Unlimited Seeing

Chapter 32

Qin Mo didn’t care about Pettchius’s intention, and directly passed him and came to Emilia’s body.

“Ahhhhhhh…Ignored! So lonely! I am so, so, so! I welcome you so warmly!”

Pettigius cried again, the inexplicable tears, that was an excessive passion that others could not understand.

The sigh of Frost in Qin Mo’s hand flashed as a stream of light, and the shackles that bound Emilia were instantly cut off.

“It seems that you chose the silver-haired princess! But the noble witch can never let you take it away! That is the most important container!”

Hostility and malice appeared in Pettchius’s voice.

“Master Qin Mo, please come and release Rem too!” The blue-haired maid looked expectant, her beautiful blue eyes shining with strange brilliance.

“You can just give me enough, you didn’t get any injuries at all! I don’t believe that these chains can trap you.” Qin Mo ignored Rem who made the blame.

“Xuma.”

With a soft whisper, the shackles on Rem’s body turned into fragments and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Rem couldn’t help thinking of what Qin Mo had said to her that her sister might never have a girl like it in her life.

Judging from Qin Mo’s behavior just now, Rem had another feeling that he was worthy of his sister, even such things could be expected.

If Master Qin Mo really couldn’t find a girlfriend in the future, it would be better for Rem to snatch a wife back for Master Qin Mo. The blue-haired maid made this decision in her heart.

“Al Kurarista.”

Qin Mo waved a sword forward blankly and cut off the invisible hand that had hit in the dark.

“You, saw the invisible hand just now?” Pettigius’ voice began to tremble, as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

The madman sent the remaining fingers into his mouth one by one, each biting until it became bloody and the bones shattered.

“No way! No way! No way! No way! No way! Strange! I made a mistake! Misunderstood! Seeing my power! The invisible hand I was granted for petting! No one is allowed to see it! !”

Pettchius’ eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Qin Mo with hatred.

The invisible hand is the power conferred on laziness.

As the name implies, it is a magic hand that is invisible to the naked eye. Although these hands are not fast, they are extremely powerful, tearing the human body and crushing rocks at all.

If you don’t know its abilities, it is easy to be killed by him without knowing it.

Qin Mo felt that if Petitchius switched careers to an assassin, he would have more prospects than to become a teacher of serious crimes.

“There is no need to be so angry, I didn’t see your dirty hands.” Qin Mo smiled maliciously at the corner of his mouth, “Don’t you wonder how the wind in this cave suddenly became so strong?”

That’s right, Qin Mo didn’t see the invisible hand.

Qin Mo knew the power of sloth, so naturally it was impossible to be unprepared.

He just covered the entire cave with wind magic beforehand. When Pettchius’s invisible hand appeared, he could accurately perceive its position.

A little reference to Emilia’s method of dealing with laziness.

Of course, he can also, like Wilhelm, raise the dust to judge the invisible hand, and directly kill the sloth.

But Qin Mo felt that the current method was even better.

In fact, Qin Mo’s ideal way of fighting is that Petitchius stretched out two magic hands and pressed them, and he pressed them back with two thousand magic hands.

But it is a pity that Jian Jigu failed to capture the power of laziness, and there are still too many restrictions on his knowledge of Jigu.

However, as long as he goes all the way, Qin Mo believes that he will definitely find something that will evolve his knowledge of the ancients in the main god space, although the time may be a long time later.

He hopes that one day, his understanding of the ancients will be transformed, and in a true sense it will reach the point where one can see the ancients.

“I didn’t see it! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! I didn’t see it! Sure enough, the witch still loves me! So I need to repay me with diligence! Diligence and diligence! Diligence! While cheering.

“Al Shuma!”

A huge icicle flew towards the sloth.

“Magic! You a knight used magic to attack me! You should use your sword to kill me! Using magic is not good, inappropriate, unreasonable. A knight who is addicted to magic is simply lazy!” Qiwu Si easily smashed the icicles with a magic hand.

“Then it’s as you wish.”

Qin Mo raised Shuangzhi’s lament in his hand, violently smashed the ground, and rushed towards Pettigius.

The madman grew dozens of magic hands and attacked Qin Mo, but Qin Mo approached Pettigius in an instant with his astonishing speed and body skills.

The rainbow-colored sword light flashed, and all the magical hands disappeared.

“Won’t make you wish! Ul Dona!” Pettitius began to chant magic.

The ground around him began to bulge, and a rock wall mixed with flakes and mud surrounded the madman from all directions.

Well, I don’t remember that this guy still uses magic!

Qin Mo’s eyes narrowed, and he showed Petitchius what a magnificent sword skill was.

“boom—-”

The rock wall was neatly cut into countless fragments and exploded.

Even when Frost’s Lament passed through Pettchius’s body, the madman was still laughing.

“The trial has not been completed, even if this body is rotten, I will come to you diligently! This is love love love love love love——”

Will you transfer your soul to your fingers after the body dies?

But it’s a pity that you can’t come back anymore. This sword is for you, and Qin Mo is not interested in killing him so many times.

Although it would only be a one-star elementary undead unit, Qin Mo was still curious about what Pettchius’s soul would summon.

Qin Mo decided to call it out when he had time in the future, hoping it wasn’t something like a skeleton soldier.

“Master Qin Mo, is it over?” the blue-haired maid asked cautiously.

“Well, it’s over.” Qin Mo touched Leim’s head.

Emilia looked at Pettchius’s fallen body, and she felt a sense of sadness for no reason.

The silver-haired half-elf who came back to his senses found tears on his face.

Why? Why should I feel sad about the death of such a villain? I should hate this man, I am really strange, really.

I should be happy that Qin Mo killed the Great Sin Secretary of the Witch Cult.

The silver-haired half-elf wiped away his tears and patted himself on the cheek.

Yes, Emilia, you should be happy.

Just thinking about it, the tears flowed down again, and couldn’t stop it.

“I’m sorry, Leah, if I have a chance, I will kill Pandora, the fake witch.”

Emilia’s tears made Qin Mo feel very heavy, and even the joy of completing the two main tasks was diminished a lot, and he could only make such a promise in his heart.