Versatile Mage

Dark torrents, who can survive them?

After all, Sulu was the Speaker of the Asian Magic Association, and before his defeat, he dragged everyone down to a dark hell, and I'm afraid nobody really could get out of that dark hell alive.

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First a large blood red, such as plasma gathered in a sea, followed by an invisible ash desert, and then countless mountain ranges of unspoilt corpses, continuous and smelly!

Movan felt his soul flying fast, going through another world, which was gradually showing its horrible side in front of him, but eventually all disillusioned like a dream.

The head was a little heavy, and after Movan's brief consciousness disappeared, the whole person began to wake up.

The energy on the Evil Bead was completely gone. Movan couldn't help but touch his chest with his hands...

The Devil's Power vanished.

It has a condensed Evil Pearl relationship and has no overly strong side effects.

It's just like a hangover, a little dizzy in the head.

Movan weighed all around, but had a feeling that he was in a nightmare and didn't wake up completely, because the plasma was in front of him!

The intense blood water wiped out many spirits, and the furious breath came and almost suffocated to death.

The view here is very wide, and even if the heavens and the earth sink, stepping on the ground where the ashes are laid, looking in the other direction, you will find a dark forest at the end of the vast ash sand.

Neither does Movan know the exact size of the dark forest and, in short, the extent of the extension is almost to encircle the ash sand.

Plasma floods, ashes sand, dark forests...

Every place is trembling with the ultimate breath of death, nightmares, and truth!!

“Is this really the dark side??” Movan muttered to himself.

Not too far away, several corpses were scattered, probably bitten by objects when they fell here and became completely faceless.

Farther away, it seems that people are walking, dressed in urban clothes, out of line with this whole dark prison.

“Asaria??” Suddenly, Movan discovered the figure of a skinny snake, lying directly in the ash sand not far away.

Movan rushed over and checked on her.

After examining her and discovering that she had not been attacked by some dark creatures, she was relieved.

In the course of constant falls, in addition to low-level and massive creatures like black worms, there are actually several death monarchs like skeletons. Movan's demonic power slowly faded halfway down here, and then his consciousness became blurred, and he didn't know what happened.

Asaria is still in a coma.

Movan subconsciously brings some water to wake her up, and you can see that pool of tomato soup blood, think about it, or forget it.

“Pfft, pfft. ”

“Wake up. Hey, wake up. ”

“Pfft, pfft. ”

Asaria gradually woke up, and when she found out that Movan was still patting herself on the cheek with his big hand, some angrily pushed him.

“Can't you just be a gentleman?” Asaria is like a kitten with teeth and claws when she's angry.

“By kiss? First of all, we're not in a romantic fairy tale forest, but we're surrounded by corpses, not cute dwarves, and finally you're not lying in a crystal bed, but ash sand.” Movan said.

“Beautiful thinking. You didn't do anything more offensive than wake up and slap someone in the cheek without the permission of this Virgin, did you?” Asaria asked with a serious face and a keen interest in the look of her fame.

“No.” Movan replied honestly.

“Useless man. ”

“ …… ”

Nor does Movan know if Asarella's head landed first when she fell, how could she still be in a mood like this, or if she wasn't aware of the shocking plasma sea and ash desert next to her.

“You seem calm.” Movan asked.

Asaria is finishing her ritual, from her beautiful black brown hair to the legs of her silk pants, and she doesn't know what beauty can do in such a place full of death evils?

“This is the dark side.” Asaria replied.

“I know that Sulu is sadistically dragging a lot of people together into the dark.” Movan said.

I didn't think that the end result would be like this, and I didn't know whether I would end up in hell, or whether I would still be able to surprise the wind in such a position.

“He deserves to die, but using such a wicked method is also very counterproductive to him. It's hard to say who will go out in the end!” Asaria said.

“Can you walk out??” Movan raised his eyebrows.

“I remember someone opening the door to the underworld, Hoof's Death Pointer pointing to the Red Sea, which will open a door to the dark side. The underworld is part of the darkness. If you've opened it, why can't you walk out?” Asaria said.

Movan nodded.

Yeah, I opened the gates to the underworld myself.

If you find the underworld and reach that door you once opened in the Egyptian pyramid, it means you can go back to the European Red Sea!!

I thought I was going to die, but I didn't think I had opened a door to rebirth earlier today.

“Where is the underworld?” Movan looked around and didn't know where to go.

Cross this sea of pungent plasma, cross this ash sand, or step over that dark forest.

There is absolutely no direction.

“There is always only one way to go on the dark side. Patience will have to wait. If we, the spirits of the outer realm, do not want to be eroded so that there is no residue left, we must follow the rules of Dark King's game.” Asarella sits on the ashes of the sand and looks like an elegant woman on a holiday on the beach.

“Have you been here?” Movan suddenly caught this message.

Asaria was too accommodating, and she seemed to know that here, even here, she was not even worried that she might sink here forever.

“No.” Asaria smiled, “But I can communicate with many dark creatures, and don't you remember, I have a very special knight. ”

As Asaria finished, her eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the ash sand.

As the bone dust rose, a European knight with a black mount, wearing a dead armor made of grey silver metal, was on his way here!!