What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

"No, no, no, we can't let him out! The aura of the undead is too strong! The follow-up cleanup will have to be done by us old bones!"

Several old professors exchanged words with each other, but little did they know that the singing had reached the final moment.

“Kur Kigal Irkalla (The Spiritual Peak Steps on the Underworld)!!”

Soon enough, just as the old professors flew towards Domi quickly and shouted for him to stop the operation, Domi had already smashed his fully charged right hand to the ground.

"Boom!!"

The smashed yellow earth was directly blasted into a large cracked pit. The flames from Hades surrounded the entire arena. The obsidian-like new earth rushed out of the ground irregularly like crystals, growing wantonly and crazily.

Now, the smell of the dead is everywhere, which makes Duomi, a perfectly talented necromancer, very comfortable. If he can continue to practice in this environment, it will be a matter of time before he becomes an archmage.

Several old professors stared at it and their beards exploded with anger. They pointed at Domi’s nose and cursed him as a traitor!

Duomi also wanted to find some opponents who would not be injured to test his power. These respected professors from his hometown were undoubtedly the best choices.

I saw the young man who looked like a monarch in the center of Hades raised his head, his dark blue pupils flashing with unparalleled fighting spirit, and said loudly to the four old men hovering in the sky:

"Professors, this junior wants to try the power of my new magic, please feel free to give me some advice!"

"Extremely arrogant!"

"Actually treating us as experimental subjects??"

"Teach this little brat a lesson!"

Seeing the professors rushing over angrily, Duomi raised the corner of his mouth, and then with a thought, the earth of Hades followed his call and surrounded the professors.

They did not avoid it, and were just enveloped in the earth of Hades. From a distance, they looked like they were being swallowed by a pitch-black spike rising from the ground.

Duomi could clearly feel them moving rapidly inside the rocks, crashing into the rocky mountains like shield machines.

In fact, they still intend to help Duomi conduct the experiment, otherwise they would just break out of the wall.

Of course, in that case, Duomi would summon the stone thorn in time to stab him.

They chose the most thorough method of destruction, from top to bottom, from left to right, until the entire land of Hades was shattered into pieces.

Normally, domain-type magic like this would probably dissipate automatically once it was destroyed like this, but Domi's Hades was still strong.

As long as none of his necromancy and summoning magic power reserves are depleted, he can continue to do so.

They rushed out of the stone wall and casually chopped up a few stone thorns.

The old professor at the head looked at his palms and commented:

"Even the stone is filled with the aura of the undead, and its hardness is more than one level harder than ordinary stone. It can be driven so flexibly like an arm. This magic is already very good."

Duomi also stopped his hand in time, bowed deeply, and expressed his apology and respect: "Thank you seniors for your teachings. I understand, I will go back and try to improve again~"

With that said, he turned around and ran towards the exit, but was stopped by a ruthless scolding.

"Who let you go?"

It's still the leader.

Duomi turned his head bit by bit stiffly like a machine, and squeezed out a forced smile:

"Is there anything else you can do, senior?"

"You want to leave the arena after turning it into this? Come back and tidy up the landscape. You can't leave until it's finished!"

In this way, the professors divided their forces into four groups, each using their special powers to clean up the remaining aura of the undead. Domi transformed into a university student majoring in civil engineering and used his poor intermediate earth magic to fill the holes.

The five of them worked day and night until dawn the next day. Occasionally, a few classmates who got up early and came over to have a fight were shocked. They didn't know what happened to make the four professors stay here together to deal with the aftermath.

However, the old professors looked serious, but as long as nothing happened, they were still very kind. After finishing the work, they even invited him to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Duomi Xun thought there was such a good thing, so he followed him directly.

Then he regretted it.

I thought it was a harmonious and beautiful reunion between the senior and junior generations, but I didn't expect that those old guys asked him what kind of magic he mixed with what kind of magic to become that magic.

They seemed to be very interested in Blofeld's 'magic hand'.

With this talent, Lingfeng Stepping on the Hades has naturally become a regular 'synthetic magic'.

But he didn't know which two magic tricks could be used to pull this off. He racked his brains and came up with the two most suitable ones to fool them.

Before leaving, the leading professor patted Duomi on the shoulder sincerely:

"Dominique, don't come to the arena if you want to experiment with magic in the future. This is a public place. If it is destroyed, others will be troubled."

"Have you seen those crazy people from the Brilliant Sect? The faint smell of death left in the arena almost makes them furious. If they know that it was you who did it..."

"This time we old guys helped you settle the matter, but it's not for free. Remember to tell Carlos that your father knows what price to pay."

