(Fourth more...)
(I hope you can support me a lot...)
On the main street outside the student cafeteria, in that dark iron cage, Frye, who had fallen to the ground, just got up, rushed over with one hand and grabbed Frye's scarf.
Fu Lei only felt a flower in front of her, and the hand that grabbed her scarf showed a wave that was not too strong, but with her slender body, she was absolutely unable to resist and pulled her at her. past.
"Peng..."
With a muffled noise, Fulei smashed the iron pipes on the edge of the iron cage. Although she didn't hit her head, her body was a little bit painful.
Frey raised her head like a conditioned reflex and looked in front of her. In the next moment, a man with the same hair color as her, and a face that was more than 70% similar to her, the pupils were also red, but there was a sharp murderous look. A face was printed into Fulei's field of vision.
Looking at this handsome face with a scary complexion, Fu Lei murmured blankly.
"Rocky..."
The boy who Frey called Loki glanced at the entire iron cage, and then looked at Frey coldly.
"Are you doing something that makes people want to laugh again?..."
"Um..." Frey seemed to be very afraid of Loki, shrank her head timidly, but still answered Loki's question with a mosquito-like voice.
"If you don't do this... you can't win... the'Night Club'..."
"Even if you do, you won't be able to win at the'night party'!" Loki uttered indifferent and extremely impactful words.
"Don't you still understand how weak you are? Haven't you understood the fact that you are the weakest among the participants in the entire'night party'?..."
"The most...weakest..." Frey was indeed hit quite a bit, but. She herself should also know this clearly, so instead of refuting Loki's words, she spoke weakly.
"That is... even so... I am a puppeteer..."
"In my eyes, there is no such thing as'Is it a puppet?'" Rocky looked at Frey coldly.
"There are only the terms'strong' and'weak'!"
"And you, that's the latter!" Throwing down these words, Loki violently thrown off Frey's scarf, causing Frey to stumble and almost fell to the ground.
"If you understand, just throw that kind of thing away..."
Saying such a sentence. Loki's sharp gaze also moved to Frey's hand.
In Frey's hands. A pair of fingerless black gloves that only the participants of the'Night Party', a hundred'gauntlets' can have.
The landing code embroidered with gold thread on the gloves is-'silent roar'!
Obviously, the so-called "that kind of thing" in Loki's mouth refers to Frey's gloves!
On the battlefield of the'Night Club'. No matter the'automaton' was destroyed by the opponent. Or maybe the doll has defeated itself. No one can accidentally lose the qualification to participate in the'night party'.
The only criterion for determining the outcome of the'Night Club' is the presence or absence of gloves!
In other words, if two puppets are engaged in a clever battle at the'night party'. If you want to win the opponent, the condition of victory is not to destroy the'automaton', nor to defeat the puppeteer, but to win the opponent's glove.
Once the glove of the'gauntlet' is taken away, then even if his'automaton' is still alive, it will still have leeway, and even the opponent who took his glove will be taken away by him. Half-dead, he is about to win, and he will still be declared defeated.
Of course, in the'Night Club', the'gauntlet' cannot directly attack the puppeteer, otherwise they will be disqualified from participating and will also be declared defeated.
Therefore, defeating the opponent's'automaton' and taking away the opponent's gloves has become an inherent process of victory.
In other words, if Frey's gloves are really thrown away, then Frey's qualifications to participate will be gone.
Feeling Loki's gaze, Frey couldn't help hiding her hands behind her, shrinking, but she didn't follow Loki's words to throw her gloves away.
"Cut..." Rocky twitched his mouth suddenly, his eyes turned to the side, a black-haired wolfhound-Rabbi who was grinning at him.
"This guy, is you relying on you to participate in the'night party'?..."
With these words, Loki's body suddenly emerged with a strong magical power.
The mechanical humanoid'automaton' standing behind Loki suddenly raised its metal head, and a pair of originally dull eyes flashed with red light, like an activated instrument, inside the body, There was even a sound of'click, click, click'.
"If you don't plan to give up your qualifications to participate..." Loki lowered his head, and his bangs covered his expression, but the magic surging from him was getting stronger and stronger.
"I will destroy it!"
"—!" Fulei was shocked and shook her head desperately.
"do not want!"
"Then you throw the gloves away!" Rocky's face was ruthless, but there was an imperceptible anxiety in his tone.
"Throw it away!"
"But...but..." Frei was so anxious that she almost cried.
"If you throw away the gloves... the rabbi will do the same... and everyone..."
"Huh..." Loki snorted coldly, no longer talking nonsense.
"wisdom
Angel! "
The robot-shaped'automaton' named Zhi Angel moved in response to the sound. On its back, there was a wing interspersed with spikes, and the two giant blades on its back rose and fell one by one, and landed on it. On the robotic arm, as if it had been integrated, it was attached to the arm and installed.
"Mand!"
Accompanied by a mechanical cold sound that seemed to come from some instrument, the angel of wisdom raised a hand equipped with a giant blade, set off a strong wind and a scream, and slashed mercilessly towards Loki. The rabbi grinning.
"Rabbi!" Frei's scary face turned pale all of a sudden.
"boom!"
Just when Zhi Angel's giant blade was about to slash the rabbi's head, one of the walls made of glass windows and doors suddenly burst open in the student dining room next to it.
Immediately afterwards, a figure burst out of the student dining room with a sound of breaking through the air, just like a fighter jet roaring in mid-air, a flashing body came to the front of Zhi Angel, and a slender figure was stretched out. 'S hand, facing the giant blade that slashed from Zhi Angel.
The next moment, a transparent protective barrier made of crystals, with the slender palm of the giant blade facing the wise angel slashing as its source, shook like a ripple on the water, and expanded. .
"Qiang—!"
The huge blade that slashed down suddenly fell heavily on the transparent protective barrier composed of crystals, and a ball of shock was exploded in the sound of a clash.
From this it can be seen how heavy the force carried on the giant blade is.
If such a blow is allowed to be on the body of a rabbi who has not even opened the magic circuit and has not received the magic of Frey, then there is no doubt that the rabbi is definitely dead or alive!
Obviously, Loki really wanted to kill the rabbi!
However, this mortal blow was firmly blocked by the sudden protective barrier.
Until then, Loki and Frey could see clearly that they rushed out of the student dining room and came to the front of Zhi Angel, propped up the protective barrier, and blocked the whole view of Zhi Angel's blow.
The pink hair is slightly swelling, with a white halo on the head, a pair of crimson pupils undulates with an illusory frame, and pink wings are dotted behind it, bringing up patches of pink feathers and shocking The long swing of the knight's uniform that floats back and forth in the wind and waves is like an angel.
Amazingly, it was Icarus!
"Eh..." Fulei's face was full of surprise.
"It's you?…"
"You..." Loki looked directly at Icarus who was supporting a protective barrier made of crystals. His red eyes shrank, and then he turned his head violently, letting his sharp and vigilant gaze sweep quickly. After passing around, finally stopped at the glass door of the student dining room that just exploded.
A man in uniform with a pair of burgundy pupils was standing at the position of the exploded glass window door. One hand stretched out forward, and the palm of his hand fluctuated into the magic of the real aperture.
Looking at the man who was still in the student dining room, standing on the cracked glass door, extending a hand that was undulating magical aperture, Loki's eyes were filled with dignity and hostility. At the same time, there was a wave of hostility. .
"'Scarlet eyes'..." (..)