Chapter 179: Episode 64 Attack (Part 2)_3
Chapter 179: Episode 64 Attack (Part 2)_3
Chapter 179: Episode 64 Attack (Part 2)_3"Really?"
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Lynch rubbed his head, quietly sitting inside the Drow Temple. Although his final victory was quite "spectacular," it was not an overwhelming victory. Initially, Lynch was indeed influenced by the opponent’s spell, believing that a creature with immense mental attack power was assaulting him. However, he later realized that the magic origin energy within him was in conflict with the spiritual power injected by the creature, and the type of conflict was precisely the same as the phenomenon produced by the mutual agitation of two magical energy systems. This caused him to question the authenticity of the creature in front of him. From the initial shock, and the fear in his heart upon seeing such a powerful creature, to the anxiety produced by being continuously pressured by its attack, Mage Lynch seized this flaw, freed himself from the influence of the opponent’s enchantment spell, used the Illusion Technique to escape, and finally achieved victory.
However, Lynch did not escape unscathed. His head was still throbbing with pain, and with every heartbeat, he felt as if his skull expanded in turn, his entire brain like a balloon being squeezed, ready to explode at any moment. Moreover, having just used the Magic Origin Power to counterattack, he depleted a great deal of energy, making it increasingly difficult for him to concentrate.
The Spider Goddess’s temple always appeared pitch black, the only source of light being Lynch’s Floating Disc, with the stone leg still lying quietly upon it, motionless. The title of First Family Mage Advisor did have some utility, as several Female Dark Elf Priestesses paid respect to the Family Emblem worn on Lynch’s waist, and then hurried off to
Lynch looked at the Dark Elf in front of him, filled with doubt, thinking that even in the Surface World no one spoke like this, let alone a Drow. This abrupt style of speech and behavior had never appeared in any customs, seeming to originate from another world.
Somizar naturally stepped forward to shake hands with Lynch, blocking Zilvra behind him. The Female Dark Elf used this opportunity to wink fiercely at Lynch, aligning her four fingers of her right hand, extending her index finger horizontally, and moving it back and forth under her white, tender neck.
"Help me deal with him, please..." Zilvra’s eyes pleaded.
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