Versatile Mage

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“How can this be, how can this be… impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible!!!! ”

“What are these things, assholes? What are these things? Go to hell! ”

“Waste, all waste, calling it the Egyptian Empire of the Dead, can't believe it was defeated by the dead spirit of this land, the god of the underworld is just a waste!! ”

On the head of the Plutocrat frog, the Cardinal Cold Lord roared there like a lunatic.

Perhaps the cardinal is the one who has suffered the most.

He spent more than a decade trying to find a way to communicate with the underworld by obtaining a triangular dimensional mirror and finally being able to perform a feudal feast, overwhelming Sarang as the most influential cardinal in the world.

In order to accomplish all this, he even sacrificed all his men and made him alone, because he believed that more people would worship at his feet in no time.

But in the end, what he saw was a picture of the underworld army being compressed back into the Fang Tou Plains by the Undead Empire. An indiscriminate massacre of living people, the ravages on many cities in the North Plains, turned into the Battle of the Undead!

What can he gain from a war between the dead and the dead?

Stupid as well as stupid!!

Nobody bleeds, nobody stinks, nobody embraces the world, his cold jazz is a joke!!

He lost everything he had, including his faith, and ended up being an unaccompanied widow and so depressed!!

He hates, hates all the stubborn stinking rocks in the north of this town, he hates why these guys need mantis arms as cars, delays the most important time, hates why there is a grand wall here, blocks the progress of the Underworld Empire, hates that self-righteous guy, without him, he would have sealed his own god!!!

“Aaaah!!!!!!!! ”

Cold jazz shouted furiously, with his own scream of injury, his body was bleeding more than ever, coughing up a large amount of blood stains.

Qi was impatient, bright and dizzy, and the Pluto Frog was wise. After he realized that Cold Lord disrespected the Underworld God, he ignored him even more. He shook himself and shook Cold Lord down.

Cold jazz was insane and fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the blood kept spitting.

He was no different from the mutilated corpses around him, his eyes staring furiously at the retreating Plutocrat frog: “Even you look down on me! ”

The Pluto frog ignored the cold jazz at all. If it doesn't go back, it may be swallowed by the sea of skeletons. The skeleton in the sky has been staring at this fat mass for a long time. It could be caught alive and scratched by the sky like another Pluto frog.

“Man is evil to the extreme, even the dead don't care about you, just like you expect others to worship you, ridiculous.” A shadow of smoke appeared silently near the Cold Lord.

Cold Lord turned around and saw the one he hated the most so far!

Movan!!!

This is Movan!!!

Without him, I would have sealed my own god, and no one could have surpassed my masterpiece!!!

Now the Cold Lord hates Movan!!

“I'm gonna kill you!” The word "Cold Lord" popped out of his mouth, and it was an ugly ghost.

Morvan also had scars and blood stains all over him, and he looked weak and windy, but his eyes still glowed!

Cold Lord is also a magician, who exercises precisely the power of the curse.

The curse became more powerful as his whole person came out in a state of rage and rage.

“Ghostbusters!! ”

The cold jazz curse unfolded extremely fast, quickly erected a soul crucifix and summoned a horny demon, about to seize Mofan's soul.

Movan stood there with no intention of struggling to escape.

His eyes were blindfolded with a dark shade, while behind Cold Lord's body, the shadow of the Night Shade flowed silently.

Cold Lord did not find his own shadow betrayed him in the course of the ghost execution. The Shadow held a strange sharp blade and stabbed him hard in the position of Cold Lord's thigh!

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ”

Cold Lord was not prepared at all. This thorn, though in the thigh, was painful to drill. The ghost sentence, which required concentration in order to be able to continue, immediately dissipated.

“Break a limb! ”

Movan took a step forward and his mind controlled the shadow of Cold Lord.

The shadow swimmed quickly onto Cold Lord's other leg and stabbed him again.

The power of diminution spread rapidly, and soon Cold Lord lost his vitality on both legs, as rigid as a corpse.

Cold jazz screams painfully, but Movan is indifferent as a tormentor. If there is a little mercy for such a person, it is a great sin!

The rebel shadow reappeared and stabbed Cold Lord's arms again.

Both arms lost their vitality equally quickly, pulling on Cold Lord. Cold Lord's eyes were filled with pain and discomfort. His mouth was full of his own blood...

Isn't the power of this rebel shadow a mastermind?

When he tried to kill Cold Blue with a mason, he was still a bit constrained by this power.

What never occurred to Cold Lord was that Movan gained this wicked and powerful Night Fury!!

Cold Lord has long been the end of a strong crossbow. In the demonic state, Movan did not intentionally kill him, not just let him go, but Movan has already infused Cold Lord with the Night's Evil Matter, clearly knowing the condition and location of Cold Lord!

Cold Lord seemed to find himself unable to escape, but he was clearly reluctant to continue to be humiliated, biting his tongue and trying to end his life himself.

As Cardinal, he doesn't always have suicide pills on him like the rest of the dead. That kind of thing is never carried by the ruling class, so the only way he can think of it is this primitive...

The problem is that Movan and the Black Holy See have not been dealing with each other for two days. The Black Holy See relieves itself of death. The poor mountain water is bound to end. Movan does not wait for the Cold Lord to open his mouth and throw a giant nail, directly trapping Cold Lord's throat and not giving him a chance to commit suicide.

Death is not truly the end. In the opinion of Cold Lord, even if he becomes a powerful ghost after his death, he is also a ruler of one side, even yelling the arrogant god. Unfortunately, Movan did not even give him this opportunity, which makes Cold Lord collapse and shame directly faint!!

“Huh, scum!” When Movan saw Cold Lord, he slapped him hard in the face and spit!

The Cardinal?

He is presumably number one so far!!

And Movan, the only magician to have ever captured the cardinal rank alive!