After transmigrating into a human, everyone thought I was a rookie

It feels like you have no clothes on, and you have fallen directly into a snow cave full of frost from summer, and you feel cold to the touch for a moment.The coldness was too cold, it even pierced through the machine and frozen Rodney's flesh and blood. In the end, it was like an ice knife went down the blood to the depths of his heart, and it was covered with ice flowers in an instant, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Even Rodney felt as if he heard the wailing of the undead and the sound of the river flowing.The last roar was even more penetrating than the banshee's cry before.

Harsh, sharp, swollen nerves.

Rodney felt the veins and veins all over his body beating and swollen, and his vision was blood red.It's like being blinded by fog, and I can't see anything clearly.The magic circle was still spinning, and countless black and purple sharp claws grabbed his ankles, pulling him down, and also tightly bound his hands.Rodney could even feel something flying towards him, and he heard the sound of teeth rubbing.

"Hold your breath, it's all an illusion, fake, don't believe it."

Even after experiencing the baptism of bloody war, Rodney seemed to be meeting death again, he said to himself in his heart, then Rodney closed his eyes and mobilized his will to feel the surrounding environment.

The gates of the undead opened, then closed again.If Rodney's mental power in the game was eaten by those undead, his body should also fall into a state of brain death in reality.

'Star Murder is illegal. '

Just because he suddenly remembered what Charles said, Adrian let go of his frowning brows, restrained his will to kill, and stopped casting spells.

The black and purple hands were still entwined, but they no longer dragged Rodney into the abyss.

The door to the underworld that had been broken was closed again, like a cloud that suddenly appeared and then dissipated, making it impossible to see clearly for a split second.The crimson thunderbolt was stained with death energy, and condensed in Adrian's palm.

Rodney didn't know why, but the power binding him weakened, perhaps because the caster's mental power was insufficient, and this was an opportunity.Rodney opened his eyes suddenly, his left arm still turned into a steel whip, rolled up the branches and leaves on the thick tree vines, twisted his whole body and struggled to break free from the shackles of the hands of the undead, and with the force of the steel whip pulling back Fall back on the leaves.

At the same time, the bunch of red thunder snakes also escaped from Adrian's palm in an instant.

'he! '

His right arm turned into a giant sword. Rodney stood on the leaf with a vigilant expression, looked sideways at the direction of Razer, then raised his right arm, and slashed a very wide sword into the air again.

Different from the previous golden brilliance, the sword energy slashed by the giant sword is blood-colored, intersecting with the frenzied red thunder.When the two forces intersect, the energy converges to the extreme, and then there is a loud noise, a violent explosion, and then boundless blazing flames spread to the leaves of the vines.

At the same moment, when the boundless flames rose from the vines, there was a sudden gust of wind, and then a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky.That day, the clouds in the sky began to turn, and there was a muffled thunder explosion, and then from the black clouds, acid rain with corrosive power fell.

Unlike in the game where he is immune to the spells he casts, Adrian cast a rain protection spell on himself early on, so he is not affected by the falling acid rain, and he can move freely in the entire rain screen.

Adrian is relaxed, but Rodney, whose body area is close to 60.00% and is all metal, is starting to have a headache. He can't be as relaxed as Adrian in the rain.And when the cloud appeared and the acid rain fell, the metal on Rodney's body actually started to react, causing Rodney's movement speed to drop by at least 30.00%.

The rain continued to fall above, and the sea of ​​fire spread below. For a moment, Rodney felt that he was approaching a dead end, unable to escape, and had nowhere to escape.

'Alia—'

The black-haired puppet clasped its hands and lay on the girl's arms, softly calling Alia's name.Lifting his head slightly, his eyes kept looking at the endless black raindrops falling from the cloud.

"Alia."

Alia lowered her head and responded softly: "I am, I am here."

The puppet stretched out its hand, as if trying to catch the raindrops, and asked softly, "Have you felt it? The powerful, cursed power in the rain."

Alia nodded slightly: "I feel it."

"Do you think he can help us?"

"do not know."

The puppet withdrew its hand, turned around, and looked up at Alia: "Then shall we go find him later? I mean, wait until his contest is over."

