Versatile Mage: Ice Soul

Chapter 191 Forget the Insect
"Arch Deacon Hujin, by the way, Ye Baiqiu, didn't you just say that Mu He is the Archdeacon Hujin." Zhou Min suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to Ye Baiqiu.

As soon as he uttered the name Mu He, Zhang Xiaohou trembled violently, and immediately after that, there was a burst of pain in his head that almost split open!
Han Ji's eyes flashed, and he saw Zhang Xiaohou suddenly in extreme pain, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Han Ji stepped forward quickly, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and quickly tore off his sleeve!

In an instant, a black centipede-like mark lay on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, almost as if inlaid in the flesh, looking extremely ferocious.

"Forget the worm!!"

Han Ji exclaimed!
Su Xiaoluo and Mo Fan were also stunned. There was such a black centipede in Zhang Xiaohou's body. They didn't notice it at all. What a terrible thing to be in the body!
Zhang Xiaohou looked very painful, bleeding from biting his lips.

At this time, Han Ji's body glowed with a milky white brilliance, and he could see a healing fairy butterfly with extremely plump wings fluttering at his withered fingertips. Entering Zhang Xiaohou's body, collided with that astonishing black poisonous centipede.

Zhang Xiaohou's skin was almost transparent, and a poisonous line like worm thread extended from his wrist to his shoulder, then to the back of his neck, and finally sank into the back of his head.
"It turned out to be Wang Chong, no wonder he can't remember it. This Wang Chong is a kind of psychic insect that will devour important memories deep in people's hearts. If the person who was planted with Wang Chong can one day remember everything that happened This means that his death has come!" the mysterious gray man said hurriedly.

"Then Zhang Xiaohou's memory has been restored." Su Xiaoluo looked at him with horror on his face.

"The more complete the recovery, the closer the death. Most of the healing medicines you give him have something that inhibits the growth of this worm, otherwise the poisonous worm would have killed him. This is the vicious mixture of the soul system and the curse system Fa!" Han Ji gasped.

The most terrifying thing is that Wang Chong, which seems to realize that its life is threatened.

It killed the healing elf butterfly queen and crawled to the back of Zhang Xiaohou's head along the black silk thread!

"This Wang Chong has already formed, and it is very difficult to kill it. It seems that your friends not only heard the voice of Hujin Chief Deacon, but even knew their plot. It's just that he couldn't remember it at all. He remembered it. There is only sound." The mysterious gray-white man said in a calm voice.

When Mo Fan and Su Xiaoluo saw Zhang Xiaohou in such pain, their hearts also tugged.

"Mu He, it's Mu He!!" Zhang Xiaohou, who was in great pain, almost roared from his throat.

"Stop it, or your life will be gone!!" Han Ji roared.

The lost memories of Zhang Xiaohou were flooding into his mind crazily.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, the mysterious gray man struck like lightning, trying to knock Zhang Xiaohou unconscious with his knife.

At the same time, Ye Baiqiu stood up from the chair and reached out to stop him.

"I'll do it." Ye Baiqiu said coldly.

After saying that, he used his palms to peel off the clothes on Zhang Xiaohou's upper body, then sealed the acupuncture points and condensed ice into needles.

After a while, Zhang Xiaohou's body was covered with ice needles, and ice appeared on the surface of the forgetful insect.

It only lasted another 3 minutes before the bugs fell off automatically.

As the bug died, a trace of black energy floated out of the body.

Seeing this, Ye Baiqiu waved his hand, and all the ice needles melted immediately.

"Okay." Ye Baiqiu said to everyone after placing Zhang Xiaohou on the chair.

"Why do you know Mu He is the Archdeacon Hujin?" Han Ji asked.

"I fought with him some time ago." Ye Baiqiu said indifferently.

At the beginning, he didn't know that Mu He would be the Archdeacon Hujin of the Black Church.

Later, Astraea told him the identities of many characters in the Black Vatican
Hearing this, Han Ji and the mysterious gray man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sa Lang should have been placed under house arrest by us. This Mu He can only be Archdeacon Hujin!" The gray-white mysterious man said in an extremely serious voice.

"House arrest? You put Sa Lang under house arrest, so why didn't you deal with him??" Mo Fan said with some surprise.

Hearing such words, Ye Baiqiu felt a slight change in his heart, but he didn't say much.

"We also think about it, but executing Salang will definitely cost the lives of nearly 10 super mages, because we can't be sure who the real Salan is." Han Ji said.

At the moment, the mysterious gray and white people also told about their house arrest of the high-level people in the ancient capital.

"Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, Fei Jiao, and Lu Xu are also among them?" Mo Fan asked in surprise.

