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Volume One: The Boy Here Chapter 70: Transfer of Power in the Tower Spirit

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    Floyd shrugged: "Amira, I underestimated you. I always thought Solomon was hidden enough. I didn't expect you to be able to suspect him."

    "It's very simple. Things like Pandora's flowers have always obeyed the will of their master. In addition to absorbing the master's power, they are completely the most perfect servants. How could they be disobedient? Moreover, when Solomon was fighting against the Queen Bee  , I feel a very scary aura. To be honest, I have no doubt that if the queen bee really angers Solomon, it will destroy this place at all costs. Moreover, you have used spiritual power to communicate with Solomon. Although there may only be one  Two sentences, but these two sentences made Solomon continue to hide his strength and pretend to be dumbfounded.

    "Also," Amira glanced in a certain direction with deep meaning, "that stupid donkey has been peeking at Fata. It thinks I haven't noticed it!"

    The eyelids of a dragon horse beast pretending to sleep outside twitched and continued to pretend to sleep.

    "Bingo. Smart Amira. You guessed both of these points right. My starlight is very strong now. Although I don't know what kind of damage I can cause to Fata, I can definitely put you into a deep sleep.  "Freud looked at it levelly, "Then, let me tell you the final answer. Comply, or refuse."

    "I choose" Amira spoke very slowly, and even gasped for breath, which made the two listeners' hearts rise, and Freud couldn't help but become nervous.

    ¡ª¡ª"Give me the power."

    Freud¡¯s psychology was relaxed.  His two trump cards that can deal with Amira may really be able to subdue Amira, but they will definitely lead to losses for both parties.  This is not a situation he wants to see.  Now that Amira voluntarily surrenders her rights, everyone is happy.

    He solemnly said: "Amira, I will be fair to you in the future."

    Amira waved her hand and said bitterly: "Floyd, you pushed me into the corner."

    "They pushed me into a corner." Floyd was silent for a moment. "I didn't want to die, and I couldn't afford to fail. So I had to push other people into the corner."

    "I see."

    "Delegate authority to Julian." Having said that, Freud stopped covering up and said directly.

    "Okay." Amira said in a low voice, "Julian, come here."

    Julian walked over with a grimace.  Those rights are completely a hot potato, and Freud still insists on forcing them to take over.  It doesn't matter if it takes over now, nor does it doesn't take over if it doesn't.  It is really anxious now, fearing that Amira will do something to him if she is not balanced.

    Seeing Amira's expressionless face, it felt even more unsure, and said with a charming smile: "Lord Amira, I am also obeying the master's words." The implication is that everything was ordered by Freud, and I am just a pawn.  Son, if you are angry, go to him.

    "Hmph!" Amira looked down on this weakling from the bottom of her heart. At first, she was acting arrogant, but later on, after she tried a little bit, she succumbed. Her smile never broke. Such a scumbag is worthy of being a scumbag.  How can a slave doing odd jobs become a tower spirit who assists his master in managing the tower?

    "Remember, Floyd's orders must be carried out unconditionally."

    "Don't worry. I will try my best to carry out the master's orders." Julian stopped his smile and said solemnly.

    Its serious look was obviously beyond Amira¡¯s expectations, and its tough attitude made him feel even more uncomfortable.  Amira couldn't help but re-examine this person who came and went as soon as she called her.

    Freud silently watched the handover between the two tower spirits. Although Amira was shrewd, she obviously despised Julian.  Freud didn't know what Julian was like before he turned to necromancy, but if he had practiced necromancy to the level he had at that time, how could Julian really be that despicable?  Freud felt chills in his heart every time he saw Amira scolding him while Julian could still smile in a flattering way.

    At that time, he was thinking that this is a person who has mastered Qi-nurturing Kung Fu. If he were to overpower Amila in the future, Amila would suffer.  Unexpectedly, not long after this, his tolerance for Amira reached its limit, and he had to let this dormant poisonous snake appear to replace Amira.

    I think Julian must have tried his best to guard the sleeping Amira

    A six-pointed star formation appeared in the void, fixing Amira and Julian at one end.  The magic circle was blazing brightly, and a copy of the brand of Amira's Fatata Spirit inside was imprinted on Julian.

    Floyd stared at the marks, trying hard to identify the curse lines in them.  He is now particularly interested in the fundamental curse seals or words about the Fata.  Because no matter what kind of existence, theirPrinted textures always reveal their most original and true information.  But he looked for a long time and found nothing.