Alia responded softly: "Okay."

The cloud was getting thicker and thicker, and the sound of drizzling dripped on the leaves, like a symphony.The flames burned the leaves, and then wrapped around the vines, and encountered acid rain in the air, but there was no sign of being extinguished at all, and the flames burned even more vigorously.

"Fire, water, wind, space, and undead..."

Fogli on the audience stage counted silently in his heart, then turned his head, looked at Charles and asked, "Mages are somewhat similar to supernatural beings. So Louying belongs to all departments, is it a mage?"

Adrian's ability to cast spells as he pleases is so advanced that Fogli couldn't help but compare the supernatural being with him, but there is absolutely no comparison between the two.

The supernatural being was simply beaten.

In addition, this rain is also the same. The corrosion in the acid rain is too strong, and the control is too precise.

As far as Fogli himself was concerned, in the fight with Adrian just now, the mysterious black flame that suddenly appeared, I am afraid that even those top supernatural beings could not do it.Fogli couldn't help but feel that if the opponent summoned a cloud and rain and then released a black flame during the battle, his plant army might be defeated in an instant.

So what is the gap between mages and supernatural beings, Fogli thought secretly, and later he found out that it should be spiritual power.It seems that he still has to thank Adrian for saving a few hands and not sending himself off the stage directly.

In fact, Fogli thought too much, and Adrian was just exploring.

Raising his right arm, he slashed down with the giant sword. Before Rodney gave up his resistance, he reached out and chopped off a leaf of a vine, rolled it up with a long whip and blocked it on top of his head.Unlike when he first played, Rodney's current appearance is more embarrassed, but he still has a mature charm.

Rodney's clothes were corroded by the acid rain, exposing half of his skin mixed with metal, while Adrian was still the same as when he first appeared on the stage, with a relaxed look on his face, as if he was playing.

The time was almost up, Adrian lowered his eyes slightly, he was ready to end this battle.So when Adrian stretched out his hand to press down, the originally gentle rain suddenly turned into a torrential rain in an instant.

The raindrops falling at an extremely fast speed, like ice particles one after another, hit the body cold and stinging.

Underfoot is a raging flame, the temperature of the flame is too hot, and the blade on the head has been corroded by raindrops in an instant, leaving only a rod.Rodney felt a headache, and most importantly, he couldn't get close to Adrian at all.Rodney thought the rain had not only rotted his clothes, but had also left him bald.

Adrian was like a ghost, floating silently in the rain, and the dense rain covered his figure.Finally, unexpectedly, Adrian suddenly appeared behind Rodney, and then pulled out a slender bone knife from the air.

"When?"

Rodney didn't expect him to approach, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he reacted very quickly and raised the phantom sword on his right arm, and swung forward, trying to kill Adrian from the air.

Reluctantly, the acid rain had already eroded his whole body. Rodney drew the knife not as fast as Adrian. The slender bone knife penetrated Rodney's heart easily first, and then Adrian, expressionless, took the knife together. cut him in two.

"The winner was decided, and the challenger Rodney lost the contest."

Alia got up from the puppet cat, and the puppet in her arms raised her hands at the same time, and they announced the victory of this match together: "So Lou Ying from the red team won the championship of this martial arts competition." Victory, congratulations."

'I guessed it. '

' Sure enough, it was him again. '

' Too bad Rodney, really. '

From the beginning, the map of this contest was not suitable for fighters, and Rodney was suppressed at the beginning, the audience had already guessed the result in advance.In the end, when the result came out, as everyone expected, they just sighed for Rodney a few times, and then began to talk about Adrian's next martial arts match, which opponent he would choose to challenge.

Rodney was teleported out of the arena, and when he came to the auditorium, he glanced at the ladder leaderboard, and then sat down beside Fogli and the others.He stretched out his hand and patted Charles on the shoulder, exclaimed, looked at the field and said: "According to his challenge rules, he will directly choose the one with the highest ranking every time, and the next opponent he will meet should be the one just now. After consecutive failures, he has already fallen to the 40th place on the ladder list."

