Chapter 2850: Compare

Shilock, who had fallen into a state of illusion, was like a puppet, lacking expression.
But in this state, she has another unique charm.
Quiet, beautiful, yet wild, coquettish, stunning, yet stable... Sherlock's state at this time happened to be a perfect blend of these completely contradictory adjectives.
I have to admit that the charm exuded by Shilock at this time is only a little bit comparable to the Phoenix.
With the gaze of admiring master art, I quietly admired Shilock, but Spitz on the side teased me in an ambiguous tone: "Hey, I said, you won't be infatuated with her, right? "
"Don't talk nonsense!" I retorted him righteously: "I'm just appreciating. Appreciate or understand, don't you think she is very attractive at this moment?"
Spitz first glanced at Shilock with a strange look, then looked at me with an ambiguous look, and let out a wretched laugh.
Too lazy to care about him, I continue to be immersed in Shilock's charm.
At the same time, a few meters away from us, the black-skinned man was holding the golden gun in his hand, and looked at Spitz and me with alert.
Probably because I was afraid that we two suddenly broke out into trouble.
But after being on guard for a few minutes, it was discovered that Spitz and I had no intention of doing anything. Instead, one was gazing at Shilock intently, and the other ridiculed me with a smirk, and finally he was relieved and guarded. The status has also been reduced a bit.
However, he did not take this opportunity to attack us. Perhaps he has noticed that his strength is not Shilock’s opponent at all. Before his companion dominates or kills Shilock, he rashly makes a move, which is likely to interrupt his companion. The situation under control, and once the situation is broken, Shilock regains his freedom, and he and his companions, and even his Majesty the King, will be in crisis.
This is the situation he least wants to see.
In the tenth minute when Shilock fell into the illusion, her dull face suddenly had a look, but there was a heart-piercing wailing.
The wailing was only for a moment, but the sound spread far, like the howling of an injured beast, which shook my ears.
After finally regaining my hearing, I listened to Shirlock repeating the same sentence: "Don't...don't...don't...don't..."
The voice was short, hurried, panicked and full of worry.
"What happened to her?" I asked curiously.
"I don't know." Spitz shook his head: "But it's by no means forced or humiliated. This expression is like an extremely important companion being destroyed."
"Is my important companion destroyed?" I thought for a while: "DiRigi?"
"Impossible!" Spitz categorically denied: "Anyone can be destroyed, but Di Ruiji is impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?" I wondered: "Just because her body is the plague?"
"Ask if you know?" Spitz gave me a sharp look.
"I know, but I don't think that Di Ruiji is completely invulnerable. You think, she can even be transferred to the Hefeng Continent without knowing it."
"Who taught you the common sense that being transferred is equivalent to being destroyed?" Spitz snorted and said: "Your Majesty has also been transferred, but he has never been destroyed in any way, and no one dared to destroy him."
"Well, I was wrong." I shrugged, and I said, "Can you tell me, except for DiRigi, who else is important to Shilock?"
"Where do I know?" Spitz said: "If you want to know, you can ask her in person, and I believe she will not refuse you."
This is really like asking no question.
The repeated chanting lasted for a full five minutes before Shilock stopped, but then, her temperament changed, her anger rushed into the world, like a demon god.
The terrifying aura that came suddenly shook the earth directly, and even cracks appeared in the connection world.
"Stop! Stop!" The black-skinned man yelled hurriedly, unsteady, sitting on the ground.
He shouted to Shilock, but stopped, it was a white-skinned man.
It's not that the fair-skinned man wanted to stop playing, but because he was also unstable and fell straight to the ground, the flute in his hand was even inserted more than two inches into the ground.
As soon as the flute stopped, the illusion gradually disappeared, and Shilock also gradually recovered. She looked around blankly. When she saw me, her body became stiff, and the next moment she rushed over, and she was within one meter of me. I stopped where I arrived, Xing's eyes widened, staring at me, eyes full of surprise and unstoppable excitement.
"You...you... so you didn't..." However, the voice stopped at this point. The excitement and surprise in her eyes gradually dissipated. She was sluggish for a moment. Slightly disappointed: "It turns out... so you haven't..."
"Nothing?" I smiled and looked at her: "Isn't it awakened yet?"
She nodded disappointedly.
Spiez on the side suddenly smiled at me: "It seems that the important person is far away in the sky, right in front of my eyes."
"Right in front of you...you mean me?" I wondered.
"Who else is there besides you?" Spitz smirked: "Did you not see her expression just now?"
"The expression just now...?"
I whispered.
After a while, Shirok returned to her usual expression. She once again turned her gaze to the white-skinned man, and said with a smile: "What a great combat skill, even I will be hit!"
Not far away, the white-skinned man who had just risen from the ground stared at Shilock, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What is your entanglement with my Seagod? Why do you want to kill evil here?"
"He's scared," Spitz sneered: "He didn't use combat skills any more, but adopted the mouth-cannon mode."
"That's for sure, after all, false gods meet true gods, and they will be judged."
I smiled and agreed.
"Flowers can't say that." Spitz retorted me: "Poseidon is naturally a false god, but Shirlock is not a true either. She is just a relatively powerful creature. In comparison, the two are like ants and humans."
"This description is a bit inappropriate" I shook my head and said, "If it is really the gap between ants and humans, the aura she just broke out should be enough to destroy the entire Seagod clan."
"Do you think it was not destroyed?" Spitz snorted coldly, and said, "If someone maintained the enchantment and continuously injected magic power, this enchantment would have been shattered long ago. If it weren't for the sound of the flute, the momentum would be timely. Convergence, even this continent may be shaken in two."
After listening, I said in horror: "Is there such an exaggeration?"
"Yes" Spitz said seriously: "You think it hasn't, because you haven't seen it, but I have seen it!"
He looked solemnly and said: "There was once a planet that fiercely resisted our clan's invasion. In the end, their continental plates were destroyed by your majesty's full blow."
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