The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 590 Desperate Killing!
Even if he didn't confront Chu Mo head-on, Hu Yong's body was covered with beads of sweat.

He was afraid, yes, he was afraid of Chu Mo.

The aura emanating from Chu Mo's body has already surpassed him!

It is the best policy to subdue others' soldiers without fighting!

Chu Mo just used his momentum to make Hu Yong lose his will to fight.

Gu ** narrowed her eyes, looked at Chu Mo fiercely, raised her hand slightly, and saw a large group of court magicians walking straight towards Chu Mo under the protection of armored warriors.

"Playing crowd tactics?" Chu Mo muttered while standing in the center. Although his eyes were not opened, the corners of his mouth moved.

"Fireball..." Gu **'s bulging figure stood at the back and roared loudly.

Fire, the blazing fire element instantly filled the world of the palace.

"Use magic to destroy me?" Chu Mo stood there unmoved, unwilling to even open his eyes.

Indeed, one fireball or dozens of fireballs can't hurt Chu Mo at all, and even the bloody Qi around him can instantly absorb the fire element.

But how about hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of fireballs attacking Chu Mo together?

Can all his bloody true energy be resisted and absorbed?
Although Gu ** said that he was eager to kill Chu Mo, he still had some brains.

Hundreds of senior court magicians used fireball magic to attack Chu Mo. Some people thought that Chu Mo could be wiped out with the legendary forbidden spell without any effort at all.

But anyone who understands magic knows that forbidden magic is not easy to release.

It requires a lot of magic elements and super high spiritual power. Although these court magicians are also good, their level is only between the magician and the magician, and the forbidden spell that is barely released is not very powerful.

Going back ten thousand steps, even if they successfully release the forbidden spell, the greater the power of the magic, the longer the release time will be. We all know that the black-haired devil Chu Mo has an amazing speed, and he will allow so many people to slowly recite the spell to release it. Forbidden magic?
A fool would be so stupid!
On the contrary, the low-level magic of releasing fireballs is basically used by every magician.

The higher the level, the more fireballs will be released and the more powerful they will be.

Just imagine, so many hundreds or thousands of magicians release fireballs together, and each person releases one or two fireballs, that is twice the number of people, not to mention that they will not really only release two fireballs.

Fireballs all over the sky hit Chu Mo like a rain of fireballs.

The fire blazed into the sky, and at a glance, there was a scalding hot feeling everywhere.

Ordinary people will definitely think that the end of the world is coming when they see this place, so how can they still resist!
Those soldiers who surrounded Chu Mo from far away had panicked the crap for a long time...

"It's up to you not to die this time!" The ruthlessness on Gu's face became even stronger.

"The light of Yinghuo Yanneng competes with the sun and the moon!" Chu Mo read out that classic line that couldn't be more classic.

Contemptuous of the rain of fireballs, there was no panic on his face, only disdain.

The man stands upright, full of arrogance, and will never back down even in the face of a strong enemy.

Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!
Hu Yong stood aside, very calm in his heart.

If it wasn't for the enemy, he definitely didn't want to kill this man to the point of being immortal.

At this moment, Chu Mo's figure was very tall, so tall that everyone couldn't help looking up at him.

A nightmare-like voice resounded in everyone's heart: "Broken Magic Shield!"

Just three words, but it makes people have a magical illusion.

It seems that only these three words are needed, and the rain of fireballs in the sky will disappear.

"How is this possible..." Everyone couldn't help sighing when they saw this situation.

"God! Is he still human?"

Chu Mo stood in the center, not flinching in the face of the overwhelming fireball.

Raising one hand horizontally, suddenly an astonishing gust of wind surged up, blood red, yes that's right!
The blood-red light enveloped his whole body in an instant, forming a huge shield of blood-red light in front of him.

The giant shield is transparent, but blood-colored light flows from the giant shield, just like blood, so weird and beautiful.

'Bang...' The rain of fireballs was approaching, approaching, and finally all of them hit the huge shield that had just appeared out of thin air.

Every time there was a crash, the hearts of all the people present would beat with a 'thump'.

They just stared at the scene on the field, unwilling to blink their eyes.

It was as if they would lose that beautiful moment if they blinked so easily.

They couldn't help it, and they didn't want to miss it all.

Gu ** couldn't help but flirt, Chu Mo was hit by countless fireballs, the smell of charred flesh and screams wove a wonderful scene.

It's a pity that Chu Mo always disappoints his enemies.

There was no screaming, and no burning sound.

There is only silence, deathly silence!

Nearly [-] fireballs, all of which did not fall hit the scarlet giant shield.

But the result?
The giant shield didn't even have a crack, as if it had just been released, it still revealed a blood-red transparent light, so weird and beautiful.

The man behind the shield, the man, was smiling, evilly.

His laughter was like the most powerful bayonet in the world, piercing the hearts of everyone present.

Panic, fear, numbness, fear, surprise...

Various expressions are presented on the faces of these people.

Sometimes I have to admire the magic of the Creator, who can fully display such colorful expressions with just a face.

Chu Mo has a special hobby.

When the enemy thinks that he is about to win, the smile on his face is the ugliest and the ugliest in the world; but when the enemy finds that he has not won, but lost in a mess, the expression on his face is the most panicked and fearful.

Every time Chu Mo saw the enemy showing such an expression, he wanted to laugh and felt very satisfied!

"What I want is the fear and panic that comes from the depths of your soul."

Chu Mo did not die, so now, the shadow of death has shrouded everyone's heart.

They were about to face Chu Mo's attack a hundred times, a thousand times.

Can they resist it?

No one can know, pray!
Only praying to the great god-king in heaven may be their only way out.

(End of this chapter)