"You mean Garcia? That lunatic, I guess he can't wait."

Morris, who had just witnessed Garcia's surrender in consecutive tournaments and fell directly from No.3 to No.40, was holding a pack of snacks in his hand.Morris ran over bouncingly, then passed the snacks in his hands to Rodney, and at the same time looked at his tattered clothes and asked, "Rodney, how did you do this? Do you want some potato chips? Tomato."

"Thank you. It's just that I had a match with Lou Ying just now, and I ended up losing miserably. I am convinced that he is really good."

They are all acquaintances, and Rodney was not polite to Morris. He smiled heartily, and then took two pieces of golden potato chips from the packaging bag and put them into his mouth: "Your potato chips came just right, just right You can wash away the sour taste in my mouth, but fortunately I have replaced the metal teeth, otherwise the entire mouth might have rotted away during the battle just now."

"I didn't watch your fight just now. I went to see Garcia and lost points, so what happened just now?"

Morris withdrew his hand, sat sideways beside Fogli, and asked suspiciously: "Fogli, is it as exaggerated as he said?"

"Yes, Lou Ying is very powerful, and Rodney didn't even touch him."

Fogli stretched out his left hand and gently pinched his nose, and gracefully took out the potato chips with his right hand, and handed them to Morris's mouth: "It's useless if we talk about it, you'll know after watching the replay, do it instead It was you at the time, and you might end up in a very tragic end."

"Really, I see."

Morris leaned forward, accepted Fogli's feed naturally, and said vaguely: "Not only the one just now, but I have to watch every game of Louying. It’s just a walking bug, it’s too powerful.”

The feeding action between the two of them caught Charles' attention. Just as the contest was over, he put down the camera in his hand, looked sideways at the potato chips in Morris's hand and asked, "Is this delicious?" ?”

"It's okay, I personally like tomato flavor, but cucumber flavor is also fine."

Morris turned his head and snorted, "Charles, don't you always eat these snacks? Why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

"I don't eat snacks."

Charles noted down the brand and taste, and replied, "Maybe he might like it."

"Who?"

Morris's eyes were as sharp as an arrow for a moment, and he took a step forward, deliberately suppressing his voice and said, "I smell adultery."

"You are a pig."

Rodney hissed, and looked sideways at the entrance to prepare for the game: "Isn't this obvious?"

"Hey, are you talking about Lou Ying? Would such a powerful person also like to eat snacks?"

Morris put the whole bag of potato chips in Fogli's hands, leaned over to Charles and asked, "Charles, how did you meet him? Teach me."

"This kind of thing..."

Following his example, Charles deliberately lowered his voice and replied, "It depends on fate, don't you have Fogli?"

"That's different!"

Morris took a breath: "Charles, do you know where his home is? I'm going to apprentice!"

Charles raised the corner of his mouth: "It's opposite my house."

"what?"

Morris turned his head sideways, eyes dazed: "Isn't that Fogli's home?"

"You are really a pig, don't be a teacher, you won't be able to learn."

Fogli took his hand, continued to feed the snacks, and said with a smile: "And Charles has more than one house."

"Yes."

Morris clapped his hands and asked with potato chips in his mouth, "Charles, do you mind if I follow you?"

Charles hummed: "If you can keep up."

Tournament reminder: You have won this round of the tournament, and your current ranking is 70th. Do you want to continue the tournament?

Yes.

Reminder in the martial arts arena: Since you have won 18 games in a row, you can choose the ladder rankings, and the professionals ranked 40-69 to challenge.

As before, Adrian was still the highest ranked one chosen.

40.

Tips for the martial arts arena: Whether to confirm the challenge, the professional ranked 40th on the ladder list.

Yes.

Tournament prompt: Please wait a moment.

It can be said that it took less than a second for the opponent to receive the message from the time the competition field sent the message, and the opponent immediately agreed to Adrian's invitation to the competition.

Tournament Field Reminder: The opponent has accepted your invitation to the tournament.

Ding--

When the ranking reaches the top [-], the challenged person will confirm the map for the next martial arts match.

Ding--

Tournament map confirmed.

