I ruined Tyra.

"You don't think you can kill me by setting a trap beforehand?"

W shook her head. She was not sure that the current traps could kill Vaifan, who was proficient in fire magic.

However, she prepared for several hours in advance, not just for this trap.

Calculating the time, it's almost all done.

"If we really want to use traps, we need enough of them. Major client, please let me know how many you want?"

"How many do you have?"

Tallulah retorted, but she was not just talking to get information, but also to secretly prepare a spell to deal with this troublesome little bug.

Now, her spell is ready.

"Poor, hateful inner enemy, my fire has come upon you.

You will pay for your betrayal."

W then realized that he was surrounded by an invisible fire that he could not feel the heat, let alone the sense of crisis.

But W is a ruthless person who can survive on the Sarkaz battlefield and make a name for herself. How could such a small trick kill her?

W just pressed the button in her hand, and an Originium bomb buried not far from her was activated, which blew a gap in the invisible flames surrounding her and she escaped.

"Wow! Your choice of words just now was really disgusting.

What's with that tone? Who are you talking to?"

Tallulah did not expect that this spell could easily get rid of the troublesome insects. For the Ursus nobles, being able to defeat a strong enemy in all aspects is a great honor.

"you.

Because you hate that kind of wording, and you hate me pointing out your purpose, W."

W's expression remained unchanged. Did he expect her to be shaken by such low-quality rhetoric?

"Huh? Should I thank you for taking the time to understand my preferences? And for deliberately changing your words to stimulate my emotions?

What purpose could I have? Tallulah, how many people you kill has nothing to do with me.

You keep saying you understand my thoughts? Are you sure that your little head that is obsessed with weaving conspiracies can also guess what I am thinking? "

Tallulah chuckled. She liked this kind of opponent who refused to admit defeat even when the time came.

"W, you want to stop me from using the core city to attack Longmen."

W, whose heart was touched, remained expressionless, and just uttered a soft "oh".

But it was precisely because of her attitude that Tallulah was determined in her decision.

"If you were just seeking some kind of revenge, you wouldn't have chosen this moment.

For you mercenaries, if you want to kill someone, you can wait until Longmen and I are both defeated before taking action. This is the wise thing to do.

You keep saying that you are using communication to get information from me, which is another cover-up. Because you didn't care about the direction of the integration movement before, you only cared about the money.

Now that you are asking me, the leader of the Reunion Movement, these questions, it can only mean that you have other requests."

When Tallulah said this, she looked at W, whose lips were already twisted, and said with regret.

“You know, I wouldn’t kill you if you didn’t care so much about this upcoming war.

I like you because you please me, and I will not execute a harmless clown.

But unfortunately, now you are just a madman who is trying to kill me by any means possible."

When Tallulah reached this point in her sarcasm, she discovered something even more interesting.

“W, you don’t even try to judge my good or evil, let alone understand my plan.

Are you really, as you say, a madman filled with a desire for destruction?"

W's defense was broken because the opponent hit her spot, all of it!

"Would you please stop--"

Before W could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tallulah.

“Unfortunately, you are not.

You want to stop the Reunion Movement, you don't want the Core City to attack Longmen, although I don't know the specific reason yet, but this is your intention.

It's all obvious. I have no plans to check your mind. You took the initiative to reveal your little secret to me."

At this point, the corners of Tallulah's mouth curled up. This feeling of defeating the opponent in all aspects really made her happy.

W was angry, and she decided to throw the jar into chaos, so she overturned the table and stopped playing.

So she took out another remote and pressed it.

"That's a lot of nonsense. I'll have someone collect your pieces and throw them into the sewer, provided that there's really anything left of you."

The moment W pressed the remote control, she could clearly feel that the Originium bombs she had converted with her own hands were emitting violent energy fluctuations.

This energy conversion is becoming more and more violent. I believe that the heat and shock waves emitted by then will surely smash this hateful guy to pieces.

This thought continued until she saw Tallulah finally draw the sword from her waist, because the other party had inserted the sword into the ground.

The sword vibrated slightly, and W could even feel the heat coming from the floor beneath her feet.

Soon, Tallulah drew her sword again, put it back into the scabbard, and said proudly.

"Is this your trap?

Try it again, W, and press that button in your hand."

Although he already had the answer in his mind, W still couldn't believe it and pressed the button again.

But there was no flame, no burning, no explosion as expected.

She planned carefully and twisted her body hard to get into the city-state's steel foundation. Hundreds of bombs placed in the city-state disappeared.

She activated her Originium technique and sensed the position she had set up in advance.

There was no rapidly erupting hot air, rushing shrapnel, let alone a thrilling explosion.

The place where the source stone was originally buried deformed, melted, and sank inward. Molten iron dripped and ignited the old paint around it, emitting an unpleasant smell. That was all.

The cunning dragon girl poured magic into her sword, and the heat was directed into the steel ground beneath her feet, radiating to each of her traps, literally melting their structure and properties.

