[It's really getting troublesome now, isn't it, little Brunei?]

The moment he turned around and saw the thin man crawling out of the window, Brunei also heard the sound of neat footsteps behind him, and the sound of the snow being squeezed quickly and intensively sounded, which made Brunei Si a little sore.

[Now isn't the time to say anything boring about the choice of "Brunei Castro", right? You know, even a mage is vulnerable. If you don't have the heart to kill all these miscellaneous fish at once, you will have a chance to survive after being surrounded by them - hehe, of course there is, after all, you have me. 】

Brunei opened his mouth to sing, and his heart also used the super-magical technique of "full concentration" to perform another chant at the same time, and Brunei Si, who had exhausted all his attention, did not have the energy to answer the system's words at all. The system is undoubtedly well aware of this, and perhaps it is precisely because it knows this that it has abandoned its usual never-ending unintelligible nonsense, and has shaken Brunei's mind with words with its vicious expectations and bad tastes, and perhaps some purpose that it has never revealed.

[Do you give up your false definition of "Brunei Castro" in the past and do what you really want to do? Or would you rather die than break the image of "Brunei Castro" that existed not long ago, and be forced into a desperate situation, read out the cheat code, and let me complete the sin you don't want to bear?]

[Hehe, haha! Make a choice, my little Bruneith.] I'm looking forward to it. 】

Just by listening to the footsteps, you could judge the distance of the group behind them, and they were undoubtedly running as hard as the coachman and boss before them, but running on the ground where the snow had not yet melted was still a little slower—about three or four seconds before they could run to the point where they could attack Bruneith.

And the thin man in front of him, to be honest, the way he crawled out of the window like a worm is indeed disgusting and visually impactful, but the window more than one meter high is actually not suitable for people to climb out with their heads down and their hands on the ground, and it will also take four to five seconds for him to return to the state of Brunei Darussalam, who can hurt.

No matter what the hyena thinks, when he says those strange words and acts those strange actions, he is giving Brunei a chance. If he had directly used these people to attack when Brunei had just jumped down, his goal of "wanting to kill Brunei Darussa" would have been achieved long ago.

"It's too late!"

In between the incantations, a thought flashed through Brunei's mind, but almost at the same time, he seemed to faintly hear the sound of systematic laughter—he wasn't sure if it was true, but the laughter made his heart twitch and almost stop beating. There was an obvious hole in his thinking, but where was it? He didn't even have the energy to think about it.

[Haha! My cute little Bruneith. So, it's not such a high-end technique as "multicasting". 】

This time, Brunei Si Che could really hear the mocking laughter of the system, but he didn't have time to think about the meaning.

[Extremely difficult inspiration check: 50>18, failed.] 】

[Listening test: 6<25, success.] Even if you put all your energy into two very different chants, the loud sound of breaking through the air will still be clear to your ears. 】

"Breaking the air!"

Brunei still didn't realize what was happening, but the fear in his heart pushed him to react in the most basic way.

[Evasion Check: 1645>22, big failure.] 】

Brunei wanted to roll on the ground, but at the moment when he tried to turn over, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and his whole body was weak, and the wound on his left shoulder hurt again, reminding him that it was not just a thin man who was dying that was bleeding. Before he could come up with any countermeasures, the man who rushed to the front stomped on his stomach hard.

[You take 1D4+1=3 damage, current state: HP=3/11.] 】

"Whew!" a warm current from his stomach rushed to his throat, and a cloud of blood spurted out of his mouth, and fell back on his face, almost covering his eyes, and then a smile rose at the corners of his mouth on his face distorted by pain.

[You chant and complete the level 1 water magic "Mirror Making", which consumes 10 MP; Use the super magic technique "Engrossion", which lasts 10 seconds, and consumes 20X1=20MP.] Current Status: Extra MP = 301/500. 】

The snow that had been raised from the snow that had been scattered over him when he had fallen to the ground and tried to tumble over him had now been mixed with the blood he had spurted out under the catalysis of "making mirrors", forming a thin layer of bright red ice that was quite hard and incomparably smooth. Through the ice, Brunei could only see a patch of blood.

In the midst of the blood, Brunei saw that the three people in front of him could not adjust their running movements, because their feet suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, and they just slid away. It was a bit of a joke, and Brunei couldn't help but laugh out loud.

However, he himself knew that such a level 1 spell alone would not be enough to make him safe. This thin layer of ice wasn't enough to protect him until the time he completed another spell. After setting the policy of not killing people indiscriminately from the beginning, he himself knew that he would inevitably fall into disadvantage - but this was not just for the sake of "persistence" as the system said, considering that the hyena's magic seemed to "control" the people who were already living in Shad Town, and killing people casually would only make his future journey more difficult, so he did not regret this policy in the slightest.

That being said, the disadvantage at the moment is a little too serious.

