Zhuang Mingge knew that he was being targeted.

Planting a curse in his shadow for two consecutive days and nights is not something that ordinary people can do, Zhuang Mingge suspects that the third disciple has made a move on him.

Within Moscow, perhaps, only the third disciple has such strength.

Fortunately, this body is a doppelganger, not an ontology.

Although it is slightly inferior to the main body in terms of strength, the others are similar, and if the clone has no way to detect the enemy, the main body is probably the same. If the body is cursed, Zhuang Mingge really wants to cry without tears.

The enemy is unfathomable, planting a curse on his own unconsciously, and it is still in his own shadow, Zhuang Mingge feels very hot, and keeps thinking about countermeasures.

The best strategy is naturally thirty-six strategies, and going is the best strategy.

From now on, immediately turn around and leave Moscow, and do not go to inquire about the affairs of the third disciple, only in this way can you protect yourself from illness and disaster.

As soon as this thought arose, Zhuang Mingge rolled his eyes and directly removed the back of his mind.

If this kind of thing is done and he retreats in distress, Zhuang Mingge will not take over the mess of Merlin and fight with the Demon King, Zhuang Mingge is not a person without confidence and perseverance.

Eliminated and immediately retreated, Zhuang Mingge came up with another plan.

Pretend to sleep tonight and see what it is that can curse you unknowingly and catch one.

Make up your mind and do what you want.

So after wandering around Moscow for a day without any gain, Zhuang Mingge carefully selected a hotel to stay in, and just like yesterday, he carved countless magic arrays in his room, defensive type, enchantment type, trigger type, all kinds of magic arrays inlaid in the void, walls, dazzling.

After Zhuang Mingge did all this, he obediently went to sleep, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

At twelve o'clock, something strange happened.

A ray of moonlight spilled in through the window, shining on Zhuang Mingge's body, and the shadow beside the bed suddenly danced, classified into two, one awe-inspiring like a fairy, and the other as enchanting as a witch.

The two women danced around Zhuang Mingge, as if they were competing for beauty, seeking Zhuang Mingge's love and being the only one.

Zhuang Mingge closed his eyes and communicated with the magic array embedded in the room, silently running through the two shadows, and unexpectedly found that these two shadows were born by sucking their own magic power, and every time they sucked a point, their bodies became clearer.

Originally, it was a vague black shadow, but after a while, it looked three-dimensional, more and more enchanting, and the facial features were gradually revealed, and the green silk hung down, which made people excited.

Zhuang Mingge found that his magic power was declining wildly, no longer hesitated, roared, rolled up, slapped his right hand on the head of the bed, the magic array that had been prepared for a long time was punished, and one after another enchantments unfolded, and one magic array jumped out of the void, trapping two shadows from all directions.

The two shadows were taken aback, their hands were folded, and they instantly merged into one, turning into a combination with an awe-inspiring temperament like a fairy and a body as bewitching as a witch.

"What are you. Zhuang Mingge asked.

The shadow didn't speak, and his body suddenly turned into black fragments, fleeing from all directions.

Zhuang Mingge sneered, he had already prepared, how could he let this monster who sucked his magic power escape, his right foot stomped the ground, the ground shook, more magic arrays were punished, and golden light spread from under his feet, covering the entire room in the blink of an eye.

The floor, walls, ceilings, windows, all of them are occupied by golden light, forming a cage pattern.

The split shadow touched the golden light cage, as if it had been attacked terribly, and instantly rebounded, and when combined, it fell to the ground.

Zhuang Mingge saw that she was going to flee without saying a word, so naturally he would not be polite, shadow magic used to be rampant in the magic world, because of its high secrecy, it is not advisable to be suspicious when sneak attacking, and people who can be transferred and hurt have all kinds of advantages and disadvantages, so many people like to use shadow magic.

One of the most terrifying is a genre called the Tower of Shadows, which specializes in assassinating mages.

It was once active in the Middle Ages, and was known as a genre that even the pope dared to assassinate.

Because in the blazing light, there will also be shadows.

The Tower of Shadows followed one after another, and although it did not kill the Pope, it did kill more than one cardinal archbishop, and as a result, it angered the Holy See, and was surrounded and suppressed in a great war between the magical world and the Holy See.

Even so, half of the people in the Shadow Tower escaped, and later as time passed, the magicians of the Shadow Tower were trained too hard and terrifying, and slowly, there were fewer people to learn, and they gradually declined.

Zhuang Mingge didn't have many ways to deal with the shadow, although there were only a few, but it was enough.

One of the ones he was using now was the one that turned the room into a golden cage, known as the Shadow's nemesis magic.

Once imprisoned, those who cast shadow magic cannot escape this cage.

The decline of shadow magic also has a lot to do with this magic.

