The villain's way to tame the protagonist

It’s as if…as if I belong to him too.

Hydra's horrific body almost infinitely amplified Sitana's body. Even the power injected by the phantom was enough to almost make Sitana burst. She had not yet fully adapted to the method of using this power - using the phantom of the body as a medium to draw on the horrific power of Hydra's body and infuse herself. Once she was familiar with it, would she no longer need this process and could directly add the power of Ansher's body?

When she becomes stronger, will she be able to add the physical strength of the complete Hydra to her own body... How powerful will she be by then!

"call……"

Her lungs, which had been squeezed by gravity to the point where they could hardly expand, now exhaled a hot, blazing breath like steam. Her eyes, which had turned into enchanting vertical pupils, walked towards Tyr step by step, more and more steadily.

"She is a genius, Arthur." Flamel praised sincerely, "her future is limitless."

"I know." Anser held up his face and chuckled, "This is Xitana."

"Hey, I said."

Standing in front of Tyr, she could reach out and touch him. Having successfully completed the test, Hitana raised her chin slightly and said, "You said at the beginning, you didn't want me to touch you, you wanted me to attack you, right?"

Tyr raised his eyebrows slightly: "If you still have the energy to spare, you can give it a try."

He did not add any more gravity, but Tyr, who was also the leader of force, knew very well that Sitana's body had reached its limit of bearing Hydra's physical strength.

If she poured more strength into it, her entire body would explode because it would not be able to withstand the enormous physical force that could shatter mountains.

"There is a limit to how much you can look down on others."

With her savage nature taking over, Sitana curled her lips and said, "My boundaries are different from yours, big guy."

"Besides, even if it reaches that limit, even if it really explodes..."

She put the five fingers of her left hand together, turning them into a palm knife, and her snake eyes flashed with a brutal madness that belonged to her and also came from Hydra!

"Wouldn't it be more effective if we just let it explode somewhere?"

At this moment, her left arm was deformed, twisted, and expanded, but it also swept up a terrifying force that could tear through the air and easily shatter even the heavy pressure. At an extremely tricky angle, in the blink of an eye, her five fingers were like a white thunder, piercing Tyr's heart!

Bang!

Hitana's entire left arm exploded instantly, and the shattered flesh and bones splattered all over the girl's face, making her excited and joyful smile look both terrifying and charming.

In an instant, she poured all of Hydra's physical strength into her left arm. Even Hitana couldn't grasp the terrifying power and almost inserted it in the wrong place.

"..."

Tyr lowered his head and looked at the two fingers inserted into his heart, which were almost halfway inserted into the chest.

But this large part of the knuckle cannot be described as "just", "actually" is the most appropriate description.

This third-level girl actually stabbed most of the knuckles of her fingers into her own chest.

The strong man was silent for a moment, and then said sincerely:

"amazing."

"Hehe, of course, I'm Xitana, Anser's Qi-ah!"

When Hydra's physical strength was drained from her body, Shitana's whole body instantly went limp and she collapsed to the ground like a boneless person. Fortunately, Ansher appeared in time and hugged her.

"That's almost it."

The young Hydra reluctantly put his arm around the girl's waist: "It doesn't have to go to this extent."

"I just can't get over this...ton ton ton..."

After drinking the potion Anser fed her, Xitana wiped her mouth, glanced at Tyr, and said with a pout, "I always feel that this big guy is looking down on me. Doesn't that mean he is also looking down on you, Anser?"

Anser laughed and said, "Tyr thinks highly of you. His sudden and powerful blow could kill a Level 4 warrior instantly. If you hadn't had your spirit essence to block it, you would have been in big trouble."

“…Eh, is that so?”

Xitana scratched her head and said, "Who made him look like he didn't contribute at all?"

"Of course I didn't contribute, but for you, Xitana, it's already too much."

"…I'm sorry, Master."

This three-meter-tall strong man who looked like a terrifying murderer actually bowed deeply to Anser: "This is a necessary test."

"I know that Xitana has also adapted to the deeper use of the Head of Power in no time. You did nothing wrong." Anser waved his hand, "Don't worry about it."

He held the limp Hitana in his arms and sat back at the tea table. The girl was so shy that she didn't know what was going on, but she had no strength to struggle. She could only bury her head in Anther's shoulder like an ostrich. However, due to her tall stature, this action was a little difficult to do, and she looked extremely cute.

