The skeleton was wearing a gorgeous black and gold robe, holding a staff, standing in front of the black gate, with red light flashing in its empty eye sockets.
Time stagnation is the ultimate magic developed by the Great Necromancer Ambrose from dark magic.
The magic range can cover an area of 500 meters. After time stops, everything within 500 meters is in a static state and can be slaughtered at will. Only the magician himself can walk in the cracks of time.
Ambrose cast a time-stopping magic in the nail salon. Humans, monsters, demons, and even dragons all sat there like still lifes, but there was an ordinary human who was not affected by the magic at all.
Ambrose was confused, why could this human still move
The person who came had bad intentions, so Lu Yao held the manicure knife tightly.
Even though the Necromancer was captured, neither the dragons nor the demons could help, which was a bit of a hassle.
However, compared with the Lord Demon, the Great Necromancer does not seem to be that scary.
When the devil first came, he was dressed in rags and was nowhere near as stylish as the great necromancer. However, Lu Yao and the staff at the snack bar could clearly feel a huge sense of oppression.
Lu Yao thought about the Demon Lord, and then looked at the Necromancer in front of her, and actually felt that she could do it.
When she was reading the magic book, she deliberately learned a few offensive magics, but she had never used them.
The magic of this necromancer can stop time, but for some reason, it has no effect on her.
Most magicians are not good at close combat, and Clarissa is probably a special case.
But the undead are a little more troublesome. They are dead creatures that live in the world as ghosts. Their flesh is no longer a constraint.
I'm afraid that no matter how many times she hits him, this necromancer will still stand up.
Lu Yao suddenly had a guess that the other worlds with star gates could communicate with each other, and perhaps the power of the devil also had an effect in this world.
She took out the finger bone given to her by the demon from the warehouse and slowly approached the Necromancer.
As soon as the devil's little finger appeared, the temperature around it suddenly dropped.
It was a chill that struck the soul directly, as if some terrifying thing that did not belong to this world had appeared.
The Necromancer's red eye sockets trembled, he glanced at Lu Yao's hand, took a step back, "Could it be..."
He was shaken.
Lu Yao raised his snow-white finger bones, his mind and expression were extremely calm: "This shop is just an ordinary nail salon, and it should have nothing to do with you. I am not going to ask you the purpose of your coming here, but please leave immediately, otherwise..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yao's mind moved, and a red number appeared above the head of the Necromancer.
It is true, the Demon God is the real God of Death.
The necromancer retreated again, with only his bony claws raised and waved hurriedly, "Calm down, please calm down! Let's talk it over."
This human being actually holds the Scythe of Death. Not only has she been to the underworld and met the God of Death, but she has also received gifts from the gods.
How horrible this is!
In the main hall outside the door, a wisp of black flame ignited from the tip of Harold's hair, breaking the shackles of time bit by bit.
Amid a crackling sound like breaking glass, Harold blinked and looked around.
Si Jin, Tina, the devil and the slime were still standing there like still lifes. Thinking of Lu Yao, he immediately stood up and rushed into the laboratory.
Looking up, he saw the Archnecromancer blocking the door. He punched at him with his dragon claws carrying black flames, burning through his gorgeous robes.
"Kerala—"
Broken bones were scattered all over the ground, black flames were still spreading, and the skull rolled to Lu Yao's feet.
The weak point of the undead is not in the body. Even if the skeleton is broken into pieces, they can still stand up again.
But Harold's black flame can burn flesh and bones, and can also burn the souls of the dead.
Ambrose's eyes flashed red as he tried to look at Lu Yao, his jaw opening and closing, trying to say something.
Harold kicked the skull away and turned to look at Lu Yao, "Are you okay?"
Lu Yao looked at the miserable state of the Necromancer and shook his head. Then he was a little surprised that Harold had actually escaped from the Necromancer's time magic.
The little black dragon is quite powerful.
She exhaled slowly, suppressed her shock, and put away the demon's finger bones. She only held a small manicure knife in her hand and shook her head, "I'm fine."