Duomi lamented: "Okay, okay..."

"Senior, may I know where you live? I can ask you about a suitable place for my next experiment."

The implication is that the next experiment will be at your house.

But these guys are all mature, how could they be fooled by such a simple thing, and send him away for any reason, which makes Duomi very depressed.

But it's not completely without benefits. After all, the most important power experiment has been completed.

If there is an organized undead army, coupled with this large AOE that changes the terrain and causes damage, it will not be a problem to destroy an entire army.

In terms of consumption...it's not much of a burden at the moment, but I don't know if there will be a difference after summoning the undead.

All I can say is that it is indeed a limited product and the quality is great!

Under the bright sunshine, the smile moved to his face again.

However, just a few blocks out of the cafeteria, he suddenly felt like he was on ice!The hairs on your body stand on end!

It was as if it was locked by a prehistoric beast, making it difficult to even move.

Everything around him was suspended, including the leaves swaying in the wind, the green grass, the pedestrians walking on the roadside... everything.

But he can still clearly sense that the time axis is flowing. It's not that someone has frozen time, but that space is undergoing earth-shaking changes!

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in Hades.

174. Chapter 171 170 The first lesson of school

Everywhere you look is a dark basalt-like terrain with no human sculptures, like a deep rift valley with flowing magma everywhere.

Streams of water flowed down from the dark sky, forming lakes of lava.

The strange thing is that there are no traces of the undead here, and it is eerily quiet.

Duomi stayed in place, not daring to move.

His eyes reflected a haggard and rickety figure, wearing a broken black cloak and holding an ordinary wooden crutch. He seemed to have presbyopia, his eyeballs were cloudy, and his gray and lusterless hair hung down from his scalp.

The old man looked like a beggar on the roadside, but in Duomi's view, almost all the clues of the underworld were gathered on him.

It can be said that everything in Hades belongs to him, and he is Hades.

And it’s not without reason that Domi came here.

Like the old man, a ray of connection with Hades started from his own heart and merged into this space.

He wouldn't believe it if it wasn't forcibly removed from the old man's body.

I saw the old man's hand on crutches raised a finger, pointing straight at him, and then, a crow with eyes as red as blood sang a funeral song and flew from nowhere, landing accurately on on his shoulders.

Although it was just a crow, it gave Domi a heavy feeling of fate, as if someone had strangled his neck.

Then, a strong pulling feeling from this world pulled him back to his own world.

He lay directly on the ground, gasping for breath from having to breathe out, and sweating all over his body.

His eyes opened suddenly, only to find that there was a circle of people around him, looking at him with their heads raised.

One of them explained: "Classmate, you suddenly fell on the ground just now, and the doctor was just called for you..."

"I'm fine. Let's go ahead and tell the doctor later."

Back in his dormitory, Duomi sat on the chair as if relieved, still replaying the scene that just happened in his mind.

Slowly placing his hand on his heart, the weight from his shoulders continued to sink until it was connected to his heart, as if his life was being claimed.

[The curse was discovered, coming from the 'Lord of Hades'. Effect: Death on the spot. According to the countdown to the onset of the curse: 9 years, 364 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds. 】

Duomi felt bad after reading this news. Even if he drew a card, he would be targeted by the boss of the underworld. He even dragged himself into the underworld with great effort and was cursed to death?

"The system cheated me!"

[The power of Hades is fixed and unchanged. If you choose to draw the 'Lingfeng Stepping on the Underworld', it means that you have to take away part of the power from the Lord of Hades. 】

"Is there any way to remove the curse? It's not worth exchanging a chance of resurrection for a curse that can be applied again at any time."

【Kill the Lord of Hades. 】

"you help me?"

【…】

Then Domi realized that the system could only answer some of his questions, not the chat machine.

But killing the Lord of Hades is too nonsense, right?

Who knows how many years the old man has lived, and his strength is unfathomable. Just the lock on his breath makes him unable to even move.

If he hadn't been able to take action directly, he would have probably burped long ago.

It takes ten years to grow up to the point where I can confront people like this... Haha, I can only say that there is a long way to go.

But it is not impossible. As long as there is a system, everything is possible.

"You can't touch too many fish while you're in school..."

Two days later, there was a lot of new blood on the streets of the college.

Most of the old students have returned to school from their hometowns, and the three-day entrance examination has ended. This time, more than 150 students studying magic or combat have been recruited, as well as more than 500 new students in various fields.

The dormitory building that was empty on the first day was now full of people. When it was time to get up, the whole building seemed to come alive.

The college is not like a monastery because it has a variety of facilities, so there are no disturbing bells. All the bells are brought by the students.