Chapter 130

Luge suddenly discovered that perhaps he should have sat at the same table as the adorable Young Master Lorigo; on this negotiation table before him, there was fundamentally no place for him.

The Old Wizard Apprentice looked at that strange building communicating with the Dome Light Stone, his eyes practically brighter than the golden wine cups.

"You've also set your sights on Fanxing City?" Luge looked toward the old drunkard.

The Old Wizard Apprentice froze for a moment upon hearing this, curling his lip: "Of course not, I don't even know that Fanxing City is going to Extinguish Sun; I'm staying here simply because it's my hometown. I'm waiting for Twin Moon City, but I don't have her kind of boldness. I'm waiting for it to truly Extinguish Sun there, then go steal some remnants to soak in wine, one last attempt..."

Looking at the old drunkard's appearance, Luge understood he could no longer resist the temptation.

Obviously, under these circumstances, if he could let this Old Wizard Apprentice get his wish and drink a cup, the probability of success would be greater; those leftover scraps from Twin Moon City that still needed a few years would lose their flavor.

"Fairy Holy Grail?" Dasuo Ya Fanxing exclaimed in surprise.

This was still Luge, who knew her two identities, seeing her this surprised for the first time, with such intense emotional fluctuation.

The Old Wizard Apprentice hehe laughed.

"Fake! Fake! The real thing is a legendary item; even high-ranking Wizard Adults find it hard to get," the old drunkard said, "However, this one of mine is also from the hand of a Fairy King. Although that little guy counts as very weak among Fairy Kings, this cup can still barely be used once, and the effect still has some..."

The old drunkard hurriedly continued: "Hehe, it's precisely because of its weakness that the cup it made probably can't take too much from you, just a little bit."

It seemed the fearlessness of the younger generation stimulated him; previously he was still talking to Luge about some heavy crimes, some terrifying punishments, but in an instant they were all thrown to the back of his mind.

"Dasuo Ya—"

Lorigo suddenly spoke.

"You really want to destroy this place? You want to use Fanxing City's Light Stone to promote to Wizard?" Even though Lorigo wasn't an Extraordinary, he understood what they were talking about.

Having successively experienced his father's death, then the accidents of his elder brother and younger brothers, the Underground City simultaneously facing the Extinguish Sun situation, the current Lorigo, knowing what his sister was doing, his gaze could no longer be described as sorrow and anger, but a kind of shattered, twisted emotion even more than despair.

"I don't ask you to give up, and I know you won't listen to my opinion," Lorigo took a deep breath, struggling to calm his emotions, "I only ask that you give me some time, or that after you leave, you let the Light Stone shine for one more year. Just one year is enough, let me strive to do some things. Many people will die. Those crops in the Numbered Dixue that are about to mature haven't had time to be harvested. Those very young children will also find it hard to survive the sudden accident. There will also be Mercenaries taking advantage to loot and cause chaos..."

Dasuo Ya fell silent for a moment.

"Sorry, Elder Brother Lorigo, I cannot wait. I no longer have time," she said, "The eve of Light Stone Exhaustion is inherently fluctuating, difficult to accurately estimate, so I also cannot fulfill your request."

After speaking, she calmly looked toward the Old Wizard Apprentice on the side who was watching with eager eyes.

"What I choose is the Sorrowful Puppet Sublimation Ritual—"

Dasuo Ya slowly spoke a few words.

The Old Wizard Apprentice's smile stiffened, then he revealed an utterly disappointed look, as if hearing this name meant he knew the possibility of cooperation was thoroughly severed.

"Can't drag it out any longer. The two of us joining forces, she won't be a match. In a bit you find your own chance," the old drunkard turned his head and got chummy with Luge again, "Although I don't know what her Sublimation Ritual is specifically like, as long as it's something like a Magic Puppet that decides to stop being human, it's especially resource-consuming. She's telling me it's impossible to share with me. Then I can only transform into a messenger of justice. The two of us are still on the same side."

Luge nodded, but still felt he was a bit unreliable.

Perhaps, before he notified the old drunkard, this old guy had already set his sights on Dasuo Ya Fanxing.

Belonging to the type who doesn't dare commit the crime himself but still wants to follow along and drink some soup, looking exactly like he's drunk too much.

"Even if it wasn't this kind of Sublimation Ritual, she wouldn't share with you either," Luge stated with certainty, "I just now prepared to use the Stingy Technique."

The old drunkard put away the golden wine cup, glanced at him, clearly not believing it.

Suddenly, Luge moved. He grabbed Lorigo's shoulder and threw him toward a distant corner, because he sensed the old drunkard had already started to act. This place was no longer somewhere Lorigo could watch the excitement.

Luge didn't dare the slightest carelessness, directly using his strongest state.

Previously Dasuo Ya was always very certain they couldn't escape the city, this point made him very attentive. She spoke as if she had accomplices outside the city, but it was strange. If she truly had accomplices, they weren't seen coming to help. It was more like a foreman. And also like the old drunkard, even more cowardly, afraid of getting trouble on himself, having a thief's heart but no thief's guts, only hiding far away outside the city watching.

Luge felt his sharp horns were longer, but not as long as last time when he lost his reason.

He controlled the second form of Foul Skin, casting to maintain it for an instant then closing it, to observe the old drunkard's state. He couldn't just start fighting and immediately knock down his ally, even if the ally harbored malice. But fortunately, after the probe, at least for now, the old drunkard hadn't born malice toward him.

Foul Skin can be used with peace of mind.

Only to see the Old Wizard Apprentice actually summon out several Gem Fairies first. Different from the ones the red-haired woman summoned, the ones the Old Wizard Apprentice summoned looked like wine cups floating in mid-air, each cup-shaped gem crystal clear and transparent.

Three cups of different colors, three cups of wine down the stomach in a row.

The old drunkard instantly turned into a young brown-haired handsome man.

Luge looked again, and the old drunkard had already disappeared from his original spot, appearing near Dasuo Ya even faster than him.

He also took this time to buff himself with a Light Body Technique, making his movements even more agile.

"Do you know? There won't be such a suitable opportunity again," Dasuo Ya said softly, "Everything in this Underground City seems as if it was prepared for me. I cannot let go of this opportunity, so I can only say sorry to you all, to everyone in this city."

The old drunkard suddenly took out a black wine cup, raised it toward her from afar, then drank it down, as if making a toast.

Dasuo Ya's feet instantly staggered, then she barely stood firm.

"A Curse? You're interesting. The human body is indeed fragile..." she looked at the old drunkard who had already turned into a handsome man and said.

Taking advantage of her stagger, a long-prepared Freezing Ray from Luge hit Dasuo Ya's knee squarely. The gushing blue-white ray gradually wrapped her knee, freezing it into a lump of ice.

Also at this moment, Dasuo Ya entered the range of Foul Skin.

An unexpected situation, a difficult-to-resist Strange Art, made her fall down at once, but she inexplicably revealed a smile, looking at the two pouncing toward her.

(Chapter End)