The scene was extremely tragic, with blood staining the ground and minced flesh everywhere. The entire courtyard had been destroyed, the floor was badly damaged, and the house was on fire and was burning. Standing in the doorway with a one-eyed knife, the scene in front of him shocked him deeply.

What kind of battles took place here?

Seeing that Mu Yun was safe and sound, One-Eye exclaimed in shock: "Boy, you ......"

"I'll explain later, save people now!" Mu Yun ran out with Ying'er in his arms and said anxiously: "I need fluorescent tree potion!"

One-Eyed turned around and shouted, "Let the brothers come over, and you must protect them for me." ”

Mu Yun hugged the unconscious Ying'er, and finally left in the embrace of a group of mercenaries.

One-eyed inspection of the situation in the small courtyard, four mercenaries and four soldiers, all of them were killed in battle, most of them had arrow wounds, a few were hacked to death, and one was burned to death by spells, and the methods were very ruthless.

"Boss, find something. A mercenary handed in* and a long knife, "This is the standard*, in addition to the crossbow arrows quenched and the long knives forged from fine iron, these people are well-armed, and they are definitely equipment ordered directly from regular ordnance factories." In addition, the means of killing are professional, not general!"

One-eyed fingers stroked the smooth blade of the knife, and his brows furrowed: "I haven't seen this kind of knife in the market, let the Intelligence Department find out." I want to know which ordnance factory it was made from, and who else ordered this knife!!"

"Yes!"

The mercenary went to investigate with a long knife and a crossbow.

The twelve killers were all blown to pieces, and there was no clue to the ground, and one killer was burned to the charcoal, and any evidence was also burned, and even a whole corpse could not be found.

Although White Pine Town is remote, but in this era, it is still a peaceful place, and there has not been such a serious incident in ten years, and One-Eye keenly feels that this matter is related to the necromancers outside.

The target of this assassination operation is only a weak apprentice, which can be described as killing chickens with a knife!

"Do you want to set fire to the outside first and divert the tiger away from the mountain?" One-eyed eyes became cold, "It must be someone from the town, don't let Lao Tzu pull you out!"

These assassins knew the town very well, and they had careful arrangements, Mu Yun was not prepared, or did not have time to prepare, there was no reason for this assassination to fail, so what was the matter with the minced meat all over the ground? One-Eye did not think that apprentice-level mana could reverse the situation of certain death.

"Clean up and don't leak the news yet. ”

"Yes!"

The mercenaries surrounded the house to clean the scene, and the nearby residents heard a series of bangs and didn't know what was happening, and some people came to watch but were stopped.

The Snow Wolf mercenary announced to the public that it was just an ordinary fire, and as for the explosion, it was an accident caused by igniting gunpowder. Because mercenaries are special, it is not too strange to store some gunpowder privately.

Although the Snow Wolf mercenaries tried to hide the matter, the paper could not contain the fire after all, and an incident occurred a few hours later, which caused the whole town to panic.

The search force returned.

This unit was attacked and suffered heavy losses, with at least 213 killed and more than 20 missing, the worst loss in a decade. When the soldier's body was pulled back, the onlookers were stunned.

Most of these corpses were subjected to blunt objects, their heads were shattered, their chests were sunken, and their deaths were very miserable, and some were simply torn into several pieces!

"Orcs!"

"It must be an orc!"

There was a panic in the town of White Pine.

Only orcs have that great strength, smashing their heads like eggs, tearing apart a piece of paper and tearing apart a warrior's body. The highlands are only 240 kilometers away from White Pine Town, and White Pine Town is one of the main affected towns when the orcs go south to plunder!

The crowd only guessed partially.

These armies did encounter orc warriors, but instead of living orcs, they were a group of zombie orcs. The combat power of the half-orc race is originally a grade higher than that of the human race, born with divine power and strong physique, and after a series of treatments, after being made into a zombie, it is simply a perfect killing machine.

A well-equipped detachment of several hundred men confronted less than 50 orcs, only to be destroyed and defeated, and only 2 orc zombies were killed.

The disparity in combat effectiveness.

You can see it!

When Wang Jian got the news, he was so angry that he dropped three vases in a row, regretting in his heart, he didn't listen to Mu Yun's warning at the beginning, but now he is wrong and irreparable!

A high-ranking military officer wanted Wang Jian to ask, "Mayor Town, should we ask Baicheng for help?"

This matter is a big problem, if Bai Cheng knows about it, he will inevitably be severely punished for a while. Wang Jian was timid, for fear that he would lose his official hat, and secretly thought in his heart that it was better to report it to Baicheng after solving the matter.

"Nonsense! Do you still need to ask for help for this?" Wang Jian made another stupid decision, "Don't publicize it for the time being, I'll get everything done!"

The officer frowned and said, "But ......"

Wang Jian thought of something, "I've thought of a way! Where is Mu Yun? Since you want to deal with an evil warlock, you can only ask for a more clever warlock!"

Mu Yun is an apprentice, his talent is obvious to all, and he is even more knowledgeable, even the official warlocks of Baicheng came to listen to his lectures, there must be a way to deal with zombies.

Wang Jian went to find Mu Yun only to find that Mu Yun's house had been sealed by mercenaries due to a fire. Wang Jian is incompetent, but he is not a fool. He sensed that something was wrong, and immediately inquired about Mu Yun's current location, and ran over with a large group of soldiers.

