magician in town

Chapter 25 Zhao Zhiyan

Chapter 24

The hand protruding from under the ice was skinny and yellow, like a chicken paw hanging in a stove, covered with bones, without any sign of life, but firmly grasped the living person's calf.

Zhao Zhiyan almost let out a breath of despair.Puppet carrion?Unexpectedly, in this era, there are still people who can copy such magic.He thought in horror of the missing girl from the Guan family. Had she been lying in the frozen pond outside the village, looking up at the world of the living under the cold smoke of decaying grass?When she sat up and fully recovered, she would tear him to shreds with brute force, just like she had ripped beef jerky in front of the computer when she was alive, and he couldn't help shaking.

All the knowledge about the ancient curse rushed through his consciousness in an instant, and he frantically grabbed any useful words in his nervousness, and at the same time quickly glanced at the two boys from the Northern College.The smaller one was petrified, but the big... damn Northern College was always so savage, couldn't they restore the psychic magic enough?They also played with the long-banned puppet carrion?What's the name of the big one, Du Zhengyi, with a calculated sneer in his eyes, looked at him with confidence.He has already set up the game here!

His face was hot, shame and anger boiled in his chest, and a force rushed down from his chest. He raged and created a group of extremely bright golden fireballs on his fingertips. The karmic fire will cleanse the filth and clean it up.

Originally, he didn't want to use such a violent force. A mage's battles have always focused on dexterity and efficiency, but fear of the dead is a primitive human instinct, not to mention that he is anxious to get rid of this trap now, and can't wait to treat those two students well. Take an after-school tutoring class.

At that moment, he was a little sad for the corpse lying in the pond. Puppetry would bind the consciousness of a mage when he was alive, just like a necromancer.It is too much for a person to die twice, which is the root cause of this magic being abolished.Just the moment this sentimental thought flashed by, he realized something was wrong.

The little brat suddenly called out, "How can the corpse not be afraid of the karmic fire?"

Zhao Zhiyan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. The corpse under the ice did not burn. The fireball he created was like an ordinary flame. In the icy water that was extinguished, the skinny dead man's claws were still clutching his calf. , A burst of clammy coolness passed through the trousers.

He stared at the ice in fear, trying to see through the dirty ice of the pond to see what was below, and at the same time he didn't know if he really wanted to see, everyone knows that the face of a corpse that has been soaked in water is always quite Wonderful.

He didn't see anything, but the dead man was irritated, and pulled down his calf suddenly, he staggered and almost fell into the ice hole.The power of the dead was gradually increasing, and the signs of a complete corpse began to appear, and Zhao Zhiyan broke out in a cold sweat.The opponent is neither a human nor a mage, so the options for countermeasures are very limited. He doesn't know why Karmic Fire doesn't work against the rotting corpses, so he can only choose the conventional combat method.

He didn't have the mind to pay attention to the instigator and his hairball any more. He separated the outside world, concentrated his mind, and quickly found the familiar weapon pattern in his mind.After reciting it thousands of times, he is familiar with all the details of the long gun, the carvings he is proud of, the threaded handle, and the symmetrical flat gun head with serrated outer sides. It is his improved French broadhead gun.

He heard the furball yell again, "It's so cool!"

He was annoyed that Roach had distracted him again.Eliminate the influence again, concentrate and calm down, and plunge into the bottom of the water with a single shot.Judging from the position of the dead man's hand, his gun could hit the corpse, nailing the dead man to the bottom of the pond before the corpse transformation was completely completed.As soon as the tip of the gun hit resistance, Zhao Zhiyan realized something was wrong. He is a well-trained execution mage, and he was keenly aware that the feeling transmitted from the gun shaft was not stuck on the corpse, but more like being stuck at the bottom of a pond. In the mud.

He suddenly pulled out his spear and slashed at the dead man's wrist, intending to cut off the wrist first.He watched helplessly as the tip of the gun collided with the dead man's wrist, and there was a piercing sound of metal hitting the wrist continuously.

He held the gun in astonishment, and came to his senses in an instant. He raised his head and glared angrily at Du Zhengyi, who sneered.

At that moment, the man moved violently.Zhao Zhiyan didn't expect it at all. He has been an executive mage for many years, performed many tasks, and experienced many thrilling battles. It's not that he hasn't seen excellent mages before, he just never thought of a mage who is just over 20 years old There will be a fierce attitude of killing on the battlefield.And his posture is proficient, as if he has been tempered thousands of times.Du Zhengyi is like a big cat. It takes only a moment to go from being completely still to attacking. He just saw Du Zhengyi move slightly, and a cluster of almost transparent sharp arrows shot at his face. come over.

At that moment, his heart was ashamed, and he didn't even think about it. As a stranger who met by chance, no one would really kill another person casually in broad daylight.It's just that Du Zhengyi's surroundings are full of real killing intent, without hesitation, his instinct screams all over his body, his face is ashen, and the weapon in his hand has turned into a sharp long knife that is easier to chop and kill, he doesn't care about others Yes, he used all his strength to slash at the dead hand that held him.

The withered hand snapped off at the sound, but instead of falling, it jumped upwards, twisting and turning into metal vines.Zhao Zhiyan dodged the arrow's attack, but just after he ran a step away, the vines entangled his feet again.Zhao Zhiyan's castration was extremely violent, and this time he stumbled, causing him to fall heavily on the ice.

With just this delay, Du Zhengyi had already stepped forward and stepped on Zhao Zhiyan's chest.This foot is not only the strength that the muscles can burst out, but also the auxiliary magic system that strengthens the strength.Zhao Zhiyan struggled a few times before giving up, coughing unluckily, his pale face turned crimson, and he was almost stepped on to let out his last breath.

Zhao Zhiyan gasped and stared at the young man who was stepping on him. The man looked down at him from above. His face did not show any bloodthirsty distortion, only his eyes were sharp.It's just that natural demeanor that makes him more like a predator.Now he knew that Du Zhengyi's actions were efficient and systematic, his first attack was a trap, and he made the restraint tool like a dead man's hand.In this village full of death, hints of death were everywhere. Zhao Zhiyan immediately thought of undead magic and acted timidly.And Du Zhengyi used this time to observe his own abilities leisurely, and when he made a move again, it was almost fatal with one blow.

The furball named Roach appeared in his field of vision, gloating and cautiously standing behind his companion, his black pupils shone with a strange light, and looked at him very strangely.The hairball chuckled and mocked, "You have accumulated so much merit, you are only a little bit close to becoming a Buddha in the flesh, are you happy?"

He didn't care about talking, the foot on his chest was crushed even harder, his chest was squeezed to the point of bursting, his ribs were on the verge of breaking, his ears were roaring, and fear flooded up uncontrollably dominated his body. "Don't..." He uttered a single word in humiliation, which sounded like a pleading no matter what.

He glared at the predator with bloodshot eyes, and the furball dodged back behind the man.

"You don't really want to kill him, do you?" Fuqiu said worriedly, "Because he killed your lion? If you don't kill him, let him go. When I see something wrong with someone's eyes, I will have a conditioned reflex. I'm sure your eyes don't have that reflex, or you'd be weeping, and that's odd enough."

"Shut up Roach!"

What the hell is wrong with that furball?When Zhao Zhiyan passed out, he thought vaguely, why would such a terrible war mage like Du Zhengyi take him with him?He was vaguely aware in the chaos that the rumors that the North College was restoring the ancient customs might be true.What kind of terrifying type of ability would that Roach who doesn't show his face be?

(End of this chapter)