Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Feeling the tension in the girl's body behind him, Lord was speechless.

Why is Fulilian still afraid of heights at this stage?

"Oh? So lively?" Lord raised his eyebrows after glancing at the tide of monsters below that was like a black carpet.

"Teacher Lord! Teacher Celia!" When Volame and Ella saw these two people, they were as excited as if they had seen a savior, and flew over immediately!

"Teacher! Fulilian..." Volame wanted to ask anxiously.

Lord immediately interrupted her: "The little guy is fine, jumping around, just a little afraid of heights."

He even deliberately shook Fulilian behind him, causing her to let out a short scream and hold Lord's shoulders even tighter.

"Don't move!" Fulilian whispered, "Besides, I'm not a child. I'm almost a hundred years old."

"She's still a child, only over a hundred years old." Lord let go of Fulilian, but underestimated the girl's strength. "Let go, it's time to change hands."

Fulilian finally let go of her hand and let Lord hand her into Volame's arms.

"Now, let's deal with the trouble at hand. It seems we've arrived at the perfect time."

Volame and Ella's faces flushed instantly, and they lowered their heads in shame: "I'm sorry! It's all because of us..."

"Alright, let's talk about your problems later." Celie interrupted her coldly. Her golden eyes swept over the demonic tide that was about to rush into the city below, and a trace of disgust and fighting spirit flashed across them. "So many filthy things are an eyesore."

"Sorry, it's our responsibility!"

Volame's face was full of guilt, and Ella looked at Celie with the same apologetic look.

Lord ruffled Volame's hair and said, "Alright, alright, why do you look like you're about to cry? Since it's my lovely apprentice's request, how could I refuse?"

Celie glanced at him and put down her hand that had just been raised to cast a spell. She had already guessed that this man seemed to be preparing to take action himself.

In that case, she won't compete with the other party.

Lord casually stretched out his palm, as if summoning something in the void.

The space in front of him suddenly rippled like water waves, and a small but extremely complex teleportation magic circle unfolded instantly.

Amidst the flickering light, a few subtle cracking sounds could be faintly heard.

Those were a few pieces of high-quality magic ore placed in Celia's package. They were found by Lord and were also the power source for them to release the teleportation magic.

Magical ores like this are extremely precious. They are something that only appear after tens of thousands of years in the mythological era. Every time you use one piece, there is one less piece.

But now these high-quality magic ores have been completely squeezed out and turned into powder.

Immediately afterwards, two silver-white swords containing unimaginable power slowly emerged from the ripples of space.

It is the Divine Sword Org and the Holy Sword Athos!

Lord handed Athos to Celie and said, "Help me build a barrier to protect the city and prevent the monsters from sneaking in."

Celie took Athos and snorted softly, as if she was a little dissatisfied with being ordered around by him, but her movements were not slow at all.

She arrived right above the city and activated the power of the holy sword.

hum!

An extremely huge emerald green barrier instantly expanded with her as the center, covering the entire Crescent City again.

Several monsters that rushed too fast crashed into it, and it was like hitting a solid wall. They screamed and were bounced away or even purified into powder by the life force naturally contained in the barrier.

On the city wall, those who were originally prepared to fight to the death were stunned by this miraculous scene.

The Duke opened his mouth wide, and Bishop Casalius was trembling with excitement. He could feel the terrifying power contained in the barrier.

This is probably the legendary holy sword Atos of the elves, which possesses the most powerful defensive magic in the world.

"What...what is that!?"

"A new barrier! Such a powerful force!"

“They did it!”

Hope is rekindled in people's eyes.

And Lord held the holy sword Org.

He didn't even strike any majestic pose, but simply casually pointed the tip of his sword at the tide of monsters below that was like a black ocean.

"Let's have some time after a long time." He muttered as if talking to himself.

Then, the pure white blade of the Holy Sword Org instantly burst out with a light that was enough to eclipse everything else.

Vast magical power madly poured into the sword, and after a thousand years of liberation, Orger even let out a cheerful cry.

"All liberated."

A pillar of blazing white light, so huge that it cannot be described in words, rushed out from the tip of Org's sword like a divine punishment, forming a dazzling light cannon.

The scale of this light cannon far exceeded everyone's imagination, and its width almost covered half of the battlefield.

Wherever the light passed, all monsters were annihilated in the instant of contact, without even a trace of ash left!

There were no explosions, no screams, only pure and absolute destruction.

The light lasted for several full seconds before slowly dissipating.

