On the roof of No. 57 Zebra Street, thick smoke was belching from the black chimney.
The brightly lit room was filled with the rich aroma of cooking and the laughter of the girls.
Tonight, Noren and Irena are the chefs. They are friends but also rivals in love. After many years, they meet again without any sense of incongruity and cooperate very well.
The main course is tomato soup hotpot, served with sliced beef, mutton, tripe, pork throat, bamboo shoots and crispy meat.
They also thoughtfully provided a sauce of oil and sesame sauce.
The side dishes are roasted lamb leg, smoked pork chop, braised spareribs, steamed crab, abalone soup, and smoked fish.
And of course, there are dumplings.
The guests sat around a large table in the living room. They had never enjoyed such a revolutionary delicacy before and they were like starving ghosts. They were quick to act and almost came to a fight.
On the Administration side, Amber and Damon were of course coming. From the Night Watch, only Tria and Liz came, because Hayden still had to guard the palace, and Old Neil had to go back to work overtime.
It is worth mentioning that Novia is here too.
As the number one traitor in the Valerius family, she should have gone home for the New Year, but the family was in danger recently, so after discussion, her father and mother sent her here and even asked her to bring some New Year gifts, some very expensive jewelry, and high-level magic tools.
Originally, my sister was still very reserved.
However, when the aroma of roasted lamb legs wafted out, she became a little restless.
Finally, she put the bag down, and with her delicate, white and tender fingers, she tore off pieces of tender roasted lamb leg meat, stuffed them into her mouth and chewed slowly. Her red lips were stained with shiny oil, and her expression was extremely satisfied.
After bringing some New Year's Eve dinner and gifts, the unfortunate Charles went home to be with his sister and grandmother.
As for Dean Hodel's New Year's Eve dinner, it was brought to the academy by his familiar.
Li Xini originally wanted to send a copy to the director, but no one knew where he went.
There was no sign of him either at Barron Manor or at the Administrative Office.
Not even in the hospital.
The long street was empty, and every house was brightly lit.
On the last day of the year, people send each other their most sincere blessings.
And expectations and aspirations for the coming year.
Of course, not everyone is in the mood to celebrate the New Year.
For example, the manor of the Valerius family was deserted. Everyone from top to bottom was troubled by the sudden charge of treason. They lost their appetite and tossed and turned.
Originally, after Phyllis confessed, Licinius, the traitor, should have been exposed.
Because it was he who personally sent the female swordsman to the guillotine and ruined the family.
But Licinius had a plan in advance.
That is, when Phyllis confessed, she fabricated some false charges against him!
This can be interpreted as the Control Bureau being the one actually responsible for the case of treason.
That is, the Director.
Licinius was just a tool, and it was not easy for him to triumph in the operation. He sent the female swordsman to the guillotine as quickly as possible and did not let her provide more evidence.
Archduke Bern did not doubt this because it was indeed more reasonable.
After all, Licinius was just an inspection minister.
The real power of life and death over the Administration is still in the hands of Constance alone.
The so-called information gap is such a useful thing.
As long as the Valerius family does not know his true abilities, they will always underestimate him and believe in what he shows on the surface.
Therefore, in the eyes of Valerius' family, Licinius has done his best to clear the family of the charges. After all, they are all in the same boat. Even he himself has been splashed with dirty water, which has caused problems for his position in the Governing Body. He may even have to undergo strict interrogation and questioning.
In short, there is only one word: miserable.
The difference is that the Valerius family is really miserable.
The company was harshly criticized by all major newspapers, and its large-scale industries were hit hard.
And Licinius, he was really hilarious.
"What is the young master doing?"
Noren ate papaya milk, curled up on the sofa, and looked upstairs.
"I don't know. He just ate a few bites of food and went upstairs."
Irena said blankly: "I don't know what he is busy with."
o
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On Li Xini's desk, there was a pitch-black sniper of destiny, which looked cold and eerie under the light.
And on the table, there was a small wooden box.
Inside the box was a silver steel nail.
Countless strange spells were entangled on the steel nails, like living worms.
This was the only trophy obtained in the battle with the old sword master, a holy relic called Scream of the Undead, which had a rare spiritual effect and could temporarily shatter a person's consciousness and soul.
Most likely, they were given by old nobles to the old sword master to seal him.
“The attack power of the Destiny Sniper is very high, but the prerequisite is that it must hit a person. For example, Augurola has many means to withstand the shooting of bullets.
But if I integrate the Scream of the Dead into the Destiny Sniper, so that the bullets fired have the effect of scattering consciousness and soul, the threat of this sniper will at least double!"
Li Xini licked his lips and said, "Well, it should work."
He raised his right hand, and a pure black hexagram matrix flashed by, and gray mist surged and filled the air.
After a moment, the silver steel nails disappeared.
The Destiny Sniper didn't seem to have changed much, except that its edges became sharper.
Li Xini tried to touch the Destiny Sniper and could vaguely feel the shrill screams of countless dead souls.
Fusion successful!
"Hmm, what other materials do I have? It seems that I have no more. Oh, by the way, I still have half of the branch of the World Tree! I got it when I fought with the old nobles last time, but how do I use it?"
