Assassin’s Chronicle

The second thirty-seventh chapter terrible curse

"General, there is no abnormality in the magic transmission." A magician whispered to Mioric and used his eyes to aim at Anfei. He wanted to wait to see Anfei's joke.

"Check it again." Mioric said without looking back. The most taboo for the person is the uncertainty of the mind. Like the wall grass, I just heard someone say that, and I think that it is correct. Now I hear another person say this, and I begin to doubt the people in front, so I can’t be in the vast sea. Making a lot of judgments in a large amount of information will always be taken away by others. Mioric is an excellent general who will not make a mistake. If he has chosen to believe in Anfei, he will not easily change his decision.

Several magicians looked at each other and Mioric’s orders could not be disobeyed. They had to re-examine them.

An Fei and the suspicious magician looked at each other for a long time, and did not find any substantial things. The other party’s eyes showed an inexplicable expression, and with a few smirks, everything seemed natural. If someone changed, maybe I will doubt that I have just read it wrong, but An Fei’s character is very persistent and full of self-confidence. He never doubted himself.

An Fei slowly turned around and walked toward the magic transmission array. After the magic array was turned on, he began to slowly absorb the energy of the magic crystal to maintain low consumption. Only this time, appeared again above the magic array. A layer of faint smoke, but the concentration is much worse than just now.

When Anfei walked to a distance of only five meters from the magic transmission array, as he expected, the faint smoke was like a wind blowing, slowly coming to him, and Anfei knew that nature The heart is drawing energy again.

An Fei slowly closed his eyes and sank into the world. Everything around him became clear again, and Anfei concentrated all his attention on the suspicious magician and looked for the unusual place.

From head to toe, from foot to head, so many times, still no discovery, An Fei turned his attention to the magic array, suddenly. He saw a strange world. An invisible but clearly sensible energy is slowly flowing through the various runes. The entire magic array is divided into sixteen areas that do not interfere with each other, and the energy eventually gathers at sixteen points, although he never learns. With regard to the knowledge of the magic array, he has produced a kind of cognition. The sixteen points are the support points of the door of space. If you can maintain this perspective, Anfei believes. He can also create a magical transmission array.

"General, the magic array has no problems at all!" A magician turned his head and said to Mioric.

This time, Mioric did not answer, but turned his eyes to An Fei, but at this moment, An Fei was a gods. Nothing can be heard.

In the human instinct, I want to be a manipulator, no one wants to be a pure viewer. For example, if you see the snow fluttering in the sky, you will not be able to hold out your hand to catch a few pieces. Watching the snow melt in the palm of your hand; seeing the gorgeous and fragrant flowers, some people will sniff and touch, and some people will simply pick the flowers. Life is like a passer-by, always do something to prove your existence, or leave some imprints of your own, so when you encounter something that makes you feel moved and hearted, most people will give birth to a thought of doing something.

For people in this world, the magic array is just a magical array. An Fei has an illusion. He seems to have seen a huge integrated circuit, watching the regular, slow-flowing energy. Anfei subconsciously uses the ability to master the evil spirits abyss, and uses the mind to touch the Stock energy.

The transmission array suddenly shot a dazzling white light, and the magicians who were checking the runes were all taken aback and shunned to one side, and Anfei was shocked. He can clearly sense the tendency of energy to spew out from the runes. He hurriedly withdrew his own ideas, and his people also turned from the state outside the gods.

"How could this be?" The magician who reported to Mioric became stunned. Transmission arrays that are not controlled to accelerate have proven to be problematic, and they have not checked to show that their ability is too poor.

Mioric’s gaze as a sharp arrow shot at the magician who was concerned by Anfei: “Do you have anything to say?”

The magician showed a bitter smile: "Adult, I was not feeling well yesterday. I didn't come at all. I have been resting in my daughter's house. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to ask, the magic array is not open to me, it has nothing to do with me!"

In the eyes of An Fei, there was a fierce flash. He first looked at Susanna, slowly squinted his eyes, then gave Chris a look, then turned to the magician who argued.