"How's it going, Lawrence?" Anser asked the gray-skinned rat on Savile's shoulder with a smile, "Is Xitana doing well?"

"fine?!"

Lawrence sighed in a little boy's voice like an aria: "Oh my God, young master, this is more than just okay, this is simply perfect, incomparable perfection!"

It jumped off Savile's shoulder, stood on the tea table, looked up at Sitana, and said with a rat face, "In two or three years, I will definitely need you to protect me, Miss Sitana! No, maybe it won't take two or three years."

"The skill and talent of driving the body is simply unheard of... In such a short time, he was able to adapt to the power of Hydra's body being infused into his body, and he was able to completely guide it to a certain part before exploding..."

Torado was amazed. "In terms of talent, it's no exaggeration to say that he's twenty blocks ahead of Tyr, the stubborn one. He also has an unknown powerful spiritual power... Should I say, you are worthy of being a young master. You can actually find such a monster in such a remote place in the north?"

"An, Anser." Xitana's cheeks were burning as she whispered in Anser's ear, "Can you please stop letting them say that? I... I can't stand this."

"Hmm? Don't you like to hear people compliment you the most?"

"That's different! They... they are my elders anyway, but that's not right. Anyway... it's too weird!"

"That's weird, huh..."

Ansher, holding Xitana in his arms, suddenly laughed. He turned his head and looked to the other side, just opposite the tea table, in the other corner of the courtyard.

"What do you think of my Sitana, the great Sitana?"

"Miss Mingfuluo?"

Chapter 8: Hydra's Dilemma (K)

The relationship between Ansel and Ming Furo is very subtle in the eyes of the outside world.

He knew that most of the alchemical instruments developed by Furo were conceived by Anser - this was the biggest secret between them, and only a few people in the entire empire knew about it.

But on the surface, Ming Furo is, well... a loser in the eyes of the public.

Three years ago, there were rumors that Mingflora Zeg would become the leader of Anser, but in the end, Anser left the imperial capital and gave up on her.

To be honest, this apparent relationship was indeed the intention of Anser to take Ming Furo as his chief confederate, and Ming Furo also had the same idea; but to be honest, this relationship was revealed more to cover up the secret of their joint research on new alchemical equipment.

Therefore, in Hydra Manor, both servants and masters knew this unfriendly female scholar.

The other leaders also had some impression of Ming Furo, but it was just some impression.

To them, the role abandoned by their young master was of no value.

But looking at the current situation...why does the young master seem to be paying attention to her again?

The leaders of the clan turned their eyes to the other corner of the courtyard, where they could see vague human figures hidden by the lush greenery.

Of course they knew that someone was there, but since Flamel didn't say anything, as the leaders of the contract, they certainly wouldn't say anything, let alone care.

Hitana was actually surprised, because after yesterday's battle, she didn't really want to see Ming Furo... And speaking of which, how could that weakling, who hadn't been touched by Ansher and was lying there like a useless person, twitching from time to time, wake up earlier than her?

Ming Fuluo appeared from a hidden corner of the courtyard. She first saluted Flamel, then slowly shifted her gaze to Xitana.

The tall girl sitting on Anther's thigh felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. She had wanted to stand up and look at her proudly, but her sore body almost made her fall to the ground as she moved around foolishly. Fortunately, Anther held her steadily, but to others, it looked like... she was twisting a few times in Anther's arms to show off while being stared at by Ming Furo.

This made the atmosphere of the scene become a little subtle.

"Hey, Lao Sa."

Lawrence climbed onto Savile's shoulder again and whispered, "What do you think... what is the young master going to do? Are you going to watch two little girls fight for you?"

"Don't comment on the young master's decision, Lawrence."

Xavier, who was standing by, said softly, "Just watch quietly."

"..." Lawrence shook his beard, muttered "boring" under his breath, and ran to Torado's feet, not knowing what he said to him.

Ming Fuluo was not moved by Xitana's performance. She stared at the girl in Anser's arms and said calmly:

"I have no right to comment on a battle of this level, but since it is Lord Anser's request..."

She paused and said expressionlessly, "From my perspective, it is impossible for a level 3 transcendent to break the body of a top level 5 warrior. This proves that Miss Lance has a talent and ability beyond the limit in combat."

After hearing this, Hitana felt relaxed and at ease, and she felt that the guy in front of her looked a lot more pleasing to the eye.