    He really regretted not studying the magic course well back then.  It's true that when the book is used, it will be less regretful.  I¡¯ll make sure to pick up my magic knowledge when I go back!

    The six-pointed star formation was cancelled, and the figures of the two tower spirits appeared.  Julian obtained the permissions of the first four levels. There was a bright cursed seal on his forehead. His whole person looked full of temperament, and lightning flashed freely between his eyes.

    On the other hand, Amira looked as if she had been brutally charged head-on by Solomon. She was listless and dejected. Her soul was no longer solid and a little transparent. Even her virtual face was a little blurry.

    Freud apologized: "Amira, I will give you a bottle of royal jelly in a moment. You have a good rest before we start creating."

    Amira looked up at Floyd and said in a hoarse voice: "No need. The power I have left is enough for you to create a small world."

    Freud knew that it had complaints in its heart and was angry with him.  She sighed silently and stopped trying to persuade him.

    "How do you explain to Katyusha?" After a while, Amira asked unwillingly.

    Floyd blinked his pure and innocent eyes, and asked in astonishment: "Shouldn't what happened in a while be like this: As a tower spirit, you volunteered to solve the problems for the master of the tower. Seeing that I am not strong enough, the great  He lent me his power to help me create the world, but eventually his power was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep." He looked at the three people around him and asked confidently, "Isn't it supposed to be like this?"

    Amira, Julian, and Apache all opened their eyes, obviously shocked.

    Amira took a deep breath and gritted her teeth: "Freud, how can you be so shameless?!"

    Freud sighed: "Amira, I will tell Katyusha about your noble sentiments."

    "Thank you very much for that." Amira sneered, feeling so angry that she was so angry that she was weak.

    "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense." Freud's face straightened, "Let's quickly think about how to create that small world."

    Julian suddenly frowned and said: "Floyd, your guards outside suddenly started killing the golden bees. They may think something happened to you. You should come forward to solve it."

    Apache became anxious upon hearing this: "Master, please stop them quickly!"

    Floyd nodded, and then said: "Okay. Amira, let my body go out. Apache, you also go out with me and restrain your people."

    "Yes." Apache said.

    "Julian, the master has given an order. You have to carry it out." Amira said in a sinister voice.

    Julian showed a little toughness and immediately returned to his soft state. After listening to Amira's words, he saluted him respectfully, and then began to perform his responsibilities as a tower spirit.

    It was the first time to control Fata, Julian was obviously a little excited and a little nervous.  He stretched out his hands, formed a seal with his hands seriously, and twisted the magic power into slender light. His fingers were covered with criss-crossing thin threads as if turning a rope, and then the magic circle formed by the thin threads was slowed down by his hands.  He pushed it out slowly and hit the wall.

    A strong beam of light was aroused from the wall, directly covering Floyd and Apache.  Then Floyd's soul and the Apache were taken away in an instant.

    When Floyd opened his eyes again, he was back in the jungle.  Although it was night, all kinds of fighting spirit and magic were flashing and highly visible.  Floyd saw Old Huck and the others killing the Golden Bees, and couldn't help but feel distressed, and quickly stopped him: "Stop!"

    Originally, in his plan, the world he created might only be able to accommodate 10,000 to 20,000 golden bees, so he was very dissatisfied with Amira for deliberately leaving 50,000 to make things difficult for him, but now that he can use Amira's power  , these 50,000 are naturally no problem.  Now the people Old Huck and the others are killing are all members of his future Golden Hornet army.

    Hearing Floyd¡¯s voice, Old Huck looked back in surprise and saw that Floyd was safe. He quickly called on others to come closer to Floyd.  The Scarab Bee was restrained by the Apache and did not pursue it.

    "Master, how are you?" Old Huck asked anxiously.

    A warm current surged through Freud's heart, and he battled wits and courage with Amira alone in the Fata. Although Solomon watched from afar, he still felt lonely.  But now among people like Old Huck, Floyd has settled down and has a feeling of returning to the team.

    "Old Huck, don't worry. I'm fine now." Floyd looked around.Tina and the right-hand members also saw Annie protected by a magic circle, so they felt relieved and asked, "How long has it been since I disappeared?"

    "one day one Night."

    "Old Huck, how are the tails and the fifth team outside?"

    "Master, it's strange to say that those golden bees actually helped us interfere with the enemy's magic detection and let them go west. And the fifth team also followed them to the west."

    "Really?" Freud felt relieved. It seemed that Amira was not doing anything serious.  At least he knew how to help him lure away his enemies.
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