——'Silent night, connected world. '

If you win this and the next game, then the final opponent is Charles.While thinking about it, Adrian straightened the two little dolls on his shoulders, and flew to the arena in the air,

Adrian's map for this contest is in an extremely pure darkness, the darkness has no boundaries, and there are many transparent but illusory mirrors floating in the sky.

The host of this martial arts competition is still Alia.Holding a puppet in her arms that looked the same as herself, she sat on a huge golden puppet cat.

Alia held a piece of paper in her hand, and introduced to the audience in a calm and indifferent tone: "The red team contestant in this martial arts competition is Lou Ying, a professional mage who has won [-] consecutive victories. And he The opponent who once won the first place in the ladder, but lost in the end-"

'boom'--

Colorless pinballs are thrown from the darkness and explode.

Colorful firework balls exploded in the air, lighting up endless colorful fireworks, lighting up half of the sky in an instant.The night suddenly took on color, breaking into colorful brilliance all over the sky, and the loud blasting sound instantly covered Alia's voice.

Then, out of the gorgeous fireworks, a figure wearing colorful costumes and a gorgeous bird-tailed top hat stepped out.The long-armed and long-legged Garcia had a pale complexion and exaggerated makeup. He pinched the ball in his hand with an extremely arrogant expression, pushed back his long golden hair, stared at Adrian like a poisonous snake, and said, "Okay, Aliya... You don’t need to tell me the next information.”

His voice was a bit strange, as if it was a mixture of two or even multiple voice lines, suddenly strong and then weak.

"Before the tournament begins, please allow a formal self-introduction."

Garcia tilted his head back, danced, walked towards Adrian with an arrogant and crazy expression, and finally raised his head suddenly: "Your opponent, the top [-], a professional fantasy blaster. Boy, remember the next step The name of the man who defeated you, Garcia."

Then he stretched out his thumb, touched the tip of his nose, and grinned like a mental patient.

Adrian touched the knuckles of his left hand with his right hand, his expression was cold, and he didn't make a sound, thinking how to kill him better.

Alia hugged the puppet, but also said nothing, and the competition field fell into an inexplicable silence.

On the competition stage, Morris clenched his fists, crushed the bag of potato chips into powder, looked at Garcia and cursed secretly: "You idiot, will you die if you don't show off like this?"

"Don't be angry."

Fogli patted him on the back lightly, calming his emotions: "It's not the first day you know Garcia, he has that temperament, arrogant and conceited."

"It seems that Garcia is very interested in defeating Lou Ying and ending his winning streak, and he should be serious, and this is a home map made by himself."

Rodney frowned, looked at Charles and asked, "Can Louying continue to win smoothly?"

He still didn't know Lou Ying's strength, but Rodney knew the strength of Garcia, a psychopath.

"No matter how interested he is, if Garcia doesn't change his attitude, he will still ignore everyone, and he will still be just a clown in the end."

Charles frowned slightly: "Lou Ying will continue to win, I believe."

"correct."

Morris dumped the ashes into the trash can and snapped his fingers: "Charles, I remember that when you reached the top of the ladder list, you also fought with him halfway, right?"

"Yes, just like now."

Charles nodded slightly: "At the beginning, he also wanted to end my winning streak, but I ended it instead. In the end, I took the number one position."

'Meow'--

The puppet cat under the girl let out a soft cry, and the gorgeous fireworks in the sky stopped immediately.

"Garcia."

Alia stood in the air, lowered her head, looked at Garcia coldly and said, "As a referee, I don't want to encounter this kind of thing again."

"Correct."

The black-haired puppet tilted its head and pulled out a transparent thread: "Garcia, you are very rude."

"Oh, really?"

Garcia waved his hand very indifferently: "That's really sorry."

Because he has a greater effect on the empire than Alia, since the death of his mentor, Garcia has always been very arrogant.

'Alia, we are referees. '

Alia took the silk thread from the puppet's hand, lowered her eyebrows, and continued to announce the rules: "Next, the martial arts contest between Lou Ying from the red side and Garcia from the blue side will officially begin. start."

