[comprehensive] in the name of the father

Xanxus was very angry. He obviously didn't expect that Lusilia would lose to a middle school student who was only 15 years old. It hurt him like a slap in the face.

"Lusilia was not defeated by that boy. He never recovered after being hit by Rozarita." Squalo on the side helped explain, "It's not that he missed..."

"Shut up, failure is failure, no need to make any excuses!" Xanxus roared in a low voice.

"Sorry." Squalo scratched his head, and didn't say much, after all, he also knew that the two shots just now showed Xanxus' attitude, and nothing happened after the punishment.

"...Go and see the situation of that bastard old man." Xanxus pointed to the Mosca behind him, with a slightly evasive expression, as if he didn't meet his eyes.

Squalo sighed, understanding his complicated mood in his heart, and went forward to open the back cover of Mosca, revealing a thin old man inside. He stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the other person, and the condition was stable. It doesn't look at all that he has been imprisoned for so long and can only survive by injecting nutrient solution these days.

He carefully carried the old man out, wiped his body and changed his clothes, and then tried his best to keep the inside of Mosca as comfortable as possible, "I'm sorry."

After Squalo finished speaking in a low voice, he closed Mosca's lid. He didn't see it. When he was talking, Timoteo, who should theoretically be unconscious, opened his eyes and looked at him until After closing the lid, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Really, it's so cute that I lost all interest in educating him." Timoteo murmured, "Really, my son has such an awkward personality, but he can actually attract such a cute child. It's really enviable..."

He said, and then glanced at the salted fish man beside him, "Forget it, I'm not much better anyway."

Regarding this, Timoteo is still very self-aware. He turned on the computer and sent the design drawings of Mosca to the "researchers" on the other side. There are not many remarkable points in the design, but the important thing is the design concept of Mosca.Different from the energy in the mainstream society, what Mosca uses is the flame of human death, to be precise, it uses human power.

Without the flame of death energy, you can use magic power, and without magic power, you can use spiritual power. In short, as long as it is the power generated by human beings, it can drive this big guy to work. This is the design that makes Timoteo feel bright .

The designer of this Mosca is Inochiti, a well-known evil scientist in the mafia. As an evil scientist, Inochiti is a ghost. He is very interested in things like flames and sacred power, and has researched a lot of weird things.

"Hmm..." Timoteo crossed his arms and snapped his fingers suddenly, "Sebastian."

"Yes." Sebastian quickly appeared outside the door, but he was careful not to go in.

"Go and find out what Inochiti has been researching recently, and what interesting black technology his secret society has." Timoteo issued a very normal order, which made the man heave a sigh of relief. Bow and salute, "I'm leaving now."

After speaking, Sebastian quickly disappeared.

Timoteo was a little puzzled. He casually grabbed a monster covered with furry tentacles, "Isn't this cute?"

"You, sometimes please speak according to human aesthetics." Will, who was lying on the salty fish, opened his eyes and glanced at him.

"But isn't that guy a demon?" Timoteo pays great attention to aesthetic issues when talking to humans, and even when talking to Ao Guanhai, because he is very clear about Ao Guanhai. What kind of guy is Guan Hai, but isn't Sebastian a devil?He remembered seeing a lot of strange things when he was in the Demon Realm.

"Well, maybe it's because he has lived in the human world for a long time, so his aesthetics has been assimilated to a certain extent?" Will said speculatively.

"So weak..." Timoteo couldn't help but said, "Are all demons so weak? Even concepts like aesthetics can be easily changed."

"So why is the concept of aesthetics so important?" Will couldn't help interrupting and complaining.

"Forget it, I won't take him to play next time." Timoteo clenched his fist, and the monster wriggling in his palm disappeared in an instant, and the other monsters in the room also turned into fly ash. "Anyway, it's just some small things that were born because of the overflow of our breath, just clean it up."

While people here are discussing some very indescribable topics, in Japan on the other side, the Second World War is still unfolding as usual.

