very good, you've done a good job, and the spirit of killing this kid is good. Last time, I almost lost those valuable guys," the old man vaguely mentioned those words and topics that cannot be said wisely, " That guy who doesn't understand the rules has touched everyone's interests, and he is also a student of that brat from the Wutiao family, and the old guy from the Zenyuan family doesn't know what he is planning, but he personally suggested that this kid accept Otoko Yuta's Task."

"That's right, I thought that after finally getting Yi Guyouta to go abroad, this task would definitely fall into our hands, but when I took it, I was cut off just like that and assigned to this student. "

Graugram's guide echoed repeatedly, with a look of common hatred, and it seemed that Graugramman had a lot of resentment towards the little lion from the time Graugramman almost flooded the taboo with sand.

"Humph——that old fox who lives directly next to the Buddhist monastery is very proficient at borrowing flowers to offer Buddhas. He pawns all the good people, and let him get all the good things. If you want me to say that there are no such good things in the world, don't let him fall. Last time I was absolutely impossible to give up."

The old man let out a cold snort, and seemed very dissatisfied with the Zhipi people of the Zenyuan. He and the Zhipi people of the Zenyuan had disliked each other a long time ago.

"Then I will leave the rest to you, Zenyuan." The old man continued. What is surprising is that the surname of the man in charge of carrying out this matter is actually Zenyuan.

It seems that the Chanyuan family is not a single iron bucket. There are not a few factions fighting openly and secretly, and there are even many people who look like Grau Graman's guides.

"After the work is done, you can come to my side to work." The old man is well versed in the principle of using people, even if the young man in front of him is just a dispensable pawn to him, the old man still wants to give him a carrot to hang on his shoulders. in front of you.

"Then next..." The old man supported the cushion under his body with his hands, and wanted to stand up, but suddenly felt something small on his palm.

The old man raised his palm, opened his narrowed eyes a little bit, and looked closely at the things in his palm, only to find that they were some tiny dark brown dry gravel, and not far away, there were some of the same color. The gravel extended towards the outside of the door.