"Oh, you mean those poor creatures?"

The tone of the spurt changed, and the disgusting tone of vomit or other disgusting filth shook the rust-smelling air, and the vicious tone spat on the men who had died of the impulse.

"It's really useless waste, and it's not good to stop a few little ghosts like this, and even the way to die is the scum of the soil. ”

Twisting the annoying mosquito-like arrogant remarks, even the hostile elves also sneered, and in the condensation of dissatisfiedness, Li Lin laughed out loud.

"It's really simple enough values.,The narcissistic logic of disdain anything other than oneself is too obvious.,It's not a big idea.,It has nothing to do with the next.,But-"

A shallow smile like a knife split the layer of hypocrisy that had been sprayed with toilet incense, and went straight to the shallow skin of the magician's mask-thick makeup.

"The flip side of extreme narcissism is always extreme inferiority, and the source of a narcissistic personality is a strong sense of inferiority. Even the poor worms can't keep up, and the guys who can only rely on falling in love with their false selves to keep warm are the most despised, and most of them are humble themselves. Mr. Magician, who is always bullied and hides in the corner alone and cries his nose. ”

"Sure enough...... As the rumors say, it's a poisonous little brother......!!!"

Little by little, the sissy remnants shattered and peeled off, and the tone of the voice that had always been superior exuded a trembling waver, and the boiling anger seeped into the air, and the hatred and resentment turned into directed killing intent, burning the skin of the elves.

"Originally, for the sake of that rare beautiful face, I planned to keep you alive!"

There was a creepy noise in the space where the air pressure plummeted, and the source of the sound was a pit that should not have any living creatures. The sound of [something] at the bottom of the pit twisting its body and climbing the pit wall spread to the ground, and after a while, a pale hand climbed the edge of the pit, grabbed a clump of weeds, and a lifeless pale face poked out of the pit.

"No matter what kind of waste dies once, it can come in handy. Alright, country boy of the change department. What are you going to do with my hungry pets?"

In the mockery of playing with life and blaspheming the dead, more than a dozen corpses that had been pierced through death crawled out of the pit one after another, moving slowly and stiffly, and with an extremely clear direction, towards the convoy.

Bang ——!

The corpse that was walking in front was hit head-on, and the brains exploded and splashed all around the front and back, and the mixed red and white paste was sprinkled everywhere.

Zombies, who relied entirely on instructions and assisted their actions with their hypertrophic appetite instincts, couldn't wait for the stunned owner to give the orders to [avoid] and [disperse], and their heads were blown out one after another, their stiff bodies shook a few times, and the corpses that were forcibly awakened by the maliciously infused technique lay down again.

"You, what are you doing, ahh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!h

Under the madness of the line and the annoyance and shame, the sissy soft voice adds a lot of manly color, and the impulsive devil can always make people show some masculinity, no matter who the object is, and no matter what his usual style is.

The issue of demeanor and image, which is always the first place on weekdays, is no longer the focus of attention, and the boy with a stone in his hand is.

"You actually threw stones?! You're a changer, aren't you?! Even if it's a bad apprentice, it's good to give me a little bit of a magician's consciousness! What's the matter with using a stone to blow up such a cute zombie? At least use a sword to cut it! Use a sword!"

The sentences are not coherent, and there are various doubts about the choice of words. However, the fact that the magician was struck by an unexpected situation and went crazy has been grasped by the elves, and everyone can understand the deranged reaction of the strong stimulus, but they will never accept the nonsense. ...,

They are hostile to the sissy, and there is no reason to pay attention to what the enemy says. Then, whether it's [not a man or a woman], [necrophilia], [zombie control] or [narcissist]. Any single item pulled out is an irrefutable [perverted] certificate. The result of splicing these words that make the elves disgusting to think about it in one person is to make the disgust index square and square, and accept such a very, very, very perverted guy to question his own person?

"A stone that's fast enough can get a headshot, there's no reason to waste time playing magic duels, right? As for zombies...... None of your zombies are girls.,There's no element of cuteness at all.。 ”

"Verbose, verbose, verbose, verbose, verbose, not allowed to say such things that are not cute at all, ah!!!!!!h

"Whatever, all the zombies you brought have been headshot, are you going to end up in person? or...... How about asking your friends to clean up the mess for you?"

The sarcastic provocation was exchanged for a moment of silence, and after a moment, the vicious tone of the enraged echoed again.

"Are you mistaken? I think that the operation of magic is just some technique to control corpse dolls, and without corpses, I will be exhausted in donkey skills? I'm not going to get my hands dirty, Lawrence, and even if there are no zombies, these kids will be enough for you!"

The crisp sound of snapping fingers was a signal, and the corpse lying on the ground shook violently, and after a few clicks, the corpse began to shrink gradually, and black maggots poured from the corpse to the ground like a tide, lurking in the corpse to receive the Mana supplied by Lawrence to manipulate the zombie's [corpse worm] received the master's spell urging its evolution, and quickly devoured the host that served as a nest, and began the metamorphosis process with flesh and blood as nutrition.

