"Carl can't find us?"

Mercury's question was filled with a hint of sarcasm. She had never underestimated Carl. Although Carl often acted extremely arrogant, he did have the capital to be arrogant.

Motte and the others did not escape from the Destroyer League. They were on the beams above the roof, with the soles of their feet facing Carl's head.

Mercury doesn't matter. No matter where Motriti goes, she can follow her anywhere as long as she wants.

Motiti still wanted to stay for a while, for nothing else, just because the thing in Carl's hand was a flashing dagger.

Even if you can know a little more clue about that person. Although that person never deliberately pretends to be mysterious, he never deliberately hides anything - at least in Motiti's eyes, it seems like this. But for a whole day and

How could her identity be an underground professional for so many people who are dealing with? Despite this, there are still many things that Motriti can't figure out. All she knows is the tip of the iceberg.

"Discover? Haven't we been discovered long ago?" Motte said lightly, looking in another direction, "Besides, we are not the only outsiders who came here today."

"Oh?" Mercury also followed Motriti's gaze.

In silence, Mottei and Mercury looked at each other, and it seemed that they had reached a consensus with each other. Neither of them said it, and they were still quietly observing the development below.

"Hmph, it is really easy for me to crack such a simple magic array." Carl smiled proudly and changed his gestures again. He saw that the magic array also made some changes that could be distinguished by the naked eye but not obvious according to his gestures.

"I just need this to turn it into a magical artifact like the Black Emperor Staff, which allows anyone to inherit his abilities!"

There were waves of exclamations coming from below, but Carl said this now a bit out of place. After a moment, Carl himself realized it.

The Black Emperor Staff is no longer a legend that belongs only to their Night Dire League. The Black Emperor Staff has been lost. Carl has heard of this news long ago.

After thinking for a while, the thought passed. Carl never cared about Parana. He didn't even care about the entire Night Dire League. He only had the ancient book of space magic in Baush's hand.

"Who do you want to have its power?"

Everyone's expressions said they were eager to try, but seeing that the person who spoke was Carl, no one dared to stand up.

Who doesn’t want short-distance space teleportation? And this is a ability that can be obtained directly. It is much more convenient than carrying such a badly-built dagger on your body.

"I see your desires. Do you want to have its ability? Don't be so cowardly. I have the conditions, but the conditions are also very simple!" Carl glanced at everyone present,

He said in a serious tone: "Who can swear to me that as long as he is still alive, he will never stop working hard to get the ancient space magic book in Bash's hands until he dies! I will let anyone gain its power!"

"Take it back, haha... Why does this statement sound like the ancient book of space magic is originally his?" Mercury smiled.

"Ancient Book of Space Magic?" In this way, Motte was more sure of the connection between Baush and "her". Of course, the ancient book of Space Magic was first, and the flashing dagger was first. And the flashing dagger of "her",

It was made through this book!

This is a big discovery... The person from a large underground thief guild, who was once related to the owner of the Violet Archives!

Motriti is the first person to know this secret except Lanaya, and the first person to know Lanaya’s previous dual identity.

The saying of being destined to be a sarcastic figure for Motriti, because Motriti didn't know Lanaya's name, so she always called this person "her", "Then she should also attach great importance to this book... Sister

, I can't let Carl succeed."

Mercury smiled slightly, "Oh? Do you want to?"

"I want to snatch this ancient space magic book first."

"Haha...got good luck."

Motte seemed to be used to the indifference of Mercury. If he was a normal person, he would definitely shout you were crazy and then try his best to pull her back from the wrong path. But she still asked: "Why are you?"

Don't ask me why I did this?"

"If you want to say it, I will naturally say it if I don't ask you; if you don't want to say it, I will also ask you..."

"Okay, it's because..." Mottey couldn't help but interrupt Mercury, "She has always regarded me as her savior, not an opponent. I can only start with what she thinks is precious.

, Only by doing this can she force her to treat me as an opponent."

Mercury sneered: "The methods are so vicious and cunning. But if you have to fight against Carl and everyone in the sky at the same time, maybe it will be more than worth the loss?"

