Versatile Mage

Chapter 578: Black Deceased Army

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Deadly, everywhere they could see was swallowed up by the black tide, which consisted entirely of those black rotters. It seemed that Sha Yuan's resentment provided them with good nutrients. Each rotter followed the black armor and turned into a trained army.

“Xiao Muxiao, you can have a full meal today, but by the way, bless the good leaders, don't be surprised, or Dad and I will hang up and you will become a pile of scrap iron melted away, and you will never eat your soul again.” Movan grabbed the little fall on his chest with his hands and talked to him.

Xiao Muxiao would never let his father talk to himself and look like an idiot, so he shook his body in the dark to indicate he heard.

“These spirits seem to have more condensed value…” Movan continues to speak to himself.

When he went to those old villages to fight the dead, Movan discovered that after the death of the dead, a group of small green soul slumps were very happy to eat, and soon condensed the slave elite, otherwise Movan would not be able to fortify the Mars to 33.

The greatest gain to Movan from participating in this war is estimated to be the essence. Whether those servant-class cripples take it to condense, or the whole essence that just pops up, it will all be sucked away by the little mud...

So the more black slave-grade rotters there are, the more Movan thinks these will turn into muddy rations. No wonder this fat, autumn-eating guy is shaking up today!

“Kill, kill!!” The cross scar man inspired a shout of morale, and the ice galaxy map between the shouts had emerged at his feet.

Four ice locks appeared next to the man with the winking kung fu. This guy is a very old-fashioned ice magician. The manipulation of the ice lock has reached an extreme limit. He only saw himself jump up, jump between the ice locks flying in front of him, and step on these front-facing ice locks. Cross scar men showed a serial and stylish, and they actually took the lead with their ice locks to kill into the black corpses...

The black corpses are so cluttered, they can't even look at the end of their armies, not everyone can still be so murderous when faced with such a huge mass of corpses!

The encouragement of the Cross Scar man was indeed effective, seeing him as such a brave ice magician, and others showed their different understanding of their magic and began to kill them with these dark corpses.

“If you die, you should rot underground and become the nourishment of plants. Don't run out on the living!” A british-inspired female magician said in a thick robe.

The soil to which her index finger refers immediately grows a raw wrist of demon vine with dense numbness of thorns and spines. If wrapped around the demon, it will surely take off a layer of skin, but these painless dead spirits are not so disciplined. Even if the body is strangled into two sections, its upper body will still crawl with the sharp claws, as if it had won by climbing in front of the creature, the result is that the Demon Wizard stomped her head open with a pair of high boots!

“Queen.” Movan insinuated in her heart that riding this would be quite close to her wanting to ask her for her name.

The Wizard of the Vine glanced hard at Movan, completely in an arrogant position that my mother had no time to meet you on the battlefield.

“Her name is Green Chili, but the non-trial members of the Magic Society prefer to use violence against magicians than the trial council. She once brought a team of high-end cadets to experience. One dude of the world's children was whipped with a demon vine for over an hour, and her clothes were broken... The list of demons killed the seventh number of demons, there were 1330 slave-grade demons who died in her hands, and 78 were war generals. It was only five years of achievement!” A familiar voice came in with a slightly indecent aura.

Movan turned his head and found a man who was close to kissing his knee in front of him smiling and saying to himself, which surprised Movan!

“Shorty, what are you doing here?” Movan asked in surprise.

“I've been here all my life. Damn, you won't forget what I told you. My family lives just north of Bo Street. I'll be here as soon as the order is issued!” The short man also stared.

“Oh, sorry, it's not easy to find you in the crowd, if you don't jump out yourself.” Movan nodded.

“Come on, I'm rich in all kinds of weird ways, but I'm also a sacred magician who once made a pious vow in the Hall of the League of Hunters to do justice and only to love...”

“Speak human language. ”

“Hunters on this mission get the title of Honor Hunter, which transfers money, at least 8 million! ”

“You should be a businessman, not a magician. I despise you.” Movan said.

“Brother, I was present at the city building. You were arrested by a congressman, not voluntarily. ”

“Uh... by the way, what the hell are you talking about? What's with the chili and the green pepper?” Movan's skill at changing the subject is long overdue.

Shorty man picked up a little despicable, looked at the companions who were already killing with the dead spirit, but his mouth slightly twisted: “It is the honor list of the middle order magician, every major force hangs up, the number of dead spirits depends, the green pepper you just wanted to play is the seventh, kill a thousand dead spirits, this achievement is not normal magicians can do... paralysis, even you little rotten corpse want to attack me, step on you and dirty your grandfather's shoes! ”

Movan lowered his head and found a corpse with only half his arm still moving his paws to grab the ankle of the short man, causing the short man's five-foot body to jump and become furious.

“It turns out that we still have the best players in the grocery army… Eat, eat, this dragon fruit tastes good.” As Movan spoke, he stuffed a flame into the mouth of a moving rotten corpse in a tender position, like a virtuous man feeding a refugee dying of starvation on the street.

The burning speed of the burning bones of the fire, the rotting corpse burned not just into the throat of the rotting corpse, not the kind of slow burning, but instantaneously a bunch of ashes, no bone residue left.

The next second, the little mud falls, hold your mouth and suck away the green soul of the dead spirit.

“Brother Mofan, you're not bad either, you know that you are the talent ranked fifth natural dual magician, I'll give you a shine when I say anything will lead the way... Little Dwarf, I'm over you... Oh, I'm not talking about you, Brother Mofan, I'm talking about a 50% discount for you! ”