A crack cracked in the back of the rapidly hardening epidermis, and metallic black wings and carapaces flipped out of it.

All the [worms] have finished the metamorphosis process and leaped out of the old skin, their wings constantly flapping the air to show their edges, and their mouthparts covered with sharp serrations drooled, and the newly finished metamorphosis insects rejoiced that they had a gluttonous meal to fill the empty stomach pouch in front of them.

"Come on, men and animals, all of them have eaten up their bones...... Uh-poof!"

The dull hemoptysis cut off the arrogant clamour, the magician Stephen Herbert Lawrence twitched and rolled like a dying dog, cold sweat continued to flow from the sweat glands, the muscles of the whole body spread with a sharp pain like being torn apart, the violent cough that was about to cough up all the organs left blood stains on the grass, and the lobes of the lungs burned as if they were placed in the flames.

"You...... Ahem...... Use poison ...... Ahem......"

The dilated pupils were full of resentment and confusion: he was obviously well hidden, and the black-haired boy did not get close to him, when and how was he poisoned?

"It's a good idea to hide in the bushes downwind, and it's impeccable that magic creates an echo effect. It's just that if you want to completely hide yourself, first find a way to eliminate your heartbeat and body temperature, and then talk about it, you've been in my sight from the beginning. ”

"Ahem...... How could it be...... Ahem......"

"If you weren't so confident in your hidden technique and focused all your energy on my right hand throwing stones, you would have noticed that my left hand ejected a crystallized poison into you, and the crystals vaporized to form a colorless and odorless poisonous gas that was sent into your body by your skin and breath, and then the immediate effect would be. ”

"Despicable...... Ahem......"

"It's easy to say, compared to you who played with the lives and even corpses of your subordinates, it was just a small joke in the next place. ”...,

"Ahem...... Ahem!!"

The magician's cough was waning, the nanomachine insects and nerve gas were inflicting the final blow on Lawrence's respiratory tract and central system, and the shemale's life was in the final stages of counting, and the narrow, dim vision glimpsed enough to make him lose his mind before he died.

The black fog is slowly approaching, and the numbing [buzzing] sound of the scalp scratches the eardrum.

- Meadows. His smug magic weapon was slowly closing in on him at a speed that magnified his fear infinitely, and the rattle of his black mouthparts chewing air could already be heard.

No way!

Repeating this word again is like holding on tightly to a life-saving straw that can pull you out of the quagmire of despair, but the ethereal weight does not have the power of so-called "salvation".

When the supply of mana to control the worm is interrupted, the rampaging worm should indiscriminately attack the nearest target, and the distance between himself and the worm is much greater than the distance between the latter and the convoy. Judging from the concentration of the black fog in front of him, all the insects are gathered here, and the target is only him!

Someone gave the Worm a new Mana to replace the old manipulation technique, and manipulated the Worm to attack him, the Master!!

Although this is the only valid explanation, in the final moments of his life, Lawrence still refuses to face reality, refusing to admit that the black-haired boy stole his control over the worm, and even less willing to admit that this is a showdown between magicians.

"Whether it's digging a pit and setting a trap, forcing subordinates to jump into the pit, showing the method of corpse insects controlling zombies, or the technique of transforming the attack form of corpse insects, including poisoning to death, you have done a very good job. ”

The black-haired boy crossed his arms, his expression like a sneer, a sneer, or a gentle smile was facing Lawrence's eyes that couldn't be turned, and the unique smile of the mask-like inorganic substance was clearly a portrait of a demon in the deepest part of hell in the eyes of the dying magician.

It is by no means something that can be forged by the sinful karma of the human world.

Grave sins such as plunder, blasphemy, and murder are not at all on the same level, and there is no comparison between them. Even the [Cunzài] itself is trying to deny it.

"The troublesome nature of the worms you've made will follow their instincts to find fresh flesh as a temporary substitute after cutting off the supply of mana until the rampage stops completely...... Hawkers,It's a little nerve-wracking.,It's a little nerve-wracking.。 ”

The demon's face gradually became less visible, his limbs did not even have the strength to twitch, and the scorched consciousness was withdrawn from the flesh and drifted away, only the blood-like arc crack and the indifferent judgment of watching the ants remove the green worm were imprinted on the spark of life that the shemale flickered and twitched at the end.

"It's the last please, let the insects eat the poisonous flesh clean, otherwise it will be a little annoying. ”

Flying insects swarmed upward, covering the body where the poison had completely penetrated. Dense diners snatched every inch of empty space that could be eaten, sharp mouthparts cut through the skin, hungry worms burrowed into the muscles, bone marrow, internal organs, and brain marrow - tearing every inch of the owner's flesh into countless tiny slices of meat that could be eaten, and the gluttonous feast of highly poisonous human flesh as the main dish was carried out in a strange chewing sound, and no onlooker had any intention of getting up.

Far from a glamorous ending, the satirical magician of his subordinates killed the pharaohs, and the once disgusting Lawrence was left with only a few unsightly bones and dead insects everywhere on the meadow.

A man with low self-esteem and narcissism dies in the same way as an ant.

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