boom–
Kuangsan pulled the trigger.
The terrifying silver wolf was just a weak child in front of Kurumi.
The so-called divine beasts can only bully magicians who bully human beings, and in front of the god of disobedience, especially in front of such a terrifying Kurumi, they are easily knocked down.
After peeling off the shiny silver skin, the inside is still the essence of a monster, and what flows out is a bluish-black viscous liquid.
It was washed away by the torrential rain.
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The god of disobedience was a strange fellow, and the old marquis fell into deep thought.
Actually… is the god of disobedience who uses muskets.
It’s strange enough that John Pluto Smith, the godslayer, used the powers usurped from Artemis to develop the magic spear.
Does not even the god of disobedience use muskets now?
And judging from the posture of her summoning flintlock gun, it was not a whim.
Regarding his true identity, the Marquis of Vauban fell into a deep melancholy again.
The god of disobedience, who cannot find out his true identity, is indeed a terrifying enemy.
But…that’s right!
The Marquis of Vauban fell into the excitement before the battle. For many years, he has not encountered such a hunting target worthy of his passionate treatment!
He will never be afraid, never back down, he has a trump card that he has never played against anyone.
The Marquis of Vauban waved his arm violently, and terrifying legions of the dead emerged from all directions of Kurumi’s residence.
Medieval knight-like warrior…
Soldiers armed with ancient muskets…
Dead man in late twentieth century military uniform with an ancient artifact-like rifle…
There were even the elite knights and priestesses who were killed by Kurumi.
The breath of the dead is densely attracted, and all those are innocent souls who once died under the hands of the Marquis of Vauban.
They stood up with difficulty in the torrential rain, brandishing the rusted weapons in their hands, and advancing towards Kurumi.
That is another power of the Marquis of Vauban-【Death Servant Cage】.
It is the power that it usurped from the hands of Osiris, the god of the harvest and the underworld in Egyptian mythology.
It has the terrifying ability to imprison the souls of creatures with souls that it killed with its own hands and enslave them as living corpses.
Even if the servants are killed, they can be reborn, and they are forever enslaved by the Marquis of Vauban.
At the same time, a large group of gray wolves poured out of the darkness endlessly, running towards Kurumi and the hut behind her.
If kidnapping a few people can affect the balance of victory, the Count of Vauban doesn’t mind doing so.
He is still testing.
But Kurumi was a little impatient.
She held up the flintlock gun in her right hand, and a world of black and red shadows spread out in the rainy night.
With the continuous, overlapping laughter of the girls, countless nightmare-like phantoms appeared around the house.
Layers of laughter covered the sound of the rain, and those black and red phantoms solidified one by one, all turning into Kurumi in gorgeous spiritual costumes.
Princess Alice and the latent Marquis of Vauban were stunned.
Do not bring such a play, dozens, hundreds, or even more avatars have manifested.
It was a complete slaughter.
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Wearing plain white pajamas, Kurumi only held a flintlock gun in his right hand and looked up at the night sky.
She seemed to see the full moon behind the heavy black cloud.
The dark, dark cloud was obviously not formed naturally, but a product that the Marquis of Vauban attracted by using his power.
He has been waiting for this day, waiting for this day of the full moon, so his actions will definitely not be petty.
The thunder roared, the wind howled, and the rain pounded violently on the ground.
The voice of Kurumi in plain white pajamas penetrated the rainy night, penetrated the night sky, and was not affected by those noises at all.
“Nice – if your goal was just to provoke me, then congratulations, you’ve done it.”
“Then run away, coward. The old man should find a dark place to die.”
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The Marquis of Vauban tightened his face, and the green pupils in the sunken eye sockets ignited with anger.
No one had ever dared to speak to him like that.
You finish reading I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 221
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