My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

"It's so hot here that it's driving me crazy!" Karana complained loudly, stretching her pretty face to the taxi's window that was opened to the largest possible size. The street scene of Rome quickly passed by her, like a dream bubble in the air distorted by the heat wave.

Even though it is already September, the sun is still shining brightly in Italy, which is shrouded in the Mediterranean climate. The solidified air is constantly heated up, almost turning into a colloid that can scald people alive. There is not a single breath of wind.

"You don't have to come with us." Siegfried closed his eyes and rested in the passenger seat. As a male half-Veela, his appearance attracted the driver's (male) fiery gaze. "Stay in Avery's manor and enjoy the dessert prepared by the house-elves."

"And then being punched into two pieces by Latarn Magnus?"

Kalana made a face. "Let the doctor take this risk! I don't want to play with that red-haired lunatic. Hey, sour-faced man!"

She turned to Virgil, who was sitting in the back seat with her. "Why do we have to go back to your hometown?"

Virgil crossed his arms in front of his chest, holding the Yama Sword. Upon hearing this, he just glanced at Kalana coldly, then retracted his gaze without saying a word.

It can be said that the contemptuous attitude is expressed vividly.

"Hey! I have a bad temper!" Karana crossed her hands into a lotus shape, and opened one scarlet, creepy, deformed eye after another in her silver hair. "It seems that I have to teach you how powerful the god Horuo is!"

"Stop it!"

Siegfried rubbed his temples with a headache. The conflicts among his subordinates made his already tense nerves even more painful. Especially when he thought about the red lion with magnetic field power, which was able to save Hogwarts from the beast tide that he deliberately provoked, he felt like an invisible needle stirring behind his eyes.

They are all time travelers, so how can that guy be so strong? !

This is not fair!

Whenever he thought of the man carrying the Dragon-Slaying Spear on his shoulder and killing the Giant Halberd Dragon with one blow, he felt that the already polluted air in the taxi became even more suffocating, as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat.

The Red Lion must be ended!

Otherwise, there would be no place for other time travelers in this world!

Counting the cards he could use, Siegfried explained to the upset Kalana, "You've played the Devil May Cry series, right? In the fifth part, the Demon King Eurysong's Demonic World Tree will produce a fruit that greatly increases his power."

"You Lizang is just...oh~" Karana glanced at the silent Virgil from the corner of her eyes, "You plan to make the Demon World Tree come early and use the fruit to overturn the power gap with Latan."

"That's not all." Siegfried drew circles on his forehead with his index finger. "I also need a power that is close to the rules, a power that prevents people from ever truly dying. In Rome, I will definitely find Giorno Giovanna. When he awakens the 'Golden Experience Requiem', I can use my system to copy his stand..."

"No matter how strong Naratan is, he is nothing to worry about!" Karana hugged Siegfried's neck from behind the co-pilot and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek, "Brother, you are so smart!"

Siegfried's eyes twitched, and he pushed Karana away in disgust. He knew better than anyone that his sister's body contained the soul of a greasy middle-aged man.

He doesn't want to become Awei, and his sister can't be Jie Ge.

"We're here." Virgil, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke.

The white van taxi stopped in front of an elegant and old two-story building. The building looked like a miniature palace. From its ancient Greek plaster columns and relief carvings all over the walls, it could be seen that the people living here must have lived a rich life.

However, the lawn outside it showed signs of wild growth. The dark-leaved ivy even covered the bay windows protruding from the wall. Dead roses desperately poked their heads out from the rusty cast iron fence, emitting silent wails.

No matter how warm and magnificent it was in the past, it has now turned into a pile of dry bones waiting to decay.

Kalana was the first to escape from the taxi filled with the smell of cigarettes and cheap perfume. She looked up at the white marble human sculptures on both sides of the walkway behind the cast iron gate and exclaimed, "It's almost as luxurious as Avery Manor. If not..."

She lightly rubbed the fence with her index finger, and her fingertips immediately turned into a dark gray. She curled her lips: "...such dirty words."

“Appearance is not important.” Virgil swung his sword and cut off the iron bolt on the door, causing it to open its arms to its former owner with a creaking sound. “As long as I can gain power…”

Then you can trample Dante and Latan under your feet!

Siegfried got off the taxi last and said to the taxi driver who was so intoxicated by her beauty, "Will you do anything for me?"

"I...I do..." The driver with black curly hair stared at the British boy's face obsessively, and his already half-baked English became even more unclear.

"Very good." Siegfried smiled, enough to make the driver's crotch put up a tent. "You keep driving forward, all the way into the river. You're not going to get out of the car, and you're not going to breathe, are you?"

"Yep……"

The driver muttered to himself, his eyes wild and confused, and he didn't even close the passenger door. He just shifted the gears and stepped on the accelerator. The friction between the rear wheels and the concrete floor produced puffs of blue smoke, and the taxi rushed out like a whipped horse, scaring other vehicles on the road to quickly hide aside.

Siegfried turned around with satisfaction and met Virgil's cold gaze.

The half-demon said calmly, "Is it necessary?"

"This place is also protected by a spell. The fewer people who know this address, the better." Siegfried slowly adjusted his blue-edged suit. "Are you soft-hearted towards these ants, Virgil?"

