Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

Although the young man was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes. It was hard to imagine that something like "majesty" could be seen from the face of a 12-year-old soft and cute lady, most of it was just a child's anger.

"The one who came here is actually the real body. Could it be that he has decided on me? Mei Lian Solomon."

Mikael's expression was very calm. In other words, only Mei Lian came here alone is the most surprising. The burial organization has never talked about martial arts, and it has never been singled out if it can fight in groups.

Instead, most of the time, Mei Lian appears as an adult wearing cassocks, which is the changing image of his left wrist. Only a few people know the real body of the boy, and Mikael is one of them.

"You could say the same."

Mei Lian nodded without humility. As one of the oldest ancestors of the Dead Apostles, who once followed Zhu Yue's existence, he did have the confidence.

"I came here with good intentions, wouldn't I not even have a cup of hot tea?"

"Well—"

Mikael threw over a can of black tea angrily, and bought some from a self-service vending machine earlier, "Let's make do with it, this is the only one."

"Oh—? Canned black tea is really rare."

Mei Lian looked at the aluminum can of black tea in his hand with great interest, like a child who discovered a new toy, he pulled the tab and took a sip, without any doubt that it was poisoned.

"It's not good, it's not black tea at all."

The boy's picturesque face wrinkled, and the magic power surged in his hands, evaporating the black tea and the aluminum can.

"Let's make do, this is not your castle, and I am not your servant, Mr. Crown."

Mei Lian didn't speak, and the two of them just sat in silence, looking at the direction Aoki Aoko and Youzhu left earlier.

"I have read the book you wrote. The theory in it is very interesting. You have value. Join the burial organization so that you can survive."

Mei Lian opened his mouth to break the silence. Such an important matter in his mouth is as simple as what to eat tonight. Although the burial mechanism is a sharp blade for killing dead disciples, it does not exclude dead disciples from joining. It really did it Learn from barbarians to control barbarians.

"I'm really flattered that my theory has been approved by Mr. Wang Guan, but..."

Mikael couldn't help chuckling, "Do you really think you've got me determined?"

Mei Lian didn't make a sound. Facing the extremely mysterious [The Fool], he really wasn't completely sure.

"Well, let's take a step back and say that Mr. Wang Guan came here alone, probably because he didn't want people from the burial agency to intervene. Or, you want to get something from me, and you don't want the Church of the Holy Church to know, but I don't remember. I have something of such value."

Mikael's words were very relaxed and comfortable, even if he was one of the oldest dead disciples in front of him, it didn't affect him.

"I need that potion, you should know what it is?"

Mei Lian responded, her voice was soft but with an undeniable momentum, "That kind of alchemy potion that can restrain the blood-sucking impulse."

Hearing Mei Lian's words, the smile on Mikael's face froze, but soon returned to its original state. Although his face remained the same, there was a huge wave in his heart.

While the starlight in his body absorbs magic power, it will also feed back some knowledge, and the potion that can suppress the blood-sucking impulse is made by combining that knowledge with alchemy, which can greatly suppress the blood-sucking impulse of the Dead Apostles.

He has only used this potion on a few experimental subjects and has not made it public. How did Mei Lian know about it?Could it be that someone in the organization betrayed him?

In an instant, Mikael thought a lot in his brain, and the smile on his face disappeared. It would be easier to talk about other medicines, but the medicine that can suppress the blood-sucking impulse must not be handed over to Mei Lian.

After all, one of the most important raw materials in medicine is his own blood, and Mikael doesn't want to be caught by those ancient dead disciples and become a "blood slave" who produces blood.

Mei Lian didn't say anything more, for the sake of the princess in the Millennium City, he was bound to get the potion to suppress the blood-sucking impulse.As the fifth place in the burial agency, No. 27 of the 20 ancestors of the Dead Apostles, although he looks like a soft and cute little Zhengtai, he still has his own arrogance in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he had some interest in the theories put forward in Mikael's book, I'm afraid he wouldn't have talked so much with him who doesn't even have "ancestral" level strength, and would have robbed him long ago. No matter how mysterious it is , If the strength is not enough, everything is empty.