Licinius stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
As the enemy becomes stronger, he has to try to strengthen himself.
In addition to the Rhine Gold and the Red Rose, which provided him with the basis for fighting against the warlocks, his greatest reliance was these powerful thermal weapons, which he advanced through continuous upgrading and transformation.
Of course, by continuously allowing the gray mist to soak into thermal weapons, they can also be gradually advanced and undergo a qualitative change.
But the transformation and upgrading will undoubtedly bring about a leap-forward growth.
Eventually become like a warlock, with all-round combat capabilities.
"Annihilator, Sniper of Fate, Shield of the World, Justice and Axiom, there are currently four forms of Ouroboros. I have fused them into countless rare materials and relics. They may seem to be four forms, but in essence they are still one relic. So, can the four be combined into one?" Licinius murmured.
The four become one, integrating the abilities of all the holy relics and evolving them into their ultimate form!
This sounds outrageous and I have no clue at the moment.
Anyway, it is impossible to get a result using Baime-chan's most basic divination matrix.
In other words, if this thing can really succeed, it will be a thermal weapon of extremely high status!
"I don't know what the ancient evil spirit power that Baimu-chan mentioned last time is. If I can seize that opportunity, my combat ability will be improved to a higher level."
Licinius glanced at the time on the clock and said, "Well, it's almost time."
He walked to the balcony and pulled out a thousand paper cranes from the gray mist.
"Meow… "
The white cat landed on the windowsill, staring at him with scarlet eyes: "Is this the little gadget you've been making these days? It looks ordinary, but I can feel the energy contained in it. The material is not ordinary paper, right? The wind tonight is northwest wind, it should be able to fly very far."
Li Xini casually released the thousand paper cranes, and a whistling wind blew.
Thousands of paper cranes fluttered into the air and took off, flying through the deserted streets and alleys and across the brightly lit city.
Flying towards the clouds, with distant thoughts.
"You are really attentive to your Majesty." Augurola said softly.
"Why? Are you jealous?"
Licinius smiled and said, "You also have a New Year's present tonight."
Augurola tilted his head: "Hmm?"
"I can let you suck my blood all night long."
Li Xini smiled and said, "This is called treating everyone equally."
Augurola rarely teased him, and said calmly: "Just breathe for a while, I want to prepare to return to... no, to be promoted to the demigod level."
Li Xini was stunned: "What do you mean? Are you leaving?"
“I’m not leaving the capital, but I can’t advance in your house, right? You’ve already used the Eye of Annihilation to kill Lisa Kandil, and I’ll only hurt you if I stay with you. What’s more, I came to the capital this time not only to kill the mad lion and save you, I have other purposes.” Augurola’s tone became a little more serious.
Li Xini frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.
"Why, you can't bear to leave your sister?" Augurola said with a smile.
"No, I just thought I could help."
Licinius was a little unconvinced.
"You are a dark magician, how can you participate in a battle on my level?"
Augurola smiled coquettishly and said, "Okay, dear. If nothing unexpected happens, I will give you a good thing for self-defense after I advance to demigod this time. How about it, is my sister good to you?"
Li Xini curled his lips and snorted coldly.
"Hey, are you still in a bad mood?"
Augurola smiled and said, "Come on, I'll turn into a queen, let me take a bite..."
o
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The northwest land, the forbidden land of sequence number seven.
The giant dragon, burning with holy light, broke through the dark clouds and swooped down.
Wiltiana lay on her back on the dragon's back, her white military uniform outlining her perfect figure, her slender long legs crossed, her toes swaying intentionally or unintentionally.
The wind blew her long golden hair, making it sway like the sunshine.
She seemed to be staring at the night sky in a trance, but her beautiful dark golden eyes were glowing with a golden glow.
The subconscious mind has entered the spiritual world.
After advancing to the demigod realm, warlocks gain the ability to cross dimensions.
What they can easily enter anytime and anywhere is the first dimension of the alien space.
Here, only warlocks at the demigod level can enter.
Therefore, it became a meeting place for demigods to discuss important matters.
Even though they are tens of thousands of miles apart, they can clearly feel each other's will.
"It's the end of another year. This time it's my turn to pay the Astronomy and Astrology Association for observations, so I'll probably be an hour late. Let's decide who will be next year."
In my subconscious, an old man’s voice sounded.
The Creed Church, the Old Man of the Mountain, and the rank of demigod.
At the same time, a distant, sacred voice sounded: "According to the order, the High Priest of Light of the Holy Messiah Church will pay the reward. But the problem is that we have more than one demigod in the Holy Messiah Church. After sending them around, we will still have to bear the responsibility in the end. One year later, it will be our Pope."
“Hehehe, who told you guys in the Messiah Saint Church have so many demigods? It’s so cool under the goddess’ skirt. I wonder what color the skirt of the goddess of light is, ahahaha!”
It was a voice that sounded childish and nervous, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman. "If you ask me, it would be too much trouble to pay the Astronomical Astrology Association every year. Why don't we just control them? All of us demigods can come together to keep them captive and turn them into our little cuties!"