The Otherworld Genshin Impact? What happened to Cyberteyvat?!

Teacher Fischl, wearing strappy high heels, a dress, and black stockings, stood proudly between the wings of the guardian, gnashing her teeth with shame and pointing a finger at the enemy:

"Go Oz, Nightwing Patrol!"

"cracking!"

The night crows, dragging purple thunder, descended from the rift in the void.

"not good!"

The two fanatical book fans' faces changed immediately and they threw the books in their hands at Fischl in front of them.

A flash of purple lightning passed by, and the two books turned into a floating pink mist in mid-air.

"Miss, there's something wrong with these things. Don't get close."

Oz was still giving warnings as he rushed towards the enemy.

"I'm not stupid!"

Fischl shouted angrily, retreating with the female clerk, and raised his hand to summon a purple lightning ball to shoot at the two fanatical book fans.

The two wanted to dodge, but Oz, dragging the purple lightning, flashed past in the blink of an eye. The purple lightning covered their bodies, and the two men began to tremble in place with uncoordinated hands and feet.

The lightning ball summoned by Teacher Fischl also arrived the next moment.

"Zizzizi!"

“Good luck, good luck!”

The two men fell down with a thud.

"Humph, you still want to do something bad to me."

Teacher Fischl grumbled unhappily.

This wasn't the first time Fischl had encountered a situation where a fanatical book fan wanted to do something strange to her.

However, even though she has no combat experience, she is a genuine Lv.2 thanks to Oz's help. This is actually stated in her author profile.

After all, the "story of another world written by a Level 2 beautiful novelist who made a contract with the night crows of another world" can be considered as a selling point created for her by the publishing house.

Although she really wanted to say that she had no problem writing based on her own ability, as an adult, Fischl already understood the rules of how this society works.

However, even though they knew she was Lv. 2, some people still wanted to use some tricks on her, which made Fischl a little unhappy.

"Really, you have to make me recall these things!"

After complaining once more, Fischl turned to look at the bookstore employee beside him and said, "Please find someone to deal with these two—"

The young female clerk was obviously frightened, her face full of horror, and she even screamed in terror after she looked over.

I shouldn't be that scary, right?

This thought just flashed through Fischl's mind.

"Miss, be careful!!"

Oz's rapid shout came over.

An alien-shaped, curved backhand knife cut through the lightning wings protecting Fischl. When Fischl saw the pink smoke around her and realized that something was wrong, her body shook involuntarily.

"Well--"

Fischl's legs went limp and she sat on the ground, feeling dizzy. With a thud, the female clerk collapsed in front of her, her eyes tightly closed and her face flushed abnormally.

This is really something terrible, right?!

It's the kind villains often use!

Fischl also felt the unusual heat build up in her body. As a novelist, she immediately thought of many plot points, and then, finally, an indescribable panic rose in her heart.

If I get caught...

"cracking!"

Oz's voice interrupted her thoughts, "Miss, go and call for help!"

Fischl turned her head and saw that the pitch-black Night Raven was already fighting with a blond man who was holding two strange blades in his hands and wearing a meticulous white shirt and straight trousers, looking like an upper-class man.

However, in just the brief moment she looked over, the two clashed, and the blade in the blond man's hand left a hideous wound on Oz's body.

"Oz!"

Fischl shouted subconsciously, but then bit her lower lip hard and struggled to stand up from the ground.

Oz only appeared in the world with the help of her power. Even if he was defeated, he could still come back. What was really important now was that she had to find someone.

"What a pair of rubbish."

The blond man glanced at the two 'fanatic book fans' lying on the ground with a look of disgust.

If these two guys were of some use, they wouldn't be completely useless.

A hint of seriousness appeared on the blond man's face, and he narrowed his eyes slightly as he stared at the nagging Oz.

"Get out of my way, you stinky bird!"

"cracking--!"

Hearing the shrill cry, Fischl turned around involuntarily, and what came into her eyes was the scene of Oz's wings being completely cut off by two consecutive black lights.

Fischl opened her eyes wide unconsciously, watching the blond man twist his neck, move his hands and feet in the final lightning that Oz transformed into, and then look towards her.

It's impossible to win.

Unlike her, who only became a Level 2 by relying on Oz's contract, the other party is a real killer.

The other party raised his leg and stepped out of the lightning, walking towards her step by step.

She also stepped back subconsciously, but her limp body fell to the ground after only two steps.

The black stockings on her legs were worn out and had holes in them, her high heels fell to the side, and her body was covered in dust. Fischl looked at the blond man who was approaching her in a disheveled state, and finally realized something.