Harold imitated Lu Yao's usual behavior, holding her hand to check if she was injured, and then walked around her, making sure that she was really fine, and then he slowly let go of his worry.
Harold bursts in, interrupting Ambrose.
The time stagnation magic was automatically lifted, and dragons, demons, slimes and humans reawakened.
Ambrose was kicked against the wall by Harold, and a hole was made in his skull. Gulu turned around and wanted to speak.
With a "click", Si Jin rolled over his bones, and Tina walked in slowly.
The half-demon Clarissa held a huge red sickle, the blade touching the floor, making a scalp-numbing clicking sound as it dragged.
Mum and Eugenia were slow to react, and by the time they reached the door, Ambrose had already been beaten several times.
The red light in the Necromancer's eye sockets flickered, and he looked as if he had lost all desire to live.
Seeing that it was almost time, Lu Yao said, "Stop for a moment."
Si Jin narrowed his eyes into a slit and said in a cold voice: "The owner can't bear to see these, drag them to the deserted mountains and dispose of them."
A gleam of light flashed across Tina's red eyes, "Just throw it to the teacher."
Hundreds of years ago, some humans plotted against the dragon.
Now, the undead are also seeking death. Do they really think they are immortal
Clarissa raised her scythe and tapped it against the floor, her lips curled up a little, "I can actually do things like harvesting souls."
Mumu frowned and raised his little paw: "Chiji!"
Only Eugenia looked pale, and she felt that her colleagues were different from usual.
Ambrose's skull was kicked around like a football by dragons and demons.
When he was approached by the human race, what they wanted him to solve was clearly just an ordinary human shop.
After the deal was done, all the high-level magic gems and precious herbs in the store, such as Extreme Crystals and Brilliant Crystals, would belong to him.
Ambrose wanted the Extreme Crystal, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to make this trip.
I should have thought of it earlier. How could a treasure that only a dragon can find appear in an ordinary human shop
At this moment, he felt nothing but regret.
Lu Yao sighed and spoke again: "Well... I understand you very well. In fact, I am also very angry. But I think this kind of physical torture is too insignificant for the undead."
Si Jin knew that the shop owner's ideas were often different from others, so he stopped and asked, "What does the shop owner want to do?"
Tina and Clarissa also stopped and turned to look at Lu Yao.
Even Ambrose slowly tilted his head, and a hint of expectation flashed across his empty eye sockets.
The human race has a limited vision. No matter what cruel punishment they come up with, it will never be more terrible than being handed over to a dragon parent.
Lu Yao propped up his chin with his fingers and said calmly, "Give him a manicure, the most avant-garde and fashionable kind. If you're still not satisfied by then, you can do whatever you want with me. I won't say anything more."
She really racked her brains for the mission.
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It took Ambrose a while to gather himself together, his black and gold robes already in tatters.
He didn't dare to despise it, nor did he dare to take out a new piece of clothes. He just put on the old robe casually and tried hard to look pitiful.
In front of the powerful dragon, even the necromancer had to surrender.
What's more, there is the human holding the scythe of death.
The necromancer had no idea what manicures were, but from what the shop owner said, it seemed like a very humiliating form of punishment.
He sat at the workbench by the window, the warm sunlight shining on his bones, causing a slight sting.
Ambrose had no right to choose the style. He stretched out his bony hand, not knowing what would be done to him, and felt depressed.
The powerful necromancer has not fallen into such an embarrassing situation for a long time.
Surrounded by dragons, he dared not complain.
Tina and the others came over and looked at Ambrose's bare finger bones, feeling a little confused.
Eugenia: "He has no nails, how can he do that?"
Tina: "Just grind it. There are only bones left anyway. Use a knife to carve out the ridges of the nails. It can be painted."
Mumu: "It doesn't look good after grinding. It's too shallow. His bones are too thin. I can't make any fancy shapes out of it."
Eugenia: “…”
I often feel out of tune with my colleagues because I am not abnormal enough.
Ambrose: "..."
