The Emperor of the Human Race, a Versatile Mage

Chapter 94: Defeating the enemy with consecutive attacks, interrogation in the box

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Jiang Zhao clicked on the interference crystal, and a pink phantom light spread out from the blue crystal, turning into a five-meter-diameter hemisphere to cover the two of them, and then——

laugh!
A bottle suddenly appeared in Jiang Zhao's hand, releasing gray-blue water mist and spraying it towards Qi Laosi.

As a psychic mage, it is also very convenient to judge the level of vigilance in the opponent's heart, and can be activated at the moment when the opponent is relaxed.

To put it simply, the psychic system is suitable for sneak attacks!

"Cough cough cough..."

Qi Laosi was caught off guard and took a big mouthful. His skin and eyes were stained with a lot of this mist.

In fact, all the toxins in the poison bottle were released in a very short period of time, filling the entire room.

A flash of light flashed in Jiang Zhao's eyes, and the sixth-level primary magic of the spiritual system quietly blasted out, and an illusory meteorite with the fire of the soul sank into Qi Laosi's eyes.

"Um--"

He groaned, and veins popped up on his forehead. It was obvious that he was not feeling well after being hit by psychic magic.

But he was a high-level mage after all. He banged the table and became angry, trying to connect to Xingzi.

But as soon as he thought about connecting to Xingzi, he felt a stabbing pain in his mind, his body went limp and he fell down.

puff

He fell to the table, opened his mouth and closed his eyes, sweating profusely.

In his inner world, a burning meteorite crashed down, causing huge waves in the inner lake. The meteorite heart inflammation did not disappear, but was imprinted on his inner lake, and it did not go out even after sinking into the lake. , constantly tormenting his soul.

What kind of spiritual magic is this? !

He just tried to connect to Xingzi, but was interrupted by this magic.

I tried again, but there was a huge pain in my brain and I couldn't concentrate at all.

poison!
It's poison!

How could he not understand the reason despite his long experience? The water mist he inhaled was definitely a toxin that could make the mage unable to cast spells!
But fortunately, I have been in this business for so long, have I seen enough ancient tomb mechanisms and toxins?
There are quite a few magical tools left over from our ancestors to suppress toxins!
Shila-

Lightning flashed in the spiritual world, and the magic tool he wanted to communicate with seemed to have accumulated a lot of static electricity. He wanted to use the magic tool, but his mental power was scattered by the static electricity as soon as it came into contact, and he could not control his magic tool at all.

"what!"

He screamed, shuddered, and opened his eyes in horror, "What did you do to me? Why can't I use magic tools!"

Jiang Zhao pointed to the interference crystal on the table and said with a smile, "You asked me to use it."

Looking at this young man with a smile on his face and silently looking at his miserable appearance, Qi Laosi's mind was racing with thoughts, and then he suddenly understood, "You deliberately set a trap!"

"We were in a hurry and it wasn't perfect, but you still got fooled, didn't you? The Di Shengquan is still very useful as a bait. I hope you will cooperate enough later."

Qi Laosi hid the anger and resentment in his heart, and then asked: "How do you want me to cooperate?"

"Ah ah ah..."

Jiang Zhao adjusted his voice, and then said Qi Laosi's voice, "How do you want me to cooperate?"

"You learn what I say... Big Dragon and Second Dragon, go away!"

Qi Laosi is an old man in the world. After hearing a few words from Jiang Zhao, he could imitate his voice. He knew that his two juniors outside were no match for him, and his face turned pale with anxiety.

The young man's mental attack just now was so powerful that even a senior mage like himself couldn't bear it. Two juniors with only intermediate cultivation levels couldn't bear it anymore. They might fall down if they meet each other.They have no magic equipment to defend against psychic attacks!
Jiang Zhao glanced around, and then said: "Sir Qi, Dalong can't hear it, and neither can Erlong. The box is soundproof, and it's useless even if you scream."

"What do you want? Old man, I don't think I can offend anyone. I shouldn't have offended anyone."

Qi Laosi understood that he had fallen into someone else's trap and could not escape. He could only try to find other ways to solve the problem.

If they just want to help excavate some ancient ruins, they can agree to it first. However, I am afraid that they are not the excavators of the ancient ruins, but enemies.

"It's very simple. You know Li Guangqi, right?"

"Li Guangqi...you mean Guangli?" Qi Laosi obviously remembered.

We just want to ask, why do these people like to use their names backwards?

"It's been almost two years since I last worked with him. I don't know how he provoked you, but I guess it has nothing to do with me. I've always been kind to others."

Although Qi Laosi was poisoned, his brain was spinning very fast at the moment, trying to think of ways to save his life.

He wanted to recall the details of his cooperation with that boy Qi Guangli, and what went wrong, causing an enemy to set up a trap for him to get out of.

After listening to his ridiculous excuse, Jiang Zhao asked, "Are you trying to say that all the bad things you did while you were standing on the dry bank were all done by your nephew?"

Qi Laosi nodded quickly, "Yes, that boy from Guangli has an extreme personality and is greedy for small profits. I have warned him many times, but I didn't expect him to always be unrepentant."

Jiang Zhao looked at him quietly for a few seconds, looking at his honest look and his cloudy old eyes.

"Is it necessary to lie in front of a psychic mage?"

"..."

Qi Laosi knew it was unnecessary, but he didn't really want to face the reality.

People are sometimes much more difficult to deal with than the mechanisms and magic circles of those ancient tombs.

"Actually, Li Guangqi...oh, his name should be Qi Guangli. He has a good opinion of you. He thinks that you helped him when he was in the most difficult time. You also taught him a lot of tomb robbing knowledge and taught him that he should be willing to give up some things as a human being. …”

Jiang Zhao paused at this point.

Obviously, Qi Laosi was the one who single-handedly taught his nephew a bad lesson, teaching Li Guangqi to abandon his companions in exchange for greater benefits.

This old guy is not a good person.

"But it's a pity that a person like him who thinks he must repay kindness is still a scumbag at heart."

You are willing to repay your uncle's kindness, so you will bury all your teammates who fought with you, hunted for treasures together, and helped you save money to advance to a high level under a curse?
Just for the materials that are more than one billion?

It is true that for ordinary people, more than one billion is quite a lot, but it does not prevent him from being a scumbag.

Jiang Zhao grabbed his collar and threw him onto the chair like a puddle of mud.

The poisoned Qi Laosi couldn't even control a finger, his bones were soft, and he could only let Jiang Zhao manipulate him.

"Your nephew Qi Guangli is the cannon fodder you are looking for. He is exploring the way in front. You and the buyer who hired you are behind. Now, tell me the true identity of the buyer."

Qi Laosi endured the continuous burning torture of water fatigue poison and spiritual fire. He could hardly open his eyes, his head was covered with sweat, and his face was pale.

But he was still analyzing Mr. He's purpose and wanted to know what he wanted.

Qi Laosi's throat squirmed and he said with difficulty: "So, you got the news from Guang Li and want to get a piece of the pie?"

(End of this chapter)