The slightest movement of the joints provokes a cacophony of rubbing, as if he was fiddling with a rusty machine instead of his own body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info damp sparks burst out in all directions, and the shadows avoided it.

Teng Yunshen staggered out of the shadow world. In the sunlight, the battle mage's arms glowed with a new metallic sheen, and the cold and hard silver-gray rose and fell slightly under the texture, and the mottled rust fell to the ground. He regained his mobility.

Teng Yunshen immediately grabbed the wizard who was still trying to retract the gravity line. Gravity is the benchmark for everything. The steel structure could not contain the magic of shadows, but it was still sensitive to weight, no different from flesh and blood.

He smashed the other man's head with lightning speed.

The wizard of the fourth order was frightened, he had never seen a steel mage who could walk through the shadows. Teng Yunshen turned to him, and the wizard hurriedly reached out a third fist from the air, knocking it to the ground.

The wizard summoned a spiky superform.

Teng Yunshen raised his head, trying to see the super-shaped appearance clearly. But the enemy gave him another slap in the face. The wizard used his own glorious mana to negate Teng Yunshen's steel mana.

The battlemage fled into the haystack. He still had a certain amount of steel magic stored in his body, however, the wizard had suppressed his bodily mechanism, making it impossible for him to use it. The battlemage could feel the hardness of the steel, he was only a wall away from it, but he couldn't touch it.

Bang! Teng Yunshen fell to the uneven ground. Something like a snake wrapped around his ankle. He thought he was dazzled, but the smooth scales were so real, colder than the whole winter. The poisonous beast opened its sharp teeth and bit open Teng Yunshen's calf. Decay runs in his blood.

The battle mage stared at the eyes of the viper, lifelike, but they were still hollow. He realized that the sorcerer had written a poem that connected the boundless weeds with the viper. There was more than one poisonous snake, and the sound of waves was swept by the evening wind, and countless poisonous snakes emerged from the grass. He turned his head away, eagerly searching for his shadow. The brilliant sunset caressed the earth, and his shadow was only ...... The shadow, which lay on the ground in a regular shape, could not arouse the demon from it.

A small piece of dirty glass attracted Teng Yunshen's attention. He crawled over and saw his own face. The young man in the mirror has a tense expression, as if he is wearing a mask used in a classical theatrical performance. It was the face of a warrior, distressed, tired, but still able to kill.

Speaking of which, when planning for the future, the forest mage has a mirror in the things he prepares...... He poured magic into the glass and grasped the mystery of the mirror at once.

Mirrors are very different from shadows. It was another world, a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, with bright colors, but full of illusory energy. Teng Yunshen pumped out this energy and released it into the air.

The mirror is gray, and the world it reflects is foggy.

The coarse noise was connected into thin lines, flying around and chattering noisily. The real name falls apart under the control of the wizard. Everything was as blurry as a flower in the fog. He could not feel the clear image, it had been tampered with, reduced to a bizarre illusion.

The serpent was left with only dense spots, wriggling weakly in the dirt.

Teng Yunshen turned the mirror. The wizard's eyes narrowed, avoiding the glare of light. He lifted his palm, ready to repeat the trick, which had always been tried and tested. Teng Yunshen took the first step and hid in the shadows.

The battle mage finally saw the wizard's superform. Its upper body is made up of explosive metal fragments, and its lower body is a swirling stream of air. It's fast, but it's not a hassle for battlemages lurking in the shadow worlds.

Teng Yunshen approached the wizard.

His body longed to go back to sleep, and it wasn't just because of tiredness. The first day will come to an end. It's only three-quarters of a day since he became a wizard, but the next one is just around the corner.

The shadows that covered his body fell off one by one. They become dry, they become piping hot, like dirt in a kiln. Wizards are not shadow puppet mages, but every wizard is able to protect their shadows.

Teng Yun stood up deeply, and his shadows parted to both sides like a tide. Steel mana trembled in his arm. He grabbed the wizard who was caught off guard, and pierced the opponent's abdomen in one fell swoop.

The wizard struggled. Teng Yunshen remembered a poem. About winter, about the depression of everything. Blighted fire rolled up from his feet and wrapped around the wizard's body. The spiky superform silently vanished, leaving only a dilapidated human form.

Teng Yunshen recognized the appearance of the wizard, who had also been locked in an ice sculpture by the Winter Pot. Teng Yunshen extinguished the flames, then kicked him away. The wizard fell to the ground in agony, wailing loudly.

"You're not from the Black Sword Society. What do you want to do?"

"What they send you......"

Teng Yunshen nodded: "Don't take it as an example." He turned and walked away.

The wizard breathed a sigh of relief. Trembling, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and pressed the first name in the address book with his trembling fingers.

Teng Yunshen left the wild grass behind. However, some things linger. Teng Yunshen killed Bai Yue's child, which was a mistake, an unintentional mistake, but it had far-reaching consequences. This also made Teng Yunshen very resistant to murder......

He walked briskly back to the wizard. Surprise and horror tugged at the corners of the wizard's mouth and eyes, making him look like a court jester with poor acting skills.

"I thought about it for a while and changed my mind. Teng Yunshen said slowly, "I didn't promise, did I? I killed so many people, I saved you, but you still want to rob me." You are bold, ungrateful, and most importantly, lawless. It's too dangerous to let you live, and I can't go back to the mountains on behalf of others. ”

The wizard shook his head desperately, "I won't do this again." He said, his voice hoarse as a candle in the wind.

"If things turn around, will you spare my life?"

The wizard fell silent. Do you want to tell an obvious lie? Will Teng Yunshen be merciful because of his honesty?

Teng Yunshen didn't intend to listen to the wizard's answer at all. He summons the fire of decay and neatly burns the wizard to death, then throws corpses into the First World. Of course, he didn't forget the good habit of looting loot.

After packing up the battlefield, he found that he had delayed too long.

How long will this sleep last? Will he still be able to rush back to his post? Teng Yun thought worriedly...... The world is spinning and suddenly happening. The sun sinks into the horizon, and the stars light up the thin night one by one.

The gunner smiled at him, "You saved bullets for me." ”

Teng Yunshen fell.