I don't know when the bar was empty, even the old man behind the bar had left.
The lights and music continued, but they moved further and further away from Persephone.
Seven or eight empty wine bottles had been thrown on the bar and under the chairs, and the one in his hand was mostly empty.
But she still felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and the burning alcohol could not bring warmth.
Her head dropped lower and lower, and fatigue and sleepiness surged uncontrollably.
She really wanted to go to sleep and not have to think about so many troublesome things.
Before she fell asleep, she only had to do one last thing, which was to pull the trigger and let the flames ejected by Magnum ignite the gasoline, making the fire a gorgeous terminator.
The ground suddenly shook, and there was a faint roar, like a sweeping tsunami.
The roar came from far away and was outside the bar in the blink of an eye.
Persephone raised her head with difficulty and stared blankly, her sluggish consciousness not yet able to discern what exactly happened.
The outer wall of the bar suddenly collapsed silently, and the roof was also reduced to dust, and was pressed to the ground by a strange gravity field.
Half of the bar was silently annihilated, and even the woman's body was crushed flat.
If there is an invisible boundary of destruction that advances all the way and annihilates everything in its path.
The boundary advanced until it reached Persephone before stopping.
So, when Persephone raised her head, her field of view was extremely wide.
Not only the bar, but also half of the settlement in front of her was completely bulldozed.
This is the real power of destruction But now, even the danger and the instinctive reaction when facing a strong person couldn't cheer her up, and her consciousness only became slightly faster.
She tried hard to search in her memory for who could have this kind of power, and several names came to mind.
Among these names, an idea suddenly appeared: "If you don't want to die, you must die in a good-looking way."
This thought immediately refreshed her.
She straightened her back and adjusted her posture slightly, her charm immediately radiating.
In the darkness in the distance, two people stepped out.
It was an old man and a child, a very strange combination, but those familiar with the top brass of the Blood Parliament would not find it funny.
When Lagerfeld and Haydn are together, no one who faces them can't help but smile.
However, Persephone can.
Behind Lagerfeld and Haydn, many figures appeared indistinctly.
Looking at their uniform clothes and their murderous aura, they knew they were the elite special forces under the Speaker's command.
But, is this necessary?
Looking at Westwood and Haydn approaching, Persephone smiled and asked, "Two adults, although I really want to ask, is this necessary?
However, I am surprised and very happy that you can come to see me off.
Happy" Haydn said: "I don't think it is necessary.
However, Mr.
Lagerfeld believed that many accidents would happen in the final stage, and we should be as safe as possible, so we all came and brought many people with us."
After saying that, Haydn looked at the gasoline barrel that Persephone was standing on and said harshly: "Do you think there will be a chance to ignite the gasoline in front of us?
Even if it does light up, I can make it go out instantly."
Persephone sighed softly: "So, you are still a child.
As long as you are here, of course I can't light the gasoline.
But since Mr.
Lagerfeld is here, not only can I light it, it It can also burn until it goes out.”
Haydn frowned, took a step forward, and said coldly: "What do you mean?
Do you mean the teacher will be on your side?"
But Lagerfeld put his hand on Haydn's shoulder, stopping his next move.
Haydn was surprised and asked: "Teacher, she is one of the most important enemies.
It is best to capture her alive."
The old man stared at Persephone, sighed heavily, and said, "You really surprised me again and again, and you can actually understand these principles.
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Haydn is still young, and his ability has just reached its bottleneck, and he doesn't know how to respect it yet.
However, I still hope you wait a moment and don't rush to make a decision.
Even if I suggest that you should accept my treatment, it will be better.
Temporarily soothe your injury so that it does not worsen and will not leave any regrets in the future.
Don't worry, I don't want to take you back alive, but I feel that the person who wants to help you will arrive soon. .
Although I don’t think they will be able to successfully bring you back in the end, but as long as you are alive, there is hope, isn’t it?”
Persephone looked at the old man's snow-white hair and eyes full of wisdom and charm.
She smiled lazily, placed Magnum, who controlled fate, on the bar, and extended her right hand to the old man.
Lagerfeld walked over, held Persephone's hand, then took out a small, pale gold needle from his arms, pierced her upper arm, and slowly pushed the medicine inside into her body.
The syringe is not an ordinary first-aid medicine, but a laboratory product that is dozens of times more powerful and has the function of repairing genetic damage.
Haydn looked at everything with cold eyes, but there were obvious contradictions and struggles in his eyes.
Putting aside other factors, Persephone was still one of the few people in the Blood Parliament whom he felt was worthy of attention and whom he admired very much.
Because of this, Haydn knew her danger and was willing to catch her as soon as possible to eliminate all potential dangers.
Moreover, a living Persephone was of great value.
But Lagerfeld obviously doesn't think so, and he seems willing to give up such obvious benefits.
However, any decision made by the old man has a reason behind it.
Maybe outsiders don't know it, but in Haydn's mind, his figure is so tall that he is almost as tall as the Speaker.
The effect of the potion was very obvious.
The pain in Persephone's body was quickly relieved.
Under the stimulation of the potion, countless warm currents surged out from all parts of the body.
What surprised Persephone was that her strength was also increasing unknowingly.
The evolutionary points accumulated in the fierce battles for days had reached a critical point, and new abilities were naturally formed.
Obviously, the medicine Lagerfeld gave her was far from being an ordinary first aid medicine.
Lagerfeld, who had snow-white silver hair, was extremely charming no matter whether he was smiling or contemplating, or every move he made.
He leaned forward slightly and observed Persephone attentively, while Persephone returned the favor with a faint smile.
"I didn't expect that you could actually advance to the next level at this time and develop new abilities.
This brilliance makes me feel very familiar, but it's a little bit different and I still can't grasp it.
Can you tell me what your new abilities are?"
Lagerfeld asked.
Persephone smiled lazily and said without reservation: "Tenth level of mysticism, beyond luck."
"What an amazing ability."
Lagerfeld clapped his hands, and it was obvious that he was truly happy and praising him: "Beyond Luck, I didn't expect that this ability would really appear, and it would be right in front of me.
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