Han Ji nodded and said, "I know Zhu Meng is actually the least suspicious, but..." "What if we can't find out who Salang is?" Zhou Min asked.

"Then I have no choice." Han Ji sighed. It seemed that even he thought it was extremely cruel to do so, and his face was extremely depressed, "I have no choice."

"Execute them all!" said the gray man.

The air froze at this moment.

execute them all
"Is it worth it?" Fang Gu couldn't help but take a breath.

"This is the decision of the Supreme Tribunal. If Salang is not eliminated, a greater disaster will occur. If we don't kill him this time, we may never have another chance!" Han Ji said through gritted teeth.

No one knows how much the trial society paid to find Salan.

In fact, even if the fake plot was not staged and the senior officials were summoned there, the house arrest plan would still be adopted. The death of that person was to further confirm and convince the senior officials that they were willing to be placed under house arrest.
Just for this purpose, some people made sacrifices, and they were able to put Sa Lang under house arrest, and the corpses piled up into mountains.

What would any individual or organization do?
Look at this vast ocean of the dead, look at this city full of people crying and desperate waiting to die, can Salang really be let go? ?

This decision is indeed quite unfair to other innocent high-level people, but there is no choice, really no choice.

"The Black Church's next plan is to resurrect King Ying Zheng of Qin. Once he wakes up, the inner city will completely turn into hell. The lives of nearly ten high-level officials are exchanged for the lives of millions of people in the city. Do you think it is worth it? And we still have to pay for it. Do you have a choice?" The mysterious gray man's words reached the point of excitement, and his body was already shaking.

He has been in the dark all the time, his name is not even written in the glorious Magic Association roster, he is doing something similar to the Black Vatican, the only difference is that the Black Vatican is being destroyed, and he is using the lives of countless subordinates to prevent the destruction .

But one truth he has come to understand clearly over the decades is that this struggle is nothing more than sacrificing a group of people in exchange for the survival of most people. This is true for any guarding task that involves the safety of a city or even a country!

There is no peace without bloodshed and sacrifice. The decision made by the Magic Association will violate justice and be condemned morally. most.

"But what if Sa Long is a person who is not afraid of death, and in order to achieve this goal, he doesn't mind being buried? Also, if, I said if, your judgment is wrong, Sa Long is not among those high-level people at all, All the high-level officials were buried, and the undead of the monarch level have no one to contend with. I think even if Qin Wang Yingzheng is not resurrected, the safety barrier will not last for a few days. You are doing too extreme." Mu Bai said immediately.

"Why don't we understand what you said, but before you raise these questions, you should also tell us a better way, otherwise all the questions are meaningless, it's better to implement, do something, maybe it will work." Mystery The gray and white man said.

"This" Mu Bai was suddenly speechless.

"When are you going to execute this decapitation plan?" Mo Fan asked seriously.

"When the corpse of the mountain attacked the security barrier." Han Ji said.

"Mu Bai and I have the same idea. Once the top brass dies, the undead monarch can massacre the city. These people cannot die. Now we know that Mu He is the Archdeacon of Hujin, and since the Archdeacon of Hujin is Salang's right-hand man, Then he must know who the real Salang is." Mo Fan said.

"The big deacon of Hujin you mentioned must have replaced Sa Lang in controlling the overall situation. The inner city is full of black church eyeliners. If our guard mage moves, he will definitely escape." The white man of the mysterious society said.

"Let's go!" Mo Fan said in a cold voice.

"Yes, let's capture Mu He!" Zhou Min said.

"Why do you think you will find this Hujin deacon?"

"We don't need to look for him, he will come to us." Mo Fan said with certainty.

"Before we asked the Imperial Guard Mage to bring you here, he might still come in person, but I'm afraid he won't come now." said the white man from the mysterious society.

"Yes, he will definitely come, the problem now is how to pass the news to his ears!" Mo Fan said with certainty.

"I know a tea house owner. That person will contact my uncle from time to time. I think there is probably something wrong with it. I can pretend to take refuge in his tea house, and then unintentionally reveal the information you want to convey to him. He is People from the Black Church will definitely pass it on to my uncle!" Mu Bai's eyes flashed with determination.

Ye Baiqiu did not choose to go with them to find Mu He, but walked to a quieter place alone.

"What should I do?" Ye Baiqiu murmured.

He was really confused, the road ahead was already dark, and he didn't know when the light would shine again.

He once thought that as long as he was strong enough to kill all his enemies, he would be at ease.

But can this kind of matter related to relatives really be solved by relying on the word "kill"?

I don't think so. The outcome of all this may only depend on the choices you make.

(End of this chapter)