The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

A cold color flashed in the eyes of the shadow man. Since Duke Medea hadn't noticed it, he just kept doing it and wiped her neck.

A black dagger appeared in his hand, and black light continued to circulate on the dagger. As long as it pierced the neck, the power of the shadow would instantly break through the magic field and cut off the entire head.

The Shadow Man just took two steps before he felt a huge force behind him pulling back.

The Shadow Man was thrown out of the door before he uttered an exclamation, and the door was closed lightly.

The Shadow Man directly smashed the sofa and coffee table in the living room, but he jumped up without incident, and then saw countless black lights flooding in, and then he was cut into a stick.

The shadow element just condensed and disappeared instantly.

"Forbidden Demon Realm!" The shadow man was shocked, who was the tall figure in his eyes, and why could he master the Forbidden Demon Realm.

Nuomili reached out with his left hand and directly sealed the opponent's magic and mental power, then stopped the blood from the broken limb, and then put a collar around his neck and tied it with a rope in the corner.

The Shadow Man was almost roaring. When did he receive such insults? It's a pity that even his mouth was sewn with elemental silk thread by Nomiri, and he could only make a whining sound.

The morning sun slowly came in, and Duke Medea slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of Aslan’s body. When she thought of what happened last night, she felt it was ridiculous, and she slept without warning. went.

Seeing Aslan's face close at hand, Duke Medea breathed out subconsciously, but Aslan trembled, he was about to wake up unexpectedly.

The two looked at each other, and they did not speak for a long time.

"So early, how about exercise?" Duke Medea took the initiative to speak, without the slightest hint of shyness, as if he was talking about going out for a run together.

Aslan nodded and turned around. The two had just merged, and there was an untimely knock on the door.

This time even Aslan had a fire.

The Duke of Medea hugged Aslan's neck directly, and said fascinated: "Leave her alone, let's continue."

Aslan nodded and knocked on the door again.

"Something has happened, you should come out and have a look! The big deal is that I won't disturb you at noon." Nuomili's very beating voice sounded, causing Aslan to sigh helplessly.

The Duke of Medea gave Aslan a vague look, and the two reluctantly got out of the bed.

When I came to the living room, I saw a man in black who had been cut off with an adult stick and used as a dog.

"What's going on?" Aslan asked in confusion.

The Duke of Medea frowned slightly, she always felt that the man in black in front of her was a bit familiar.

"Last night after you fell asleep, you touched your room and took out your knives. You don't even know." Nuomili looked at Aslan and Duke Medea in shock.

After hearing Nuomiri's words, the faces of the two changed slightly.

"Shadow Magister Ludson." Duke Medea's expression turned gloomy for an instant, and he said coldly.

Aslan raised his eyebrows and looked at the Duke of Medea. It was obvious that he had never heard the name.

"Ludson is the administrator of the Library of the Magic City, the shadow magister, saying that few people have seen him take action. He is a marginal figure in the Magic City." Duke Medea said coldly, thinking that he touched last night. In the room, Duke Medea did not intend to let him live.

Aslan understood in an instant that because he was a marginal figure, it was easy to be bought by the Maxim empire.

"The magister-level experimental materials are really perfect." Aslan gave a cruel smile. If it weren't for Nuomiri, he and the teacher would be in danger last night.

Ludson whimpered, but Aslan had no intention of letting him speak, and looked at Nomiri.

"Thank you! Seal it as a suspended animation, and then find a cage to lock it up."

Nuomili nodded and used Dragon Whisper Magic to directly seal Ludson's life, causing him to fall into a state of suspended animation and coma.

Such a thing happened early in the morning, and Aslan and the Duke of Medea had no interest. After they went back to their rooms to clean up their appearance, they swaggered out to hang out.

The Duke of Medea did not intend to let Aslan follow along to prepare the research paper. The reason is very simple. The Duke of Medea was eccentric, and he was reluctant to let Aslan do such a laborious and useless thing.

Aslan took Nomiri to enjoy the food of the Magic City for a day, and when he returned to the hotel in the evening, he felt in a daze that he hadn't even seen any other seniors and sisters.

Aslan brought two bottles of spring wine from the city of magic and came to Genalido. He was surprised to see that he was struggling to write.

"Aslan, why are you so free to come to me? You have finished writing the thesis that the teacher explained, you really deserve it." Genari said without looking up.

Compared with other disciples who like to call Aslan as Xiaojiu, Generido is accustomed to calling Aslan. The relationship between the two is also very good. There are not many courtesies. From Aslan entering the house to sitting down, Generi Many did not get up enough to prove the closeness of the relationship between the two, and they did not see each other.

Although Aslan sounded confused, he nodded very calmly on the tacit understanding with the Duke of Medea.

"Well, otherwise I won't come to you for a drink." Aslan finished speaking, he also raised two bottles of spring wine in his hand.

Generido handed the paper to Aslan.

"Help me take a look."

Aslan nodded, took a look at the paper, couldn't help but widened his eyes, wanting to say it was impossible.

What did he see?

Regarding the fight against aircraft in different worlds, a picture of a jet fighter was attached to it, which turned out to be an FA-18 fighter.

What the **** is this?

The other world explored by the city of magic is not the earth, right?

Is the ultimate showdown between technology and magic?

But Aslan quickly rejected this idea, because he saw a creature that did not belong to the earth also appeared in it.

It was a tall and burly creature with a pair of backs. No, it should be three pairs of insect wings, wearing a hideous helmet, or it could be said that it was a armor growing on the face.

No matter how you look at it, it should be a creature that has nothing to do with humans.

Five or six ‘worms’ are besieging a fighter plane.

What exactly does this mean?

No, it shouldn't be a siege, is that a cover?

Aslan quickly turned to the second page, it was about a long-range strike weapon in another world.

A huge intercontinental missile is flying fast, and the data on the speed and power of the intercontinental missile is recorded below.

Genalito asked the hotel to bring a few small dishes, filled Aslan's wine glass, and asked Noumeri next to him: "Would you like a drink for my younger brother and sister?"