Chapter 43: The Lord of Death
The Wind Sword Saint drew his thin sword: "Legend has it that the war aura level of Xicheng is very high, but my combat power is very weak. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
The Yanyang Sword Saint, who had never had a strong sense of existence, also stepped out: "We have three Sword Saints here, three bishops, and a magician, and two light warriors. ”
Quentin Magus teleported, and happened to surround Xicheng with two sword saints in a three-legged position: "With such combat power, even a demigod can kill him." ”
The three bishops glanced at each other and took out their staffs one after another, and the cardinal said slowly as he walked towards Xicheng: "It's rare that the commander of Xicheng is involved today, so it's better to stay here to repay the blood debt of mankind many years ago." At her signal, the two Bright Warriors gradually surrounded them, but the Bright Moon Sword Saint was still sitting aside, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mira had slowly woken up at this time, and when she saw this strange scene, she was a little confused, so she asked Isabel who was tied next to her, "What are they doing?" Isabel said angrily: "This is what you call a dirty old man? If I'm not mistaken, the teacher is trying to get rid of the dirty little old man disguised as a little girl in order to maintain world peace. ”
Mira was still observing, and Xicheng had already shouted loudly: "Hey, don't do any more experiments, if you don't come out again, I'll be torn to pieces by them." ”
The Wind Sword Saint changed color and said, "She's calling for helpers." ”
Quentin Magus said: "Even if you summon the Bone Dragon King, you are not afraid, my Earth Restraint Array can even trap god-level masters for a period of time, let's quickly kill Xicheng first." ”
Before the words fell, a black vortex appeared on the stage, and a dissatisfied voice came out of the cyclone: "You can't hold on any longer? My Lagrange interpolation is about to be calculated, and you have to find the approximation again." ”
The fist stood closest to the vortex, and he saw a dark red figure about to come out of the cyclone, and hurriedly punched it, and the figure snorted and struck the same fist.
There was a muffled sound, starting from the part where the two fists struck, and the right hand of the fist began to break inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, all the parts below his right shoulder turned into powder. Covering his shoulders with his fist, he said with a pale face: "I thought that even Dolo, the king of mercenaries, couldn't stand my punch, but I didn't expect it to ......"
Emerging from the cyclone was a Death Knight covered in dark red armor, and he thought for a moment and said, "Doro? The last time I fought him, it was my hand that broke. ”
A flash of yellow light flashed, and the Quentin Magus quickly threw several magic items, forming an earthy yellow magic circle on the ground, and quickly turned into a bowl-thick magic chain, firmly binding the death knight. The death knight shook slightly, and the chain was immediately broken into several pieces, and the magician immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and hissed: "Impossible, my magic array can trap god-level powerhouses." ”
The Death Knight said calmly: "God-level, I'm no longer there, I'm Mohan." ”
Out of nowhere, the sound of chattering teeth sounded, and Marquis Ryric, who had been watching the battle, suddenly collapsed in his seat, and moaned weakly, "Death, Lord of Death." ”
No matter which version of the mythological story, there is such a record, the lord of death Mohan, the god of war Mogen's own brother, and the grievances and hatreds of the two brothers can simply be written into an epic. Although Mohan was indeed killed by his brother's own hands, the Lord of Death after transforming into an undead has defeated the god of war countless times, both on the battlefield and in the fighting arena. Although it may be an exaggeration to say that the Lord of Death has the strength to crush the main god, it is well known that he killed both the god of elves and the god of nature, and the god of the underworld, who was once the master of the undead, was repeatedly hit by Mohan and had to announce his renunciation of his rule over the city of Dia. It is said that only Doro, the king of angry mercenaries, can make the Lord of Death afraid to invade the human world.
With a whoosh, the Wind Sword Saint turned into a blue light and flashed out, and ran away without a trace in an instant. Mohan said in a calm voice, "I don't like people who are not polite. He raised his hand, and the Wind Swordmaster, who had run away, returned to his hand, blushing but unable to move. Mo Han tore it casually, and the Wind Sword Saint suddenly turned into pieces, blood and internal organs sprayed everywhere.
The human beings on the stage were all gray-faced, and they didn't dare to make the slightest move to cause Mohan's misunderstanding, and the cardinal held a round ball in his hand, but he never dared to pinch it.
Mira looked at the back of the Lord of Death, her eyes full of little stars: "It's really majestic, and the husband should be like this." Isabel said unceremoniously: "You have been tied up for too long and are you dizzy, he is an undead, and he is also a murderous undead, and you still applaud him?" Mira immediately replied: "It has nothing to do with me whether he kills or not, but as soon as he comes, the two of us will not die." Isabel thought about it for a moment, and smiled with a brow of eyes.
