Versatile Mage

It's not his death warrant, it's not Zhao Jing's corpse bone has undergone any strange changes...

It's just beneath the cold water lake, full of corpses!!

On the surface of the lake, the dense hemp is covered with a variety of corpses, each of them dead, cut open, burned, struck by lightning, beheaded, drowned, heartbroken!

These bodies are displayed on the surface of Coldwater Lake, with Movan's feet only so thin as a hard cold water layer, and if they look far away, they float to the surface of the lake frozen and irregular.

So it's not the scariest, and Movan has seen a lot.

At the intersection of these bodies, there are more bodies, and their specimens, like those between the surface lake water and the deep water, remain, albeit somewhat erroneously, at a certain sublake level as a whole.

Zhao Jing's body, at this level, is surrounded by countless similar human corpses, and their death status is also strange, but not completely repetitive.

Thousands of death warrants!!

It's like a strange demon searching the world, collecting all the ways of death, and then being able to show it.

The bodies are not scary, nor are the piles of bodies, but the piles of bodies are all sinking in this lake like a different library of dead specimens, which is really scary. Forgive the brave people like Movan, who almost sat on the floor with soft legs.

How the hell did that happen?

How many dead people do we have to save the whole lake??

Think terribly!!!!

Breathe, breathe, breathe...

Movan repeatedly calmed himself down, and now he finally understands why the dark pulse was circulating all over his body at the moment he stepped in here. This Kamigi well is completely a graveyard well.

The Red Devil collects the eight souls of the world, in order to promote the Evil God to become a true emperor, so he is truly wandering around the world, fluttering.

And this body of the lake, obviously also from the world, what kind of magic is required to accumulate all these people here?

You know, it's not the ordinary creatures that settle inside, and the vast majority of them are cultivated into high beings.

Movan dared not look down, but Coldwater Lake had irresistible power.

Movan couldn't take his gaze back, let alone leave.

What's holding your head, what's holding your eyes open, so you can see clearly!

Movan can only watch with his scalp. That tastes like walking into a wax museum. The pervert who made the living man into a wax is threatening himself. He is excited to tell himself about these masterpieces. Movan cannot show a little impatience, but can only show fear while making an appreciative tour with a sense of survival without making a false appearance.

Under Zhao Jing's lake, deeper, there are corpses.

It's already deep, close to the bottom of the lake.

As can be seen, that lake is not as dense as the upper and middle layers, but there are still some lying flat.

Suddenly, an incredibly familiar figure appeared in Movan's eyes, which made Movan, fearful of this lake, want to tear these hard lakes apart with his hands and dig out the man who sank inside!

“Chief instructor! ”

Movan couldn't bear to scream out, he couldn't tear the lake open, he just expected the cold corpse beneath the water to answer.

Silence.

Shenki Jing was silent to the extreme and his voice was echoing.

It's empty!

Inside is a calm emptying.

Next to him, there was a snowy hand that was covered by other, more superior bodies, but Movan could guess who it was.

Qin Yuer!

Cut off the emptiness and Qin Yuer.

They are near the bottom of the lake!!

In Al-Quds City, Movan clearly remembered to leave the world with Qin Yuer, leaving nothing behind except that the emptied soul was included by the little mud, and the ash smoke in the true sense was extinguished.

But they're here right now.

When they left, they were very quiet and resolute. Other bodies could see more or less reluctance, anger, fear, stunner, confusion, but they were much more peaceful than others, as if they were willing to sink here...

Movan's heart rolled over.

He doesn't know exactly what this place stands for.

Could it be that this is the cemetery of the Divine Demon, where a certain demon has been watching the world's mulberry fields, the race rise and fall, and then loading some representative deceased into this divine well???

Then I saw myself a while ago.

It also looks soaked and cold.

Does this mean that someday in the future, after death, myself will be made into a specimen by this demon, the sinking lake underwater??

Is Movan trying to remember who she is after she died, older than she is, or is she this young now??

By that scene, in Movan's mind becomes more and more blurred, like a picture in a dream, gradually disappears into your consciousness, how do you try to think about it, it's all erased little by little.

“Squeeze, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck, shuck.”

The surrounding forest sounded and Movan looked to the side with vigilance.

He doesn't want to sink the lake right now.

The ghost trees began to shrink, and even the heavenly branches began to grow backwards, and the thick trunks of the building were degraded a little bit, and the rough roots of the ground were drilled back into the soil.

Little by little, Coldwater Lake became smaller, and this Kamigi well was insanely long at first, but it was now subjected to a magic of time backwards, and everything began to recover as it had been.

Movan stood on Coldwater Lake and the skeletons he displayed became blurred. Movan stared at Chief Instructor Knockout, and his painless appearance made Movan less eager to rip the lake open.

And the emptied eyes were open, as if he were staring at Movan.

In Al-Quds Al-Sharif, there was no time to say goodbye. Instead, in this strange Kamigi well, he saw his true last side. He held a snow-white hand, as if it were his wish for life. He did not care how good and evil the world was, much less what kind of god demons were slaughtered above it. There is no need to sink into the bottom of the lake, which is not necessarily comfortable, nor is it pushed by the waves on the surface.

……

Shenmui disappeared. I don't know if it was because Zhao Jing's death disappeared or if Mofan's limit had not reached, Shenmui temporarily refused to accept it.

Everything is back to normal.

Movan returned to Fan Xueshan, some worried, but not as fearful as before. Everything in Shenmijing is like a nightmare. When he wakes up, he slowly fades into his own mind. In the dream, he will be convinced of everything. When he wakes up, he finds the things in the dream ridiculous.

Even if it's true, there are thousands of deaths in there, but not all of them are painful.

Movan remembers what he looked like.

Nor does it seem necessarily painful.

It's complicated anyway.

How to put it, a man who dies in the belly of a woman if he | wants too much, should be what he is.

Movan was in a much better mood, after all, he did have two wives.

Now young and strong, craving to be slept together, it's hard to say after a few years, it's hard to say...