Octopus Online Feeding Guide

Chapter 92

Isaac took a few steps back, and with one finger, a fierce and blazing translucent flame barrier rose out of thin air, blocking himself out.

The heat wave of the flames swept across the entire hall, and the two subordinates hurried to the side to escape, but they still couldn't keep up with the speed of the heat wave.

At the critical moment, a black-gray magic pattern rose from the ground, intertwined with the orange-red flames, twisting and entangled.

They fell to the ground in embarrassment, and breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that black magic was even more terrifying. When their toes touched a little, they immediately burrowed into their bodies from the soles of their feet like leeches. The sharp thorns spread from the inside out, piercing into the flesh.

"Help me, save me!" He couldn't move half of his body at all.

"Run away!" his companion yelled, pulling him a few feet, and seeing that he could not escape, he shook off his hand.

"what!!"

Orange and black translucent magic light streaks swept over, he ran out the door, looking back, a living body was devoured into black powder.

This is the collision of magic and magic. Light and shadow are spinning rapidly in the hall, swallowing and backlashing, constantly ebb and flow.

"It's a misunderstanding, Miss." Isaac said calmly, "I'm not looking for you."

"So, who were you planning to catch?" Chelsea swung the slender magic wand in his hand, and the person opposite him subconsciously blocked himself with his right hand and staggered two steps back.

When he stood there, plumes of black smoke came out from the back of his hand.

Isaac's finger drew a virtual magic spell on the back of the injured hand, and the flames burned the wound into an embarrassing scab.

"You pissed me off." There was no anger in his tone.

I didn't know when there was a magic wand in his hand, and Isaac chanted a spell.

Chelsea's scalp tightened.

Several explosions roared, and the palace in the northwest corner of the palace collapsed. A spear-armoured beast condensed by magical flames flew out, and was entangled and tightened by black chains, dragging it into the ruined palace.

The soldiers guarding the palace surrounded the palace, and the knight commander came along with the government affairs of the palace, ready to rush in to quell the flames of war at any time.

There were a few more violent bangs, and a strange calm was ushered in the smoke and dust of the ruins.

"Lord Isaac, are you all right?"

"what is the problem?"

"You take a group of people to have a look."

The soldier took out his sword from his waist and walked forward cautiously step by step.

Suddenly, the sound of rocks rolling down sounded, and a girl appeared.

Her hair was frizzy and disheveled, her face was stained with a lot of dust, she was as embarrassed as a beggar, her eyes were blinking smartly, and her facial features looked very delicate and delicate.

"Isn't it rumored that Master Isaac is not close to women?"

"Yes, why is there a woman in his palace?"

"This girl is really pitiful. In the battle between magicians, ordinary people can only be torn to pieces."

Several soldiers approached, trying to help her move the surrounding beams and rubble.

The lance armor let out a long howl, and Isaac jumped out of the ruins, pointing his magic wand to the opposite side.

Chelsea thought he was about to make another move, so he slapped the ground angrily and stood up too.

The soldiers stared dumbfounded at her huge and muscular body, and stepped back a dozen steps.

"Who is this?" Andre III and the queen, who were late, looked at this scene curiously.

Isaac frowned slightly, and had no choice but to put away the magic wand in his hand.

His eyes moved, and he respectfully said: "Your Majesty, this is the child you have been living outside for many years."

There was a sound of gasping around.

Chelsea scratched her hair in bewilderment.

Andre III widened his eyes, slowly raised his head, stared at the taller body than a man for three seconds, and walked back.

"Your Majesty?" the Queen called him suspiciously.

"It must have been a mistake, a mistake..." the aged king choked up, with endless vicissitudes in his words.

How could his child grow up like this.

Richel took out the things he had just bought one by one, and finally put in front of Adrian the mowing rake that he had strongly rejected but did not stop Richel from buying.

"Take it quickly, don't be disgusted." Richel tried his best to look serious.

"Which ocean lord would take such a stupid thing?" Adrian was still sullen until now.

"The Sea God Trident has three teeth, and yours has two more teeth, which is more powerful than them."

The octopus' dislike of the rake turned into doubts about its own vision for choosing a mate.

"Here, I spent a lot of money to buy it." Richel held back until his whole face twisted, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Adrian became more and more suspicious of his vision.

What the hell did he find a fool.

"Hurry up and throw it in the backyard." The octopus said disgustedly, messing up his hair.

"Okay, okay." Richel struggled to free his head from his hands, combed his hair casually with his hands, and gave him the gift secretly prepared for Adrian.

The octopus opened it suspiciously, and his face immediately became surprised, "What is this?"