These dragons are too much, even the slime is so arrogant, hmm.
Lu Yao: "... Just make the armor, and use the magic circle to fix it after you draw it."
Normally, nail plates are used for practice. Tina and the others thought that nail plates were only used for practice and they didn’t know what wearing armor was.
Lu Yao took out the plastic nail plate and cut out the shape of the nail plate according to Ambrose's finger bones.
Mumu is right. The finger bones of a necromancer are too thin, and normal-sized nail plates cannot be used at all. They need to be trimmed very small to fit.
Lu Yao thought it would not look good if it was too small, so he started drawing after determining the right shape, and then reduced it when it was finished.
The dragon originally thought that doing nail art for the undead was not a punishment. They all liked to do manicures, and such beautiful things should be a reward.
He obeyed just to give the owner face. He had planned to wait until the owner finished finishing the armor for the necromancer before finding a chance to beat him up.
But at this moment, looking at the undead without nails, waiting eagerly for the nails to be put on, they do look a bit pitiful.
Lu Yao said he wanted to make an avant-garde and fashionable style, so he chose a style that had never been made here before - sexy leopard print armor.
After the nail pieces are polished and primed, the tracing is layered one by one, and the light is illuminated to add details.
Lu Yao didn’t intend to be ugly, but leopard print armor is very fashionable and shows great temperament.
The residents of Alexandria may not be able to appreciate this kind of beauty, as can be seen from the fact that no one has chosen this style for so long.
For this reason alone, it might really be a punishment for the Necromancer.
When I was halfway through the manicure, there was a sudden commotion outside.
The door of the nail salon was slammed open, and Hongtong, the captain of the Red Eye Team, and Norman, the captain of the Black Hawk Team, walked in, accompanied by more than 20 platinum-level adventurers.
Hongtong glanced around the store and saw the Great Necromancer surrounded by a crowd, but did not say a word.
Norman saw Clarissa sitting at the table, his face grim and ugly, "Clarissa, you are actually here. What kind of magic potion did the owner of this store give you to make you degenerate to this point? The guild president promised to return the hero badge to you, now come back with me."
Lu Yao looked up and saw that the door panel was knocked crooked, and frowned slightly.
When she was not in the store, external force could not force the door open.
But if she is in the store, the store door is just an ordinary door panel. If it is damaged by violence, the star door will not be affected, but the door panel will be damaged.
The Necromancer had just finished causing trouble, and now the adventurers are here again. It really seems like it will never end.
Without waiting for Clarissa to express her opinion, Si Jin walked over slowly, counting on his fingers, "You broke my door, you should be prepared to be beaten, right?"
Norman snorted coldly, not taking Si Jin seriously at all, "So what if it breaks? We accepted the mission, not only to break the door, but also to burn the store down."
Si Jin narrowed his eyes, and his round golden pupils slowly shrank into vertical pupils.
The human race is really annoying, greedy, evil, and arrogant.
Clarissa didn't dare to look at the owner's expression, summoned the red sickle, turned around and walked out.
The red pupil stood in front of Clarissa with a look of contempt, "As a fellow hero-level adventurer, I feel sorry for you."
Clarissa chuckled, her eyes sparkling red, "You don't really think you can beat me, do you?"
She became a heroic level simply because there is no level higher than heroic level.
And Hongtong needs to work hard to improve his strength in order to maintain his title of hero.
Hongtong's face twisted, he summoned his weapon, raised his hand and chopped down.
Clarissa blocked the blow with her arm, and the red-eyed giant axe hit her arm.
With a "clang" sound, the axe blade was chipped.
Clarissa grabbed the collar of Red Eyes with her backhand, and purple lightning lingered on her arms, making a "hissing" sound as if electricity was passing through. The next second, she threw the man out of the store and looked coldly at the platinum-level adventurers around her.
Outside the door, Hongtong half raised his body, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he was completely defeated.
This group of adventurers were confident of their own strength and had a heroic adventurer leading them, so they came with great confidence, thinking that they would be able to rob this store this time.
