Versatile Mage

“Grumpy ~ ~”

The Dwarf man's throat knot moved markedly.

Having spent so many years in this place of the dead, every time the night comes, the heart cannot help but beat violently, even if it is not in ancient capital, flying to other cities, at night the share of anxiety and panic will still appear.

“Eat the gray garlic!” The short man ordered humanity.

The black silk woman and neither of his companions hesitated to eat the unpleasant gray garlic with one bite.

Liu Ru also ate one, and only Movan still wrestled there.

“Uhh!! Uhh!!!!!!! ”

The sound made when something dirty was clogged in his throat suddenly came out of the earth. Movan turned around and suddenly found a head full of maggots poking out, his eyes clamped, his chin clamped...

Like being stuck by something, it only comes out of its head, its body is still buried in the earth, and when it sees Movan, it's like a famine man sees a golden chicken leg, and it keeps moving to Movan!

“You're the only one who wants to hurt Grandpa Mo.” Movan kicked it in the head with one foot.

Most of this head was also separated from the neck. This foot was pumped overhead, causing the head to draw an arc in the middle of the sky and hit it hard on a bare rock. The slurry paste was everywhere.

“Uh-oh!!!! ”

The roar fluctuated all around Mo.

All of a sudden, a large piece of dirt cracked open and bare a huge grave less than 10 meters from Movan.

The tomb should be a few years old, and the stone bricks rot poorly. More than twenty half-body half-skells lying seven ways inside, they were like hearing the scream of the rolling head, and suddenly their eyes crawled out of the grave!!

These skeletons are black, most of them are poisoned collectively, and look at some of the tools scattered around them, I'm afraid they are the burial companions of some ancient general. Movan thought there were only a few dozen of them. Who knew there was a tomb hole underneath that tomb, and there were skeletons drilling out of the tomb cave, a bloodstain, a tremendous amount!

Movan's fist rubbed over the air and the flames rolled up...

Since all the skulls were drilled out of the grave, blow up the grave with one punch!

“Movan, look around.” Liu Ru hastily reminded him.

Movan turned his head and discovered that there were still seven or eight of these stone tombs, which were spread over a few hundred kilometres of small muddy land...

Crowds of skeletons rallied like soldiers, their eyes locked on the only breathing Movan here like a star, and that spectacular terror stifled the whole Movan.

“Actually, it's nice to chew this thing carefully.” Movan picked up the gray garlic bite and looked as ugly as he could.

The dwarf smiled disdainfully and glanced at the crowd of skeletons around him and said, “Let's get out of here. This should be the cemetery of a Qing dynasty minister. With so many burialists and craftsmen, it's comparable to the King's burial grounds... These skeletons are fine. If we really want to fight, we can handle them. I'm afraid that there are old ministers in the cemetery who were extremely powerful magicians before their lives. After death, they will become spiritual generals. That would be fatal. ”

“Stay away from me.” Movan added.

The gray garlic effect immediately sees the shadow, even the breath of the dead spirits sometimes feel that you do not wash your mouth, the cleansing habit will give you shelter from the road.

In this crowd of dead spirits, the black silk woman rarely opens her mouth, the sound is like a pure spirit song melody coming down from the air, it would be nice to bring a little more emotion to the words, but maybe it is this non cannibal fireworks that tickles people.

“Is this always the case here?” asked the woman in black silk.

Shorty man was flattered by this question, hastily replied: “Not before, since the Shaho River riot, there has been a lot of death here, industry says a new era of death is coming. Perhaps this is the case if the supreme ruler of the Undead were to change his mind. ”

“Supreme ruler?” The Black Silk Woman immediately raises another question.

“No one has ever seen it, but everyone knows it exists… People call it the Dead Emperor, which is said to have been transformed after the death of the monarch of the Tang dynasty.” Shorty men soon began to sell their culture.

“How many years have you Tang Dynasty been away?” The women of black silk continued to ask.

“We?” The short man stunned.

Movan also glanced and caught a message from the woman's words that she was not a native, no wonder she had a sense of plain harmony in Chinese!

“A thousand years.” Shorty men can't say the exact year.

“Thousand Years King...” The Black Silk woman muttered to herself, but she stopped asking questions.

The woman did not ask, but the short man was like a talent show, and went on to say: "Yes, the spirit of death is old, the older the year, the more horrible the strength, the millennial death nourishes God knows what horrible monsters will be born. ”

The history of the world coincides. Movan, who reads poetry, soon remembers that the capital of the Tang dynasty is in Xi 'an. If the creatures of the dead are nourished here, it is also possible that the ancient kings will become disillusioned after their death...

“These ancient kings are truly, after so many years of death, rulers of the underground world and the night world!” Movan scolded.

“The King's tombs are mostly feng shui treasures, and it is normal to absorb the atmosphere of heaven and earth and eventually turn them into demons. Everyone says that the ruler of the kingdom of the dead has changed, and this is also a joke, as if they knew the ruler of the kingdom of the dead before, it is easy to lose the Lord, and the dead do not know, but the living know.” The short man said.

“Really, no one has ever seen that spiritual ruler?” Liu Ru asked weakly.

Shorty man shook his head and said without lying: “The strongest magician has never seen it, but there were some foreigners who claimed to be the Holy See in the past to seek answers. They were the best magicians, and none came back alive. I heard they turned into ghosts in the end... these gringos are giving us all the trouble! ”

After saying this, the short man suddenly realized that the Black Silk Girl was not native, and laughed hey, "I'm not talking about you. ”

“It's okay, I'd love to hear the people at the Court do stupid things.” A smile flashed in the bright eyes of a woman in black silk.

The Court of Cassation?

Movan seems to have heard of one or two magic organizations on the European side, like arbitration institutions like the Chinese Trial Chamber.

The trial will be the execution, wanted, execution of those wicked wizards with stains, and the Holy See is said to have the same purpose as Ottoman - to preserve peace on Earth.

“If you take part in the world school battle, most of you will deal with these foreign magic organizations.” Movan spoke to himself.