Black Wizard Zhu Peng

After Laila turned into a raging fire and left, looking at the brilliance outside the window, Zhu Peng sat at the small round table in the reception room. He got up and left after finishing a cup of tea.

When passing by the maids and stepmothers who stood like doll wax figures, they raised their hands and slapped their fingers gently. After a soft "pop", about two minutes after Zhu Peng left here, these women They suddenly came back to their senses, wondering why they stood outside the door, wondering where the guests just went... The gap between wizards and mortals was so huge that many extreme wizards believed that wizards were superior to them. Existence above the human species.

That night, the sky outside was densely covered with dark clouds and pouring rain. The pedestrians rushing along the streets were like being under a waterfall, almost unable to lift their heads under the pressure of the rain.

Standing in front of the window, watching the thunder in the dark clouds in the sky tumbling like a dragon, Zhu Peng had to make the last choice... Mask of Shadow!

No matter how strong it backlashes and how much trouble it represents, the power and level of this set of meditation ideas are unquestionable, and Zhu Peng, who is about to join the Black Fort World Black Wizard camp, urgently needs the strength to make up for his shortcomings. This is not the alien plane of Zen, but the world of wizards. The wizard is the owner and master of the most powerful force in this universe.

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I was immersed in the weird world of meditation again, and when I opened my eyes, I only felt that all the colors around it had become blurred and dimmed. Only the ghosts lurking in the shadows seemed to have discovered Zhu Peng, a strange species that suddenly sank into the dark world.

"It seems to be able to see us."

"Oh my god, what kind of monster is that... ugly."

"Shhh! Let's keep quiet."

"It should have just sunk into this world, let's eat it, bite its muscles, I drink blood, you eat meat, divide its bones, let its soul scream here for ten thousand years!"

Whispers were heard in the surrounding shadows, and Zhu Peng felt that in the state of the judgment of the shadow mask, his own soul was getting more and more gloomy, getting closer and closer to the dark energy particles.

(...Such a sophisticated meditation idea cannot be created by scratch. Someone must have practiced it back then. If someone can practice successfully, I can practice successfully. If a ghost-shaped person can practice successfully, I can practice successfully. No one has ever succeeded...I will definitely succeed. I have the realm of the Taoist immortal, I have the support of the pure sun and the heart, and I have the physical vitality far beyond ordinary wizards. I will never lose!)

Huh!

With his thoughts, Zhu Peng, who was originally sitting at the desk, teleported his body or spirit to the center of the study.

It was originally just a thought in my heart, but at this moment, it roared out from my mouth to the surroundings. When Zhu Peng reacted, the noisy whispers in the shadows around him stopped at first, and the next moment, a large number of whispers rushed over like a sea tide.

Zhu Peng realized that he had done something extremely stupid, but before he could make up for it, the wall in front of him burst into pieces.

In the large gray-black mist, a bone-winged skeleton with only the upper body glared at the black-red single-eyed one, and it rushed towards Zhu Peng.

However, at the moment when it was about to succeed, a cloud of white light burst suddenly beside Zhu Peng.

The next moment, a **** dog that made Zhu Peng feel strangely familiar leaped out, and threw down the bone-winged skeleton with only the upper body floating.

While biting, this black dog kept roaring around!

"...Are you? A dog?" The dog Zhu Peng was referring to was of course the abyssal jackal with the worst innate qualifications among the trifles, but in this dark world, it seemed to be a pure Chinese pastoral dog.

When Zhu Peng was hesitating, countless dark hair pierced the study door through the gap, and then pushed the door open. From the outside, a gray-white skin was covered with wounds, and long black hair was constantly growing from the wound. The girl...dead.

"I suggest Dad, you run quickly... In this soul world, even you are just a slightly stronger mortal, if they are really caught... you will die." Zhu Peng was shocked. , A voice suddenly came from my ear.

Zhu Peng looked sideways, but saw that he did not know when he was holding a little girl with a green face with one hand. Her black hair, thin and delicate, was just because of the green skin and translucent body. People feel a little scary.

"...You...are you a dark god?"

After all, Zhu Peng has been cultivating the idea of ​​meditation for some years. In recent years, his mind has been turning faster and faster, and he instantly thought of the dark **** in front of him from the black Chinese pastoral dog.

"Dad is amazing...but you'd better run away now."

While talking, the female corpse with full body of hair had already walked towards Zhu Peng step by step. The hair on her body grew and grew longer and longer. Seeing this scene, Zhu Peng just wanted to take the little girl next to Dark God Backed up to escape, but was avoided by the Dark God.

"Don't carry me... I'm afraid I can't help biting you. You don't care about me, as long as you don't die, they can't help us, because our soul is in your hands."

Suddenly, a ball of hair pierced through like a spear.

The Dark God said that Zhu Peng is just a stronger ordinary person in this world, but even so, some of the instincts that have been practiced are still there. Zhu Peng instantly judged the assassination trajectory of this "spear" and the footwork. He flew obliquely, and then after a series of lazy donkeys rolled, he jumped up and slammed into the large window in the study.

