Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"No wonder he can't remember the situation at that time. Forgetfulness is a kind of magic that cleverly combines the spiritual system and the curse system. It is a unique method developed by the Black Vatican.

It eats away important memories deep within a person's heart. To be possessed by Wang Chong, he should have seen a bigger secret. "

Ding Yumian continued, "If the person who was planted with forgetfulness remembers everything that happened one day, it means that he is not far from death."

"Then Monkey" Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was knocked unconscious, "Monkey triggered some switch because of the two names I just mentioned, which caused him to remember what happened at that time. That Wang Chong was going to Kill him, that’s why he’s in so much pain!”

"You can say that." Ding Yumian nodded slightly, "This forgetful insect has taken shape. It is not easy to kill it. The pain just now has already caused a lot of damage to his body."

"Then what should we do? Do we just let this ugly centipede lie on the monkey?" Mo Fan said excitedly. He looked at Zhang Xiaohou's face. Even if he was unconscious, he seemed to have not stopped remembering.

Ding Yumian stretched out his hand and gently tapped Wang Chong on Zhang Xiaohou's wrist. Wang Chong was still twisting, as if he was laughing at a few people for not overestimating their abilities, and seemed to want to move to a better position where it would be easier to eliminate this host. It suddenly became quiet.

"I can untie it, but the process is very painful. It's best to have a healing mage by your side."

"Let's go find Han Ji. He is a super-level healing mage." Bai Mo said.

"Super level! Wouldn't it be better to go over and trouble people at such a late hour?" Mo Fan hesitated and scratched his head.

"I mainly think that if a monkey is like this, if I take him with me, won't the centipede crawl on me? I don't want to raise a centipede, so why don't I just kill this thing here? It won't hurt at all, man. Not afraid of pain.”

"You are really his good big brother." Bai Mo was speechless, "But are you sure you can kill Wang Chong here?"

"Is it dangerous?"

"There is no risk to life."

Ding Yumian had already deduced the Wang Chong method in her mind. Although her own curse magic was not outstanding, the evil body was unexpectedly an expert in this area.

Therefore, after knowing how to cast Wang Chong, it is not difficult to deduce the solution. She continued, "I can solve it now, but because I am not the one who planted the forgetful insect, he will inevitably get hurt."

"Then let's go find the healing mage you mentioned, Bai Mo." Mo Fan took off Zhang Xiaohou's clothes and took a look, and found that the centipede had grown to his vest, and the ferocious head would poke into the back of his head if it went up further. After all, it was my conscience that decided to stabilize the situation.

When they were in Jiangcheng, Ding Yumian and Bai Mo left Han Ji's personal phone number, so even though it was midnight, they still came to Han Ji's mansion.

In order to get everything done at once, Bai Mo also brought Fang Gu with him. They had just been led by the waiter to Han Ji's courtyard and saw him sitting upright at the stone table in the courtyard.

"You really found out about the Black Vatican's great deacon Hu Jin!"

As soon as a few people came in, Han Ji turned his eyes over and asked excitedly. When he saw Zhang Xiaohou's arms hanging down while being carried by Mo Fan, his pupils shrank:

"Wang Chong of the Black Vatican!"

"He discovered the news about the Black Vatican." Mo Fan placed Zhang Xiaohou directly on a stone table.

"I can untie Wang Chong." Ding Yumian said, "It's just that the struggle when Wang Chong disappears will destroy his body, so I need your help, Mr. Han."

Han Ji naturally knew Wang Chong. He could see at a glance that Zhang Xiaohou's Wang Chong had taken shape, so he was worried about how to solve it. Hearing what Ding Yumian said, his eyes suddenly lit up. Han Ji actually had a vague guess about her ability, so he said with confidence:

"Okay, Miss Ding, just do whatever you want."

Ding Yumian nodded slightly, and saw several bright and dark lights flashing past, forming a strange mark in the air.

The mark shone squarely on the centipede's head on Zhang Xiaohou's body. In an instant, the head was shattered, and its entire body, starting from the head, melted inch by inch downwards like ice and snow.

As the centipede melted away inch by inch, the flesh and blood on Zhang Xiaohou's body where the centipede lay was also missing. Only the fractures on both sides could be seen, and the bones and internal organs could be faintly seen through the flesh and blood.

It was as if the centipede had replaced the flesh and blood and became part of Zhang Xiaohou's body. Now that the centipede disappeared, a bloody red narrow ravine immediately appeared on Zhang Xiaohou's body from his vest to his wrist. The centipede disappeared inch by inch, and the ravine appeared inch by inch! !

It was as if an invisible devil was digging a deep channel of flesh and blood on Zhang Xiaohou's back bit by bit in front of everyone's eyes!

The blood flowed out like no money. If there was no healing mage, such an injury would lead to death in just a few minutes!

The severe pain directly woke Zhang Xiaohou up. He looked ahead blankly and exhaled in pain, but even so, he did not forget what he recalled before he fell into coma.

"Ah! I remembered! Mu He. It's Mu He!"

Mo Fan was completely shocked when he saw this bloody scene. He couldn't imagine how painful it was!

And Han Ji was not slow at all. As soon as the ravine of flesh and blood that almost penetrated Zhang Xiaohou appeared, a holy and crystal clear healing light lit up on his finger.

Then he raised his hand and picked it up. This light flew into the air and bloomed with soft light. When it came to the sky above Zhang Xiaohou's body, it just turned into an Aquarius star full of healing brilliance, wrapping Zhang Xiaohou. .

As the healing bottle took effect, the body on Zhang Xiaohou's back that looked like it had been eaten by regional demonic insects began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Xiaohou's physical injuries improved and his pain finally ended, and his slightly numb eyes became clear.

As soon as he recovered, he immediately jumped down from the table, "Brother Fan, I remembered it. It's Mu He. That Deacon Hujin is Mu He!"

Han Ji put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly, with a calming aura. He said to Zhang Xiaohou in a leisurely manner: "Xiao Hou, don't be excited. I am Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association in the ancient capital. I will send you Tell me carefully what you know.”

Zhang Xiaohou scratched his head, and then realized that he seemed to be no longer in the hotel lounge, but in an unknown courtyard. When he saw that everyone's eyes were on him, he knew that what he discovered was very important, and Zhang Xiaohou had no mother-in-law or mother. Looking at the old man in front of him, he immediately said:

"I was sent to investigate the anomalies in the Evil Abyss, and then I discovered a gathering of the Black Church near the Evil Abyss. I lurked in and heard their conversation. Among them was a man wearing a mask. He was a tiger from the Black Church. Deacon of Jin University. He is wearing a mask, but his voice is familiar to me. He is Mu He from our Mu family in Bo City."

"The drift of the evil abyss is related to them. They want to introduce the evil abyss into the ancient capital and use"

Having said this, Zhang Xiaohou swallowed his saliva. Even after so long, he was still a little frightened.

"Use millions of people from the ancient capital as sacrifices for the awakening of the ancient king, as a symbol of Salan's power in the world, and what happened in Bo City is just an exercise for them!"