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Chapter 1271 The Nightmare in Textbooks (4000)

"You know a lot."

Lan Shuying praised him casually.

The vampire still covered half of his face, and a pair of blood-red jewel eyes stared at her closely above the handkerchief, so focused, as if he was looking at the manipulator behind him through the bone bird.

Lan Shuying was not comfortable being watched by him.

Also, she began to doubt the vampire's motives for following.

After all, it was this guy who said it himself. He was originally watching the excitement in the arena, and he probably left after he found it boring to peck at each other. He happened to encounter the scene where she was extorting information from the little boy in the tavern...

She suddenly had a bad feeling.

Although the lifespan of the undead is not unlimited, it is also very long, so some undead are obsessed with learning all kinds of knowledge, some devote their enthusiasm to their profession, and some will find all kinds of fun for themselves because they are bored.

She is now, very likely, the source of pleasure in the eyes of the other party.

"You're too vigilant. Actually, there's no need to be like this. We belong to the same camp and come from the same hometown... I mean, we can try to make friends. Would you like to find a place to have a drink? I'll treat you." Vampire He said with a smile and rolled his eyes.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

"No, I have something else to do."

Lan Shuying flapped her wings and was about to fly to the coffin in the arena.

The vampire didn't adjust those exaggerated black feather light effects this time. This race is naturally sensitive. He stood in front of her as soon as he dodged, and pulled off the handkerchief in the rancid smell as if he were dead. It can be said that he showed great sincerity.

He lamented, "Come on, friend, your success has made me doubt my own charm."

Lan Shuying said lightly: "If you continue to waste time, you will see this pretty face again forever. Do you want to try?"

The vampire froze.

He belongs to a race that is controlled by everyone's face. Fighting is okay, but face-slapping is absolutely not!Her threat just hit his weakness, no matter it was true or not, he didn't want to risk his handsome face.

"Uh, well, well."

He gets out of the way.

"Then... I sincerely hope that you can go have a drink with me after you're done working? To tell you the truth, I have a private commission, and I need the assistance of a necromancer whose manipulation skills have reached your level. The reward is..."

Lan Shuying listened.

She instinctively didn't want to do this business, so she didn't answer, and just brushed past him.

The wrestlers in the arena saw her and didn't stop her, probably because the bone bird was too small to take away the bets in the coffin; or maybe it was the undead they were used to visiting.

The latter is more likely.

What are you in a hurry for?When this stupid little guy comes to see clearly, he will naturally leave.Just like... those necromancers who were deceived before.

The wrestlers in the arena looked at each other and laughed tacitly.

Lan Shuying stopped gracefully on the coffin lid.

The coffin is open, and a transparent water film is pasted on it, which will not prevent outsiders from seeing Gordon's remains, and has the effect of blocking odors.

Gordon died an ugly death.

Ignoring the burns and whips for now, the dense red spots on his body alone make people feel sick, and trypophobia probably can't bear it for two seconds.

Lan Shuying glanced at the wizard on the stage, knowing that this must be the work of the wizard, because the wizard is of the plant type, and the energy entangled in Gordon happens to be of this attribute.

The small wounds on his body were mainly from thorny plants.

Lan Shuying can imagine:
A grown man was fixed in the air by vines, and the spikes pierced his skin, penetrating inch by inch, opening countless tiny holes in his internal organs until he suffocated to death—this is the truth of the so-called "sudden death".

On one side are ordinary civilians who killed their adopted daughter, and on the other side are senior wizards backed by the School of Nature.The City Lord's Mansion is not stupid, of course he knows which one to give up.They probably didn't expect that after throwing out Gordon's body, this incident would lead to another incident.

Lan Shuying, who just heard the truth of the matter, just wanted to say:
Comparisons are harmful!
In the old castle, Jinwu approached Lan Shuying and asked, "How is it? Is it this person?"

Lan Shuying felt it for a moment, and replied, "I didn't feel it."

She made the trip in vain.

Gordon couldn't activate the Evil Eater, so he wasn't the one she was looking for.

But she was also mentally prepared - this is not the case, so let's go and see that bachelor and lazy man by the sea.If not, she would go to the tavern to ask the little boy again.