With a crisp sound like a dragon's groan, the Bright Moon Sword Saint slowly stood up from his seat, slowly pulled out his long sword, and slowly walked in front of Mo Han. She seemed to use all her strength, and said word by word: "Since I was born in this city, I have never been a saint-level person who killed people on the street here. Your Excellency is a super-god-level powerhouse, but you bully the weak and torture and kill human beings, and Mingyue has come to seek justice from the Lord of Death. ”
Mohan glanced at her: "I'm going to kill someone, can you stop me?"
"I can't stop it, but the mission is to die. The Bright Moon Sword Saint swung his long sword as he spoke, and as the sword momentum was launched, the square that had been in broad daylight suddenly became pitch black, and a bright moon quietly rose from the sky, casting a cold glow.
Several masters of the human race are all nervous, this is the realm?The Bright Moon Sword Saint seems to have stepped into the realm of the Sword God with half a foot. It's a pity, they secretly looked at the silent Mo Han, if the opponent was not the terrifying Lord of Death, then they shot at the same time in this Bright Moon Realm, maybe they really had the certainty of defeating the other party. But on the other side is the Lord of Death.
Mo Han calmly waited for the bright moon to rise to the highest point, and the sword intent of the Bright Moon Sword Saint was also brewed to the extreme, before he said lightly: "Yes, among these human beings, you are still the most courageous. However, since you beg to die, then die. I didn't see him make any movements, but when he said the second dead word, the head of the Bright Moon Sword Saint fell, and the surrounding environment immediately returned to its original state.
I don't know why, Mira suddenly felt a little sour nose, as if there was a tragic emotion stirring in his heart, and he also shouted loudly: "The Lord of Death is a super god-level powerhouse, but he bullies the weak and tortures and kills humans, which is really despicable. ”
Several human masters present all smiled bitterly, seeing that the Lord of Death was killing people like chickens, this young man actually dared to provoke him, it was really unbelievable. Xicheng honestly and unceremoniously picked up the flower hoe on the ground and struck it on Mira's head: "Stupid, can't you see that we are here to help you? Moreover, they tortured and killed three of us resentful spirits just now, and we also killed three humans as a warning, isn't it too much?"
The three bishops glanced at each other, the resentful spirit was just a low-level undead, how could it be compared to the human sword saint? But now that people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, so I have no way to resist at all, so I can only pinch my nose and admit it. The Wind Sword Saint and the Bright Moon Sword Saint are dead, so now there is only one more person to die? The bishops' eyes all glanced at the remaining Flame Sun Sword Saint.
The Burning Sun Sword Saint was furious, the resentful spirit was killed by you, the harmonica was burned by you, and the Lord of Death was also recruited by you, and now you still want me to die? He tightened his face, and he had no intention of coming out at all.
With a light cough, the white-clothed Shengxue's immortal sword stood up and stood coldly in front of Mo Han, pressing the hilt of the sword with his hand. Mohan also said coldly: "You don't draw your sword, you will die if you draw your sword, but I don't want to kill you yet, I want him." Everyone looked back and saw that the Lord of Death was pointing at a mad dog covered in a black robe. The mad dog was pointed at by him, first roared angrily twice, and then suddenly knelt down and whimpered like a puppy.
Xicheng walked up to Mad Dog and looked at it carefully: "Mohan, this guy is just a half-human, half-dog mongrel, what do you want him to do?"
"Recently I was doing an experiment, this guy's itch-deitching RNA is a bit weird, just in line with the requirements of the experiment, I want to sequence him. ”
Xicheng picked up the harmonica on the table and checked it carefully: "Fortunately, it didn't burn out, otherwise I don't know what the consequences would be." She smiled at the cardinal and said, "My lord, this is mine, can I take it?"
Cardinal Phili's face changed, but he finally didn't dare to say a word.
Xicheng jumped in front of Mira in a few steps and stuffed the harmonica into his pocket: "Little guy, don't snatch it again this time." Mira looked at her strangely: "Why do you want to give me this? Do you want to harm me?" Xicheng laughed: "I hurt you?" haha, okay, I just want to hurt you, what's wrong? By the way, this time there is such a big incident, my little cuties can't lend you to play for the time being, you have to figure it out yourself. Secretly, there is a big secret in this harmonica, if you can solve it, it will bring you a bigger surprise than the Scourge Army. ”
While Xicheng was pouring Mira with soup, Mohan was also slowly saying in his calm voice without a little undulation: "Human beings, always think that they are the spirits of all things, and they can persecute other creatures at will, and there are countless cats, dogs, chickens and ducks that you have tortured and killed, and sometimes, you even slaughter your own kind. Actually, any creature is self-conscious, and undead creatures are no exception, and I can't control other races, but if you continue to torture and kill the undead for no reason, I will come back. ”