It seems that what Anser did yesterday was quite effective! Now you know who is older and who is younger, right?

"but--"

This abrupt turn caused Hitana's expression, which had improved slightly, to freeze on her face.

"Based on my observations of Miss Lance's battle this time and the records from the previous times, I can be sure of one thing."

Ming Fuluo pushed up her gray glasses and said indifferently:

"You, have no way of controlling your emotions or even your strength in battle, Miss Lance."

"..."

Xitana opened her mouth slightly but could not utter a word, while the other contract leaders looked like they were watching a show.

"She has a pretty sharp eye... or is it the effect of those strange alchemical glasses on her nose?"

Torado glanced at Ming Fuluo with interest: "Her current soul state is also very interesting. Is it the work of that guy Soran?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with getting excited when fighting." Lawrence crossed his arms, "Passion is a warrior's best weapon, right, Tyr?"

"The best weapon for a warrior is himself." Tyr said solemnly, "Whether it's passion or reason, it all depends on the individual."

The discussion of the heads of the clan did not affect Ming Fuluo. She continued to stare at Xitana, meticulously following Anser's orders, and continued to express her own opinions:

"In terms of combat, I don't have enough capital to criticize Miss Lance who is stronger than me. But from the perspective of personality alone, I can infer some possibilities from Miss Lance's performance in combat."

"——She is not only unable to control her emotions in battle, but in many cases, especially in situations that severely affect her emotions, she will easily make incorrect choices due to impulse. Normally, as the head of the clan, Lord Anser should be able to control her well, but the actual situation should be..."

The pair of purple eyes did not move towards Anser, and the icy look behind the lenses did not waver at all:

"Not only will Lord Anser not control her, he will indulge her behavior. Now is the critical period of the sixth level transition. Miss Lance's personality and behavior pattern may cause great trouble for Lord Anser."

"you--"

Xitana was so annoyed that she wanted to refute, but after thinking for a while, she found that she couldn't seem to find any words to refute.

After being trained by Anser, she has had a very clear understanding of her own personality, temper, and ability to cause trouble. Although she has made some progress, if someone really deliberately makes some calculations in this regard... she actually has no idea.

So after arriving in the imperial capital, even though Anther basically didn't give her any tasks, Hitana had been patient, fearing that she would do something to bring trouble to Anther.

"Hahahaha, that doesn't matter. If I made a mistake, I made a mistake."

Flamel laughed heartily: "Hydera has the power and ability to make mistakes, and even continue to make mistakes. As a part of Hydera, Qi Shou is naturally the same."

"I am not questioning your wisdom or power."

Ming Fuluo actually had the courage to talk to Flamel directly, and even seemed to want to "refute" his words: "But the imperial capital now seems peaceful, but in fact it is in turmoil. The emperor's life has come to an end. She doesn't want to die and is already extremely crazy. It's not surprising that she does anything. Let me give you the simplest example-"

Her tone, which was flat, made people feel very uncomfortable, and her next words made the faces of the leaders change slightly:

"What if Miss Lance is framed because of her character and then killed by the Emperor?"

Anser's eyes narrowed slightly. "It's a wild imagination, but I can't let this happen."

"But the Emperor can make anything happen."

"That doesn't matter." The modern Hydra smiled and said in the tone of a mature elder helping a young man solve a small problem, "I will kill Efesand in advance. She has lost her spirit a long time ago and will not be my opponent."

"That's the point, Mr. Flamel."

While Ming Furo was talking to Flamel, she was still staring at Xitana. Although it was obviously disrespectful, it had to be said... Xitana was now quite annoyed by her stare. She was full of anger but had no way to vent it.

"Are you really going to take care of the emperor's problem yourself?" she asked.

"...Hmm?" Flamel raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that you don't have much confidence in me, little girl."

"Even if it's you, can you ensure that you can kill the emperor at the first opportunity?"

Ming Fuluo asked back: "If you want to fight the emperor, you will definitely bring all the heads of the contract, and at this time..."

Her gaze shifted to Anser: "Who will guarantee Anser's safety? He can kill one fifth-level, two, three, or even more... but what about ten, twenty, or thirty?"

In the silence, the woman spoke in a voice of indifference, words that were extremely bold and offensive to the gods:

"I think that any fifth-order transcendent in this world would be extremely eager to destroy the god that stands above him."