As he remembered, the lower part of this window was a decorative shrub. Zhu Peng smashed into these shrubs from the second floor to slow down the impact of the jump. At this time, the little girl with a green and white light was dark. God was already waiting for him in the corner.

"...Where are the mutant green mud, the bull and the poisonous spider king?"

"Mutated green mud will come out when you need it. Barbarians have not come. As for the poisonous spider king, I'm not sure if you really want to see this one now...it's there." With a small hand, Zhu Peng looked over, and saw that between the thunder light and the heavy rain, a huge elephant-like golden spider with black stripes was lying on the roof. It roared at Zhu Peng, drooling and greedy. Flowing, Zhu Peng doesn't think it is a symbol of thinking about itself.

"The Spider Girl said she was so hungry, she was going crazy from hunger..."

"After I go back, stuff it into the freezer and let it eat enough." Seeing that the black-striped golden spider had already swung its limbs and rushed over quickly, Zhu Peng jumped up and ran away.

Indeed, as the Dark God said, Zhu Peng discovered that the body at this moment was hugely different from his original body, and it was really only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.

Zhu Peng's original body, the physique of the Dandao people, and the one-legged jump are faster than the 21st century Olympic 100-meter sprint champion, and at this moment, any provincial team practicing long-distance running, I am afraid that they can run faster than Zhu Peng.

"Dad, don't run outside."

"why?"

"Usually staying at home rarely go out. Are you really familiar with the situation around Zhu's mansion?" The dark **** who turned into a little girl followed Zhu Peng and floated beside her. She spoke slowly, when she asked her last question. , Zhu Peng had already ran to the edge of the courtyard, and he smashed through the bush fence.

However, behind the shrub wall was an abyss, and it was too late to step on the air and plunge into the air...Zhu Peng looked back in midair and saw that the Zhu family mansion here was actually a building built on a cliff. And all around it are cliffs.

"You don't know what's around you... So in your consciousness it represents the unknown, and the unknown is the greatest fear... You have been in this world long enough, it is time to go back." In the process, Dark God's Qingyou childish voice still pierced his ears.

The next moment, Zhu Peng opened his eyes on the wooden table in the study.

He stood up abruptly and glanced around in a panic, but there was no broken wall, no scarred girl with closed eyes growing black hair in the wound, and no window that was broken by himself.

"Nightmare? Did I have a nightmare..."

Somewhat dazed to sit down, Zhu Peng inadvertently saw four cards placed on the desk in front of him: Mutant Green Clay, Abyssal Jackal, Parasitic Heart, and Venomous Spider King. The golden bull's card is still in his pocket.

Looking at the four summoning cards in front of him, Zhu Peng suddenly recalled the last part of his nightmare. At the moment he fell into the endless abyss, he suddenly had an iron hook in his hand. He waved the iron hook and barely hanged. Then I hung on the cliff and waited...until the night passed, the red sun rose between the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and the first ray of sunlight shone on my body.

(If... it's not that I was meditating or meditating, and I fell asleep somehow.)

Zhu Peng slowly stretched out his palm in front of him, and accompanied by the concentration of spiritual power, a dark magic power that was so pure and almost perfect was wrapped in the palm of his hand... The spiritual power was substantive, which is a typical characteristic of a formal wizard. One.

…Life is like strong x. If you really can’t resist, then save some energy and enjoy it; maybe the other party is boring, but you don’t feel good enough. Turn around and push the other side and press the other side on the ground to force x...

Although I know that my mysterious former mentor must be using himself in some way, being used by others always represents the value of being used, and whoever the ghost-shaped person uses is the real capital, and it has no negative effect. Tan, the power of this set of meditation thoughts in the shadow mask is really top-notch.

Originally in that weird and terrifying nightmare world, Zhu Peng had no time to conceive of the defensive force field model in the process of solidifying the promotion. However, when he woke up the next day, under the test, he found that the whole body was covered with a layer of never A magical shield that has seen and heard, but its performance is extremely powerful.

"Dead Soul Contract·Magic Shield"

Finally, Zhu Peng named himself the talent defensive force field covering his body at this moment, which is different from the absolute defensive effect of the normal talent defensive force field. Zhu Peng's talent defensive force field is a relative defensive effect.

Unless the master consciously defends against attacks from all around, it will only slow down and weaken that attack power... For example, a warrior of the same level cuts with a sword, and the natural wizard's natural defense field is directly blocked like a steel fortress.

As for Zhu Peng’s natural defense force field, unless the owner consciously condenses the defense force, it will only greatly weaken the attack strength of this sword. In the end, there will be one or two layers of force on Zhu Peng. This mode is better than twenty. The four-hour flawless absolute defense is strong in continuation and comprehensive defense effects.

Ordinary wizards are similar to eggs. The hardest is the outermost layer of hard defense. If you don’t break through, once the natural defense force field is broken by the enemy, the wizard inside must run away even if they are not dead, because they are already on the verge of extreme danger. Dead.

After Zhu Peng puts on a natural defense field, it looks like a preserved egg. The outer layer of defense is rather fragile, and the body in the defense is relatively more vulnerable to damage, but it is also smashed on the ground and the egg is 80% broken. , Preserved eggs are often nothing.

