Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 668 Boundless Darkness

The Lord of Ice had been tricked into becoming an idiot by someone, and his tone of voice was extremely strange.

Lowry felt a chill run down her spine.

However, he had no way of proving his terrifying nature.

Although he once wished to grow up to be more imposing and strong, unlike the child from a boat family he once was, unfortunately, he was born with a white face and still couldn't achieve that.

Her hair was very thick, and even if she didn't sleep for days and nights, it wouldn't fall out for no reason.

Lowry originally thought that he had combined the strengths of both the Gezar family and the Montes family.

The big, burly rhinoceros-like men... are mostly bald.

Most members of the Count Montes family had short hair, not because they liked it, but because they would lose hair if it grew long.

The only exceptions are Lowry and Fabrice's biological father, Alex.

Although Lowry didn't like him, she couldn't deny that he had inherited almost all the good qualities of both his parents.

He has a well-proportioned figure, is tall, has a small head, and has three-dimensional facial features with a soft outline. Although his hair is not as thick and strong as Lowry's, it is still the fine and soft hair of the Montes family, but at least it can grow smoothly to his back.

The Montes family probably saw him as a glimmer of hope for them.

So everyone was very enthusiastic towards him.

Lowry's hair is certainly better, but the Montes family simply can't say things like, "If I took good care of him, I could grow it like that too."

His hair was clearly inherited from Yagris; it was a very typical Gezar hairstyle.

It's shiny and glossy; a flick of the head and it's like a waterfall.

For the Montes family, the image of Alex, who could only be properly bound behind them and who, even when flying in the air, was just a small broom, was still one of their own.

However, even though the Montes family lived in such a cold place as the North, they did not grow thick body hair like other locals.

On the contrary, the men of Gezar, although living in the central region, are all covered in hair.

However, they are closer to the short-haired tribe.

Lowry had a roommate like that in his previous life... Perhaps he was a bit conservative; although he admired people who looked healthy, he didn't like the overly muscular bodies of international students at all.

It might be because white people who come to art academies to study oil painting are more successful than native-born Chinese who go abroad to study Chinese and ancient history.

To his regret, even after arriving in this world, he only fulfilled half of his wish.

I finally have a head of great hair that looks good no matter what I do with it.

As an artsy young man, even if Lowry is very frugal, he still wants to try to make his hair more colorful... However, staying up all night and the challenge of dyeing his hair are a bit too much.

His cat refused to accept it and simply chose to leave.

Rather than focusing on the dazzling array of colors, Lowry genuinely wanted to keep her hair.

However, in this lifetime, he can snap his fingers and make his hair more colorful than rainbow candy... without worrying about hair damage, and without even needing to touch up the color.

As a result, he felt that his original hair was fine, and it had completely lost its former restless energy.

It's as if the person who was unwilling and torn between these conflicting feelings simply didn't exist.

Even though she already knew that people are born to make trouble for themselves, Lowry was still in a daze for a few minutes when she realized that she was the same type.

His biggest regret is that his skin has changed from a smooth, slightly yellowish complexion to an ivory white that makes it slippery even for a cat's paws.

You can't even see a pore.

Although the Montes family members are also fair-skinned, their skin looks like it has a hard, scaly texture... Even without hair, their skin has a scaly appearance.

Lori had been wondering for a long time before it finally dawned on her that this was a characteristic of angelic blood.

This angelic ancestor of mine doesn't care at all what bloodline talent or genetic traits he inherited, but he is extremely particular about his appearance... it must be absolutely perfect.

So no matter how much Lowry does, how much sun he gets, or how many fights he gets into, he will eventually return to his perfect form... leaving not even a pore, let alone a scar.

Sigh... The air is so quiet, why is no one responding?

Lowry sighed softly, stepping on the dragon's tail that had somehow appeared beside him with one foot, while rubbing his wrist, which was so sensitive it didn't even give him goosebumps.

Travis looked left and right, but ultimately chose to remain quietly in his seat.

The Lord of Storms remained silent for several seconds before slowly asking, "Who are those people outside? Why won't they let us see clearly?"

The place where the Lord of Ice resides should be a frozen wasteland, filled with bright, shiny icicles.

But when they landed, all they found was a silent darkness.

This is definitely not normal.

After all, even if that group of people liked to cause trouble in the dark, Lori's Crystal Palace was always brightly lit!