What a terrifying Originium technique! This thought flashed through the minds of W and every Doctor Terra who saw this scene.

But as someone who has experienced it personally, W obviously thinks more than others.

Because she knew she had completely screwed up.

Thinking of this, W was hit by a fireball from Tallulah and flew away, rolling all the way to the wall before stopping.

She struggled to get up and coughed a few times. The fireball just now was not only powerful, but also had unbearable heat. The heat burned into her mouth and nose, causing her to cough painfully.

"Cough, cough, ha! Dragon Girl, you are really strong."

At this moment, Tallulah, who was already sure of victory, was obviously relaxed, because she didn't think the opponent had any means to kill her.

“Is this result also within your plan?

Let me guess, your plan is to perform a suicide show with an impromptu explosion for me? Is that right?

You shouldn't waste our time."

W exhaled a breath of hot air, and she finally felt some relief from the pain.

W sat down against the wall and tidied her messy hair because she finally realized that something was wrong.

Inès said that there were two shadows in Tallulah's body, and the Originium technique she just used could not be performed by someone who was not much older than her.

"Don't be so arrogant, ahem, Tallulah, no no no, are you really Tallulah?

Who should I call you now? I can’t even decide.”

After hearing that the other party began to doubt her identity, Tallulah remained unmoved. She had already prepared herself mentally when she released her Originium skills just now.

She walked slowly to W and looked down at W who was trying hard to look up at her.

"I don't need a loser to define me, W.

For the pleasure you bring me, choose a way to die.

Do you want to be burned to death? Or thrown from here to the core city and killed? Or do you want to be pierced to death by my sword? "

W laughed.

"You think you can kill me?"

Tallulah drew her sword, looked at herself pierced by the blade, and prepared to stab the other person.

"A sword is something that has been forged through thousands of trials and tribulations. From the moment it was born, the sword was destined to be a weapon.

And you are nothing more than a body that has never died."

After hearing what Tallulah said, W and the bystanders already had the answer in their minds: a dead guy who could possess other people's bodies.

She raised her head again, looked at the spotless sword in the other's hand, and said with a smile.

"Oh, really? I'm really honored.

Am I the first person to be stabbed to death by this sword?"

"It's a shame that you have to come in second."

W laughed, seemingly sarcastically.

"Hahaha! You know, among the people killed by the bomb, you don't even rank at all!"

In fact, W just used up all the Originium she got from Qicheng, but there was still one Originium she didn't use.

That is the Originium in her own body, because she is a Sarkaz who is accompanied by Originium dust all day long.

Just now when he was sitting against the wall, W reluctantly picked off a fragment of Originium from a part of his body and secretly activated his Originium skills to turn it into a brand new bomb that would not misfire.

Then she rushed towards the Dragon Girl in front of her holding the activated bomb. This time, the other party had no way to interrupt the Originium bomb in her hand.

Facing W's final madness, Talulah realized that she had been careless and could not dodge at this moment. She could only place the sword in front of her, and waves of heat appeared in front of her to try to shield her from the danger.

But W still valued his life. When the Originium bomb was about to explode and could not be interrupted, W jumped over Tallulah, left the bomb in front of the astonished opponent, and then ran to the window that was taller than a person.

"boom!"

The Originium bomb exploded in front of Tallulah, stirring up bursts of black smoke.

At the last moment before she lost her vision, she saw the other person being blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, smashing the window and falling down with black smoke.

After a long while, Tallulah, who was unharmed, waved her hand to disperse the remaining black smoke.

"Ahem! Although your defection did not surprise me, you yourself have brought me too many surprises.

As the opening of a comedy, it does make sense.

May your death be painful enough, Victoria W. ”

Chapter 215: Cradle of Suffering (3) The Man Walking Towards the Sunset

There are still 31 hours before the core city of Chernobyl hits the gantry.

After W was disconnected, Hellagur was still curious about how the plot would unfold next. Until he saw the reassuring figure, he already knew the general plot that would follow.

When the Patriot returned with the key, Tallulah invited him to meet her in the reception room, which made him feel strange.

Because logically, Tallulah should be on the bridge of the core city waiting for his key to activate the core city.

However, now not only has the core city been activated, but Tallulah has also, contrary to her usual practice, invited him to the reception room.

This confusion continued until he entered the reception room. The Patriot looked at the devastated place with some surprise. If Tallulah had not been waiting at the end, he would have even thought he had gone to the wrong place.

He carefully crossed the potholes on the ground, fearing that a wrong step would cause the ground structure to be unable to support his body weight and collapse.

After finally arriving next to Tallulah who was still admiring the scenery, the Patriot took out the key from his armor and placed it in front of Tallulah.

"Leader, the key."

This time, Tallulah finally turned her head, but she did not take the key from the Patriot. Instead, she said to him happily:

"Sir. Your return makes me feel much more at ease."