Versatile Mage

“Dead Book Soul! ”

Lincoln, a cursed magician, saw the first wizard come up with a trick when he used his knife killer to nourish his food.

He held this iron ink brush in his hand and wrote a curse directly on the air.

Ten Mountain Dragons of Witchcraft, transformed from the Mountain Sting Witch Beast, were immediately bound by something, and if you look closely, you will find them surrounded by the speedy words of Lin Kang.

These strange and evil words line up like a strong, whipping iron chain in a bloody wind, tying the Shannon of Witchcraft tightly in place.

Weird words are getting more and more, even at the feet of Shanlong the Witch.

The glorious words that emerge at their feet are dense and numb, and they are filled with pages that are exclusive to the Book of Death!

After the page was completely filled, all the words of the glow were bleak, and surprisingly, the process of the bleak words was also degenerating.

Armor peels off, flesh dries, bones relaxes, souls withers...

The strong and fierce Shanlong of the Witchcoat will also have time to strike Lin Kang in the future, as the curse on the dead thin quickly degenerates.

Ultimately, the mighty Mountain Dragon of Witchcraft turned into a humble poison worm, which was wrapped in a group of liquid dirt and eventually died.

“Oh, I'll see what else you can do.” Lincoln laughed wilder.

In the past, it was really difficult for Lincoln to implement the Deadbook, but with the dramatic upgrading of the two legal systems, it seems that this grand spell has also become simpler.

“This page is for you. My dead body is a nobody.” Lincoln suddenly pointed the pen in his hand at Mubai.

It turns out Lin Kang Lyrics wrote 11 pages, the page filled with the most vicious spells is still behind it, and it has Mu Bai's name on it!

Death only, whether alive or not, Lin Kang's death thin will not come out randomly, but since he wants to achieve the supremacy of his city's northern capital, he doesn't mind even if the Magic Society trials will have their own troubles.

Mubai could not retreat in time, and the glowing blood words appeared around him, and the lines of blood, such as long bamboo Jane, not only locked Mubai's body, but also wrapped Mubai on a layer by layer.

“Ah!!!! ”

Mubai shouted painfully, and those glowing words cursed Bamboo Jane for a second, but the next second was engraved on Mubai's skin.

Every first one is deep, almost to the fleshbone, and the blood spills out to make every cursed word look evil and horrible.

“Death under a slaughter knife is the most comfortable thing. Why did you choose a dead book?” Lincoln stared at the bloody Mulberry and laughed.

Mu Bai's face was filled with blood, but his eyes were not dimmed by the despair of this unbearable ordeal.

He looked at Lin Kang, and there was a flame in his chest, which turned into a will to fight that would never go away easily.

“Have you ever seen a true reaper?” Mulberry asked coldly in a cursed scratch.

Lin Kang stunned for a moment.

Reapers?

Who would have seen something like this, that would have been seen by a dying person.

And the so-called God, is nothing more than some kind of creature with a vast divine power, and anything powerful enough can be called God.

He Lincoln, in his own field of judgment, why not a reaper? A pen, a finger, is doomed to that man's death!

“Do you think that's all my death books are for, like, torture, death books, for your life, but before that, they're gonna make you hurt or not, and they're gonna make you taste hell's punishment!” Lincoln said.

“Some people, who always like to pretend to be ghosts, die thin, decorate their supernatural powers with some curse magic, even claim to decide life and death books?” Mubai suddenly laughed.

There is a strange and weird picture of him laughing as blood spills all over his cheeks and cursed words.

“I used to be a prison guard, doing executioners. Strangely enough, every prisoner transported to the death row is extraordinarily inhumane, especially handsome, but when pressing them against a chair and wearing an electric helmet, they tend to urinate, say some shame, say some funny things, and have a mind similar to that of a three-year-old.” Lincoln was not surprised by Mubai's actions, but rather said himself.

“You're in exactly the same condition as they are, and to be honest, I still miss that time. It was disgusting at first, and then I was looking forward to work more and more. ”

Mu Bai's blood was still flowing, except that the cursed torture was no longer directed solely against the flesh.

Scratching his bones, Mulberry felt the curse begin to haunt his bones, and the pain made him scream.

But the pain goes back to the pain, the howl goes back to the howl, and Mulberry still laughs at a certain moment.

When the bone punishment is over, it will be the soul.

Cursed Trilogy, Flesh Punishment, Bone Marrow Pain, Soul Pain!

At the level of the soul, basically irreversible, Mulberry is close to death, but he has no appearance of stepping into death, as if to the level of the soul, instead he is liberated!

……

Dark and dark, the bloody wind almost formed a storm barrier that prevented anyone from intervening in the fighting between the two judges.

Mubai's screams were heard by many.

Zhao Manyan was enthralled by four strong men, unable to reach out to Mubai, and few people in the mountains could really get involved in the battle at Lin Kang level.

“Xinxia, Mubai may need your help.” Jiang Shaoxiang was in a bit of a hurry.

Lin Kang's strength greatly increased, but Mubai stayed the same. Whether it was fixed or hard, Lin Kang was much stronger than Mubai. It was too hard for Mubai to deal with Lin Kang alone.

“He should be fine.” Xinxia replied.

“How can it be all right? I can feel his pain.” Jiang Shaoxiang became even more anxious. Why didn't Xixia do it?

“My magic, on the contrary, was restraint for him, and he hid in his body a divine character that ran counter to the power of the Temple of Patnon.” Xia Xia said calmly.

“God... God??” Jiang Shaoxiang felt he had misheard.

“Jiang Shaofu, don't worry about him. If Lincoln uses other powers to kill him, there may be hope, but if it is cursed..." Movan is also not worried about Mubai's condition at all.

How can a man who can play chess with the Dark King die easily from the curse created by the Dark King?

Although Mulberry was very brief, Mulberry knew that Mulberry had lived a very different life in his coffin, perhaps longer than he had lived in the world for over two decades...

“But... he screamed so miserably. ”

“You took a cold bath, didn't you call it when the water just spilled on you?” Movan Dao.