"I'm not a good person openly." Motiti smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at her hands as if they were covered with other people's blood. When she was in the gaunt of the Phantom, she could only kill meditation by killing.

Only by setting goals in the middle can we become stronger step by step. However, meditation does not limit the difficulty. Many Phantom Assassins died in the middle of failure, but Motte has come to this day.

So what if you go against so many powerful people? Since Motriti has the ability to survive, why can't she compete with Carl for the order of possessing that ancient space magic book?

"I want it, give it to me!"

A turbid whispering sound suddenly came into my ears.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. When they saw who the person shouted that sentence was, they immediately started to discuss again, regardless of Carl's presence, and his voice was even louder than before.

"Wow!" A pair of dark bat wings spread out with a force of covering the sky, and everyone retreated one after another, giving way to a wide road.

"I seem to have some impression of her..." Motte spent a long time on missions. She only had a vague concept of who are the generals and pawns in the night dire.

"Akasha, the commander of the Demon Legion, as long as there is nothing in this world that she cannot get. Those who are not soft and hard will be tortured to death by her for three days and three nights.

” Mercury introduced to Motteti.

"She is still the commander? One of the four commanders?" Motiti couldn't help but be surprised. The woman below looked a little charming, had a bit of a stunning figure, and was so exposed that she wanted to save the key parts.

Knowing how she can conquer the enemy... Could it be that she is seduced?

Mercury smiled and leaned into Motte's ear and whispered: "Don't you know about her and the Skeleton King?"

Akasha looked up at Carl, as if her red lips were covered with blood were raised.

Obviously, Carl did not take the "soft" style. He still sat still calmly and asked, "Akasha, as the commander of the Demon Legion, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Facing Carl's iceberg face, Akasha did not retreat but instead advanced, and walked towards Carl step by step: "Hmm, hehe... Didn't I say it already? I want the ability on this flashing dagger, you will be the end

Should I give it to me or not?”

Carl didn't say anything, stretched out his hand and silently took away all the magic circle and the flashing dagger. Then he looked around, just not looking at Akasha, pretending to be careless.

What he wants is for those who can go through fire and water for him to inherit the ability of flashing daggers. Akasha only considers his own interests, and he will never agree to such a request.

Akasha clearly saw what Carl was pretending, and she raised her eyebrows, "So, how do you want to give me such ability?"

Carl felt something was wrong with Akasha today. Did she take the wrong medicine? If she did not agree to her request for the first time, she would force you to agree to it the second time.

Could it be that I am attracted by this unprecedented space magic?

Carl still repeated his words: "If you want to inherit the ability of the flash dagger, I have the conditions first. But Akasha, as the commander of the demon army, I also think that you will not accept my conditions, so

You'd better leave here."

"Karl, since we are all people on the same side, don't you even believe that I will help you? Besides..." Akasha looked at her delicate body with a heartache, and her fingertips were slightly a little

It brushed across the skin little by little, "Look, how could I not have a life-saving ability for me to have such a fragile body? Carl, please, I don't want to die in battle!"

It was over, the commander of the great devil legion, a person who was equal to his status, begged him and promised to help him. It seemed that he had taken the wrong medicine.

This is not what Karl doesn't want to agree. If Akasha tells the truth, he will never agree. If the Skeleton King knows this, Akasha runs to him to beg him, and he doesn't know what will happen.

!

"I have already said, you..."

"Kar~"

Motte subconsciously looked away, exhaled a light breath, and said to Mercury: "Let's go."

"Maybe telling the Skeleton King about this can increase your success rate of getting the ancient space magic book first." Mercury covered her mouth and smiled.

"Bored." Motiti found a very inconspicuous target, and the phantom suddenly came to the man silently and left first.

Mercury slowly floated along the beam of the house. When he arrived at the barrier, the ghost disappeared in a flash, passed through the wall, and followed Mottei.

"Get away from me," Carl said coldly, suppressing his anger.

So many people were watching, which was really too harmful to his face, but it was inappropriate to use violence or magic on a woman in public.
Chapter completed!