Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 46 New Traveler

Du Mu discovered that his magic power was not like magical power, which relied on a clear direction in his mind when casting spells.

Because he can really control his magic power perfectly.

This is obviously the effect brought by true Qi.

He didn't need to create a new magic spell. He just needed to circulate his magic power like he was using true qi. The enhanced effect that would occur would require the participation of his emotions and imagination.

After hearing the incense master's harsh words, Du Mu immediately let go of the fear that was like a flame in his heart.

After all, it would kill all of humanity. What if it was true? What if it wasn't just a lie?
Wouldn't that make me a sinner who has committed countless crimes?
Then, along with a sense of fear, a strong emotion arose spontaneously, and Du Mu sincerely hoped that his magic power could imprison the other party's soul.

At the same time, he was confident that he could succeed... because in the world of Hogwarts, magic could really affect the soul. The ghosts in the school who didn't want to die were proof of this, as were the souls that could be pulled back to the world by the Resurrection Stone.

Precise energy control, strong emotions, clear effect requirements, self-confidence, and magic can really affect the natural attributes of the soul.

It was natural for Du Mu to use his magic power to imprison the incense master.

"Wait, please, I was just joking. I would never do that, I promise!"

The incense master begged for mercy anxiously and incoherently, and she wished she could slap herself a hundred times.

Why don't you just run away secretly at night? Why are you saying such cruel words? ! Why are you saying such cruel words? !

Du Mu found it funny to see her change from being arrogant to being timid and fearful in such a short period of time.

No circus performance could be more exciting than this.

"Okay, shut up, I'll ask you questions."

Du Mu said calmly that he could finally ask more in-depth questions.

Previously, his method of subduing the incense master was mainly physical torture. She was not convinced at all and thought that she could escape at any time, so she released half-true and half-false information to fool herself.

And now, he was really sure that he could completely destroy the soul of the Incense Master.

The incense master sensed Du Mu's murderous intent and immediately shut up. His weak soul condensed into the appearance of a young girl in his skull, and he deliberately made himself look pitiful. He nodded obediently when he heard the words.

Du Mu was naturally not fooled by this image. He asked, "You just said that you want to tell the other ghosts in the underworld that there are still living people in this world. In other words, you used to think that there are no living people in the mortal world anymore?"

As soon as he asked, a bright light suddenly flashed before his eyes. Without waiting for the incense master to answer, he said directly: "I'm afraid that the so-called hell you mentioned is not the legendary six reincarnations, right? It is another world, and all the humans in your world are dead. On the entire planet, only your You clan is left, right?"

The incense master was about to say something when he heard Du Mu's question and immediately lost his composure and asked, "How did you know that?"

After asking, she realized that she had been exposed, and quickly said, "No, that's not the case. You misunderstood."

Du Mu sneered slightly and released the magic power in the eyes of his skull, allowing the sunlight to shine directly in.

Suddenly, under the sunlight, the incense master's soul let out a shrill scream.

Ordinary ancient people would have no concept of a parallel world in their minds and would be easily misled by the term "hell".

But nouns are just nouns, just like Mercury has no water, Jupiter has no wood, and Pluto has no Pluto, but that does not prevent them from being planets.

What's more, Du Mu can now travel to other universes at will in the martial arts hall, so it is not difficult to imagine that the situation in the underworld is similar.

Plus his inexplicable golden finger... the so-called [gift].

Since it is a [gift], it means that the other party is a guest, a specific identity, and not a system of unknown origin that does not need to be paid attention to.

Du Mu suddenly felt that perhaps this planet was really just an ordinary low-level civilization, but the universe that accommodated this planet and even the laws of physics themselves were not ordinary.

Feeling that the incense master should have finished reflecting, Du Mu used his magic power to block out the sunlight again.

At the same time, he said, "It seems that there is no sunlight in your so-called hell realm, right? Otherwise, all of you in the You clan would have died long ago."

The incense master couldn't help crying, and tears of his soul fell down. Du Mu held up the skull and watched coldly.

It’s really new. It’s the first time I shed tears at the sight of a ghost.

Do you have tear ducts?

Just pretending to be pitiful.

In fact, the skill of pretending to be pitiful is quite advanced. After all, one has to condense the shape of tears drop by drop, and also simulate the splashes when they fall.

After discovering that all his tricks were ineffective in front of this man, the incense master finally fell into complete despair and helplessness.

She didn't dare to hide anything anymore, and said in despair, "Yes... our world seems to have experienced a war thousands of years ago. Dark clouds covered the sky, most of the land was frozen and snowy all year round, and there was no sunlight all day long."

Finally, new information was revealed.

Du Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked again: "What war? Do you know?"

The incense master shook his head and said, "I don't know. When I was alive, no one in the human race could read."

"When I was fourteen, my parents were discovered by other ghosts and died after their souls were sucked away."

"I took the initiative to commit suicide, turned into a ghost and hid myself. Two hundred years later, I devoured the ghost that killed my parents."

Her pitiful and delicate girlish image gradually disappeared and turned into a hazy mist in her skull, no longer having any concrete image.

At this time, the incense master's voice was no longer as loud as before, but became confused and low.

"When I was alive, I often suffered from hunger and cold, and my skin would occasionally break out in boils. It was not as comfortable as it is now."

"After becoming a ghost, you can pass through any obstacle. You can feel no matter how low the temperature is. You won't starve even if you don't eat anything. As long as you don't get close to the center of the earth, the sun, or your own kind, you will always be safe."

"But...but I really miss the feeling of being touched and hugged."

Du Mu pinched the skull and said calmly, "So, one day you found a way or loophole to come to this world, and then you tried to revive yourself by killing people and devouring souls?"

The incense master was silent for a long time before she said softly, "I'm sorry..."

Du Mu shook his head: "You don't need to say sorry to me. The people you are sorry for have already died. If they are resurrected in this world and express their understanding of you, I will not interfere and will just let you go."

The incense master didn't say anything this time.

It is impossible to resurrect the dead.

What’s more, what about people whose souls have disappeared?
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Du Mu.

Because he didn't hear the other person coming or opening the door, Du Mu knew that this person came from another world.

"Bruce?"

Du Mu turned around and met the eyes of a young man with a panicked face.

The young man pushed his glasses down and asked in confusion, "Excuse me, do you know me?"

Du Mu immediately understood that this was another time traveler.

And according to current samples, there is a high probability that both parents are dead.

So he said calmly: "No, I thought you were my apprentice, his name is also Bruce, who are you?"

"Oh, sorry."

The young man smiled shyly, a tired look on his face: "My name is Bruce Banner, and I've been... uh, traveling recently. I'm sorry to break into your home. I must have been too busy."

(End of this chapter)