The Greece Antagonist

Vivian rolled her eyes and complained, thinking about that disgraceful defeat in the dream ceremony, her expression darkened even more.

After pranking others for so long, it was the first time she was pranked herself.

Luo En rubbed his temples and asked weakly:

"What do we do now? Your sister insists on coming with us. With her around, many things are inconvenient to do; treasure hunting and grave robbing activities will be difficult."

"No worries, I have a plan!"

"What's the plan?"

"You'll know in a moment."

Vivian replied mysteriously, then led Luo En into the thick of the night.

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A quarter of an hour later, Luo En looked at the crystal bottle containing some liquid in his hand, his expression skeptical:

"Are you sure this stuff works?"

"Rest assured, it's always effective!"

Vivian patted her chest in guarantee and urged,

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up, if you drag on any further, it will be dawn."

Luo En hesitated for a moment, then decisively returned the crystal bottle to Vivian's hand:

"You do it, I'll cover!"

Even though this Magic Potion was concocted by him and Vivian together, and he was fully aware of the ingredients and effects of the potion.

But since he had been knocked out by similar small bottles more than once, leaving many humiliating memories, he couldn't help but feel a bit apprehensive about this stuff.

Therefore, it was more appropriate for Vivian to do it.

"You're scared of this? Such a coward!"

Vivian gave her unreliable mentor a sidelong glance, snatched the small bottle, removed the wooden stopper, and pointed the mouth of the bottle toward the bedroom ahead.

Luo En, knowing he was at a loss, took on the task originally belonging to Vivian, raising his hand to draw out the suspicious liquid from the bottle and atomized it into the breeze.

Immediately, a smell resembling lactic acid fermentation and ripening fruit spread out, carried by the breeze, pouring into the bedroom through the gaps in the doors and windows.

Moments later, the sound of flapping wings and rustling crawls came from all directions in the courtyard.

Under the bright moonlight, Luo En saw moths, caterpillars, inchworms, mole crickets, ants, and all kinds of small bugs converging into a dark mass, rushing towards the bedroom ahead.

"Is the potion that potent?" Vivian swallowed nervously.

"Weren't you the one who asked me to upgrade this potion as much as possible?" Luo En's scalp tingled a bit too.

Though he wasn't particularly afraid of insects, seeing so many at once made him feel somewhat uneasy.

Then, Luo En couldn't help but ask again:

"Are you sure this plan will really work?"

"Relax! Morgan has a cleanliness obsession and is terrified of insects. Once a place gets crawled over by them, she'll be unable to help but imagine, causing her entire body to itch, and she'll find every possible way to escape. She won't set foot in that 'contaminated' area for a long time. Once she runs away, we'll leave in the opposite direction, and we won't have to worry about her tagging along. Then we can do whatever we want."

Things turned out exactly as Vivian expected.

As soon as the multitude of bugs infiltrated the bedroom, a loud and high-pitched scream erupted from inside the house:

"Ah! Bugs! Stay away! All of you stay away!!!"

Hearing the faint tremor in the voice from within, Vivian looked at Luo En triumphantly:

"So, how about it, effective, right?"

"Instant effect!"

Luo En, both crying and laughing, gave a thumbs up, satisfying Vivian's vanity.

He really didn't expect that the formidable Death Goddess, the Lake Fairy of Avalon Island, would be so frightened by little bugs, and to such an extent of fear.

But it's good to know Morgan's weakness.

Once the Divine War of the Celtic God Era begins, this little secret might come in handy.

"Boom!"

Just as the two culprits were hiding in the flower bushes, ready to enjoy the scene of the enchantress fleeing in embarrassment, an explosion of thunder suddenly echoed in the night sky.

The two instinctively looked up to see a terrifying tide of magic power crazily gathering, forming a blue-black vortex in the sky like a deep ocean eye.

"End it here, end it this way—Holy Lance, anchor free!!!"

Amidst the off-key scream, the night sky over Cornwall's Main City was torn apart by violent forces, countless Holy Lances woven with magic power, carrying thunderous might, descended onto a small courtyard in the City Lord Mansion.

Before the spear tips even touched down, the chaotic arcs of light whisked around, collapsing walls and houses, making the ground crack like a spiderweb, turning grass, wood, and stones to dust.

At this moment, Luo En in the flower bushes saw the city-destroying Great Ceremony Spell crashing down and winced, gritting his teeth as he looked toward the shadowy culprit shrinking back.

Scaring Morgan off with bugs? What a terrible idea!

If I believe you again, I'm a fool!