"Plain glasses." Richel put them on for him, "it's even more handsome."

"Why didn't Chelsea come down?" He saw that Lei Sini was going downstairs alone.

Only then did Jacob remember, "A man came in just now and asked who in our restaurant had the best relationship with Uncle Adrian, and I said Chelsea."

"Nonsense, it's obviously Richel." Adrian said.

"But, he said he wanted a woman. Isn't sister Chelsea the only woman in our restaurant?" Jacob asked doubtfully.

"Who? Why ask such a thing?" Richel was puzzled.

"Who knows, no matter what, it's impossible." Adrian leisurely looked at everything around him through his glasses, "She's a witch."

In the resplendent palace, a group of people surrounded Chelsea, as if they were looking at the strange beast that the treasure hunter had just brought in.

"Are you His Majesty's illegitimate daughter?"

"The lowly gray elf is your mother?"

"No wonder..."

Everyone surrounded her, and there were many people whispering not far away.

Chelsea has finished grooming and changed into a petite look. She has changed into a palace dress. Just looking at her figure, she is still pretty good, but her face... Chelsea lowered her eyelids impatiently.

According to the dialogue discussed by these people, she finally understood why she was here.

Just now she heard Jacob's yell and came down from upstairs, saying that Adrian's friend had something to do with her.

She thought she was the legendary lord of Liberty City, but she was stunned halfway, and when she woke up, she was carried in a sack.

She waited until the best time to appear, intending to catch them off guard, but she was in Reston Palace.

It was only later that she felt scared. The person who fought with her was the most powerful magician in the whole continent and the most respected guardian of the Human Empire, Isaac.

To him, that battle was just a small fight, right?

"Does your mother look like this too?" A young lady with a pretty face asked, her sharp voice successfully pulled her back from her thoughts.

"My God, if that's the case, it's no wonder His Majesty said that he was deceived by the evil gray elves."

"Your mother's methods are really extraordinary."

"The elf used this child to blackmail His Majesty back then, wanting a title, but fortunately, His Majesty drove them away."

"It's a good thing that she wasn't allowed to succeed at the beginning, otherwise the reputation of the imperial family would be completely ruined by her."

Chelsea sat at the round table and drank tea quietly, taking the belittling of those delicate noble ladies and wives as wind.

She was suddenly a little thankful that it was her who was sitting here at the moment.

A person suddenly appeared next to her, pulling her into a corner.

When Chelsea saw that it was him, he threatened without confidence: "Don't think that this is your territory and I won't do anything, just let it go!"

Isaac let go of his hand without hesitation, "I didn't have any malice towards you. On the contrary, you attacked me as soon as you saw me."

Chelsea crooked her mouth, she wanted to go back to the restaurant to play flying chess with the skeleton.

"I want you to do me a favor." Isaac said kindly.

"Why do I have to help?"

"It's not you, it will be Richel." Chelsea frowned.

"You find a way to make His Majesty completely loathe you." He said meaningfully, "I believe it will be easy for you."

In the few contacts he had, he was already bored with this woman.

"Your plan is just this? I remember that you, a highly respected great magician, did not hesitate to use your reputation and influence secretly to get rid of Richel. Did I remember wrongly?"

"Isn't it because you are here now? If you can help me solve a problem, why should I go to him again?"

Chelsea readily agreed.

"Remember, make everyone disgusted."

"Dinner is ready, please enter the living room and take a seat." A servant came in from the door and said loudly.

Chelsea lifted her skirt, bid farewell to Isaac, and walked into the banquet hall gracefully.

"Pretending to be like a noble lady." Someone behind laughed.

Chelsea turned her head expressionlessly, "When I was fighting in a swinging skirt, you were still padding the diaper in the nurse's arms."

The lady was stunned by the rudeness of her words.

There was a muffled laughter from all around, not knowing who they were laughing at.

Chelsea was sitting on the king's left, with the queen in the middle. On the other side was a young woman who nodded friendly when she saw her looking over.

Within half a day, Andre III was shocked twice by her appearance, each time it was unacceptable, and now he had to announce to everyone present that this was his child, and he was so angry that he couldn't help swallowing. Can't go down.

The reputation accumulated all his life will be wiped out tonight.

"Is this the person you insist on getting Isaac back?" the queen asked in a low voice, with sarcasm in her eyes.

"It's a bit...unexpected." He never believed that his excellent royal blood would give birth to a person with such a look.

Definitely the fault of the child's mother.He thought swearingly, regretting for the first time that he had made such a reckless decision, but it was still the result of his own will.

"Where is the great magician?" Andre III asked in an old voice.

The attendant next to him said: "He is not feeling well, so go back and rest first."