Time magic and Saint - Remnant magic are both products of the same era.
There isn't much difference in their strength.
However, time magic has many branches. Zuomeng's magic is similar to a summoning - possession.
She summons herself from the future or the past to the current time period, enabling her to obtain abilities that she can't master at present.
Of course, this magic also has two major drawbacks:
First, the caster can't determine what period of herself she is summoning.
What if it's a baby or a cell state... That would be really embarrassing...
Second, the caster's spirit will be affected by the magic. After all, with the constant alternation between the past, future, and present, it's already quite remarkable that Zuomeng can still recognize herself.
It's just that she's a bit crazy in the head...
However, she was really powerful in her prime. At that time, Xiaomeng summoned herself at 35 years old.
She directly pushed Jolian and Yimansha to the ground and gave them a beating. The scene was extremely bloody.
"So what if you've grown up? I can still beat you!" Wumulian circulated her magic power to the extreme, and the temperature in the guild gradually rose.
Then she rushed in front of Zuomeng, and black - red flames instantly crashed down.
Seeing this, the latter raised a hint of a contemptuous smile at the corner of her mouth, and with a raise of her hand, she directly grabbed the opponent's incoming fist.
"My flames disappeared?" The pink - haired girl looked at her blocked fist in disbelief. Before she could come to her senses, she was pulled over by Zuomeng.
"It's time regression, not disappearance..." As she spoke, she gently placed her hand on Lian's lower abdomen. "Do you remember the feeling of running out of magic power last time?"
Hearing this, Wumulian's face turned pale with fright, and she desperately tried to break free from her restraint.
A mage's magic power is equivalent to their life. Once it's exhausted, not only will the body feel extremely painful, but it will also become completely weak and limp, like a person with high - level paraplegia, at the mercy of others.
"Arc of Regression."
A pure white light flashed in Zuomeng's palm, and the pink - haired girl immediately went limp and fell backwards powerlessly.
"Little brat, get your position clear. [The Other Shore] isn't a pet paradise!"
After saying that, she kicked towards the defenseless Wumulian, but a blue - colored great sword suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her attack.
"Alchemical weapon?"
Zuomeng waved her hand, and the Jihuali returned to its iron rod form. "Although you've lost your memories, that doesn't mean you can meddle in my affairs."
As she spoke, a white light flashed on her foot, and she heavily swung it towards Jolian.
"Enough!"
Just then, a slightly tired female voice came from upstairs, and immediately after, a pitch-black thick fog enveloped Zuo Mengbao.
"Meng girl, I seem to remember telling you what would happen if you used the Arc of Regression on someone from the same guild again?"
"V... Ms. Vell... I...."
The lawless Zuomeng just now was directly panicked, and her voice was trembling.
But before she could defend herself, the black fog twisted suddenly, and then there was a heart - rending scream.
"Lian girl, I also remember telling you not to use foul language, right?" A mass of black fog also rolled Wumulian up, but instead of attacking her, it slowly helped her recover her magic power.
"This time, considering that you were provoked, I won't hold it against you. But if there's a next time, you'll end up like her."
Ms. Vercill dispelled the black fog around the two. She didn't show up throughout the process, but that terrifying pressure made everyone in the guild not dare to make a sound.
Without the support, Zuomeng changed back to her little loli form and lay on the ground.
If you observe carefully, you'll find that there's no magic power in her body now!
"All of you listen to me. I allow you to fight, but if anyone breaks the rules I set, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Oh, and Jolian, come to my room. Your previous rules are null and void. I'll tell you again what's not allowed."
The terrifying pressure dissipated, but the guild was still so quiet.
"It's okay, everyone go about your business." Fu Xinyue picked up Zuomeng and tried to smooth things over. "Lian, don't move. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, she disappeared at the speed of light.
Wumulian, who had regained her magic power and was full of energy, froze when she heard this.
After watching her opponent being carried away by that woman, she suddenly had the thought that there might be a funeral to attend tonight?
"Ugh... Without magic power... In her hands... That red - haired shorty shouldn't die, right... "
"I think you should be more worried about yourself." Jolian patted her on the shoulder and turned to walk towards Ms. Vercill's room.
"Qiao, wait!" Mulian called out to her. "Jus... Just now, thanks!"
Xiao'an didn't say anything. She pointed at her feet, as if to say, 'Didn't you also block for me?'
Ms. Vercill's room
Normally dignified and elegant, she was now almost naked. Black roses blooming beside the bed barely covered her alluring snow - white body.
This somehow added a bit more of an air of reluctance and invitation.
Dong dong
"Come in!"
Jolian pushed the door open and entered. The second thing she saw was the damaged baby carriage and doll fragments all over the floor...
Don't ask what she saw at first glance (funny expression).
"Ms. Vercill, you called me."
"Yeah~" Vercill nodded and slowly sat up.
Thick black fog descended again. It seemed that she would do this every time she was about to talk about serious matters:
"The rule I set for you before was that you couldn't use life alchemy on people from the same guild..."
"Now that you've lost your memory, this rule has to be changed."
"Now I don't allow you to use powers other than alchemy on people from the same guild... You should know what I'm talking about, right?"
"Okay." Xiao'an nodded expressionlessly, but her heart was already in turmoil.
"She knows!"
Just now, when Zuomeng suddenly kicked towards her.
Jolian, for some unknown reason, subconsciously said [Gai'eduoshi Law]!
And she also had an urge to touch her head in her heart?
"Good girl, don't break the rules." Ms. Vercill smiled gently at her and raised her hand to indicate that she could leave.
On the other side.
Zuomeng, who had no magic power, had been hung on the lamp in the room by Fu Xinyue, with her own panties stuffed in her mouth?
"I'm sorry, Miss Zuomeng, for treating you so roughly..."
"But you did touch my person just now~"
"Wuwuwu!" Zuomeng struggled with a look of confusion. She never expected that this would be the way she returned to the guild for the first time?
"Be good~ Endure it for a while, and you'll be able to come down soon~" Xinyue half - covered her face, gasped slightly with her small mouth open, and an extremely sick madness ignited in her eyes.
"If only it were Lian~"
As she finished speaking, a spiked club more than two people's height appeared in her hand out of thin air.
Zuomeng: "!!!"
"Wait a minute! This is too big! I have no magic power now! I could die!!!"