The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 527 Is there nothing but magic?

Our poor necromancer, after Chu Mo's inhumane half-hour magic torture, has become more like a beggar than a disciple of the beggar gang.

With the cane made of rotten branches in his left hand and a broken bowl in his right hand, and this 'IT style', walking on the street is guaranteed to win the sympathy of many people.

It's just a pity that now he doesn't have the time, let alone the mood to be excited about the promising career of beggars.

Stretching out that shriveled arm (it should be described as a chicken paw to be more vivid), he ruthlessly took off the tattered hat that was still smoking white.

Well, I have to say that this necromancer is different from other necromancers that Chu Mo encountered, and even more different from the necromancers that people thought of in the past.

Perhaps other necromancers look more like skeletons, with deeply sunken eye sockets, two protruding big eyeballs, shriveled arms, sharp nails, rotten flesh and white bones wrapped in black cloth...

No no no, he is totally different from these.

Apart from the same slightly shriveled arms and palms like chicken paws, his face and facial features are very regular. Although he is not handsome, he can also be said to be a very ordinary and durable type. In addition to that red long hair , slender figure.

If it weren't for his ugly hands, not many people would pay attention to such a person when he came out, because he was too ordinary.

Chu Mo stared at the necromancer, and found that his face was a bit hideous.

The necromancer on the opposite side seemed to be sad about the zombies and skeletons that had been completely destroyed by light magic, but he tore up the rags on his body one by one, and held the scorched stick that was blowing black air , staring at Chu Mo fiercely; the crow on the ground that once conveyed orders to it has been thoroughly roasted by light magic, and many feathers have turned into black water...

Yes, if he could kill with his eyes, he would definitely want to kill Chu Mo... (Repeated countless times.)
"Damn, you look pretty good. Except for your hands being a little blemish, everything else passed. Boy, are you not bad!" Glancing at the sky, another crow flew over at some point. Chu Mo collected himself, and then An interesting idea appeared in his mind, and he said it in a slightly arrogant tone.

"You..." Pretty good, Chu Mo's words completely stunned the necromancer.

"It stinks, don't you feel uncomfortable standing there?" Chu Mo continued to tease.

As soon as Chu Mo finished speaking, under the leadership of Feng Kuang, the people behind responded with loud laughter.

Obviously, Chu Mo's words made the originally weird and shocking atmosphere a lot easier.

The necromancer was trembling with anger at the moment, he couldn't bear that Chu Mo underestimated him so much.

"What are you shaking? Don't tell me you like to perform your dancing stunts in the street?" Chu Mo's venomous tongue immediately unfolded.

Feng Kuang at the back continued to stir up the atmosphere, but his heart was also very shocked: "NND, this Chu Mo is not only strong, but I didn't expect that he can play tricks..."

"You... court death..." The necromancer obviously couldn't hold on any longer. After saying the word you, his fingers shaped like chicken feet trembled for a long time, and it took a long time to spit out two words.

"Oh?" Chu Mo replied lightly.

It's just that at this moment, the necromancer was clearly stunned. He could feel the part of the face of the black-robed man on the opposite side that was covered, and two jet-black rays of light were shooting into his pupils.

This is an inexplicable feeling, as if he saw the boundless universe, the hot sun, the desolate moon and the endless black hole that can absorb everything in his pupils...

Yes, that's right, these two black rays of light sucked him in like a black hole, making him tremble all over.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War" once said: "In the method of using troops, the whole country is the top, followed by breaking the army; the whole army is the top, followed by breaking the country; the whole army is the top, and the broken soldiers are inferior; First, defeating the army is the second best. That is why victories in every battle are not good; those who subdue others' soldiers without fighting are also good!"

What Chu Mo is using at this moment is to use his pupils as a way to interpret the spell, using his perverted mental power to interfere with the necromancer...

"Ah..." Although the necromancer was under Chu Mo's mental attack, he quickly reacted. He opened his mouth and yelled, as if to dispel the influence Chu Mo had just had on his mind.

"It's interesting. As a respect for you, I decided to give you a chance to make the first move." Chu Mo stretched out his right hand in a gesture of invitation, and said lightly.

"You're looking for death..." Seeing that Chu Mo despised him so much, the necromancer immediately made a seal with his hands. With the roar, the black robe behind him automatically moved without wind, and a black crack appeared on the back, gradually getting bigger and bigger. Three bone spears suddenly shot out from the crack, and shot straight at Chu Mo.

"Be careful..." Feng Kuang was taken aback. He didn't expect the necromancer to suddenly use an attack spell without chanting a spell. Although he knew that Chu Mo would be fine, he still yelled out of habit.

Before Feng Kuang's words fell, Chu Mo had already moved.

The three bony spears shot towards Chu Mo in a triangular shape.

The speed is so fast, in Feng Kuang's view, apart from hard blocking, maybe he can only roll a few times on the ground; otherwise, there is no other way.

(The distance between the necromancer and Chu Mo is about thirty steps.)
It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Chu Mo lightly tapped his toes, and he seemed to be floating in the wind, rushing towards the three bone spears weightlessly.

Seeing that the bone spear was about to stab his head, chest, and abdomen, a deep blue light appeared instantly.

The three bone spears pierced through the dark blue light and shot straight towards the crowd, and the necromancer was obviously stunned.

"Teleportation..." Feng laughed wildly and murmured.

The dark blue light opposite the necromancer hadn't completely disappeared, but now a dark blue light appeared behind him.

A shadow of a man in black robe gradually appeared in the light.

A smug smile suddenly flashed on the somewhat stunned face of the Necromancer.

"Damn..." Feng Kuang knew something was wrong when he saw the necromancer's smug smile.

The three bone spears that flew out all turned a corner this time and stabbed at Chu Mo's back. At the same time, the necromancer swung the staff in his left hand, and a gray sphere moved towards Chu Mo. fly away.

"The teleportation has just been used once, so you can't use it anymore, right? Quack..." The necromancer's triumphant laughter came from his ear.

"Don't you think I don't know anything other than magic?" Facing the Necromancer's triumphant laughter, Chu Mo just shook his head slightly and asked in a voice that sounded like a sigh.

"Could it be?" The face of the necromancer who was still smiling just now froze, and he obviously said incredulously.

Facing the three bone spears that were about to pierce his body, Chu Moli ignored them, but clenched his fist with his right hand.

Suddenly invisible to the naked eye, a blood-red light was continuously accumulating at the center of Chu Mo's right fist.

The blood-red zhenqi seemed to be like a blood dragon, entangled in Chu Mo's right hand, gradually the blood-colored zhenqi began to expand, and finally, the whole right arm was covered with blood-red zhenqi, without the slightest hesitation, Chu Mo He punched silently.

With fists like a blood dragon rushing towards the necromancer.

The necromancer was not idle either, without chanting a mantra, a wall of bones made of three white bones appeared in front of Chu Mo.

(End of this chapter)