Virgil snorted, and it was hard to tell whether it was sarcasm or ridicule, "It's just that there is less fertilizer to nourish the demon world tree."

Siegfried nodded with satisfaction. "That's right." He glanced at the two-story villa. "So, you're not going to invite us guests in for a visit?"

……

The taxi driver rushed along the road, completely deaf to the screams and horns coming from all around him. His eyes were dazed and confused, and he had only one thought in his mind: jump into the river for him! Die for him!

Suddenly, an extremely tall blond man appeared in his field of vision. He stood straight on the road, raising a broad palm right in front of the roaring engine under his butt.

It's like taking a taxi.

The driver laughed crazily, shifted the gear to the highest gear, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the pointers on the dashboard all moved to the far left.

You could die for him! You could die for him! You could die for him! You could die for him! You could die for him!

The blond man gently placed his palm on the hood of the car that was rushing towards him.

It was like a cannonball exploding! The car shell screamed and twisted under the palm, and the engine inside the front of the car exploded. The huge impact force caused the driver to hit the airbag that popped out from the steering wheel. He heard terrible creaking sounds from his nose and cervical vertebrae at the same time.

The severe pain pierced into his brain like a drill, and the confusion lingering in his nerves disappeared in an instant. The driver felt as if he had woken up from the deepest nightmare, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

Why are you here?

Before he could figure out the problem, the sunlight shone onto his head through the torn roof. A huge hand reached out and grabbed his collar, lifting the adult up as if he were nothing.

"Can you still speak, mortal?"

The driver blinked, but there was still a lingering bloodshot in his eyes. His ears seemed to be stuffed with cotton and he could not hear anything clearly. However, he did smell a scent that did not belong to Italy.

It was the chilly and bitter cold of the land, mixed with the smell of blood plasma and the howling of beasts.

From the blond man who pulled him out of the driver's seat.

This man had a pair of unruly ice-blue eyes, his long blond hair was braided into several tight braids, tied with copper rings engraved with ancient symbols, and hung from behind his ears to his broad shoulders. His angular and slightly protruding chin was wrapped in a thick beard, and between his lips - was that a fang?

The man stared at the driver's dull eyes for a while, raised his hand to grab the Italian's head, and said to himself: "It seems that I have to use the old method..."

The driver didn't know what the other party meant by "the old way", but a chill rising from the bottom of his heart drove him to move his lips desperately: "You can still say..."

"Ha! That's much more convenient. Fortunately, I still remember Low Gothic." The wolf-like man grinned, revealing a mouthful of thick, sharp, pale teeth. "Tell me, where are those three little things?"

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Latan forced Marenia to swear not to plant the golden seed, and crushed the golden sphere that might attract the Supreme Will into residue. He said to Minamoto Kiyotaka who was enjoying the French seafood soup, "The Alchemy Department and Equipment Department of Kassel Academy have sent people here. Professor Mance needs their help to make monster materials into equipment, and the venue has been selected in Hogsmeade."

When Minamoto Kiyotaka smiled, the corners of his eyes turned up, and his soft facial curves were just like a fox demon. Just by looking at his appearance, it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. "What do you need me to do?"

"My factory is also there. Please tell Zangief and Lucius to build good relations with the people from Kassel Academy." Latan paused, "You have to let them know that we are equal allies."

Minamoto Kiyotaka knew who "they" were referring to, and nodded with a smile. When he stood up, he pointed at the golden-maned lion on Latan's head and said, "Aren't you going to let it come down first?"

Latan wiped the blood from his forehead and said, "Let him bite to his heart's content."

Minamoto Kiyotaka put on a gas mask and left the auditorium. Dante immediately came over eagerly and pointed at his own nose, "What am I doing?"

"The time travelers need to build a defense line." Latan watched coldly as the reformists, the fateists, and the conservatives were taken away by Professor McGonagall. "Take Perturabo with you." He pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the stinky-faced badger surrounded by the Hufflepuff girls. "Supervise these pigs."

"Watching people work? I like that!" Dante threw the half-eaten pizza onto the plate and adjusted the collar of his shirt, trying to make it look more casual.

He squeezed into the group of girls, "Okay girls, I have to take this unhappy little thing away. It's cute, isn't it-Aww!!!"

Perturabo bit down on the half-demon's fingers that were trying to tickle his nose, causing Dante to let out a scream that could have woken the dead.

The big badger made of muscle obviously did not intend to let Dante go. Under the astonished gaze of Professor McGonagall and the time travelers, Perturabo pressed Dante down on the Hufflepuff table and picked up two golden plates to hit the boy's butt with both hands.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Latan! Ah! Help!"

Well, although his temper has improved a lot, he is still the same twisted person.

As if he hadn't heard anything, Latan said to Zheng Shilong, who was looking expectant, "I need a clerk."

"I have no choice but to do it!" Zheng Shilong picked up the large book with a metal cover and said with high morale.

"It's not you." Latan raised his hand and pointed at the listless brown-haired girl next to Zheng Shilong, "Her."

Kurumi flinched in fear as if struck by lightning, "Me?"