Super Trick or Treat System

This is a very different Liane. She no longer wears transparent black clothes. The coat she was wearing was similar to the coat she wore on the ship, but it was torn and soiled. Her lips went crazy when she spoke. Her amazing eyes are like beasts with crooked horns in the wilderness.

"When I told them my plan to marry the man I chose, my wise council of senior citizens opposed me. They said he was an outsider, an enemy, a foreigner. They didn't have him. They asked me to give him flames. , And then marry my own kind. Of course they don’t understand what I said to you in the Flame Temple.

"I ignore them. We escaped a little-known passage, and that passage was the existence my father taught me a few years ago. We are here, but they will guess where we went. People who oppose me, For this reason, until the last one, everyone knows the embrace of flame!" She gritted her teeth, her nostrils furious.

"I-I am safe. I can order them; I can let them know my strength and I will. I assure you that in the days to come, the flame will bring us a lot of things. But what I love Man will not be safe; I cannot protect him at the moment. So I brought him back. I-I know him...but I will not be weak. I am!

Trumpet he faced Hendrix, who was standing there like an idol, looking at her. Her arms were wrapped around his neck. Her lips are looking for him.

"My love!" she whispered. "After all, Ryan is just a woman. Honey! Goodbye!" She kissed him again, and hurried to the door.

"One more thing!" she cried. "I have to master them myself. I have to show them that I-I-the ruler here. You promise? You promise that I will not interfere; you will not do anything?"

"but-"

Lean interrupted me, and then I could say objections.

"Promise!" she ordered. "There are hundreds of people! You can't kill them all-if you do, there will be more. I can make them succumb to my will; they know my strength. Promise, otherwise you have There will be many deaths!"

"I promise," I said.

"And you-all of you?" she demanded, sweeping the balance with her eyes.

Jin Kaide nodded: "Commander Hansen speaks for all of us."

Looking at Hendricks for the last time, her eyes never left her, she disappeared.

Hendrix let out a long trembling sigh. When he turned to us, his face was pale.

"She's gone," he murmured. "forever and always."

"Unfortunately, sir, for you," I answered crisply. "Once it is absolutely safe, we will ensure that you also leave."

The sting of my words obviously didn't touch him.

"You don't understand," he said blankly. "I know what you think, and I don't blame you. She is back; you know.

"\'You want to come with me,\'she said.\'I care about you. I want you. You will come with me right away.\'I told her that I am not; I love her, but I can't neither will go.

"She opened a port and showed me one of her compatriots. She stood not far away looking at the ship. He was holding something in his hand.

She told me: "\'He has a hand bomb.\'I found it when I was hiding and took it with me when I left. If you are not with me, he will throw it into the boat and destroy it. And the objects in it. ."

"I have nothing else to do. She only allowed me to explain what I did in the left note. I begged her; I did my best. Finally I convinced her to give you what she said before then. Big Flame .

"She risked her life to bring me back here, and what is more precious to her is her strength. In her own way, she loves me..."

This is an amazing story. After a second or two, none of us could speak. Then words came, fast and happy. Our friends, our trusted companions are back! I feel as if dark clouds have slipped from the sun.

Then, above our voice, there was a huge sound. We glanced strangely. Hendricks was the first to take action.

"That's a mob!" he said, flying towards the door. We quickly followed him through the airlock, reached the exit of the ship, and entered the empty place.

Hendricks told the truth. Lean walked slowly and consciously, her head proudly thrown back towards the city. A group of huge humans came towards her like a jagged wave, and they were taken away by a group of ordinary people, these old people are undoubtedly the little priests who opposed her.

"Portable projector, sir!" begged excitedly. "A couple, and the thug-"

I reminded him: "We keep our promise." "She is not afraid; her power is terrible. I believe she would win without them. Look!"

Liane has stopped. She raised a hand in a commanding gesture and shouted into the noise. Later, Corey translated the whole thing for me.

"Stop!" She cried hard. "Whoever moved the flame's chief priestess won the flame's embrace!"

The crowd stopped and cowered. The old man shouted to them, motioning them to move forward. In a hurry, the front ranks among the best.

"So!" Liane called out to them. "You will defy? But it's not too late; it brings you more opportunities. If you think she will tolerate her power being violated, you hardly understand the flame chief priestess. Come back! I said, otherwise you all Everyone will feel the power of Liane!"

Before her tirade, the mob faltered, but the crazy old man once again led them forward.

Liane turned around, saw us, and made a noble farewell gesture. She grabbed a small black object from the arms of her coat and threw it high above her head.

"Bomb!" Hendricks shouted. "She has it; she-"

At the foot of the surging crowd, a black object hit. There was an empty roar. A burst of thunderous air dropped us to the ground.

When we climbed to our feet, Liane was gone. The ruthless mob is gone. The place they had been to was a huge pit with terrible debris everywhere. Back in the city, some scattered characters fled frantically from the death scene.

"Go!" I said. "Power is a fanaticism, an obsession with her. Even her death is the highest gesture of power and authority."

"Lian." Hendricks said softly. "The priestess of blazing fire...the giver of death..."

^ The first Fujimoto is gone, and her rebellion is over for whoever tried to **** her power from her, whose old men may cause us trouble.

Without leaders, they are helpless, and I believe they are happy with the change. Sometimes the old method is better than the new method, but Liane's politics is cruel and terrifying.

There are many types of women: great women, and women with small souls. Women are full of sacrifice; selfish women, good women and bad women.

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