At this moment, Mu Yun was sitting in the room, taking care of Ying'er.

The energy in Ying'er's body is too strong, and her fragile body can't bear it, so it has been seriously polluted, and a few bottles of fluorescent tree elixir can only barely suppress it for further deterioration. Ying'er was in a deep coma and showed no signs of waking up.

Mu Yun had doubts, and now he can basically determine that Ying'er's physique must be the legendary [Reincarnation of Death]!

The owner of this physique is also called the [Son of Death], although it is called the [Son of Death], in fact, they are all women, this kind of physique is very rare, throughout the history of the human race, there are recorded documents, only 3 times, not ordinary people can know.

Mu Yun used to be a full-ring magician, one of the countless titles was the director of the Imperial Library, and in some ancient books and legends, he had read descriptions of the son of the god of death.

Death is reincarnated, and calamity is coming!

Catastrophic existence!

Every time it appears, there will be a catastrophe and a catastrophe!

Legend has it that this constitution has an incubation period of about 18 years, and when the strength does not awaken, the woman will be extraordinarily ordinary, mediocre or ugly in appearance, ordinary or inferior in talent, and even mentally handicapped and imbecilec.

In short, completely unobtrusive.

The only characteristic is that before the body of the god of death matures, the owner must be a virgin and cannot be broken.

When fully awakened at the age of about 18, this person will turn into a butterfly and be reborn, not only will he have a unique appearance, but his talent, wisdom, and strength will all increase a thousand times!

It's chilling.

Ying'er is very beautiful and intelligent before she awakens, and she has not even awakened, and her power often overflows her body. She is bound to surpass any recorded son of death in history. Once fully awakened, not only will it have an unprecedented appearance, but its power will grow to an unimaginable height.

The body of the god of death is called the body of catastrophe because it is too powerful, which is not a good thing.

If you can't control the power, then you will be controlled by the power in turn.

Liu Rufeng is like this.

So turn into a madman.

The sons of death in history, after their power awakened, eventually became cold-blooded, ruthless, brutal, and murderous, almost denied their relatives, and finally caused a catastrophic catastrophe and became a demon king who respected everyone and trembled and feared!

Ying'er is a kind and considerate cute girl.

Will she turn into a cold-blooded Grim Reaper?

At that time, will she shoot at me?

Mu Yun was a little confused.

Ying'er almost killed Mu Yun just now, but the awakening of her power was incomplete, and Ying'er's will was still there, and it was not completely suppressed, otherwise Mu Yun would have become a piece of minced meat. Is this force a good thing for her?

Mu Yun wiped the dirt off Ying'er's face with a towel and muttered to himself, "There must be a way to stop it." ”

In fact, killing the Son of Death before it matures is the only way to stop the catastrophe.

How could Mu Yun be able to do it?

It does not matter!

Isn't it the body of the Grim Reaper?

After a series of thoughts, Mu Yun had a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Who is he?

Fifteen thousand years later, from the peak of the Shudao civilization, he is the greatest magician of the present time, and there are dozens of forbidden techniques invented by individuals alone, and their influence is enough to be unprecedented, shocking the past and the present.

I don't dare to say about the future, but looking back on history, its knowledge is rich and rarely comparable!

Mu Yun firmly believes that there is no unsolvable problem in the world.

Mu Yun will stay by Ying'er's side, study the body of the god of death, and try to find the best of both worlds. It's best to let Ying'er retain her sanity and wield that power freely, which is comparable to the power of a magician!

The worst thing is that Mu Yun can suppress the power and let Ying'er live a normal life.

"I must be strong!"

Mu Yun had a strong urge to become stronger.

Are sorcerers really the limits of mortal warlocks?

Mu Yun was reborn in a lifetime, there are too many advantages, one day, break the limit of mortals and become a higher-level existence, then even the son of death can control it!

For Ying'er, he also has to fight!

After this crisis, Mu Yun desperately longed for strength, but the improvement of mana was not an overnight thing, he had to think of other ways to enhance his strength and ensure safety!

The mercenary outside the door said, "The mayor is here, do you want to see him?"

Mu Yun stood up when he heard this, "It's just in time, I just wanted to go to him!

The mercenaries brought the mayor in.

Seeing that Mu Yun was safe and sound, Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately shouted, "Brother Muyun, I really regret that I didn't listen to your advice at the beginning, so I made a big mistake! You must help me, you must help me!"

Mu Yun shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this, let's talk about you first!"

Wang Jian was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Mu Yun took out the diary from his arms and handed it to Wang Jian, "This is the diary of a death warlock, I can already conclude that this person is from Baisong Town, and it is the genius warlock who left Baisong Town 20 years ago - Liu Rufeng!"

Syllable!

The black diary fell to the ground.

Wang Jianmu was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

"What do you say...... He, he's ...... He's a little wind!"

Mu Yun sat down at the table, "The cause of this incident is twenty years ago, and it is related to the grievances of the three of you, should you tell me about what happened?"

Wang Jian, the fat mayor of the funny straw bag, seemed to be a different person at this moment, his eyes were slightly red, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Are you sure it's him?"

"Absolutely sure!"

Wang Jian sat paralyzed on the ground, as if he had been hit like never before, "How can this be? How can this be? After so many years, do you still hate me so much?"