When Asia's voice fell, the original light source in the sky was instantly pulled away, and the sky turned black in an instant.In the boundless darkness, only the transparent and empty mirrors in the sky began to emit a faint light white halo.

'Hey. '

In the dark night, Adrian Jr. suddenly stretched out his hand and gently tugged at the corner of Adrian's clothes.

Adrian turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hey."

Adrian Jr. turned sideways in front of him, pointed at Garcia, gestured a few more times, then turned around and pointed to Charles Jr.'s head, then put his fingers together, and biued at Charles Jr. .

"Hey!"

Charles Jr. leaned back eager to perform, then sat up abruptly, and threw himself on Adrian Jr., and then the two little dolls hugged each other.

Adrian rubbed his fingers, nodded and hummed, he saw that there was something wrong with Garcia.

And Morris in the audience cupped his face, pulled Charles and asked, "Charles, do you know the little dolls on Lou Ying, what are they gesticulating?"

Charles nodded in response: "I can almost guess it."

In fact, he didn't understand it at all.

When the halo emitted by the mirror can illuminate the darkness in the sky.Garcia picked up four small balls of different colors in one hand at the same time, tilted his head, and asked Adrian in a low voice deliberately: "Welcome to my home stadium, do you want to watch the fireworks?"

He is clearly smiling, but his expression is extremely gloomy, more sinister than a poisonous snake, staring at your heart closely, looking for your weakness.

Facing his question, Adrian didn't make a sound, but relying on his experience as a necromancer, Adrian saw two consciousnesses in Garcia's body.Then Adrian stopped looking at him, but turned his gaze to the mirror in the surrounding night.

The transparent mirrors are like channels opened side by side, and they should be connected in series with each other, hiding secrets.Adrian tried to walk towards the mirror, but he only took one step forward, and then several black marbles suddenly fell from the sky.

"fantasy……"

Adrian ignored him, and Garcia's expression became even more excited. He pressed his fingers down from the void, and every marble he threw was the size of a fist.Under Garcia's control, a string of marbles was connected end to end, and finally turned into a circle, surrounding Adrian.

Afterwards, a small opening suddenly opened on each marble, connecting with green slender rhizomes, and pure white daisies blossomed out.

"Ah!"

Charles Jr. reached out and grabbed Adrian's clothes, and took Adrian Jr.'s hand.

Adrian raised his right hand, trying to teleport away from the spot, but Garcia suddenly snapped his fingers, and then several mirrors flew from all around, surrounding Adrian as well.

"Bomb!"

Garcia raised his hands high, as if enjoying the cheers on the stage.

Immediately afterwards, all the marbles in the circle surrounding Adrian's face turned into black bombs at the same time, and the daisies on top also turned into strings, and sparks began to burn.

Space coordinate fixed point——

Teleport.

Adrian had never seen these things before, and Charles Jr. held him tight. Adrian thought for a few seconds, looked up, and raised his feet to cross the space.

As a result, just as Adrian lifted his foot, the mirror in front of him suddenly moved forward, instantly sucking Adrian into it.Then, the mirror that was originally behind Adrian suddenly emitted light. At the moment when the bomb was about to explode, the mirror turned into a mouth, and Adrian was spit out instantly.

After that, the fireworks were hot, illuminating the night, the explosion sounded like thunder, and the boundless white mist floated up.

"Hee hee hee, hahaha, you are dead, die!"

Garcia pulled his blond hair, half smiled and half didn't smile, the two sides of the face pulled each other, like a devil, standing there giggling and grinning gloomyly, dancing with joy.

"This guy, Charles, look at him."

Morris fell down and took out the second bag of potato chips with a blank expression: "It's disgusting."

Rodney narrowed his eyes, staring closely at the arena.When the bomb exploded and the smoke rose, he never saw Adrian leaving.

Until the sparkling fireworks disappeared, together with the white mist.

"Fantasy recedes—"

Garcia waved his hands happily, and then the mirrors that trapped Adrian before scattered and retreated in all directions.

When the white mist disappeared, there were remains of explosives on the ground, but Adrian was nowhere to be seen.

"Why is no one missing?"