This is not to say that there is any error in the development model of the defensive force field of the wizarding world for thousands of years. The wizard protects himself in the defensive cover and casts the spell calmly. This in itself is a very scary thing, but once the defense is Breaking through, physical damage and pain are likely to interrupt the cast, so ordinary wizards need absolute defense.

However, wizards like Gandalf and Zhu Peng who have strong melee combat do not need so much. In the battle of life and death, they tear their robe and reveal strong and hairy chest muscles to fight against their opponents. They want to crush opponents of the same level, and even contend themselves. Existences with stronger strength than themselves naturally have to adjust their "plus points."

My defensive mode is more prone to injury and bleeding than you, but I am not afraid of injury and bleeding. When the two sides smashed to the end, after my physical body shared part of the defensive force field, your defensive force field completely collapsed. ...For the rest of the time, wizards like Gandalf or Zhu Peng will let their opponents know what cruelty is!

If only this is the case, then it can only be said that Zhu Peng's subconscious success in the dark world of the meditation state created the classic "magic shield" of the talent field of the plastic energy system pioneered by Dean Gandalf Albus. The four words "Dead Soul Contract" must be added as a distinction.

The real difference is that after the test, Zhu Peng found that his defensive force field is about 50% stronger than the normal magic shield defensive force field of the same level, and he can use 9% of this defensive force. Fifteen transferred to the summoner.

Wizard City, in the Underground Colosseum.

Under the command of Zhu Peng, the stronger and stronger Golden Bull pushed up a steel armored tyrannosaurus fiercely, and then threw it to the ground so hard.

It still jumped up dissatisfied and trampled and attacked until the tall and mighty Tyrannosaurus was no longer able to move. The blood spilled and dripped from the broken steel armor, soaking a large area of ​​sand.

The female summoner on the opposite side rushed to rescue her pet beast after the game, and she could see that she cherished this steel armored tyrannosaurus very much. In the previous battle, this tyrannosaurus indeed fought extremely bravely. Unfortunately, in the battlefield, defeat is defeat, and the will cannot reverse the gap in strength most of the time.

The surrounding spectators cursed and threw their gambling tickets. As they left, they whispered and complained:

"It's impossible, it doesn't make sense. Tyrannosaurus, how could a tyrannosaurus fall by a cow?"

"It's impossible. I've seen a hybrid dragon beast gnawed to death by a mutant giant ant. The strength is not good, the strength is not good, it has nothing to do with what it is."

"But the clown bull does not seem to be well-trained? How come the defense is so strong that it confronts the tyrannosaurus, and the tyrannosaurus that is twice its size is knocked down, it looks like Nothing is the same."

"Yes, that's... this loss is unreasonable."

Zhu Peng could hear the words of the gamblers around him more or less because of his sensitive ears and eyes. Such words, in the past two days of continuous gambling victories, he was already tired of hearing them.

Before joining the underground Colosseum for a gambling game, in order to prevent cheating, a test should be conducted on the participating Familiars, Summoned Beasts and Familiars. Zhu Peng's hands are all Tier 0 and Tier 1 As a result, he won a very low ranking in the initial stage.

With the strength of the mutant green mud, coupled with the defensive force field transfer effect of the Dead Soul Contract, Zhu Peng is simply slaughtering all the way in the low-ranking competition, all kinds of hangings.

Although the rankings rose rapidly because of this, Zhu Peng himself had already made a small profit in the process and regained the feeling of controlling the summoned servitor's battle.

With the popularity of the name, the number of onlookers participating in gambling has increased, and the value of gambling has naturally increased. Originally, Zhu Peng, who was only to test the defensive field effect and retrieve the feel by the way, also bought through the process. I made a lot by winning.

There are many white-robed and gray-robed wizards in the wizarding world who do not have the ability or the conditions to participate in the expeditionary force of the alien plane~www.readwn.com~ They don’t want to go out and risk their lives for excitement. They like to come to this type of battlefield. Look for feelings, let alone fighting beasts, there are also human gladiatorial fights.

This bloodthirsty desire seems to be engraved in the primitive instinct of human beings. If one obeys this desire, then indulging in **** gambling is inevitable.

After this period of actual combat, Zhu Peng gradually deduced the composition of the "Dead Soul Contract·Magic Shield". I am afraid that when he was promoted to the official wizard through the meditation gate of "Mask of Shadow", he was crazy and active. The subconscious mind summed up all the relevant knowledge it possessed, and finally completed this natural defensive force field that perfectly fits the shadow mask and its own.

Just like when ordinary humans have nightmares, the brain will be very active, even areas that are not used by the normal thinking state will develop their potential in this state.

This is similar to self-created, but it is not, but the "welfare" gained by practicing "Mask of Shadow" after bearing the consequences. Any wizard who cultivates this set of meditation ideas and promotes to a formal wizard will probably activate his subconscious mind due to extreme fear and negative emotions, and finally integrate his own knowledge system to "create" his own natural defense field...Of course, there are also great May die in the process of breakthrough.