Dragon Race: Dragon of Eternal Time

Chapter 63 Serving the Wind Demon Sickle Weasel
"Now it's your turn to answer my question." Mai Shutoku said lightly.

"Well, it looks like you're not eager to invade the basement." Caesar shrugged indifferently.

For him, as long as he stays here, he doesn't mind delaying time like this.

"You said it yourself. I have other companions. But the elites of your executive department are out on missions. Among the students, you and Chu Zihang are the strongest." Mai Tokuku stated his purpose calmly, " I just need to drag you here, and leave the rest to that three-none girl with zero miss rate."

"It's rare that we have the same goal, but you're wrong about one thing." Caesar smiled faintly, and waved a finger, "The strongest student among the students is neither me nor Chu Zihang, but Someone else."

"Oh? Who are you referring to?" Mai Shutoku asked suspiciously.

"He's a freshman named Mo Shi, and he's an unprecedented 'Super S' class." Caesar's expression became a little complicated, "Neither Chu Zihang nor I are his opponents."

"Sounds amazing, I'm looking forward to the day I meet him." Mai Shutoku chuckled.

"..." Mo Shi was a little dumbfounded.Unexpectedly, the two of them could talk about him while they were chatting, and he himself was still hiding in the dark watching the play.This is a bit embarrassing, but it seems that Caesar still approves of him.

"Well, I still want to ask, what is the 'Three Nurses'?" Caesar asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"It's the one that has no figure, no face, and no enthusiasm. It's the opposite of me." Mai spread her hands.

"It seems that I am much luckier than Chu Zihang." Caesar said with a smile, "I can fight against a beautiful opponent like you."

"It's good that you know, you were able to judge our location for the first time just now, your speech spirit should be 'Kama Itachi', right?" Mai Tokuku expressed his guess.

"Yes. 'Speaking Spirit · Itachi', serial number 59." Caesar confessed. 'Sickle Weasel' is a relatively common speech spirit, and there is nothing worth hiding.

"I know that Kamaitachi is the three wind demon brothers in our Japanese mythology. They will hide in the wind and cut passers-by with the wind blade formed by the high-speed wind." Jiude Mai said lightly, "The words named after it Spirit, the releaser can command the wind in the domain, drive the wind in the domain, capture all the sounds and feed them back to him.”

"That's right, even in the dark without a ray of light, I can identify the enemy's position through the wind, and thus control the entire battlefield." Caesar's ice-blue eyes were full of confidence.

After listening to the explanation of the two, Mo Shi suddenly realized why Caesar could not perceive his existence, because "unknowable" is not just as simple as making the caster's body invisible, even any sound made will be isolated open.

Caesar couldn't catch Mo Shi's voice, so he naturally didn't know that Mo Shi, the only audience, existed.

"You are very confident, then let's continue." Jiude Mai sneered, "Turn off the lights, I attacked you before, and now I let you step, isn't darkness your home field? It's your home field."

"Okay, it seems that you are also confident." Caesar replaced the two "Desert Eagles" with new magazines.

"Wait a minute." Jiude Mai put the Glock pistol in his hand on the table next to him, and took out two silver headbands from his close pocket.

"You please." Caesar said indifferently.

She straightened her long temples as if no one was there. Her long temples seemed to have been kept for a long time. They were two feet long and as black as ink. They looked like ancient Japanese women in Ukiyo-e paintings.
The combination of such two long temples and her sporty girly high ponytail has a sense of nobility and mystery.

After combing the long temples, Jiude Mai put on a silver headband at each end of the temples. The headbands were carved with exquisite and lifelike butterfly patterns.

She picked up the Glock pistol again, while Caesar clenched the "Desert Eagle" in his hand, and two "click" sounds resounded at the same time.

"Cassel College, Caesar Gattuso. According to what you say in Japan, come on." Caesar spread his arms like eagle wings, and the two silver "Desert Eagles" glowed with a cold light.

"What grade are you in?" Mai asked suddenly.

"Third grade." Caesar was slightly taken aback, "Why are you asking this?"

"Oh, Mai Shutoku, from the Department of Music at the University of Tokyo, has received the mayor's scholarship and has graduated for two years. Join me." Mai Jiutoku's crimson eyebrows rose,

"It's only the third grade, and the words 'I think I'm cool' are already written all over your face. But in front of me, you are just a junior. If you admit defeat now and call me 'senior sister', I can let you go." One horse."

Caesar's expression turned cold, he remained silent, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were cold. He was a little angry now.

"It seems that you are a man without a sense of humor. You are really boring." Mai shrugged, turned around, with a high ponytail flying, "Okay, let's start."

"Norma, prepare to turn off the lights." Caesar snapped his fingers crisply.

"The lights will be turned off after a five-second countdown."

Norma's voice sounded in the hall of the Hall of Valor, and the crystal chandelier on the dome began to flicker, which seemed to be a sign that the power supply here was about to run low.

“5、4、3、2、1。”

The moment Norma's voice fell, the entire hall of the Hall of Valor was plunged into boundless darkness.

At the same time, Caesar's dragon blood boiled in his body at this moment, and he raised the power of "Speaking Spirit·Weasel" to the highest point, and the domain range was fully opened. He issued an order, and countless "Weasels" danced wildly in the dark hall.

Wave-like sounds rushed towards Caesar at this moment, including the "sizzling" sound of the current when the power was cut off, and the "swish" sound of the tail of Jiu De Mai's horse tail being flicked. "What was captured was magnified several times in his mind.Let him feel like he is in the sea of ​​sound.

In the field of "Scythe Weasel", he can always catch the sound of the opponent's action in advance, that is to say, he is invincible.Unless the opponent's attack speed can exceed the speed of sound.

"What's going on?" Caesar's whole body trembled slightly, and the finger on the trigger of the "Desert Eagle" was not pulled off.

An unexpected anomaly appeared in the sound captured by "Scythe Weasel".

Like the breeze passing through the bamboo flute, there are two in total, like two wind elves, dancing in the air.

Two silver headbands from Mai Shutoku!The moment Caesar realized this, the voice suddenly changed, becoming extremely cold and shrill, like a devil crying.

And the heartbeat of Mai Toku, as well as the sound of her every movement, were covered by these two harsh voices, making it impossible for Caesar to distinguish them.

This is the first time Caesar has encountered such a thing, "Scythe Weasel" lost his target!

At this moment, Caesar's greatest strength became his deadliest weakness!
(End of this chapter)