He was more or less self-righteous, thinking that as a first-turn mage, he should still have an absolute advantage in the face of a group of civilians - because he subconsciously, more or less, he was proud of his past defeat of the weak and the strong, and took the system's so-called 90 intelligence, mortal peak and other nonsense seriously, thinking that he was different from other ordinary people.

Fortunately – he did have a little more experience in dealing with such adverse situations.

As Franks once said, for mages below the second turn, time is very precious, and the way Brunei, who has solidified the two super-magical skills of "silent chanting" and "full concentration", wants to gain time is to communicate. The good news is that hyenas don't seem to be averse to this kind of communication.

The others had stopped, several of them still armed with long-handled weapons, axes, hammers—the ice was not enough to protect him, so Brunei simply raised his hand to push the ice away and sat up: "Indeed, I don't feel any unnecessary pain from this. ”

"Right, right?" The voice changed again, and the direction was in the center of the group of people standing not far away, and the deep male voice made sharp and piercing words as if someone had been choked by the neck, with a distortion and eagerness that made people doubt their mental state, and finally let out a shrill laugh that only a madman can make, "It doesn't hurt, does it hurt?"

Brunei felt that something was wrong, and the judgment made by rational analysis might not be suitable for this self-proclaimed hyena—or monster—or whatever it was, but now he had no other way to go: "Yes, the death of others will not make me feel pain. But kill me, you're going to hurt, right?"

“...... Oh?" the voice was low for a moment, calmly like an iceberg rising and falling in the ocean, "Huh. Interesting, really interesting. What do you mean by that?"

It seems that it still works. Brunei swallowed and suppressed the excitement in his heart: "In normal expression, you don't want to kill me. As much as you say, and though you don't care about trampling other people's lives under your feet, for some reason you don't want to kill me as you say yourself. ”

The low man walked out of the crowd, and Brunei was no longer interested in looking at his appearance, but the first impression was that he seemed to be not young: "Let me guess, the reason you want to say is probably that I did it directly when you jumped from the stairs, and the probability of success is higher, right?"

"......," Brunei was deliberately silent for a moment, "yes, it's more than that. You've actually missed many times to kill me – like now. I've just finished chanting a spell, and when the follow-up is powerless, you just have to control- well, control these people to rush up and cut me, and I'm completely incapable of resisting. ”

"Really?" the man laughed twice, followed by scattered laughter from the people around him, "Isn't there another possibility? I know that your solidified supermagic skills are 'silent chanting' and 'full attention', and I also know that you have achieved the miracle of chanting two spells at the same time. So, be wary of your so-called 'gap', which is probably deliberately set aside. ”

Brunei cleared his throat: "It seems to me that is impossible. ”

The man's eyelids picked: "How can you see it?"

"Because, when they die, you won't be in pain. Brunei lifted his mask and laughed, "Isn't it?"

"Oh, hahaha! that's interesting!" the man laughed, "maybe, in some places I don't realize, I don't really want to kill you, because maybe killing you will make me feel the pain of being bitten by a mosquito, and maybe that's right! ”

The man suddenly calmed down again, his change was too abrupt and not excessive, and Brunei was really a little worried about his mental state: "Although it is very sudden, but, Mr. Castro, do you like spicy food?"

"......" Brunei didn't understand what he was going to say, but maybe it was because there were too many situations that didn't know how to communicate with the system, and from the hyena's tone alone, Brunei smelled a little bad - that being said, time wasn't enough, he needed more time, "I don't like it." ”

"Ahh The man twisted his body and put his finger on his lips, giving Brunei a lot of goosebumps, "But I like it very much, Mr. Castro, do you think I'm weird?"

"......" Brunei pondered for a long time, and didn't understand what the man was going to say and how to answer better, "No." I also know a guy who likes spicy food, and no one, including me, finds him strange. ”

"That's good~" The man's tone became more and more strange, making Brunei feel very uncomfortable, "Then, Mr. Castro, do you know what it feels like to be spicy?"

"......" Brunei fell silent again.

But this time the man didn't give him more time to think, but walked towards him with a twist, each foot was very deep, making a huge sound, and his voice gradually became high-pitched: "Spicy, it's painful!"

"Although most of the time a person kills another person because he doesn't feel pain, there are people who like pain, are obsessed with pain, and the more they hurt, the more excited they are. Since Mr. Castro doesn't say it's strange, then you must be able to understand it, right?"

The man's speech and pace gradually increased, and at the same time, Brunei finally understood the meaning of the hyena's intentions, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Damn, this soul is faint! He is not actually serious about saying those words at all! These nonsense words in the clouds are just his whim nonsense! Something that interferes with my train of thought at his convenience! Damn!"

[Yes.] I disagree on this. However, little Brunei, it's not the time for you to think about this, is it?]

The man approached, and the corners of his mouth grinned at an angle that normal people couldn't grin, and his whole face was distorted: "So, Mr. Castro, what kind of person do you guess I am?!"