Because I wasted many days, I failed to complete the task.
Many adventurers harbored resentment towards the nail salon, and secretly thought that before burning the shop down, they would humiliate the owner and the employees.
At this moment, everyone's legs became weak, their faces were filled with fear, and they had forgotten everything they were doing.
Even Hongtong is unable to fight back, so what are they
Si Jin slowly walked up to Norman, his five fingers transformed into dragon claws, with golden dragon breath wrapped around his claws, "You just said - you want to burn down the store?"
Norman stared at the golden dragon claw, his lips opening and closing, but no sound came out.
He was actually a low-ranking knight in the temple. He was instructed by his superiors to control Clarissa, so he left the temple and became an adventurer.
Over the years, eighty percent of the tasks Clarissa completed came from instructions from her superiors.
The same was true for this A-level mission, but no one expected that Clarissa, who had always obeyed orders, would leave the team on her own initiative.
Norman thought that Clarissa was the same as always, and would immediately feel guilty and uneasy after being criticized by him, and then let him control her.
Clarissa had changed, she had become like a demon.
What’s even scarier is that this store not only has demons, but also dragons.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there were dragons in the empire.
Back then, the Jinklai clan made a contract with the dragon to defend the empire and bring glory to themselves.
Countless people envied him, and some people secretly searched for the dragon's trace, attempting to become the second person to sign a contract with the dragon.
But nearly a hundred years later, dragons became extinct in the empire.
Gradually, word spread that because the Jinklai clan drove the giant dragons at will, this country was despised by the dragon clan.
But he dared only say this in private, because the current His Majesty was the eldest prince who was rescued by the dragon on the battlefield that year.
He firmly believed that the dragon loved the empire.
But in fact, since the death of the dragon-riding warrior Jinklay, even the dragon that had made a contract with the human race disappeared.
Your Majesty now listens to the advice of the queen and firmly believes that one day, the new dragon will once again make a contract with the Jinklai clan to protect the empire.
Norman originally thought that it was impossible for there to be another dragon in the world willing to sign a contract with humans.
But there was a dragon in this store, and combined with the instructions from his superiors, he seemed to have overheard a huge conspiracy.
But Norman didn't have the mind to think about it any further, as the dragon was staring at him.
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The people from the Adventurer's Guild were dragged to the deserted mountains by Si Jin and Clarissa, and they must have had a profound and unforgettable night.
In the store, Harold and Tina lay on both sides of Lu Yao, with no intention of going out to help.
The necromancer Ambrose fidgeted as the nails on the shopkeeper's hands gradually began to take on patterns.
The pattern was really a bit... wild. It was shameful that they would stick something like that on his finger bones.
Ambrose looked at Lu Yao's hand, his eyes slowly moving upwards. It was not his illusion, the aura of this human was really strange.
He also found it puzzling that she was not affected by the magic that stopped time.
His ultimate magic can even trap a dragon, so there is no reason why it wouldn't work on a human.
Even if she had the Scythe of Death, this shouldn't have happened.
He actually had a guess in his mind, but it was too incredible.
Even the high priest of the empire who is famous throughout this continent cannot do it.
But if his guess was true, by staying with this human, he might be able to get a glimpse of the corner of the abyss of magic.
On the transparent nail plates, irregular black and white leopard prints are intertwined, looking wild and bold. Lu Yao actually thinks it looks very beautiful.
First draw two magic circles, light and dark, on the top and bottom of the armor piece that can withstand the surge in magic power, and then draw a fixed magic circle at the bottom.
No glue is needed, these nail tips will stick to your nails automatically.
When you obtain it, just draw a reverse magic circle and you can easily take it off.
Ambrose stretched out his hand reluctantly, and Lu Yao took the nail plate and gently placed it on his finger bone. The nail plate automatically shrank and then fit onto his bone.
When the nail plate is placed on the nail tray, it looks normal.
When placed on the nails, it is a neat and uniform piece of delicate leopard print, but it is scattered because of the different lengths of the nails.