Even the Ice Lord, that silly goose, managed to think of a way to warn them that something was amiss here →_→

But no one wanted to understand his hints.

Lowry didn't want to say a word.

He never imagined that defeating him would only require a palace official from His Majesty the Emperor. Perhaps it was the association of an evil god with this kind of creature that gave him a sense of...familiar yet strange disorientation.

Since the Lord of Ice doesn't even consider them humans a threat and is clearly only talking to the Lord of Storms, let's just let this exchange return to the channel of the gods.

Lowry felt he didn't have that ability.

However, after intimidating people with his shrill voice, the Lord of Ice seemed unwilling to speak again, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Fortunately, a god spoke up.

"It really is a storm..." A languid, ethereal, and slightly sexy voice rang out.

"Dark...Dark Night?" Storm asked in surprise. "What's wrong? Where are the enemies?"

"Hmm... how did you get here? Aren't you one of Amannata's men outside the surveillance cameras?" The Goddess of Night didn't answer, but instead turned to ask them.

"The cold spring here is connected to the icy lake at Lori Castle, which shocked us," the Lord of Storms answered honestly. "As for the two foreign enemies, although we didn't kill them, they had no chance to struggle."

They haven't fled yet; they're probably waiting for things to end here.

Didn't we agree that we should try to expel them rather than let them perish in our world and affect the laws and information of a certain area?
Then I can only have our people continue to stall for time.

"I was getting so bored while waiting, and when I heard some noise over here, I came over to take a look."

"Oh... is that bitch Rainwater here too?" The Goddess of the Night calmly uttered the curse.

Lowry raised her head slightly and found that Travis, who was looking at her, also had his pupils dilating, just like hers.

These are not words that the Goddess of the Night would utter!
Although she has a sharp tongue, she prefers to use elegant, non-vulgar language to utter the most unforgettable and vicious words, and she basically avoids using such simple, concise, and clear profanities.

"Did the rain upset you?" Storm asked cautiously, his tone unusually careful.

Lowry had guessed a little bit about it.

The one standing outside right now should be the goddess of the night with her pure black face.

But this guy is dark-skinned, which seems a bit odd.

"It's nothing. I just heard some unsettling stories from these guys," the Goddess of Night replied calmly. "It gave me an urge to overturn everything and reduce everything to nothingness."

"What... huh?" The Lord of Storms was a little confused. "What could be more important than our world?"

The sun still rises as usual!

"This guy……"

There was a loud 'thud' outside, sounding like something heavy had been kicked away.

“It was sent by a fellow named Poseidon,” the Goddess of the Night said calmly. “He is said to be a sea god who has lost his world.”

Oh, is Lowry next to you?
He should know who this is.

After all, this guy acted quite arrogantly, as if I should kneel down just because he said his name.

ridiculous!

"A stray dog ​​dares to be so arrogant!"

The Lord of Storms cautiously approached Lori: "What do you know? Tell me quickly."

“Poseidon of the Greek world.” Lori was a little nervous, so she quickly organized her thoughts and gave a rapid response, “Greece was one of the original worlds.”

The Greek gods were destroyed because they went too far.

But they were indeed very strong; their home, Mount Olympus, was even absorbed by Mount Paradise.

Zeus, the chief god, is said to be asleep, but he is still alive.

Poseidon, one of Zeus's two brothers, was indeed very powerful.

His daughter was the Suffering Lady of Sigil.

Although the reason is unknown, the Lady of Pain, who usually only cares about the affairs of Sigil and doesn't concern herself with others, has now become involved in this attack on our world.

"For, her father?" the Goddess of the Night asked with great interest.

“Impossible,” Lowry asserted. “Although she forgave her father, who wanted to marry her off to a god in another world, she would never be close enough to Poseidon to help him seize a world.”

If this happens, it can only mean that they share a common goal.

Or, Poseidon offered a benefit that would tempt even the Suffering Lady.

But that's practically impossible.

Lady Pain is purely neutral; she has no faith, no fame, and only trusts her own blade.

However, once she's truly enraged, she's the kind of person who won't back down even if it kills her.

"That's good." The Goddess of Night seemed to be in a better mood. "Although we're enemies now, maybe we can sit down and have a chat sometime in the future!"

The Lord of Storms abruptly turned to Lori, and two whirlwinds that had transformed into eyes spun and leaped wildly... It seemed he did not agree.

(End of this chapter)