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The magic bullet, like the literal meaning, condenses the magic power into a ball and then hits it directly. It is the simplest and most basic type of attack magic. It is the first attack magic that almost all magicians master after getting started. The basic basics in this kind of basics can generally be regarded as a game of fighting by children in the lower grades of the Magic Academy. So when you see clearly that the magic bullet is flying out of Kaguya's palm, the ghosts on the opposite side are stunned for a moment, and then immediately smile more happily.

Also stunned was Yiwen, who flew into the air and was tracking Chika Tenzaki with the radar of Chachamaru. As the true ancestor of the vampire and the most orthodox magician, Yiwen certainly knew the trick of magic bullets that he only played when he was a child. To be honest, she really missed the pile of tiny glowing projectiles released by Kaguya. The vampire has a special physique and is far faster than that of ordinary humans. Yiwen, who mastered various high-level magic, didn't take long to remember how long she hadn't used this kind of gadget.

But as I said just now, blind arrogance is usually a bad habit that only rookies who have just peek at the path. Although Yiwen stood at the top of a magician, she would not think that Kaguya's strength was only at the level of a freshman in the Magic Academy. After a little careful sensing, she found that the magic power contained in those magic bullets was far from the level of a child fighting, and...

This number is too exaggerated!

The raindrops flying all over the sky are not an exaggeration! The speed of Kaguya's palm spitting out the magic bullets did not stop at all and became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, the sky was as bright as the daytime light. Before she could stand in a bunch, the ghosts who were most suitable for being bombed in intensively reacted. The magic bullets they had been mocking about had arrived in front of them.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The violent explosions were heard everywhere, so how could it be a magic bomb? It was as terrifying as the miniaturized bomb dropped by the latest supersonic bomb in the Academy City!

The rolling smoke and the flash of the magic bullet instantly drowned hundreds of ghosts, and even the roars made by the violent pain could not be heard.

Well, it’s not completely inaudible. There are probably a few of the monsters who specialize in the practice of voice. Yiwen, who was flying high in the sky, still heard the occasional one or two painful howls under the explosion.

"So pitiful."

"What's so pitiful? That woman is much kinder than she imagined. Although the sound and light effects are exaggerated, she actually didn't kill one at all. She just controlled her magic to the point where she knocked out all the ghosts. She just stared at those things just to record the ability of each different body to bear. It's really redundant."

Yiwen glanced at Chachawan, whose love suddenly became flooded with love.

"Okay, OK, don't delay the radar search. It's probably over here soon. Hurry up and find out the running little mice!"

The little mouse running around, and even added accent to the word "little". Yiwen, how much do you care about being treated as a little girl who is still fucked?

Kaguya had no time to pay attention to the tantrum of Yiwen. She stared at the smoke and dust that was almost the same as the small nuclear bomb mushroom cloud. Without the ability to see through, she naturally couldn't see the situation inside. In fact, the eyes were just in case. She estimated the poor ghosts by relying on her perception of the breath of life.

However, for ghosts who are all "dead" in various stories, it seems somewhat inappropriate to use the word "breath of life"?

“What a waste of time…”

No matter because of the princess' identity or her actual laziness, Kaguya is a young lady who is usually not touching the water of spring. Her ordinary hands are already a little sore. Then again, why don't she feel tired after holding the handle and playing for a long time?

"Why isn't you dead yet?"

I was tired of the fog game without any challenging, but Kaguya still had to continue playing for a while. Among the group of ghosts who could not see at all, there were a few more hard shells that didn't faint.

Should I praise them? The small characters who are obviously just waving flags and shouting behind the big boss are regarded as the main combat power, which makes them think they are here to bully the little girl?

"Huh~it's finally over."

Without even a single move, I shouted a few lines from the supporting role. It is worth celebrating that such a character can last for a minute or two under Kaguya.

There was a big pit on the ground out of thin air, and the original stream was cut off, becoming a lake with severely lacking water storage capacity. The water surface was filled with floating objects with extremely indecent appearance.

Can such a big guy still float up? This is Kaguya's only "positive" evaluation to the enemy.

“Have you finished work?”

Seeing that there was no movement below, Yiwen turned around and looked at the "slim" girl who was rubbing her wrists. Her servant happened to find the whereabouts of the little mice.

"Let's go."

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The remaining residents in the cottage were still in the living room. Game controllers and other ordinary things, but today they left unpleasant memories for Levi, have been packed and stuffed back into the drawer of the TV cabinet. I'm afraid that the male owner of this house will not visit them for a while.

Because Yiwen went out, he would become alone when he returned to the room. Levi simply moved his lesson preparation work place to the sofa in the living room. He held up the lesson plan and wrote a few words occasionally. This pair of hands were strictly trained and he was not a tiring task. But the group of girls around him who were doing their own things occasionally distracted him. But although he was distracted, his work speed was not necessarily slower than usual. In the past, Yiwen was disturbed every day, but today he was replaced by three other girls, and the result of the role exchange was basically the same.

What makes Levi most comfortable is of course his good daughter.

Fitt took Chachawan's usual work well without spending much time. Levi didn't have to speak when he was thirsty, as if a girl who had a heart that was connected with him would pour a cup of tea at the right time. With such a well-behaved daughter, he couldn't help but sigh that he had done a good life to make it.

Mengmeng, who was sitting next to her watching TV, was a bit too obedient to some extent.

Just watch TV. Levi was once a calm killer. He could concentrate on aiming at his target on the battlefield where gunpowder was filled with smoke and various roars erupted everywhere. How could the sound from the TV set interfere with work? So the problem is not the TV show Mengmeng is watching, but the pink princess herself.

The sofa in the living room of Levi's house is not the luxurious style that is placed in the living room with a high height in the luxury mansion, but it is still enough to sit three people at the same time. However, Yiwen always likes to lie down. Although she is only one-meter three in height, there is not much left after she lies down. So Mengmeng usually has a single sofa on the side. Today, Yiwen is not there, and the seat on the sofa is naturally occupied by her previous chance to play games. Until now, the handle has been stored in the warehouse and she has not returned.

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Chapter completed!