Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 779 - 777: Sonic Attack, Sword of Divine Consciousness_1

Chapter 779 -777: Sonic Attack, Sword of Divine Consciousness_1

“Tornadoes, they’re coming again.”

“There are two of them, run quickly.”

Screams of terror broke out, as the Barbarian Tribe people who had just experienced a sudden storm were scared out of their wits, rolling and crawling as they scattered in all directions.

Where the storm tornadoes passed, sand dunes several zhangs high instantly disappeared, along with the Barbarian Tribe people who couldn’t avoid them, spinning and flying into the sky.

Shrill cries of suffering were endless, as the tornadoes spun at an extremely fast speed, whistling as they charged into the distance.

From time to time, a person would fall from the sky like a human cannonball, crashing into a sandpit.

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“Another group knocked out.”

Little Kingfisher was watching the show with great interest, eyes shining with mischief.

“The power of the whirlwind attack is divine!”

Lin Qingluo’s spirits lifted, eyes filled with longing.

“Master, I can’t do it anymore, it’s up to you now.”

The Stele spirit Shi Yu suddenly vanished, and Shibao, with his chubby little body, flew out of the stele, looking weak and drooping his little head.

“Shibao? What’s wrong?”

The sudden turn of events made Lin Qingluo and Little Kingfisher start in fear, raising their voices in alarm.

Shibao drooped his little head, full of regret, “My mana can only support three whirlwind attacks. With the mana exhausted, I can no longer merge with the stele.”

“No wonder all your previous masters had short lives.”

Little Kingfisher had a puzzled face and muttered quietly, “With this level of strength, how can you bear the burden of protecting?”

“Shibao, don’t worry, you’ve done well. Go back to the Blessed Land and rest.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were full of affection. She gently rubbed Shibao’s small head, her gaze tender.

“Alright.”

Shibao nodded vigorously, still worried, and warned, “Master, be careful. The wizard is cunning, and you must not fall for his schemes.”

“Okay, I understand.”

Lin Qingluo spoke gently, summoning the Blessed Land, and sent the stele and Shibao into it.

“The wizard has escaped.”

Little Kingfisher’s keen eyes spotted the wizard crawling out of the sandpit and fleeing in a deplorable state.

“Yin’er, let’s go.”

Lin Qingluo closed the Blessed Land, and her demeanor changed abruptly. Holding a long sword in her hand, she exuded an imposing aura.

“Yes!”

Little Kingfisher had been eager for action, and upon hearing the command, moved as fast as lightning.

Lin Qingluo soared into the sky on her flying sword, like a dazzling streak of light piercing through the night.

In perfect collaboration, the girl and the bird caught up with the wizard in the blink of an eye.

“You are Lin Qingluo?”

The wizard was terrified, looking at the girl and the bird that suddenly appeared before him, and instinctively swung out a spell charm.

The charm’s runes surged in the night, changing from one to ten, then ten to a hundred, strung together, spinning continuously, trapping the girl and the bird within.

“Hmph! With this measly trick, you think you can trap me?”

Lin Qingluo snarled, raising her sword and slashing. A sharp sword light split the night sky, forcefully cutting the spell charm in half.

“Dingling, dingling.”

The wizard’s eyes were fierce, as he muttered a spell while rapidly spinning his wand.

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The copper bell under the skull on the wand spun rapidly, its sharp ringing piercing the eardrums.

“Sonic Attack, Master, be careful!”

Little Kingfisher sensed trouble, flapping its wings and flying high to avoid the Sonic Attack.

“Sword of Divine Consciousness!”

Lin Qingluo’s pretty face darkened; without a moment to spare, her divine consciousness transformed into a golden short sword, whistling out from her forehead, stabbing the wizard between his brows.

“Ahh!”

The wizard let out a miserable cry, clutching his forehead as he spewed a mouthful of blood, and the grating ringing disappeared.

“Master, kill him.”

Little Kingfisher resented the wizard’s ruthless attack, eyes filled with murderous intent, “The Sonic Attack’s damage is not light, causing severe neurological damage to the brain and turning the person into an idiot. This man is cruel and malicious – who knows how many people he has harmed.”

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