Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

"Damn!"

The magician roared sharply, and his fingers quickly drew complicated spells in the air.

A azure-blue barrier stood in front of him, and a barrier that was strong enough to resist sniper rifles was able to withstand most of the enemies.

However, next.

"what!"

A harsh whine resounded from behind the magician.

The three ninjas who came in earlier already had a corpse that had turned into a bloody mess.

It was a boy, a boy in a Tang suit.

The dark black clothes made people ignore him at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but there was no childishness on his face, only an extremely indifferent chuckle.

Looking at this young man, there was a hint of fear in the magician's eyes.

Some people are as cruel as beasts when killing people, but they are also as cold as snakes and scorpions.

However, this unknown young man was different.

Indifferent, understated, completely devoid of any emotion.

No guilt, no joy, or the simplest killing intent, nothing but empty indifference.

"Damn, withdraw!"

While roaring, the magician quickly constructed a magic circle in front of him.

but.

"Bang, bang!"

Two thick voices echoed around him.

In less than a second (bbci), the only two remaining ninjas had turned into bloody corpses.

In the hands of the magician, the magic circle has just seen its prototype.

"How, how can it be so fast?"

He roared in a low voice, a look of extreme fear on his face.

However, the young man walked over step by step, with drops of blood spilling in his hands.

The young man was not injured, it was just the blood of the enemy, and it was also his heroic feat.

However, looking at the barrier in front of him, a hint of pride flashed across the magician's face.

"The enchantment that Tohsaka-sama handed over to us is definitely not something that a mere warrior can deal with."

As the magician spoke, the magic circle in front of him was constructed more quickly.

Then, under his stunned expression, Lu Yinghua's palm gently brushed over the magic barrier.

It was a pure white palm, without the slightest trace or wound, only the scarlet blood was dripping drop by drop.

Immediately afterwards, the boy roared in a low voice under the magician's surprised look.

"break!"

On the palm of the hand, layers of magic power are superimposed in an instant, and the magic power that is called 'qi' among warriors, at this moment, exerts the most terrifying power.

"Bah!"

The crisp sound echoed in the air, like shattered glass.

The barrier that was enough to withstand the sniper rifle was easily shattered by the boy's blow, but the mystery of magic was broken by martial arts at this moment.

"Extraordinary skill, great palm strength, plus this appearance, you, you are Lu Yinghua!"

The magician finally understood what kind of powerhouse he was facing at the moment.

The magician who was strengthened by Tohsaka Qi's magic was far from being Lu Yinghua's opponent at this moment.

After all, this martial artist named Lu Yinghua was selected from hundreds of thousands of people. He is a strong man with sufficient qualifications. He has been tempered by godslayers for decades. A mere magician is far from him. opponent.

"Ah, yes, it seems that there are guys in the island country who know my name, and they are all trash and idiots."

As he spoke, Lu Yinghua's fingers clasped the magician's neck, and then pinched it with a slight force.

"However, that's all, for a mere magician."

A smile flashed across Lu Yinghua's eyes, but then, a dark black flame rose from the magician's body.

That is the fire of shadows, the backhand left by Tohsaka Qi in each magician, used to control those magicians, and also used to fight against the enemy.

In an instant, the flames completely devoured Lu Yinghua, leaving only a blurred figure!

On the other side, in a manor of the Liancheng family.

Lying on the rattan chair, sipping black tea, Tohsaka Qi's eyes flashed a stern look.

"interesting."

He spoke in a low voice, with a hint of cunning in his words.