"Who are you. ”

Imprisoning the shadow, Zhuang Mingge sat firmly in Taishan's questioning, standing in front of the shadow, he didn't seem to be afraid of the shadow at all, his eyes narrowed slightly, his breathing was steady, his muscles relaxed, and he didn't seem to be alert at all.

But in reality this is not possible.

The shadows are ever-changing, the means of assassination are endless, and those who do not have the slightest defense are simply looking for death.

Zhuang Mingge seemed to be relaxed, but a net had already been laid around him, and once the shadow of this fairy and witch collective moved, he would be counterattacked by Zhuang Mingge's thunder.

The shadow didn't say a word, and looked at Zhuang Mingge in a daze, as if he was demented.

Zhuang Mingge's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked unhappily what the shadow was.

The shadow still doesn't speak.

Zhuang Mingge was a little puzzled, judging from the shadow's behavior, he seemed to be a wise guy, but his reaction now was like a dementia, which was surprising.

Zhuang Mingge took a few steps forward, and just wanted to threaten, the shadow's body suddenly dripped on the ground little by little, like a melting ice cream, slowly melting, and finally turned into a red gem.

Zhuang Mingge's face changed, and he didn't know whether he had killed the shadow or if he had fled.

If you kill it, it will be too child's play.

If you escape, it will be too scary.

Zhuang Mingge thought for a long time, and finally raised his right foot, stepped on the gem, and with a bang, it shattered like glass, turning into red light chips, and blending into the void.

Although Zhuang Mingge is powerful, he can't help but be helpless when he encounters this situation.

The next night, just like yesterday, he laid out a net, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, until twelve o'clock passed, nothing happened, and Zhuang Mingge fell asleep.

The next morning, Zhuang Mingge got up refreshed, feeling slightly at ease, and was not cursed again after all.

The shadow thing seems to be gone.

In the next few days, Zhuang Mingge wandered around Moscow, but he did not encounter a mobile nightmare, nor did he encounter the native species, but the sub-species encountered some, but they were vulnerable, and even a bronze rank magician could kill them.

Zhuang Mingge could kill a large area with a wave of his hand.

By chance, Zhuang Mingge also met with the team led by Karin, and after a period of communication, the two sides separated again, and Zhuang Mingge continued to look for news of the mobile nightmare.

But he already had a clear destination, and he had heard from Karin's mouth that someone had recently brought a large amount of food from the Moving Nightmare.

However, this person has been protected by the people of the organization, and the food has also been looted, Zhuang Mingge wants to find the organization and ask the lucky person, what is the so-called altar about.

However, when Zhuang Mingge found the person in the organization after finding the route, he was stunned.

In an abandoned park, the people of the organization were dismantled in eight pieces, and the corpses were mutilated, as if they had been cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces by something sharp above, and the blood stained the surrounding garbage cans, ground, leaves, and grass red.

The head of a man was hanging from the branch of a large tree, staring blankly into the void with a frightened face.

This man was not from the organization, Zhuang Mingge only recognized after a few glances, this man was the lucky one who brought out a large amount of food from the mobile nightmare.

The pungent smell of blood filled the entire abandoned park, the people of the organization were killed, and according to the situation at the scene, there were no traces of a fight.

In other words, the people of the organization were defeated by some enemy in a devastating posture and divided into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

Zhuang Mingge's heart sank.

This time, the team that entered Moscow to rescue the humans in Moscow was not a simple matter, the magic world was led by Karin, the Holy See was led by the Victorian Knights, and the Eastern Monks were led by Lu Xian, and the people who led the organization were naturally not to be underestimated, but at this time, they became a pile of meat.

If the enemy can easily torture the people of the Order, then defeating Karin and them will not be a problem.

Karin is currently on the path of the king, with only half a step left.

Once you take half a step, you can transform into a king, but at this time you are not a king after all, and if you encounter such a ferocious enemy, it is difficult to say whether you will live or die.

Zhuang Mingge turned around and left, catching up with Karin to wake up.

But at this moment, a brilliant holy light suddenly fell from the sky and blasted towards Zhuang Mingge, the magic array on Zhuang Mingge's body was punished, and a multi-level magic array unfolded, blocking the holy light.

Bang bang...... The holy light was like a bamboo, penetrating through more than a dozen defensive magic arrays, and finally exhausted its strength, turning into a cloud of light with a bang, and disappearing.

"E. Barrett, you devil. ”

The Captain of the Victorian Knights rushed from the side of the park with his subordinates with an angry face, and the holy light that bombarded Zhuang Mingge just now was emitted by a few people.

She saw the mutilated corpse on the ground and Zhuang Mingge standing in a pool of blood, her eyes were full of murderous intent splashing, holding her knight's sword, without saying a word, she pulled it out with a bang and slashed towards Zhuang Mingge.

"Lord, I will slay the devil. ”

Zhuang Mingge knew that he had suffered an unjustified disaster and was wronged.

(To be continued)