I seem to be an evil god

On the way to the morgue, Liu Dao received a message from Seraph and the Bone Assassin. Seraph told Liu Dao that the long-eared elves had gone to the academy's camp. It seemed like an ordinary report, but in fact it implied that Liu Dao was expecting orders. The extravagant hope of the long-eared elf's return.

The Bone Assassin was much simpler. He told Liu Dao about Seraph's psychological changes and asked how the fallen angel was doing.

For these two people, Liu Dao did not answer, but ordered them to complete the task after silence.

After accepting the order, the two said nothing more. Liu Dao ended the connection. In front of him, an abomination with a chain hook blocked the road.

This is a human-like undead creature, with a fat body and blood-stained skin. It looks like weapons full of bacteria and viruses, coupled with the constant release of undead aura.

This is a man-made monster. The connection between the weapon and the body has crooked traces of sewing.

The moment he saw this monster, Matthew hesitated.

He knew this undead creature, or in other words, he knew the owner of the undead creature.

There are not many forces in the south, and they often communicate with each other. This abomination and the necromancer behind it are friends of Matthew.

A female friend who is beautiful and has a good personality.

"Stop here, Matthew."

Hearing the sound, Matthew's last trace of luck disappeared. His fists tightened and then unclenched.

"What are you doing? There is a riot at the morgue and we need to solve it."

Matthew said with a smile, but Liu Dao behind him could see clearly that the palms of his hands behind his back were filled with energy.

Liu Dao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect to see a figure who killed his sister to prove his virtue.

"That's right, so I can't let you pass."

The voice of the necromancer gradually became smaller, and the hatred standing in front of Liu Dao and the two men began to move. The breath of death was released, and Matthew felt a hint of coldness.

Without any more words, Matthew started a war with Abomination. Ring-shaped runes appeared on his legs and feet, and his speed increased sharply.

With a step, Matthew seemed to be stepping on the air, turned over and jumped more than three meters high, trying to pass Abomination from high altitude, but when he jumped up, the hook on Abomination's left hand also moved.

hiss!

Accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn apart, Abomination's left arm split open like a chrysanthemum, and the iron hook flew out, with a chain made of flesh and blood wrapped behind it. Matthew turned around in the air, trying to avoid the attack, and the iron hook flew past his side. , Matthew had just smiled, and there was a sound in the air behind him.

Below, the muscles of the hateful left arm swelled, and it tugged hard on the flesh and blood chain. The flying iron hook barbed back and hit Matthew.

He was like a bird shot by a shotgun, falling before it could even cry out.

In the darkness, the necromancer's whisper came: "Matthew, I have always given in to you before."

With a sigh, the necromancer looked at Liu Dao.

"Mr. Gaia, if possible, could you please hand over the bead that connects the magic circle?"

"You mean this?"

Liu Dao took out the beads shown in the meeting and smiled.

"Why should I hand it over to you? Just this abomination?"

"Of course we have reasons, you"

Before the necromancer finished speaking, Matthew had already appeared with a roar. A layer of transparent armor appeared on his body. There was no wound on his back.

"Come out!"

Matthew jumped up again and went straight to the place where the Necromancer made the sound. In a hurry, Abomination had no time to react. The next moment, Matthew punched out, and the air rippled into a fist like an air wave, shattering the tent where the Necromancer was hiding.

Matthew landed, but only saw a skull with its jaws constantly moving.

"Echo Fengjia, you have succeeded in practicing."

Among the skulls, the voice of the Necromancer came, with a hint of displeasure, "I don't know."

Matthew destroyed the skull and shouted to the surroundings: "Your hatred is not as weak as when you and I were fighting."

Liu Dao looked on, smiling and saying nothing.

"That's me letting you go!"

The voice of the Necromancer came again. Matthew concentrated on distinguishing it carefully, but found that the sound seemed to come from all directions, and it was impossible to distinguish the direction.

"You never asked me about Huiyin Fengjia."

Matthew continued to speak, trying to find the location of the Necromancer, but this time, what answered him was not the words of the Necromancer, but the poisonous hook of hatred.

Bang!

Matthew took a few steps back. There were cracks all over the Echo Wind Armor. Although it could prevent the abominable attacks, the Echo Wind Armor could no longer be used.

Matthew dispersed the runes and jumped up quickly, avoiding the abominable attack while re-constructing the Echo Wind Armor.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but neither of them paid attention to Liu Dao who was watching the show.

Constructing the Echo Wind Armor again, Matthew stopped dodging and began to approach Abomination.

The core profession of his school is the Echo Boxer, who controls wind and airflow. He is good at inducing airflow attacks. At the elite stage, the best attack range is within a hundred meters.

This range is known to the necromancer who often competes with Matthew.

Facing Matthew's sudden advance, the abominable hook danced faster, and the flesh and blood chains flew around, sweeping around within a hundred meters. Matthew controlled the airflow, dodging the attack while dispelling the surrounding air.

There is rotten poison in Abomination's body, and these toxins are evaporating into the air with the swing of the chain. Coupled with the impact of the breath of death, Matthew's fists and feet have become somewhat inflexible.

He is not a regular melee professional. He uses fists to attack to guide the airflow. His physical fitness is not very strong. If he is in this environment for a long time, Matthew may lose his ability to move.

This cannot go on any longer.

Matthew stepped hard on the ground, leaning his head forward and stepping back. His body was like a floating surfboard. The air current lifted him up and flew towards the Abomination while flying close to the ground.

The hateful long hook transforms, but due to height issues, it cannot carry out linear attacks on the low-altitude floating Matthew. It can only be hit with an iron hook. Matthew constantly changes the direction of the airflow, just like a flexible monkey.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, with 100 meters right in front of them. Suddenly, the advancing Matthew stopped. Hatred also seized the opportunity at this time and took advantage of the moment Matthew stopped to throw out the hook.

This hook attacks Matthew's chest and back from top to bottom. Facing the incoming iron hook, Matthew exerts force on his chest and abdomen, like an elf in the wind. His body rotates with his waist and abdomen as the core, and his scalp rubs the fishy smell of the iron hook. He passed, with his fists back and his legs forward, parallel to the flying chains.

The next moment, Matthew takes action!

Bang!

The fluffy air flow turned into a huge foot, which passed through the sky like a rocket, hitting the abominable head in the middle, instantly blowing it open, and brains mixed with maggots burst out from it.

"Are you kidding me? You don't think undead creatures also have the weakness of the brain, do you?"

The necromancer's mocking voice came, and Matthew's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly: "There is a control core in the brain core. It takes you three seconds to reshape it. During this time, you cannot control the abomination action."

"so what?"

Matthew put his palms on his chest and kept changing his ten fingers, "So, I have three seconds to release an unskilled rune."

The air flow fluctuated in Matthew's palms, and the escaping strong wind blew up all the dust and debris around Matthew. Before the runes were condensed, the power in them was already affecting everything around him.

Both sides were silent, both racing against time to mobilize their strength.

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