There is no way to escape.

Even Oz is gone—

The blond man took out a white handkerchief with a pink center from his pocket and said nonchalantly:

"Why don't you just get in the car earlier? You made me dirty my clothes."

Fischl looked at the handkerchief in the blond man's hand in horror, the fear suffocating her like a tide.

Even Oz is gone, who else... who else can save me...

"Oh!"

Fire exploded, and Fischl, with her eyes wide open, watched as the blond man's profile deformed and tilted in front of her eyes, with a few splashes of water spraying out and then immediately vaporizing and disappearing, and then the whole man flew to the side.

The white handkerchief remained in the air, floating back and forth before falling to the ground.

"Hey, are you okay, Mr. Fischl?"

Fischl, slumped on the ground, stared blankly in the direction of the sound. The black-haired young man was smiling brightly at him, his sleek arms still in a fist-raising position, with swirling flames surrounding his fists.

Only then did Fischl realize that the flames were actually fists.

The black-haired young man snapped his fingers, showing her a symbol on a light screen, and said cheerfully:

"I was just cleaning up the small fish hiding nearby. Sorry I might be a little late, but now—"

Luo Mu turned his head to look to the side, and shouted calmly:

"The police are investigating! Everyone, get down on your knees!"

police……

Fischl was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his eyes felt a little sore.

Chapter 42: Try the combo that even Fischl and I are excited about! (Mist)

【Abyss Devout】

【Lv.2】

【Physique: 36】

[Skill: "Alienation Sword Technique"]

Luo Mu looked at the blond man who got up from the ground and was wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said "eh" softly.

An opponent whose skills were displayed in the attribute column? This was a treatment he had never seen before at level 3.

No wonder Fischl lost so badly despite being at Lv.2. As someone who could defeat Lv.2 with a combo at Lv.1, he now has a deep understanding of the significance of skill completion.

but,

"You only bully non-combatants,"

He waved at the blond man whose face practically showed the expression "gentlemanly villain" and raised the corner of his mouth, "Shall we practice?"

The gentleman with a swollen face had a gloomy expression and patted the dust off his white shirt. However, the fabric still had traces left on it after rubbing against the ground that were difficult to clean.

"Do you know that I hate it most when people dirty my clothes?"

Luo Mu rolled his eyes: "Sorry, I don't know. But I know that if I send you in, you can get a new set of clothes for free, and they are numbered."

"Bastard!"

The blond man roared and suddenly rushed forward.

Luo Mu's face was full of excitement, and the feeling of adrenaline rushing came again, but his slightly narrowed eyes were full of seriousness.

After all, if you get hit by those two knives, it won’t be a joke.

He stared at the blade wielding in the hands of the scoundrel.

sideways.

Backhand technique to lock the arm.

The blond man's left arm was grabbed by him, but his right hand reacted quickly and slashed with the blade.

So fast!

He swept away the rapidly approaching sharp blade, and the hairs on his back stood up, and the sense of crisis seemed to sting his skin.

Not daring to hold back, Luo Mu's body was swirled by a green wind. He suddenly bent down, grabbed the blond man's left arm and pulled it down.

The blond man was forced to bend forward and did a somersault in front of him. The moment he landed, he twisted his body and right arm like a gymnast, and the blade attacked again.

Luo Mu raised his leg and struck the side of the knife, and the blond man took the opportunity to sweep his leg.

His standing leg was swept into the air, but he grabbed the blond man's left arm for support and hit the man's chest with his elbow.

"..."

Fischl tried to move away a little, and watched the fight between the two with fear in his heart.

Hand-to-hand combat is always the most thrilling, and using bare hands and hand-to-hand combat can further increase the thrilling level.

The two men fought each other like this, and the blade was always only a millimeter away from Luo Mudu. If there was any mistake, Fischl's mind would naturally recall the scene of Oz's wings being cut off.

"Are you Level 1?"

At this time, the blond man's doubtful voice came from the battlefield.

"Any questions?"

Luo Mu grinned.

"I think you want to die!"

The blond man roared, and Fischl was also stunned.

This police officer is only Lv.1?

Even she, a Level 2 officer, was no match for that man. How could this young police officer, who was only a Level 1 officer, win?

Unexpectedly, compared to her own outcome, the first thing she thought of was whether the police officer would get into trouble or whether he would... die.

Should I do something? Should I beg for mercy? If I follow him, will this officer be spared?

This wasn't an easy decision. Fischl knew that if he fell into the hands of these obviously suspicious guys, he would definitely not have a good ending. It might even be a nightmare. But causing a young and brave police officer to die in vain—

"Oh!"