"Oh no!"

In the carriage on the side of the road, the middle-aged man looked at the breathless jailer and was quite puzzled.

"Is this the one to play again?"

Frowning, he became a little impatient.

Inexplicably, he seemed to be a little anxious, the middle-aged man thought depressed:

"This is what happened... can something go wrong?"

Although he was a little impatient, his good education still kept him on the surface to a certain degree of decency. He only asked indifferently:

"What's wrong?"

But seeing the jailer flushing, he replied while breathing:

"She, she...dead!"

"what?!"

The middle-aged man's apparent composure could no longer be maintained, and he asked with a heavy face:

"what is the problem?"

The relieved jailer hesitated and said:

"I, I don't know... she, she..."

"waste……!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man could no longer maintain his "demeanor", and after an angry rant, he got out of the carriage in a hurry and walked into the prison.

This is an incident about "her", even a "psychic" has to figure out what's going on.

The jailer who had been reprimanded did not dare to say anything, but followed behind the middle-aged man who was a little hurried, with a somewhat humbling appearance.

After a while, the two came to the cell where Lucid was being held.

Looking at the "corpse" lying motionless inside, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.

The scene before him and the indescribable smell in the cell made him more anxious.

This kind of irritability even affected the middle-aged man's thinking and blinded his reason.

After arrogantly letting the jailer away, he walked closer, intending to find out.

At this moment, the "corpse" lying on the ground suddenly moved.

At the same time, in a clear and sweet drink, she spit out an ancient Hermes syllable:

"Light!"

The dark and squat cell was suddenly bright, as if a ball of flames ignited brightly.

All this is of course Lucid's plan.

She can use "abet" to "catch" herself into jail, and then use "abet" to make the jailer fake news. How difficult is it?

This is just a trick.

The only thing Lucid worries about is the identity of the visitor.

In the unlikely event that the "Jazz" did not end up personally, then she would fall into an embarrassing situation.

This situation is not impossible, but the probability is not high.

After all, it's not just to find someone casually, you can easily get someone out of the prison.

Ruen's official corruption now cannot be underestimated, just like the darkness before dawn.

Therefore, it is a high probability event for "Jazz" to go out in person, and Lucid's observation also proves this point.

According to the "seeing" image in the "psychic", she can almost be certain of one thing:

The embarrassed middle-aged man who was caught off guard in front of him is the so-called "Jazz"!

The fish is hooked!

Under the light of the "purification" spell, a thick black mist evaporated from all over his body, like an ink ball in the water.

"Uh, uh!"

"Jazz" let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice, like a wounded beast, who stumbled and fleeed.

But how could Lucid let the dog who came to the door with difficulty? The corners of the mouth were slightly turned up, and an ancient Hermes syllable was quickly spit out from the mouth:

"Lock!"

"Swipe!"

At the door of the cell, several well-concealed charms were suddenly activated, deformed and extended several thick metal pillars, sealing the only exit.

This is a charm produced by the "Machine Hearts".

At first, Lucid felt that this strange charm was a bit tasteless, but only with the spirit of a rich and powerful landlord, he bought a few, and he planned to be a collection.

But the "jazz" in front of him suddenly changed when he saw this scene, turning into many tiny little bats, trying to slip through the cracks in the pillars.

These little bats were enveloped in a layer of black air, and there was a faint feeling of illusion and unrealism, like a frightened bird, those who were panicked would use the gaps between the pillars to escape.

But how could Lucid, who had planned for a long time, left such an obvious flaw?

Is such a spell still stubborn?

Slightly squinting her eyes, she faintly spit out two ancient Hermes syllables again:

"Light"! "wind"!

Following Lucid's words, a violent strong wind blew in from outside the door, blowing the little bat turned into a "jazz" into a stagnation.

Immediately afterwards, the "Yangyan" spell was activated again, and the dazzling light burst out again, illuminating the small cell.

"Chichichi..."

As the ice and snow melted, the black air lingering on the bat disappeared under the warm light, and the half-dead little bat suddenly shrank into a ball, condensing into an embarrassing "jazz".

At this moment, his so-called "demeanor" has disappeared, and he fell on the dirty floor of his cell like a dog in a bereavement.

"Jazz" stared at Lucid ~lightnovelpub.net~ with panic and panic in his eyes.

But this kind of panic didn't last long. In his desperate eyes, the demonic existence in front of him took out from his pocket one after another "purification" domain spells, activated without money, and then tossed them. To myself...

Under this tide of spells, "Jazz" couldn't hold it anymore.

Soon, he completely dissipated under the last wave of flashbacks, and was purified by a "sun flame" spell.

Lucid swallowed as he looked at the long black nails on the back wall with lingering fears.

This was the last counterattack of the vampire, and almost caught her off guard.

But after all, this guy was still at the end of the battle. With mental arithmetic and unintentional, after all, he couldn't make too much waves.

This is not that the "Jazz" itself is too stretched, and it is also the same ending for other "vampires" to come over.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Lucid felt relieved looking at the pile of ashes and the jelly mixed in it.

Regardless of other things, she quickly took out many bottles and cans from her pocket and sprinkled them all around.

"Holy Night Fan", "Amanda" Pure Dew...

This is the preparation for "psychic".

Seeing this pure and somewhat excessive environment, Lucid was a little worried.

My own measure seems to be too much... Under such a strong "purification", can the "spirit" of the vampire be preserved?

With the mentality of "try not to lose", she tried to "psychic" a little nervously.

After clearing her throat, she entered a "meditation" state, chanting in ancient Hermes:

"I pray for the power of the night;"

"I pray for secret power;"

"I pray for the goddess' favor."

"I beg you to allow me to communicate spiritually with the vampire in the altar."

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