Garcia looked around pretending to be surprised, then looked up into the air, and said with a low laugh, "Hee hee, did I blow it up to death? Hahahaha!"

But thinking about it, I knew it was impossible, because Alia hadn't announced the end of the contest.

Garcia stood there and smiled for a while, and then his expression suddenly became more menacing. With four marbles in each hand, he advanced arrogantly in the dark night: "Where is the person? Where did he go?"

After searching around, no one was found, and finally Garcia returned to the spot with extremely gloomy eyebrows.

"Are you looking for me?"

Adrian supported the little puppet on his shoulder, and suddenly appeared in front of Garcia, asking indifferently.

All the mirrors here are connected, and he has already tested it just now.Moreover, the power of the mirror is the same as the energy contained in the bomb Garcia threw just now.

"are you kidding me?"

Garcia had been looking for him in the dark for so long, but he never expected that Adrian would hide in the mirror.The wrist was spinning, and the marble held by his fingertips was spinning. Garcia asked sullenly: "The mirror is controlled by my fantasy. How did you manage to get in without being discovered by me?"

Adrian raised his hand with a relaxed face: "It's very simple."

Garcia seized the unsuspecting gap when he raised his hand, and immediately threw out the eight marbles in his hands at the same time: "Go to hell!"

The marbles were thrown through the air, and instantly changed into the appearance of a bomb.

Adrian raised his lower lip ironically, tapped the void with his fingers, and all the bombs stopped in front of him immediately,

"how is this possible?"

Garcia opened his eyes wide, touched the back of his left hand with his right hand, and a mini rocket launcher appeared in his hand, automatically aiming at Adrian's head and firing.

Flames flew, and flaming bazookas roared toward Adrian's face.

At the moment when the rocket launched, Garcia threw away the barrel in his hand, and all the mirrors converged towards this side at the same time.However, the rocket launcher he sent out just now was also held in the void by Adrian.

Adrian flew in the air, lowered his head, looked at Garcia indifferently and asked, "Do you want to watch the fireworks?"

This is the line Garcia said just now.

"I see your mother!"

Garcia clenched his fist with his right hand, and all the bombs floating in the air exploded at the same time, making a violent roar.

"Out of control."

Adrian snapped his fingers, and the exploded bomb instantly changed to its original appearance.

"You guy..."

Garcia tried to destroy the bombs, but found that he had lost control of the bombs.

"You can't speak, shutting up is the best choice. To provoke a mage, you can only apologize with death."

Adrian flicked his fingertips, and the bombs flew towards Garcia one after another.Just like what he did to Adrian just now, several mirrors surrounded Garcia at the same time.

Hong! —

Violent explosions continued one after another, and colorful halos flickered in the air.Garcia laughed maniacally amidst the explosion, and then plunged into the mirror.

"Do you want to escape?"

Adrian raised his right arm, looked indifferently at the mirror, and then countless undead hands flew out from his sleeve.

"nonsense."

Garcia laughed, poked his head out of the side mirror, looked at him mockingly and said, "If you have the ability, kill me."

Adrian pursed the corner of his lower lip: "Do you think you can escape?"

The number of undead hands is still increasing. They rush into the mirror, shuttle back and forth in the space, chasing Garcia's figure.

"whee."

While laughing, Garcia fled in the fantasy mirror world, and at the same time dropped the coordinates, using his mental power to condense his fantasy into a real thing.

Then there were more and more Necromancer hands behind him.

Garcia is familiar with the coordinates of each mirror, freely travels through time and space, and at the same time uses the power of fantasy to differentiate countless phantoms in the mirror.

Each of these phantoms seems to be Garcia, but none of them are.

Morris, who was watching the battle from a distance, rubbed his eyes: "What are these things? Why haven't I seen him use this ability before."

"It should all be Garcia's fantasy."

Rodney stared earnestly at the competition ring shrouded in darkness: "Garcia's mental strength has improved again."

All the mirrors are data in the eyes of their spectators, and the data on the mirror is changing every minute and every second.

And, as Garcia wears the lenticular, he fantasizes about something new.

Adrian lowered his brows, opened the door of the undead with his right hand, and summoned a banshee from the realm of nothingness.

