Chapter 180

When rolle saw that the monster opposite was cut off and lying on the ground, he put away his sword and asked other agents to come and get ready to catch the living mouth.

Who knows, the goods are incredibly cunning. The body lying on the ground suddenly twisted and deformed, turned into a black python, and slipped all the way to the moat along the river embankment.

Rolle was careless and didn't chase. He watched it swim quickly in the water like a water snake, away from himself, and then drill out of the water from a distance to form a dark owl, fluttering its wings and rising into the sky.

Seeing that it was about to go away, Rolle quickly rotated the joint of his left hand and turned his sword into a heavy crossbow with a very sci-fi texture.

Then he pulled the bolt, aimed at the black owl in the sky and pulled the trigger.

The catapult immediately fired three rays of light, drew three beautiful arcs in the air, hit the owl from three directions, and beat it into a frozen and burning fireball.

Although the owl flew high, far away and the target was small, these were meaningless in front of the unreasonable automatic aiming function of the crossbow.

"If you don't fly, I really don't have a good way to take you."

Raul muttered, putting away his crossbow and preparing to take someone over to check.

Before leaving, his subordinates did not forget to pick up the man's severed limbs.

After losing the cover of the black fog outside, these limbs have changed back to the most common cardboard, which doesn't seem to have much value.

But rolle understood why the goods didn't dare stay in the water any longer.

Paper is afraid of water. It melts after staying for a long time.

But when they arrived at the place where the owl fell, they found nothing. Finally, the young agent found some residues of burned paper on the window of a house, which broke into ash with a touch.

This mysterious existence that looks like a demigod was killed by the director? I have no ability to fight back. My death is so miserable. It's just ashes

The young officer clicked in his heart, looked at the back of Rolle in the distance, and felt more and more tall and majestic.

But rolle frowned and said to Secretary Alfred:

"The goods escaped. It's not dead yet."

"And judging from what it said before, this product is not only offline in the city, but also has more partners."

Just now, when the owl was swaggering, it specifically mentioned that "the information received is correct, the empire is indeed very weak...". However, whether it was the trial of Rolle or the information transmitted by evya today, this is not the information provided by evya to it.

That means there are other sources of intelligence.

Moreover, the ability of these goods is too unreasonable. They can move freely with only a paper man. It's impossible to spy on intelligence. They don't know where to hide and are not afraid of being caught.

Just when rolle felt awkward, Secretary Alfred's portable telegraph suddenly rang.

When they listened carefully, it was the contact sent by the agent egg tart. The villa where evya was located was attacked by a strange enemy!

No! This guy found evya's betrayal and is going to kill people!

It has no entity. It can emerge from another place just by asking partners in other places to launch the ceremony again.

"Come on! Let them run away!"

Rolle said hurriedly, then took people to jump into the steam car and hurried to the villa.

But before the car went far, secretary a Fu received a contact from the agent egg tart:

"It's all right. It's safe. The enemy was repulsed by a mysterious strong man."

"The mysterious strong?"

Luo Er and others were slightly surprised and hurriedly asked what strength she was? What's the origin? Is it the reinforcement from the scholars' Association?

The agent was stunned for a long time before he contacted:

"It's too dark to see clearly, vaguely like a girl in a short skirt?"

Ah Fu's secretary was stunned and looked at rolle with inquiring eyes.

Rolle frowned and thought carefully.

Girls who dare to wear short skirts in this weather

Shouldn't it be

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A few minutes earlier, the little donkey who had been obediently staying in evya's stable was lying on the ground to rest, but suddenly noticed something wrong, his ears stood up, and then slowly walked out of the stable.

Rolle let him stay in the stable and watch. He never left. He faithfully fulfilled his master's orders.

The little donkey's long ears swayed around the stable, and then noticed a decorative Bush a little farther away.

It took out the sweetheart fruit from the small bag on its stomach, chewed it slowly, and then approached the bush.

When he got closer, he suddenly heard a human voice from the Bush:

"What the hell are you?"

"Ming Ming is just a weak and low creature, but why does it make me feel special?"

The Bush said to himself, and his body suddenly expanded and changed into the human shape that rolle had seen before.

The little donkey looked at each other with big eyes, didn't answer, kept silent, moved a few steps under his feet, blocked between the enemy and the villa, and accelerated the frequency of chewing sweetheart fruit in his mouth.

"How dare you stop me?"

"Interesting, very interesting. I'll take you back and study it well."

With that, the owl stretched out its right hand, turned it into a huge claw and held it towards the body of the little donkey.

In a hurry, the little donkey swallowed fiercely and swallowed all the remaining sweethearts.

The next second, the claw holding it seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, and then squeezed by an invisible huge force, it began to twist and deform, and finally turned into pieces of mosaic shape and scattered on the ground.

The owl couldn't help but make a painful scream, that is, the cry alerted the egg tart left behind in the villa, made her realize that there was an enemy invasion, and quickly contacted rolle and them.

"How can such power be possible?"

The owl stepped back several steps, pulled away from the little donkey, and asked.

The little donkey still ignored it. He just raised his front hooves like a horse and stood up. Then his body gave off a faint fluorescence and became a beautiful girl with long ears, light pink long hair, short skirts and white silk stockings on her feet.

It's as like as two peas Rolle saw in his dream.

"Are you a man or a ghost?"

The owl continued to question, and his right hand, which had been forcibly twisted off, reappeared.

