Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

Kiyana, who has been holding back and had no chance to show her talents, looked at the hooligan who summoned dueling spirits to surround herself and the others, and muttered excitedly:

"Mei, let me protect—"

After hearing Kiana's declaration, Cecilia's worry level increased by 20.00%.

"You are weak-"

The bald tattooed man had lost several teeth, so his speech was leaking. He looked at Grandpa Mo Yi viciously. If it was inappropriate for this guy to avoid him, then he would not fall down and break his teeth.

Thinking of the weird appearance of having few teeth when he opened his mouth, Arthur felt bad all over.

It's all this fellow's fault, vile outlander!

"Stand up for me obediently—"

"If I don't knock out your teeth today, I won't be called Arthur!"

After all, a duel monster covered in purple, half human, half snake, holding a scimitar appeared in front of Grandpa Mo Yi, staring ferociously at Grandpa Mo Yi.

Mana, who had been watching the show, felt that it was almost time for her to make a move.

As a trainee priest, she has long been displeased with these hooligans who bully the good and fear the evil, and has never been able to find a chance to teach them a lesson. Now she dares to do something in front of her and bully the good, she is simply seeking her own death.

"stop--"

When Mana was about to say something, Grandpa Mo Yi shouted it out first, and she was completely dumbfounded.

Grandpa Mo Yi said righteously:

"Voldemort, something is coming at me!"

Arthur: "..."

My name is Arthur. When was it changed to Voldemort? There is no one word the same. Damn foreigner, do you remember other people's names seriously?

Don't call someone by the wrong name, it's basic courtesy, please be human.

"Snake man, teach him a lesson, just don't beat him to death—"

Hearing what the bald tattooed man said, the half-human, half-snake dueling elf with a very plain name slashed at Grandpa Mo Yi's right hand with a scimitar.

"hateful--"

Mana, who was interrupted by Grandpa Mo Yi and stepped forward to prevent her from speaking, only reacted when she saw the president attacking, and immediately summoned her natal elf, the black magician girl——

"We must catch up--"

Then--

"Feel the pain, Shinra Sky-"

He rushed towards Grandpa Mo Yi and wanted to cut off Grandpa Mo Yi's "Wang Zhili", but was blocked by an invisible wall. Because of excessive force, the machete in his hand was rebounded by the invisible position and broke instantly. Before it could react, the invisible The repulsive force erupted instantly, and the decision spirit named Snakeman flew obliquely into the sky.

Arthur: "..."

The bald tattooed man opened his mouth wide, and was stunned for a moment, trembling all over.

Because of the close connection between the contractor and the natal elf, he could feel that the moment the snake man was hit by the invisible repulsion, all the internal organs and bones of the whole body were shattered within a second error, and it was nothing but flying to the sky. The corpse of the snake man.

Mana: "..."

Half of the black magician girls appeared in the magic circle just now, because Mana was also confused and got stuck in the middle of the magic circle. For a while, she didn't know whether to continue to appear or retreat directly to the elf world.

What the hell is this?

Because the City of Light believes in Hel Akdi, the creator god of light in the world of elves, the residents of the City of Light have the ability to summon their own elves. above social value.

If the natal spirit dies, that person is crippled. Very few people can contract with a new natal spirit again. People who lose their natal spirit are almost equivalent to severely disabled people in real society.

Similarly, the City of Light can survive in the garden of the gods in ancient Egypt in the embarrassing situation of an isolated city because the people can summon the natal elves.

After all, not all the gods are like the ancient Greek gods. If you don’t do business all day long, you will know all kinds of things, play tricks, kill yourself, and fight head-on with the City of Light, which represents the power of the elf world. There is no such need , it's better to unite on the surface and use it when needed.

It is similar to Liang Shanbo who was recruited for security in the Water Margin. When needed, it was sent to be cannon fodder.

"Voldemort, you said don't kill anyone, it was windy just now, I didn't hear clearly—"

Grandpa Mo Yi looked at the bald tattooed man very kindly, and said:

"Please say it again—"

"Big... my lord——"

Arthur knew that his life was over, and his natal elf died like this. Not to mention being Brother Haonan in this street, it would be good not to hammer to death the younger brother who had offended him before when he returned.

As for his little brothers, after seeing his snake man being beaten to death by Grandpa Mo Yi, they turned around and ran away without saying a word, fearing that Grandpa Mo Yi and others would stop him.

His snake man is considered the strongest natal elf in the criminal gang, even the snake man died instantly, and the others didn't run away, so they stayed here to die?

"I was wrong."

The bald-headed man was also very bachelor, kneeling on the ground with snot and tears flying all over his face, begging for mercy.

"Don't cry, I hate the way men cry—"

After Grandpa Mo Yi said this, Arthur immediately held back his tears.

Seeing the other party's ability to send and receive tears in an instant, Grandpa Mo Yi had to sigh, no matter what industry he was in, everyone was talented.