Or the previous one.

Adrian pointed to Garcia in the mirror: "Stop his actions."

The banshee pulled up the hem of her skirt, turned around gracefully, and then raised her slender throat.

Morris put down the potato chips and covered his ears with his hands: "It's coming."

Garcia touched his hand, and a new fantasy began in his mind, and then a bunch of sterling silver arrows shot at the banshee's eyes.Banshee is immune to physical attacks, but this arrow is fantasy, it has no entity, only sharp spiritual power.

Adrian raised his finger, changing the flight path of the long silver arrow.

"Really annoying."

Seeing the arrow flying towards him, Garcia cut and snapped his fingers, and then the long silver arrow gradually turned into a light spot in the air and dissipated.

The banshee floated her skirt smoothly, and began to whine in the air, and the red ripples oscillated in time and space.

Even though Morris covered his ears, he could still feel the unwilling and sad voice.He raised his head tremblingly, looked down at Adrian, who was calm, and then turned his head to the side. Charles, whose expression remained unchanged, couldn't help asking, "Are you and him deaf?"

"You may not get used to it at the beginning, but you will get used to it after listening to it a few times."

Charles opened his eyes and said nonsense without changing his face: "Actually, it's useless to cover your ears."

Morris let go of his hand and touched his face, feeling physically difficult.

The sound waves were too harsh, and the black-purple hands of the undead seemed to be stained with blood-colored trails, wandering in the mirror, and finally grabbed the pale-faced Garcia.

Adrian floated in the air and flew over there, pulling out a long bone knife from the void with his right hand.

Garcia looked at him approaching, lowered his head, and raised the corners of his lips to laugh in a frantic whisper.

Adrian walked towards Garcia holding the bone knife, his brows and eyes were as indifferent as ice: "Where did you learn fantasy magic?"

Although there was no magic circle emerging, Adrian could feel the fluctuation of magic.And those mirrors not only contain fantasy magic, but also mixed with space magic and death magic.

Fantasy magic, undead magic, and death magic are all taboo magic. If the caster's mental power is strong enough, fantasy magic is even more terrifying than undead magic.

"magic?"

Garcia raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and replied viciously: "Do you want to guess."

"Don't guess."

Adrian looked down into his eyes and said indifferently: "You killed a person and obtained an incomplete inheritance from him, but you don't have enough spiritual power to support your control of magic. Then you began to appear hallucinations, and ended up feeling like I was in a schizophrenic state all the time."

Garcia's brows and eyes suddenly sank.

Alia immediately opened the barrier. What they said between them could not be heard in the auditorium, but Morris and the others were different.

Morris grabbed his thigh, looked sideways at Fogli and asked, "Who did Garcia kill?"

Fogli shook his head: "I don't know."

Charles turned the camera in his hand, mainly recording Garcia's reaction and demeanor.

Garcia suddenly tilted his head, his eyes were of different colors, he looked at Adrian with raised lips and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"What am I talking about, don't you know yourself?"

Adrian held the bone knife, pressed the tip against his throat, pursed the corners of his lips, his expression was as indifferent as frost: "Don't you yourself know that there is another soul in your soul?"

"enough."

Garcia roared at him gloomyly, his eyes suddenly changed into two completely different colors, one was as bright red as blood, and the other as dead gray.

Adrian held the bone knife, looked at the undead hidden in Garcia's soul, and then chopped Garcia to the ground with the back of the knife: "You actually killed your mentor."

"Garcia's mentor?"

Morris let out an exclamation, and then quickly turned his head to look at Fogli: "Isn't that Mr. Yves?"

"I do not have."

Garcia struggled to get up from the ground, staring straight at him: "It's that old guy who wants to kill me."

Adrian suddenly smiled. He looked down into Garcia's eyes and asked coldly, "Do you need to confront him face to face? You must know that his soul is still hidden in your soul."

"you are lying."

Garcia grinned arrogantly: "Hiding in my soul? I am just a spiritual body. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Then consider me lying."

Adrian picked up the bone knife and slashed towards his throat.

"Do you think it would be so easy for me to lose the second time?"