She vaguely felt that the child's hesitation at that time was not because Gordon was dead, but because he knew other qualified people, but he didn't want to mention them.

Jin Wu scratched his head: "Really, why didn't I see it? That little guy looks pretty cute, he's already scared by you, he probably won't lie."

Lan Shuying said with a smile: "Yes, I dare not lie to me, but he can choose to hide it."

Jin Wu grunted, thinking, if this is the case, what kind of death would it be?
Anyway, go to the beach first.

As soon as Lan Shuying made up her next plan, she found that the vampire was looking at her attentively, just for that private entrustment?
It's really creepy.

Lan Shuying did not hesitate to control the bone bird to fly away from another exit.

The vampire froze for a moment, before he had time to doubt his own charm, he chased after him again!

At this time, behind him, the two people on the stage recovered part of their magic power at the same time. The big move was not enough, but the small move was still possible. I saw the wizard being dragged up into the sky by a bone chain and then fell to the ground. Hearing the sound, it was obvious that he had fractured his bones.

The necromancer suffered even worse injuries. Giant thorns pierced the ground from his feet and wrapped around him like a snake. Not only did the entangled bones make teeth-stinging sounds, but the thorns were still trying to dig into his body.

Not surprisingly, he will die in the same way as Gordon in the coffin.

The necromancers below stood up one after another.

From their expressionless faces, it was impossible to tell whether they wanted to stop this atrocity, or wanted to take revenge on those who had a grudge while the mage was still alive.

"Ahem..." The wizard spat out a bloody tooth, panting, "I won, this time... I won again."

It can be seen that in this war of "other people's children", wizards are usually at an advantage.

The necromancer stared with anger, struggling desperately regardless of life and death, it doesn't matter if he has no magic power, he still has fists, he wants to go down and beat people!
"Oh, isn't this the little Atti of the Morey family, he was beaten like this..." A feminine voice with a smile came to the ears of everyone present.

The "relatives and friends" on the necromancer's side all changed their expressions, as if they had encountered a nemesis, they used various methods to rush towards the door, such as teleportation, shadow phantom, acceleration sign, and someone even blew up a corpse...

They clearly haven't seen the owner of the voice yet!
The wizards on the other side were confused, and suddenly a trembling voice said: "The lich..."

The voice paused, and said with a smile: "Hey, you are such a knowledgeable kid, what should I reward you for... How about giving you a withering?"

The voice echoed in the auditorium, and the cold death energy suddenly exploded around the wizard!
It was, as he said, a wither.

First, he bound the wizard's body with ice. Only the eyeballs in his body could spin. He was terrified and desperate, but he still tried to ask his companions for help.

Afterwards, everyone heard the ice cracking rhythmically, forming a strange tune. At this time, the wizard had already begun to give up on himself, and he knew very well what would happen next——

The ice cubes are falling, and the middle is gradually mixed with something that shouldn't be there, sometimes it's fine hair, sometimes it's an ear.

The companions finally reacted.

Some wizards who studied the life department tried to instill magic power in him, but in the face of the strong death energy, this was just a drop in the bucket.

At the moment when the melody of death ended, two eyeballs rolled to the ground and bounced twice. Only then did the wizard's soul float up from his body, his expression maintaining the extreme terror and torture he had seen before.

"Hey... It's a pity, such a pure soul, but I can only let you die... Kid, do you want to join our undead clan? If you want to, just blink your eyes?"

The wizard suffered such misfortune just because he guessed his identity, and was extremely unwilling to let it go. He didn't immediately go to the next reincarnation site, but rushed towards the mysterious visitor.

The wizards present were all angry. They gathered their magic power and prepared to use their best moves to entertain this bastard, no matter who he was!

The mysterious visitor stuck out a hand from the darkness.

Pale, dead, and inflexible, it was impeccably beautiful.

The hand seized the wizard's soul.

"Don't you want to? ... That's really a pity."

The other party chuckled twice and clenched tightly!
With the muffled sound, the soul exploded in his hand, blurring his palm.He tore off a layer of skin carelessly, and the palm underneath was still white and beautiful without blemishes.

