The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1563

Strike, Magic Lamp! (Revised)

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The result of the choice was unknown. Yamalana and Princess entered the door at the same time, one on each side... Nothing changed, and everything instantly fell back into calm.

But at that moment, the mysterious girl revealed an aura that made the red Magic Lamp shrink its head even further—but this aura was not aimed at the red Magic Lamp. It was aimed at Otto.

Otto bore the brunt of this terrifying sensation, which made his heart feel as though it might explode at any moment... His body seemed to be lifted by some kind of pressure. At the same time, his blood vessels began to swell—a bizarre phenomenon caused by the blood inside him flowing at an incredible speed.

He even felt suffocated, and both his feet had already left the ground... A trace of panic flashed through the eyes of this former king who had gained immortality.

He might die here. He clearly would not accept that fate, so he desperately urged the scant qi within his body, forcing his throat to produce a sound.

He spoke hurriedly, "Magic Lamp! I know where that person is!"

That person... Who was he?

Of everyone present, not many would know... The little maid did not, Ibn did not, and naturally the mysterious girl did not either. This was a secret in the heart of the red Magic Lamp, one of the sources of its pain!

That person... naturally knew whom Otto was talking about!

Over all these years, it had only ever told Otto about its affairs. As for Boss Luo... Give me a break. The red Magic Lamp naturally did not place that fellow within the category of ordinary people.

Had anyone ever seen an ordinary person's magic surpass that of a Magic Lamp?

"Don't you dare touch

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