All Mage Positions: Start Marking The Fruit Thunder

Chapter 43: Heavenly King Laozi can't even come!

In the fantasy world.

Mu He was tied to a cross and watched as a long knife pierced through his body.

"Ah!!"

The incomparably real pain spread throughout his body, and even though it was penetrated through his heart, his consciousness was still awake.

Awakely feel the pain of the blade piercing the heart.

After Mu He was pierced in the heart for 72 hours, the fantasy world was shattered.

Mu He's spirit withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had aged ten years at once.

His pupils were bloodshot, and he knelt on the ground covering his chest, panting greedily.

Lu Chen looked at him without a trace of pity in his eyes.

Mu He was able to climb to the position of Archdeacon Hujin, and he didn't know how many innocent lives he had killed.

Compared to what he did, these were nothing at all.

Lu Chen turned his head and glanced in the direction of the open office door, turning slightly sideways.

With the movement of the land dust, the shadow on the ground also changed position.

At the same time, a pitch-black nail quietly appeared and plunged into the original location of Lu Chen's shadow.

"Good, very vigilant!"

A crisp female voice came from outside the door.

A plain-looking woman walked in slowly, clapped, and praised.

The woman's face was very ordinary, but the voice she spoke was very familiar to Lu Chen.

Hearing the woman's familiar voice, Mu He, who fell to the ground, seemed to grasp the last life-saving straw and shouted.

"My lord! Help me! "

"He's the devil! It's the devil! "

"Lord, save me!"

Mu He, whose tendons and tendons were broken, plopped down on the ground, squirming and crawling towards the woman.

Just halfway up, Lu Chen raised his leg and kicked Mu He back.

"Long time no see, Your Excellency."

Lu Chen looked at Salang without the slightest fear, as if he was talking to a friend.

"It's been a long time"

The woman did not deny it, did not have the opportunity to ask for help from Mu He, sat down on the sofa on the side with her own care, and played with the purple clay pot on the table.

"Your name is Lu Chen, right?"

"Your ability to change faces is somewhat interesting."

"Each other."

Salang glanced at it, and there was also no pity in Mu He's eyes, only a deep curiosity.

"I'm curious, what did you do to him?"

He Mu He has been following him for so long, what bloody scene has he never seen?

In just a few minutes, what did the teenager in front of him do to Mu He?

Can Mu He be so afraid?

Lu Chen glanced at Mu He and said indifferently.

"Let him experience the pain of the heart being penetrated"

After a pause halfway through speaking, the corners of Lu Chen's mouth rose slightly, and he continued.

"It was just 72 hours."

"There is a chance for you to experience it too."

The reason why Lu Chen was so fearless in front of Salang.

On the one hand, because he has the ability to elementalize, he can escape with the help of ninja soldiers at any time.

On the other hand, this is in the magic capital.

Once he used magic above the high level, he did not believe that the magic association would not react.

At that time, Salang himself will not want to escape from the magic capital.

Salang did not directly use high-level magic, but wanted to control himself with giant shadow nails, which is a good proof of this.

The magic capital is different from a border city like Bocheng, where super-level mages make trouble, they all have to be slapped twice before leaving,

The expression on Salang's face was obviously stunned, and a morbid smile appeared on his face.

She didn't doubt what Lu Chen had said.

"I really appreciate you more and more."

"It's really good for you to stay in the Magic Association, join the Black Church."

"I'll let you take the place of this waste, and he and I can also dispose of it, how about it."

Lu Chen shook his head, just like last time, and simply refused.

"I refuse."

"That's a shame, he can't give it to you yet, he still has some value."

Salang didn't talk nonsense either, pointing at Mu He and saying.

Mu He is his right-hand man in addition to the extradition chief, the black medicine master, and the master.

The next plan still needs his cooperation, and there is no replacement for him for the time being.

Otherwise she wouldn't be here either.

Hearing that Salang was just here to discuss with himself and did not directly make a move, Lu Chen was even more sure of the guess in his heart.

Salang must have been afraid to make a move.

Lu Chen shook his head, did not give Salang face at all, and kicked Mu He aside.

"Heavenly King Laozi is here, you can't take it with you."

Listening to Lu Chen's rampant words, Salang did not smile angrily.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen was stunned.

Wouldn't it be funny, would it?

Lu Chen did not continue to delay, raised his hand and released a thunderbolt, shattering the floor-to-ceiling window and attracting attention.

Salang didn't look at the window at all, holding his cheek with one hand to look at Lu Chen, his eyes full of appreciation, and muttered.

"If you are wanted by the Holy Inquisition that day, there is no place for you in this world."

"Or when you are disappointed in this world, you may as well join the Black Church, the door of the Black Church will always be open for you."

Lu Chen's movements paused, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"If the Holy Inquisition cannot accommodate me, I will not overthrow it! Fill somebody's shoes. "

"As for the latter, I've always had hope for the world."

As early as the first time he saw Salang and mentioned the Alien Court, Lu Chen already had this plan in his heart.

Salang looked at the place where Lu Chen disappeared, and was a little stunned for a while.

The Black Holy See is crazy enough.

Unexpectedly, this kid is even crazier, less than 20 years old, and actually wants to overthrow the Holy Inquisition and replace it?

"Interesting."

Sarang got up and melted into the darkness as well.

Nighthawk, who was crouching nearby, and a group of Inquisition personnel saw a thunderbolt suddenly fly out of the target floor.

Frightened, he hurriedly informed everyone to start moving.

It's just that when they surrounded the floor, they found that the target had disappeared, leaving only eight unconscious gray-clad priests at the scene.

Lu Chen appeared in a remote alley, looked at his fairly clean and tidy clothes, and frowned.

That's not going to work.

How could he, who fought with Archdeacon Hujin for "three hundred rounds", be so clean?

Immediately, Lu Chen asked the ninja soldiers to pour a few basins of cold water on themselves

Scratch his clothes and cut several wounds on his body to create a wounded appearance.

Lu Chen glanced at his current state and nodded with satisfaction.

This is just right, and it will not seem so deliberate.

"You must hurry back to the Qingtian Hunting Institute, otherwise the wounds on your body will heal later."

Now he has an extraordinary physique, and some small wounds hardly need to be treated, and he can heal himself quickly.

When he arrived in the alley where the Qingtian Hunter was located, Lu Chen dragged the stunned Mu He slowly walking.

After seeing Lu Chen's face clearly, Ling Ling, who was sitting at the door, was startled, and hurriedly ran into the house and shouted.

"Grandpa! Sister Leng come soon! "

Lingling's anxious shout instantly alarmed the two people in the room who were talking.

As soon as the two got up, they saw Lu Chen, who was ragged and wet, dragging Mu He in.

(End of chapter)