Mikael didn't doubt Mei Lian's determination at all, but he didn't have the habit of waiting to die, so what if he was the ancestor of the ancient Dead Apostles?

"Sorry, I've never heard of this potion."

Mikael spread his hands and replied sincerely.

"It seems that you refused."

Mei Lian said word by word, invisible magic power gushed out from his body, filling every corner of this space.

"it's a pity."

The wind suddenly began to flow. This was a strong airflow formed by the flow of magic power, which made it almost impossible to breathe. The ancestor of the ancient Dead Apostle who lived for thousands of years was not comparable to a young Dead Apostle like Mikael.

Snapped--

Mikael snapped his fingers, but the expected passage to the Sea of ​​Illusion did not open.

"Aren't you going to have any preparations for me?"

Mei Lian shook her middle finger, and put a new ring on it. This magic dress interfered with the stability of the channel between the Sea of ​​Illusions and the real world. If she wanted to forcibly enter the Sea of ​​Illusions, Mikay might I'll just twist into a lump of meat sauce in the turbulent flow.

"It seems that you are really determined to eat me."

Mikael looked up to the direction of the ceiling, and he knew that above the sky, the demon with the title of "King of the Sky" was hovering over Mei Lian's right foot, ready to unleash a powerful blow at any moment.

That is a god-level fantasy, a miracle that does not belong to this era, and it is far stronger than the golden wolf Beowulf, and can even compete with the "ancestral" level of the dead.

As a former Son of God, although she permanently lost her limbs when she was a human being, Mei Lian herself possesses a high level of spiritism, and has a method similar to [Fantasy Manifestation], which is a human wish. As a prototype, Mei Lian's vision is used to color it, creating analogues.

Among the many demons he summoned, four replaced his lost limbs, and these four demons were all mysterious at the highest level, and each had power comparable to the 27 ancestors of the Dead Apostles.

What's more, Mei Lian is still an ancient dead disciple who followed Zhu Yue, probably the heroic spirits summoned in the Holy Grail War, some of them are not his opponents.

【It's really tricky...】

Facing the overwhelming force, Mikael sighed deeply in his heart, opened the pocket of imaginary numbers with great effort, and took out the [Goddess Tears] from it.

It was such a simple action that made Mikael's arm bloody and bloody. The alloy-like arm bone was full of criss-cross cracks, and it looked like it would break at any time.

"exponentia forum (Counterspell)"

He recited a brief incantation, and the [Goddess Tears] in his hand shone with dazzling light, looking like a blue sun.

The light became more and more dazzling, and when it reached the top, the sun shattered - along with it, the ring on Mei Lian's hand, the ring that could disrupt the connection between the sea of ​​imaginary arts and the real world.

"This is... magic?"

Mei Lian frowned slightly, rubbing the finger that lost the ring, wondering how Mikael destroyed the ring.

"It's not such a shallow method."

Without the interference of the ring, the corners of Mikael's mouth rose slightly, and the majestic magic power gathered in his palm, and the magic power particles gathered into the shape of a ribbon, and sprinkled bits and pieces of light.

"Wait a moment!"

Mei Lian naturally recognized the magic that Mikael was casting. If the magic was really successful, she would have to search for his location all over the world. It would not be so easy to find this guy.

The blue light burst out, illuminating every corner of the room. This light flooded everything like a tide, and when the tide ebbed, only an empty room was left.

Whether it was Mikael or Merian Solomon, they all disappeared from the room.

.........

"What happened?"

Aoko Cangzaki looked in the direction of the hospital from a distance, with undisguised worry on his face. A powerful magic power erupted there, but it disappeared in a flash, and then fell into a dead silence.

"It's okay, I trust Mr. Mikael."

Kuonji Yuzu comforted Aozaki Qingzi, but judging from her tight lips, her heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.