"Come on, attack me, I want to test for Adelaide to see if you are qualified to stay in the natural school..."

Adelaide, the long-lost wizard king.

If Lan Shuying was here, she would probably think that this is another person who was at the same time as the old wizard... If the witch Ossie could still speak, she should know who he is.

The man finally came out.

A face so handsome that there were no dead ends, immediately reminded all wizards of his name.

The nightmare printed in their textbooks...

Mad Lich - Meredith Nutter!
"Little Atti, are you afraid of me too? Do you remember that when you were young, you snatched my little boy's toys, haha, I am so pleased that you can actually make him angry! I gave you more, Better toys, but you never came to our house again..."

On the stage, the giant thorns and bone chains have all disappeared in smoke due to the loss of magic support.

Due to the intervention of the crazy lich, the necromancer took his life, but he didn't look happy at all, but was trembling.

Speaking of toys, of course he remembered...

He saw the little boy next door practicing communicating with the dead body. Out of the troublesome nature of children, he asked someone to lure the little boy away, and hid the dead body in his garden. Then... the next day, he was smothered by the smell. Wake up, because the garden is full of corpses in varying degrees of decay!
"Yes, sorry..."

"It's okay, kid, you don't have to apologize to me." Meredith pretended not to see his fear, and walked to the coffin as if no one else was there.

Quite strangely, he stretched out his hand to stroke the edge of the coffin, which happened to be where the bone bird had stayed.

"Familiar taste...and some new changes."

Meredith pondered for a moment, suddenly surprised: "Is it my little boy, he was replaced?"

The necromancer's pupils shrank, isn't that...

He didn't dare to say anything anymore.

"He doesn't seem to like this material..." Meredith looked at Gordon behind the water film, and said disgustedly, "It's so ugly, who would like it?"

A cold breath spread from the hem of his clothes.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the coffin, including Gordon inside, were all corroded by the yin energy. The whole process only took half a minute, and there were only a few scared arena wrestlers and a pool of stinky wrestlers left in place. liquid.

Meredith may have been affected by the discovery just now. After finishing this matter, he didn't bother other wizards anymore, but left directly.

The wizards couldn't describe their feelings at this moment. They took a life from a strong man second only to the Seven Deadly Sins, but they also lost a companion forever!The resentment is still lingering, and the fear is still lingering. Who would have thought that such an accident would happen, and who should they blame?
Is it the necromancer on the stage?

Looking at his miserable state, and thinking about what Meredith said just now, it is obvious that this is also a victim of good luck, and even makes some people feel subtle sympathy in their hearts.

The necromancer threw himself on the ground and coughed up blood foam, "Here, give me some advice... the farther away from here the better!"

He seemed to be talking to himself.

If it weren't for the amplifying array in the arena, the audience would not have heard what he said.

"Bryan is dead, Nat, ahem, the last descendant of the Nat family, ha...he will go crazy, and the Lich King can't stop him."

Remembering what he had witnessed as a child, how much Meredith doted on that child, how crazy it should be next.

There was a chill behind the necromancer, he should run too, and never be in the same place as Meredith again!

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The North Coast has always been beautiful.

The bone bird flew against the sea breeze, and it required more effort. Lan Shuying temporarily interrupted the chat with Jinwu and concentrated on controlling the body.The breath of the undead was enough to scare the seagulls away, but she didn't think it was a good thing.

Ever since a large number of undead camped nearby, the air has become extremely cold, and the wind is occasionally mixed with a faint rancid smell. It used to be a tourist attraction, but now it looks like a large open-air cemetery mixed with human corpses.

Assuming the real Brian was here, wouldn't it feel like duck to water?
Lan Shuying arrived at her destination in wild thoughts.

Today was a sunny day, and through the big hole in the roof, she saw a sloppy man, snoring while lying under the not-so-warm sun beams, pulling rotten cotton wool in his hands.

She just took one look and went home.

The second candidate given by Vito still failed to awaken the evil eater.

Maybe she should go see the first one, the bankrupt slacker turned beggar.

　good night babies~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)