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Chapter 383 NO.146: I can’t see through older people, and I still can’t see through you?(1/2)

Chapter 383 NO.146: I can’t see through older people, but I can’t see through you?

Author: Gu Xinxuan

Chapter 383 NO.146 I can’t see through older people, but I can’t see through you?

The melodious piano music continues.

It's just not very clear.

The current dream world, under the control of Ms. Morgan's "courtyard" magic, is composed of different dream scenes spliced ​​together to form a kaleidoscope-like complex space.

Different dreams are like different worlds, so distinct from each other that even the sounds are difficult to convey.

At this time, even if the piano music is only a vague reverberation, it can still express the intuitive sense of dissonance.

But at this moment, a certain head nurse said bluntly: "I'll leave this to you, okay?"

When she was dragged out of her sweet dream by Omo, she had already looked around her, and when she landed, she said this, making everyone else turn to look.

Omo was also slightly startled. He didn't expect that someone would leave the team just after they arrived.

But it soon became clear.

"Going to rescue the wounded?"

Knowing the historical deeds of Miss Nightingale, it is not difficult to guess this.

Not to mention that there are many cases that are too intuitive and clear in his memory from another world.

"That's right," Nightingale said, not wanting to waste any time. She just stared at Homare, as if he was the leader of the group. "Can you allow it?"

If the thugs cannot be restrained, just rescuing the injured will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. It is not that the head nurse does not understand this truth.

But after she saw Flanders III and Morgan Le Fay, she felt that she should run towards reality.

"With permission, go ahead." Without wasting any time, Omo just nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the direction of the piano music.

The Grand Duke and the poet on the side also followed at the same time.

Although he also agreed that the decision should be made against time at this moment, there was still a small glitch at the moment.

Let him only take two steps and it will be a meal.

The three of them all turned around and looked at the woman who was still standing where she was.

"You're not trying to save some long-range magic, are you?" Omo frowned.

And the motionless one was just the witch standing in the distance holding the long staff, and just smiled and asked:

"Is there a reason why I have to take action?"

"...In this case, please be careful when in the audience."

After pondering for a while, he realized that there was little chance of convincing the other party, so Omer simply turned around, not paying attention to the more subtle smile when the other party heard his words.

It doesn't matter if Morgan doesn't personally attend, after all, he really doesn't know what the other party can do.

It would be better to say that being able to bond dreams is already a big help, and I have no reason to continue to ask the other party to do something.

The overall situation, morality, etc., could not convince him of the incomplete image of the demon concubine in his memory.

To be honest, he felt that Miss Ling should be enough, although he wanted to do it himself.

Then he heard Miss Ling suddenly say: "Mr. Linton."

"What's wrong? Don't tell me that you have to leave the team too."

When thinking about this possibility, Homao couldn't help but feel that he had been completely played.

No one really wants to see the devil punch the apostle, right?

Although this may sound a bit religious at first glance.

But in fact, without the contribution of monster cards, he has no confidence in Gansui's AT position.

"Of course not," Ling was dumbfounded by the other party's vigilant gaze, "I just wanted to ask you what you plan to do."

"Isn't the captain Shi Huaiya?"

It’s just that Ms. Nightingale came to report to me. Why did you come to ask me about my plan of action?

Although Omer did not stop, his eyes were again observing and confirming his surroundings.

But when he said this, the corners of his mouth still twitched.

"Miss Shi said, I will listen to your instructions in my dream."

"...? I think Miss Ling's experience is just a lot more than mine."

"I've heard a lot from those two troublesome sisters, and I would also like to see what Mr. Linton is capable of."

‘You talk too much’, this is very scary...

Whether he was talking about Miss Xi or Miss Nian, these words made Omer feel a little creepy.

To be honest, his impression of Miss Xi was that she had always had a cold face since they met, as if she was silently saying "don't bother me".

It can be said that he is taciturn, or he can be said to be indifferent to others and does not like to communicate. In the few greetings and exchanges he had, he showed a silent hint of "it is really hard for me to talk to you."

Omer estimated that if it weren't for the fact that they had met businessmen together in front of the Sculpture Exhibition Hall, the other party would probably ignore him completely.

And Miss Nian...

She is quite enthusiastic, but her enthusiasm is the same as that of the capable angel.

Even to the next level.

After all, capable angels still have jobs and work to do, and their own abilities are limited, so it is difficult for them to cause too much trouble.

And Miss Nian... seems to be very idle all the time.

Not only is he free, he is also very capable in every sense of the word!

Although Omer could not find the other party's highly blocked files, he could still find the operators' detailed information on Miss Nian's deeds.

What a collection of bad movies, what kind of explosion from the company, it looks like a subway old man’s mobile phone.

From a personality perspective, Omer is more inclined to the possibility that the latter occupies a large part of the order, but that is not the focus at the moment.

"I may disappoint you, Miss Ling, I am only a nineteen-year-old young man."

"It doesn't matter, young people should just let go and do the work. Even if it's not done well, I can still be responsible for handling it. Isn't there the old gentleman next to me?"

As she said that, she smiled at Vlad III, who was following Omo on the other side.

In the previous sweet dream session, she was not covered at all, but was drinking wine everywhere, so of course she also saw everyone's sweet dreams.

The sweet dreams pursued by the subconscious mind are enough to reveal a person's heart.

She was not bound by a job title like Berserker. After seeing the dreams of Florence Nightingale and Vlad Tsepes, she intuitively understood the reality of the two.

The longing for tranquility and beauty is enough to show each other's noble personality, and it can also see each other's kindness and kindness.

But an old gentleman... He's not that old... I don't know who has more history between the two of you...

Omo was speechless, wanting to take a look at the dragon girl who blocked his escape route with just one sentence.

But now the three of them have reached a room, and the piano sound is extremely clear. This is probably the target's dream, and there is no room for any distraction in his vision.

The tall man holding a spear on the side also responded.

"Well, go ahead and do it, kid."

No, don't follow her polite words. If it really fails, the other party will not be able to change its AT stance into a projectile cannon attack, and your mental strength may not be able to handle it!

I'm afraid that I can't even penetrate the AT position, even if I use the vampire power of innocent monsters...

…Um?

...it seems not necessary.

When he thought of the attack mode of the B-level Noble Phantasm called the King of Punishment, Omer's eyes suddenly lit up.

Every time the gun in your hand hits the enemy, it will produce the concept of "pierced", and then the stake will appear outward starting from the heart...

——This move is completely insidious and has a high chance of being successful at first sight.

Although the power of a stake is very low, as long as it is hit once, it will temporarily add continuous damage caused by "penetration". In addition, as long as the spear head is stabbed once, a stake will even be generated from the enemy's body to penetrate...

Although the legend of Dracula is false, the terrifying name of the Impaler is true. As long as Uncle Vlad's King of Execution Noble Phantasm succeeds in the first round, there is a very high chance of succeeding in the second round.

Wooden piles erupting directly from within... Even the humanoid apostle would be caught off guard when faced with this kind of attack.

But the biggest problem is, how can the opponent be stabbed?

The prerequisite for this kind of first sight kill is that you poke it at least once.

If it were a battle between servants, there would probably be quite a few servants who didn't care much about being injured, and then... and then there would be a high probability of nothing happening.

The same is probably true for large apostles.

It will be wary of the high-vibration particle 'dagger' that is more than ten meters long, but it may not take an AT stance against a real fruit knife.

But the other person... was obviously a young man in human form.
To be continued...
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