Then, his hands and back lit up a side-by-side secret art array at the same time, from which all kinds of fireballs, light and blades spewed out and hit the little donkey.

But the little donkey just stood still and let those things fall on him, but he was unharmed.

When all the attacks touched her body, they turned into pieces of mosaic and scattered on the ground.

If you haven't seen it clearly before, but this time, the owl understands.

This is a very high-level twisted power, which is no longer used by the ordinary twisted demigod.

Did you encounter an extraordinary existence above level 10?

For a moment, he couldn't help wondering whether all the downline under his command had betrayed himself.

First, the unreasonable swordsman hurt himself with ordinary swordsmanship, cut off his limbs and couldn't regenerate.

Then when I was going to clean up the door, I met the guy in front of me who couldn't tell whether he was a man or a donkey, using a very high level of twisted power.

Didn't it say that the high-end combat power of the Empire was seriously damaged, the strength of scholars would be greatly damaged, and the defense of the whole empire was in vain. Can you let yourself do whatever you want?

Then why do you encounter two incomprehensible terrorist beings in a row?

All downlines betray themselves together, provide false information together, and then cooperate with the hidden strong of the Empire to strangle themselves?

The owl realized the possibility of this danger and hurriedly wanted to retreat.

But at this time, the little donkey frowned tightly, slightly opened his lips, showed a hard look, and reluctantly squeezed out a syllable from his mouth:

"Oh..."

She didn't mean to sell Meng. She originally intended to say other words, but she hasn't been able to learn human language well because of her stupidity and lack of talent. Finally, she turned into this cute voice.

But even so, that's enough.

The owl's body immediately solidified in place, like being poured with a layer of cement, combined with the black fog outside, into a motionless sculpture, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

By the time they arrived at the scene and found the sculpture, it was an hour later.

There is no donkey here, only this sculpture.

"Is this some kind of petrification?"

The agent truffle, carrying the magic guide lamp, shook the owl turned into a stone carving in front of him, and knocked with the hilt of his sword, making a few jingling sounds.

It was the first time for him to see this smoke shaped stone carving, which was quite artistic.

"Tell me what happened before."

Rolle turned his head and asked the agent's egg tart.

Egg tart is a middle-aged woman with ordinary appearance. Like rolle, she lacks her left hand and is equipped with a metal prosthesis.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't see anything at that time. I only knew that the process was very fast and the battle was over in less than a minute."

"It seems that the mysterious strong man who helped is very powerful. Is he your friend, sir?"

Secretary Ah Fu asked from the side.

Rolle shook his head:

"I don't know, but I have a little clue..."

Rolle thought to himself that it was like a little donkey.

This speculation sounds illogical, because the little donkey doesn't show anything special except being obedient, let alone the ability to turn people into stones.

He made such a judgment just because his subordinates simply described the appearance of the strong man. In fact, it was a little hasty.

So he didn't dare to say anything. He just asked his subordinates to escort the petrified prisoner back to the dungeon of the organization, and he planned to ask the little donkey.

"By the way, did you see my little donkey?"

Asked rolle.

"Do you mean the beautiful little donkey in the stable? It should have been in the stable all the time? It turns out that you raised it. No wonder it's so cute."

The agent replied with an egg tart.

Rolle nodded, first arranged for his subordinates to carry out various aftercare work, and then went to the stables of evya's house.

No little donkey was found.

Did you go home?

Rolle hurried back to his villa and looked for it, but he still couldn't find it.

"Is my little donkey back?"

He asked the servants at home.

Each other shook their heads.

"Well... Can't you run away from home?"

Raul murmured, took the kitten out of his pocket and said:

"Smell and see where your best friend has gone?"

The baby cat sniffed in the air, and then began to navigate.

Under its guidance, Rawl went all the way to the second floor of his house and came to the door of his bedroom.

He didn't think much, thinking that the little milk cat had guided him to the shortest and nearest route, just past his bedroom.

This also happens from time to time. The navigation function of maode map sometimes bugs and is not very user-friendly. It will plan the route according to the cat's behavior mode, such as directing rolle to climb the wall and turn the window.

But when rolle walked into his bedroom, he suddenly found something wrong.

There seems to be something hidden in my bed.

So he quickly walked over and lifted the cup covered by the bed.

Shua, a beautiful girl with long ears hidden in the quilt was blinking, with a sweet smile on her face, staring at rolle.

"Little donkey?"

The beautiful girl nodded.

"Why are you hiding in my quilt?"

The beautiful girl's face showed a little shyness. She sat up from the bed, then climbed to rolle with her hands and feet, and stood up again, trying to lick Rolle's face as usual.

But rolle mercilessly grabbed the long ear on his head.

"Why? Why? They have become girls, but they can't be like usual."

Rolle began to teach.

The little donkey immediately sat back on the bed with a wronged face, kept the duck sitting posture, separated his small feet in white silk stockings on both sides, and reached out to rub his ears.

"All right, all right, get down to business."

Rolle reached out and touched her head, comforted her, and continued to ask:

"This is clearly a reality. How did you become a girl?"

The little donkey pointed his chin with one finger, tilted his head slightly, thought for a while, and then shook his head.

Said he didn't know.

If you don't know, you don't know. Why do you think for so long?

This donkey really doesn't look very smart

Rolle was worried and asked again:

"Did you deal with the bad guy before? You turned it into a stone?"

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