On the battlefield, a huge ravine appeared, several kilometers wide and bottomless.

And the tens of thousands of monsters that originally filled this area disappeared.

Just one blow.

Just for a moment.

The endless and hopeless wave of monsters that had appeared before just disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The monsters in the distance seemed to be completely frightened by this devastating blow. They let out terrified howls and quickly retreated, fleeing from this terrifying place that they could not understand.

The entire battlefield fell into dead silence.

On and below the city walls, inside and outside the city, everyone, even Volame and Ella, stared in amazement at the empty battlefield and the black-haired young man who had caused all this with a seemingly casual blow.

Their brains almost stopped thinking, unable to comprehend what was happening before them.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Is this the power of the God Slayer, Mr. Lord?

Although I already knew that the teacher was incredibly powerful, every time I saw him in person, I was still deeply shocked.

Fulilian, who was held by Celie, opened her mouth into an O shape, and her green eyes were full of shock.

What did she just see?

Is this an attack from God?

Lord, the protagonist in everyone's sight, seemed to have done nothing more than a trivial task. He casually put away Org and yawned, "Done, call it a day. Yeah, my magic control was okay. I didn't penetrate the ley lines."

Celie took out Athos, and the green barrier disappeared. "You only know how to show off!"

She looked at the two stunned disciples, her brows raised slightly. "Why are you still standing there like an idiot? You've caused such a big trouble, and we still need to clean up the mess. I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

Although her tone was cold, there was no real anger in it.

"Okay, I'm a little hungry, let's eat first! We can talk about their problems after we're full." Lord said from the side.

Volame and Ella finally reacted. Looking at the two teachers, the joy of surviving the disaster and the deep guilt intertwined together, making them not know what to say for a moment.

In the distance, the Duke and Bishop Casalius looked at each other and saw fear and a hint of relief in each other's eyes.

These two people are indeed the disciples of Master Celia!

That blond elf was probably the legendary Celia, but who was that young black-haired man? Could he also be her apprentice?

The two men did not dare to delay in the slightest. They immediately led a group of people and headed towards the center of the battlefield with the fastest speed and utmost respect to greet those people whose identities were probably terrifying enough to kill people.

At least the city was saved.

Chapter 231: Volame has a new apprentice

Lord's words "I'm a little hungry" made everyone fall into silence. Even the Duke and his entourage who hurried over were stunned.

One of the soldiers, whose knuckles had turned white from excessive tension, swallowed subconsciously.

He looked at his equally stunned companions, then looked at the exceedingly clean wasteland outside the city, and finally his gaze fell on the black-haired man in front of him carrying the holy sword.

"Eat?" the soldier muttered to himself, his brain seemingly still not recovering from the transition from despair to eating.

Not only him, but even the Duke and Bishop Casalius were in a trance of unreality.

One moment you're preparing for a bloody battle, and the next second reinforcements arrive and easily repel the monster army, but the first thing the other side says is "eat"?

The contrast was so great that everyone was stunned and didn't know how to react.

In the end, Bishop Casalius was the first to come to his senses.

He took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and bowed before Lord and Celie. "New Moon City Bishop Casalius, I would like to thank you both for saving my life!"

The Duke City Lord also reacted and quickly bowed and saluted: "Crescent City Lord Huo De, I am deeply grateful!"

His back was drenched in cold sweat. He was extremely thankful that he had listened to the bishop's advice and not treated Volame and Ella harshly. Otherwise...

The thought of the wrath he might face made his legs go weak.

Lord smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be so polite. After all, it was my apprentice who caused the trouble. As a teacher, I have to help clean up the mess."

He said it easily, as if what he did just now was not a big deal at all.

These words made Volame's cheeks even redder, and he lowered his head even lower, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Even Ella's face flushed with embarrassment, mainly because what Lord Lord said was too strange.

Although I know what he wants to express, can't he use a different adjective?

Celie spoke directly in annoyance, expressing Ella's thoughts: "What a weird metaphor! Can't you come up with something more pleasant?"

"The words are rough but the truth is true!"

Celie glared at Lord, but didn't say anything more. She just looked at Volame and Ella in front of her, especially lingering for a moment on their pale faces. A trace of imperceptible concern flashed in her eyes, but the words she spoke were still very cold.

"It's really embarrassing that I can't even solve such a small problem, but at least I'm not dead."

When Volame and Ella heard this familiar way of speaking, they felt warm in their hearts: "Teacher Celia, we..." They wanted to tell Celia in front of them the whole story.