He had not found any abnormality just now, but this time the magician said too much, let Anfei see the problem. The super vision obtained with the heart of nature has not disappeared. Anfei clearly sees the constant airflow from the magician's mouth. This is normal, letting the air pass through the throat quickly, and constantly changing the muscles and tongue of the throat. Position, plus the mouth shape, people can vomit syllables. The key magician is always exhaling, while the normal person has to inhale in the interval to supplement the body's needs, and it is impossible to consume it all the time.

Once again, An Fei stood in front of the magician and found that an abnormality was easy to handle. He could find out more doubts. The magician’s chest was slightly undulating, but there was no air in the nose or mouth. Flowing, the ups and downs of the chest are just to prove that they are normal. Unless this guy is a practitioner like himself, even if he has reached the highest level of body breathing, he can completely shut down, but this is impossible.

"What is your name?" An Fei asked softly.

"Torre, adult." The wizard's attitude was respectful.

An Fei nodded, and he found another anomaly. The magician in front of him not only did not breathe, but also did not pulsate! No matter from what angle, the magician should be a dead person, but he can think and answer questions reasonably, so that Anfei feels incredible, but these are not important.

Anfei slid his side down, and a white smudged sword lighted against Anfei's shoulder and slammed into the throat of the magician.

The magicians standing next to the transmission array immediately rose up. They all saw Susanna walking slowly toward Anfei, but no one expected that the girl would suddenly kill the killer and see that the companion was killed inexplicably. Anxious and angry.

Chris is already in the middle, and his mission is not to confront the magicians, nor to fight, as long as they can temporarily block the first gear. It is safe to wait until Mioric comes out.

Susanna pulled out her long sword in the backhand, and the magician groaned in the throat, squatting backwards, filled with unbelief and anger, and seemed to appeal to others' compassion.

"Don't pretend." An Fei handed a little, and the voice was deliberately put a lot: "The sword in that place, the blood should be sprayed out, you didn't breathe. Your heart has not jumped yet, change In a word, you are a dead man!"

The magician fell softly on the ground, his hand still licking his throat, his feet twitching like a kick. The eyes are very big, and the one looks like a dead eye.

The two tempers are more impatient, the magician has begun to sing the curse, and the elemental fluctuations have become fierce, but all this reaction is followed by a light cough in Mioric. The world has suddenly become quiet again.

"An Fei, what is going on?" Mioric walked slowly.

"He was a dead man." An Fei shrugged his shoulders. The result of the incident exceeded his imagination. He thought that the magician would resist after being dismantled. Who knows that he was lying on the ground simply. Dressed back to the original role, want to convince everyone to believe his judgment. It is not that easy.

"dead?"

"Well, I have already said that, he did not breathe, no heartbeat, what is the dead?" An Fei said while walking forward carefully.

"Anfei, don't go forward!" Huiwei rushed out from behind Brave.

"how?"

"If he hasn't had breathing and heartbeat, he must have been made by the undead mage!" Huiwei has already rushed to the front, and he has caught Anfei: "It's too dangerous. We should avoid it." Farther."

"Nonsense!" A magician got his eyes red: "Torre is still chatting with us in the morning. How could he be?"

"Yeah, if it is really embarrassing. We can't feel it. Isn't even General Mioridge unable to sense it?" Another magician said, he was smarter and knew to drag Mioric into the water.

"If it is a servant of the master's martial arts?" Hui Wei retorted.

The magicians are all there, the low-level scorpion can only change the target body, and the high-level sorcerer is divided into two extremes. One is to make the target body very powerful, and even limited to withstand magic and vindictive attacks. One is to avoid making any changes to the target body, only to pollute the spirit and thoughts of the target. A perfect death servant has no difference from the normal person. He can even use the magic and vindictiveness he has mastered, and can marry and have children. It is extremely difficult to find in the middle.

As soon as I heard the words 'Death servant', Mioric’s look suddenly became dignified. Among the various methods of the Necromancer, the servant of death is the most peaceful and the most terrible. . A long time ago, there were two undead masters who successfully turned most of the city’s people into death servants in a year’s time. A singer who could not notice the slow pollution of all his loved ones could completely prevent it. To describe. Later, the reason why the stuffing was revealed was because of an accident. At that time, the strength and appeal of the bright church was still very common. The two priests who traveled around the city used bright magic in the city to try to recruit believers. They attacked them like crazy, one was torn into pieces, and one escaped, which caused the mainland to be alert, and the Guangming Church became famous.