Accidentally reincarnated into a magic book

Chapter 256

Honor suddenly became angry.

Originally, being inexplicably marked with some kind of death mark made him angry, but he didn't expect that there would be a guy with no eyes coming out to make trouble.

Now Honor is standing on a low platform, the river is flowing tens of centimeters below, the black arm stretched out from nowhere, grabbing Honor and trying to throw him into the water pull.

Onor frowned, bent down and grabbed the arm for a moment.

It was originally an arm made of black water, but Honor's hands were covered by golden light, and he grabbed the wrist backwards.

"Pretending to be a ghost! Get out of here!"

Onor yelled angrily, and raised it sharply.

There was only a sound of "crash", and a black object broke through the water and was caught by Honor.

Immediately afterwards, O'Noor swung it back, regardless of what it was, and immediately threw it onto a platform far away from the river.

Seeing that he had left the river, the black thing was terrified. His body was like a puddle of liquid, and he hurriedly flowed towards the edge of the platform, trying to return to the river.

But how could O'Nor let that guy go so easily, he moved his foot, and his exquisite little leather boots stepped on the black water, making him unable to move for half a minute.

"Spare, spare my life! Sir, I didn't mean to offend you."

After a while, seeing that there was no way to escape, the black water made a sound.Then the liquid gathered together and slowly turned into a human form.

It was a thin, dark-skinned young man with a naked body, and the man's skin was branded with complex lines, like an ancient totem.

Not only on the body, but also on the face, neck, and hands, all visible places are painted with spell-like things.

and.

"puff."

Onor almost couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, the boy covered in spells was holding his head, his eyes closed and his face trembling in mourning.

"I said you guy, are you really a demon?"

Yes, that's a demon.

Although the appearance of a human has been changed, the soul will not change. Honor can see the ferocious black soul of that guy, but compared to other demons, this guy is indeed slightly weaker.

"Hey, won't you answer my question?"

Seeing that the guy didn't answer, Onor kicked him again.

The boy was so frightened that he shrank his legs and responded tremblingly: "I, I, I, am a devil."

"Oh?" Honor smiled and squatted down. He didn't expect to catch such a coward.

The young man has short white hair, if he looks at his face but not his personality, he might be quite handsome.

But Honor didn't care about this, he was feeling upset, and suddenly a demon came to him as an object of vent, which was really what he wished for.

Honor squatted in front of the boy, looked at the boy's face and asked, "I said, what were you going to do just now? Grab my ankle and try to drag me into the water?"

"Yes, yes... No, no, I don't dare anymore, please forgive me." The boy hugged his head and shouted, looking like he was about to shed tears.

"What a coward." Honor laughed.

"I said, how about I won't kill you if you answer my question well?" Honor had never seen such an interesting demon before, so he played with that guy and made a deal with him.

"Really?" The boy was overjoyed when he heard Honor's words, and he grabbed Honor's hand at once, snotting his nose and tearing it all up.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Well, but you have to tell me, why did you drag me into the water?"

"This……"

The boy hesitated.

"What's wrong? You don't want to say?" Onor immediately changed his serious expression.

"If you don't say anything, then you can only apologize." He said and stretched out his hand in the air, and the soul sword fell into his hand, emitting a terrifying brilliance.

"I said, I said, don't do it!" Seeing the soul sword facing a formidable enemy, the young man hugged his head and burst into tears.

"I didn't expect there to be a crybaby among demons." Onor was speechless.

He shook his head, and continued to ask: "Then quickly ask the truth."

"Because... because our king who controls the underworld issued a warrant for you, saying that anyone who can bring your soul to him can bestow a title, so I..."

As the boy spoke, he cried again like a child who had done something wrong.

"Hey, crybaby, if you cry again I'll beat you."

Onor raised his sword and made a gesture to hit him. Seeing Onor's action, the young man cried even harder.

"Ah, stop crying, okay? I was wrong, I won't hit you anymore."

Onor scratched his hair angrily. If there was a stubborn demon, he could kill it mercilessly.

"Really, really?" The boy gradually stopped sobbing after hearing Honor's words. He looked at Honor in fear, a little disbelieving.

"Really, it's more real than pearls." Onor covered his face helplessly, and he just sat down on the ground.

"Is your king also a demon? Is that the big guy just now?"

"Yes, because the king wanted to take advantage of the crack to let a part of himself invade this world, but he didn't expect that the enlarged entrance was finally blocked by you."

"Oh, it seems that I did the right thing by mistake." Onor couldn't help but feel complacent.

Then he raised the back of his hand and showed the death mark to the boy.

"Do you know this thing?"

"Yeah." The boy wiped his nose and nodded.

"Is there a way to remove it?"

"No...can't." The boy shook his head from side to side like an electric fan, "That's Wang's wanted mark, and only Wang can unlock it."

"So this is the arrest warrant." After hearing the young man's words, Onor suddenly realized.

"Crybaby, are you trying to kill me because of the king's arrest?"

"As long as I pull you into the water, I can take you to the underworld, but..."

"But I didn't expect that I would pull it up instead."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows.

But Honor was not that kind. He pushed the snot-faced guy away and stood up.

He put his hand on his waist and said arrogantly: "You want to kill me, how could I just let you go like this?"

"But you promised me not to kill me."

"Hey, is there such a thing?" Onor raised the corner of his mouth, "You are a devil, silly boy, why are you so naive?"

"Well, but I don't have to kill you."

Onor rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something.

"As a price, why don't you treat me as my experimental material? Crybaby."

(End of this chapter)