The night of the second battle was supposed to be sunny, but after not knowing what happened, it suddenly began to rain with lightning and thunder at night.

By the way, it is strange that there is a thunderstorm in this weather, right?

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Rambo who was full of confidence, but couldn't help squatting down to look at him, "Rambo, let's forget about this battle..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Bo already puffed up his chest and said, "Master Lan Bo will not be afraid!"

As he said that, Xiao Lanbo ran to the school humming a song, humming an unknown song as he walked.

When they came to the school, they were taken to the roof, and the area on the roof was arranged as a very dangerous lightning zone.

"Lanbo, let's forget about it today." A Gang hugged Lanbo very worriedly.

Cerbero stepped forward, "Also invite the Guardian of Thunder to enter, your opponent has been waiting for two hours."

"Two, two hours?" Ah Gang looked over in surprise, and saw a dark figure standing on the side of the roof.

On the other side, Squalo, Belphegor, and Mosca, who carried Mamon with his palm, jumped over from the top of the building. Bell was a little surprised and said, "Why did he take so much time in advance?"

"Unlike you, Levi is a very serious person." Mamon said without raising his head, "No matter who the opponent is, he is very serious."

"Hey, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and start!" Squalo on the side was not in a good mood at first, but now he wanted to hear all these things, and couldn't help shouting.

"Lanbo, let's give up!" Ah Gang couldn't help but said, "This is too dangerous, you are still a child!"

"Master Lan Bo is not afraid." Lan Bo completely ignored the patient dissuasion of his boss, and wanted to go down to play.

After being pressured by Big Brother Ping to mobilize before the battle, Lan Bo ran into the field bouncing around.

Levi walked forward silently, his reticence gave people a strong sense of oppression, at least Lan Bo, who was originally very happy, was now frightened and stopped.

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, and there was a crackling sound of current surges on the ground of the specially made venue. However, both of them had special resistance to the current. Only Lan Bo felt a little numb due to the over-electricity, and no one else could see them. What's the difference.

"Then, let me say something before the battle." Levi looked down at the calf, "Give up quickly. Although I am not interested in dealing with a child, I will not show mercy."

"Master Lan Bo can't understand what you're talking about." Lan Bo let out a humming laugh.

"Really? Then don't blame me for being ruthless." After Levi finished speaking, he pulled out the thing that looked like a folded umbrella from behind, and waved directly at Lanbo. The defensive calf flew out directly, and landed on the edge of the field in front of him.

Seeing that Lanbo was about to appear on the stage, he got up crying, and then fired a ten-year rocket at himself.

"It's meaningless to do it like this." Levi, who knows the specialties of the Bonovi family very well, neither let down his vigilance nor showed any surprise. Without hesitation, he raised the electric umbrella in his hand, and beat Lan Bo hard, who had grown up a lot.

Even Rambo, who had grown up ten years later, was still powerless to fight back by Levi's combo, and was soon sent flying backwards.

"Winner: Levitan."

Levi, who was about to continue chasing, saw Cerbero stepping forward and said so. He stopped and snorted, "It's really boring."

"As expected of Levi, it was solved easily and simply." Squalo nodded with satisfaction, and it seemed that he would have good news to report back to the bastard BOSS.

"Originally, the opponent is just a child, and it would be too shameful to use his unique skills." Mamon also said with a triangular mouth, "We should go back."

"Lanbo, Lanbo, are you okay?" Although I guessed that Lanbo would lose [-]% of the time, I didn't expect Lanbo to lose so quickly. However, after checking, it was found that Lanbo only suffered some skin trauma. Ah Gang was still relieved, after all, Rambo would suffer from this level of trauma every day - not everyone would be beaten by Reborn every day, "It's great that there is nothing wrong."

"Don't cry, stupid cow!" Hayato on the side didn't expect this little stupid cow to win at the beginning, so seeing that he was safe and sound, and even had the energy to cry, he somewhat let go of his heart, "Ten Daime, leave the battle to the end tomorrow!"

"Ah? Hmm!" Ah Gang nodded quickly in response.

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