In Ambrose's empty eye sockets, the red pupils shrank slightly, and he flexed and extended his finger bones unconsciously.
The usually bare paws were given an unexpected splash of color, and they seemed... really... pretty
He looked down for a while and felt that something was missing.
After a while, he took out a treasure chest from the skeleton, grabbed a handful of gold rings inlaid with various gems, and pierced them all into the finger bones.
His ten fingers were suddenly covered in jewels and with flamboyant leopard-print manicure, he looked even more like a necromancer.
"I like this." Ambrose stared at his fingers for a long time and blurted out.
Harold grabbed the necromancer's hand. He was a little proud at first. Lu Yao's manicure was of course beautiful, but he didn't want to show it. He frowned stiffly, so that his expression was a little distorted: "Since you like it, then take it off."
Ambrose: “!!!”
The three apprentices were also surprised because they had subconsciously skipped the leopard print styles when they were studying before.
Even if they like the store owner very much, they find it difficult to compliment a style against their will, and they are even less willing to learn it.
But the necromancer completely grasped that rough yet refined feeling.
Manicures are nice to look at, but a little picky about temperament.
Harold chased after Ambrose and tried to remove his nails. Ambrose covered his paws and ran around the room, finally stopping in front of Lu Yao.
"Shop owner, I've thought about it. I want to work in the nail salon. Please take me in."
He wanted to stay with this human and wait for the opportunity to peek into the magic of the abyss.
And this thing called manicure is more interesting than he imagined.
Lu Yao: "... That is to say, is there a possibility that this is a nail salon instead of an alien shelter?"
Ambrose sat down in front of Lu Yao, his aura settled, and suddenly there was a sense of unfathomable meaning, "If I am not mistaken, you should be on a journey. There is a certain ominous aura entangled in your body, close to death. And I am a necromancer, maybe one day in the future, you will need my help."
Tina suddenly hugged Lu Yao, and Mumu also stretched out her little paws, tightly pinched the corner of Lu Yao's clothes, and made a worried "chi" sound.
Harold's face darkened. He punched Ambrose hard, snorted coldly, and squeezed Mumu to sit next to Lu Yao.
Lu Yao didn't take the necromancer's words to heart.
In a sense, she was indeed haunted by something ominous.
That thing was a system that emptied her savings and forced her to open stores in another world.
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It was clearly the host who made the wish.
Ambrose was determined to stay in the nail salon, but the mysterious prophecy failed to impress the owner.
Finally, he gave a reason that Lu Yao couldn't refuse.
Lu Yao will also go to another world to open a shop, and it is impossible for her to stay in the nail salon all the time. By then, the magic manicure she developed will be abandoned.
The magic circle she personally constructed had strict usage conditions and was only available to dark magicians and light magicians.
Ambrose is an accomplished dark magician who can learn dark magic circles and take on part of the production of magic nail art.
Lu Yao only needs to find another light magician to work with him so that he can continue to develop magic manicure.
The little black dragon also has a dark attribute, but he only likes Lu Yao to do manicures for him and has no interest in the profession of manicurist.
Lu Yao would not force him, and excellent dark magicians are indeed rare.
After considering it for a while, Lu Yao agreed.
The icons of the undead on the atlas were lit up. Lu Yao counted them and found that there were still demons, vampires, fairies... and a black icon, which Tina didn't seem to have mentioned last time.
Because Mumu is here, Lu Yao doesn’t have to worry about the demon icon for the time being.
If she couldn't meet a suitable demon, she would make a set of armor for Mumu.
The little slime is wearing armor, and that scene... kind of destroys the cuteness.
Mumu has always given people a round and smooth feeling, and wearing nail plates seems a bit too sharp.
If she really wants to do Mumu's nails, she will definitely design them carefully.
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In the evening, after coming out of the nail salon, Lu Yao went to a snack bar.
She has been very busy lately and comes here much less often than before.
The captain of the guards was sitting by the window and turned around when he heard the sound.
The snack bar has closed, and the guard captain is here, probably waiting for her.
Lu Yao walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"