The sky is like a curtain of fear, and the red clouds are like blood. Extremely radioactive and deadly metal dust permeated the sky above Lan City. In the gray light, the red giant held the back of his head in his hands and ran wildly on the main road of Lan City, trying to avoid another disaster that was coming.

Xia Wushuang struggled to push open the door of the VIP room, the long knife was horizontal in front of him, but the moment the door opened, his figure cleverly flew backwards backwards. And the moment he flew upside down, a rotten arm stained with green venom flew out from behind the door and almost smashed against his cheek.

A disgusting stench emanating from the ghoul's arm. Xia Wushuang held his breath, and the cyan blade scattered a sword light with murderous intent, splitting the severed arm in an instant.

Inevitably, hazel blood splashed on his black sweatshirt. The sneering corrosive sound accompanied by curling black smoke rippled upward, and the inexplicable coolness continued to impact Xia Wushuang's tough nerves. At this moment, he felt as if he was very close to death.

But it turns out that the smarter people are, the easier it is to think more. Those brown blood spots were not as terrifying as he thought, and the wind-like air currents that had been lingering on the outer layer of his body immediately weathered and hardened the moment they came into contact with this strong acid, turning into a nearly harmless blood-colored shale.

Resistant skin is actually a trait shared by magicians. The body that has surpassed the mortal will naturally bring some additional special attributes. For example, it is resistant to fire, cold, and poison...... Wait a minute.

"I thought you weren't really afraid of death?" Feeling the agitation in Xia Wushuang's heart, No. 7, who had been suppressed by the host's IQ, finally got back from his mouth.

"Afraid of death? No. Xia Wushuang didn't want to admit it, he raised the Tang knife in his hand, summoned up the courage in his heart (or the irrepressible madness in his heart), and looked directly at the VIP door that had been closed again, as if he wanted to see the demon that had been hidden in the VIP room through the damn automatic closing door.

"I just don't want to die in vain." Silently muttering to himself, Xia Wushuang had already opened the door lightly again and poked the long knife in his hand inside.

The pale cyan blade is like a narrow mirror, reflecting the scenery of Senluo in the VIP room.

On the originally pure white walls, shocking blood ravines appeared, and the corrosive blood unique to ghouls splattered in these ravines, which had already corroded the four walls to a brittle state. Under the walls of the VIP room, on the expensive leather sofa, two naked men and a woman were lying in a state of copulation. Their pupils were dilated and their faces were frightened, and the man's back was a ghostly totem, and the woman's beautiful pepper milk had a pair of cyan bruises that did not look like a human.

This pair of men and women, who have not been ashamed after the end of the world, are obviously dead. The two gray cheeks seem to have been drained of all life, obviously not yellow and thin, but like a piece of cloth soaked in water for a whole year, there is an indescribable sense of decay and decay.

They were accompanied by ghouls whose bodies and entrails were scattered all over the place. These are the first wave of undead creatures to cross through the rift in the plane, and they can be regarded as the most powerful patriarchs among ghouls, but they still can't escape the fate of death, and they die strangely and cruelly one by one.

Holding back the strong emotions in his heart that wanted to escape, Xia Wushuang carefully moved the Tang Dao sideways......

A greenish, blood-red eye suddenly appeared on the blade's spine. The deep and bloodthirsty gaze, as if possessing a soul-snatching magic, made Xia Wushuang's heart stunned, and there were almost signs of soul separation.

"It turned out to be a ghoul reincarnated from a death lich......"

No. 7 thought silently, Xia Wushuang had ruthlessly pushed open the door of the VIP room.

There were no imaginary monsters as powerful, and there were no sudden attacks from behind the door. What appeared in front of them was just a mentally strong, but extremely weak physical disability. Judging by its calf-sized body, it is indeed the elite of ghouls. But at this time, its entire lower body has melted away, and the green corpse fluid under its body is like a puddle of aqua regia that it cannot avoid, constantly eroding its body, and it is about to "eat" its stomach if it goes up.

The entire VIP room was filled with a suffocating stench of corruption, and even if there were broken perfume bottles everywhere, the tangy fragrance would only render the strong corpse stench more aggressive.

"Sa...... Sa ...... "From the ghoul's throat, there was a creepy moan. Then, under Xia Wushuang's shocked gaze, it shoved its only remaining hand into its mouth and chewed it heavily.

Its lower body, as this arm enters the abdomen, slowly grows some more, but this is just a drop in the bucket, and it can't save itself at all.

"It's a pity, this guy could have been the Ghoul King." Seven pouted, the result was too surprising.

"Does it matter?!" Xia Wushuang stood far away, ready to directly use a wind bomb to overtake this reserve ghost king.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that. Since this guy will use evil sacrifices with humans as sacrifices, then he must have his own intelligence, and maybe he will only be a reincarnated lich. No. 7's slightly ridiculous voice directly blocked Xia Wushuang's action of killing intent.

"And then?"

"In the fire of the lich's soul, there is a treasure called the lich's heart. Human magicians can obtain a lot of unexpected magic through the analysis of this inherited heart. When Seven said this, his voice suddenly became very low, and his voice began to become very ghostly: "I can completely help you dissociate it and get the amount of skills that you can't get even if you complete ten compulsory tasks." ”

Xia Wushuang trembled, and his heartbeat trembled involuntarily. Can a single lich provide more than ten spells? It's like a magical mentor of the Awakened. So, where is the next lich? His broadsword is already hungry and thirsty.

"That's not right!" After being excited for a moment, Xia Wushuang suddenly came to his senses, and gradually became suspicious: "Things are definitely not as simple as you say, let's say, what kind of conspiracy do you have!" ”

He firmly believes that there is no cake in the world that can be obtained for no reason.

"Master, my suspicion grieves me...... Well, I'll admit it's your wit that bores me. I want you to help me redeem a copy of "Basic Magic Analysis" from the Super God Console, so that I can flip through and play when I am bored. Seven's grievance lasted less than a second before revealing his fangs hidden behind the darkness.

A system that calculates the host is really not a good system.

"Can I see it too?" It doesn't matter what intentions the Seven has, what matters is whether it is beneficial to him.

"Of course!" Seven's eyes lit up, there was a drama in this matter!

"And how much psionic energy does it need?"

"It's only three thousand!"

"......" Xia Wushuang's pair of tricks opened widely, and he almost blurted out a sentence "I'll go and you buy a watch" to set off his mood at this moment.

The topic came to an abrupt end, and then Xia Wushuang followed the instructions of the seventh, and carefully opened the ghoul's skull with the blade in his hand. As you can imagine, the scene at that time was not much different from the live monkey brain, but this ghoul was different from Cong, and there was actually a gray soul flame in the wriggling brain marrow.

The ghoul who was cut out of his brain was actually dead, but his club-like body was still shaking. It doesn't matter whether it's cruel or not, everyone kills the murderer, and as for whether the means used are humane, that's secondary.

The soul fire of the undead is very fragile without the protection of the body, just like the soul fire that only this reincarnated lich can have, and after only being exposed to the air for a few seconds, it immediately turns into two hedrons with one ash and one basket.

"I heard you're an orphan?"

"Related?"

"Have you ever thought that you are actually the illegitimate child of Lady Luck?" Number Seven stared directly at the walnut-sized dust crystals in Xia Wu's hands, not like he was joking.

"Huh!" Xia Wushuang admits that his luck has always been good, and buying lottery tickets is also to win more and lose less. But this is all the character he has accumulated by helping his grandmother cross the road, and he has a half-dime relationship with Lady Luck?

"The boy who is joking with you, let's hand in the task, it's time to light up the third skill."