King's Dimensional Journey

"Ah...then" Longkou laughed. "It is estimated that my sister has been home for a while, and I don't want to be disturbed by anything. I have been working in the winter wood, so I don't know very well."

"Is that so? Wang Mu thought for a while, then raised his head happily and said. "If that's the case, why don't we go talk?" I remember there was a good ramen shop nearby. It's almost noon anyway."

"Huh? I have work to do..."

Looking at the goods in his hands, Yulong was in a dilemma, a little unsure.

Long Ming next to his sister saw the dilemma in the interface, so he stepped forward.The two people who entered the topic happily said to Ryusuke.

"It's okay, it's rare for Mr. Yusheng to meet a friend, how can we not have a good get-together?" The manager and I will work here.Not much left.

"This really bothers you, Hanako," Tamaki Ryusuke said overjoyed.

To be honest, he didn't know what to talk about with his sister's friends, but too much rejection would make people feel that he was "indifferent" to the family, and such an anomaly he didn't see in front of him like a prey.

He likes this woman.

"Okay, don't drink too much."

Hanako smiled and waved, watching the two gradually go away.

Since the place is still under construction, there are many alleys between the buildings.It's usually the best place for clubbers, international gangs and outlaws.

Walking, Wang Mu stopped after passing such an alley.

"Huh? Wang Musang, what's the matter with you?"

Long Jie came over strangely, looked at the dark and empty alley, and asked in bewilderment. "Nothing. If we don't hurry, there might be no seats."

"Dragon bath interface."

Wang Mu said his name again, but this time his tone was much colder.

"I hear, have you been looking for the ultimate art? Moment of death?"

"you……"

Long Zhong's eyes widened, and he took a step back involuntarily.

When he heard this, he realized something was wrong and it was too late to escape.

"Okay, I grant your wish."

Afterwards, Yusheng Ryusuke lost consciousness and fell on the cold concrete floor.

After a while, Wang Mu quietly took Long Jie out when no one was approaching.

Of course he didn't kill Yu Sheng.

Although this scumbag died better, Wang Mu had other plans.

After mastering the 500-year-old magic knowledge of Jiantong Zangyan, Wang Mu's desire for mystery not only has not been relieved, but has become more and more serious, even called "magic addiction".Coupled with his eccentricity, he has a powerful appetite for this addiction that makes him uneasy.

He was deeply aware of the insufficiency and weakness of modern magic, so Wang Mu gradually set his sights on the "god", which is a crazy age when magicians can destroy the Tucheng Kingdom.

But without success.

The magic inheritance of the gods is considered to be the secret of the magic circle. It may be a faction or even the bottom card of the family. Except for the second heir, even his own son will not tell it. In the generation of God's magic.

At times like these, he thought of the most neglected man of the war.

Jill Price.

The caster is the caster of the Holy Grail War.

Although he represents the "magician", his own magic ability is quite poor, not to mention that in the fifth war of Medea, even the distant Sakasaka Shichen may have a better understanding of magic than him.Not only that, but he attacks like cannon fodder, and the only way he can be seen is by being summoned by a nyx, even more menacing than his own spear.

but there are always exceptions

Jill Dras possessed an intellectual artifact powerful enough to explode into oblivion.

Few people know the names of modern magicians, but another magician is scary enough.

— A text message from Raleigh.

It was edited by ancient evil spirit officers and forbidden magic magicians. It was completed in "Terror Tide Stone Deep Sea City" and "Lalleye".Not only is it strongly symbolic, but it is also blessed by Crusoe the Sleeper, master of the cursed city.

Overall, this is a powerful demon guide to the ancient Book of the Dead, and although the hand of Italian translation may not be fully documented, it is certainly knowledge of divinity - no, perhaps more than divinity, and fair to call it "Ancient".

Wang Mu wanted it very much.

However, wealth is a symbol of honor in life, and the combination itself, whether using the power of crazy hell, or alone is unlikely, so Wang Mu retreats to the auxiliary plan, doing some small means of getting out of the book knowledge.

For example, the spell of Yushenglong.

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"Hey, wake up, I'm very good at controlling the dynamics of crazy hell, can't I kill you with one punch?"

Wang Mu asked Lancer to leave the room with Sakura ahead of time.He didn't want the girl to see the bloody scene that followed.

Wang Mu didn't intend to treat the murderer as tenderly as he treated Sora.

He means business.cutting.

Inner magic begins with a spell of self-suggestion.Moisture in the atmosphere surrounds Wang Mu's fingers, forming a circle of small waves, and in this circle, almost a beam of light can clearly feel how fast the water is moving.

With a flick of his finger, the mantra after chanting flew to Yusheng's right arm, touched it lightly, and cut off his arm with the mantra.

As long as there is a little magic, it's fine.

"what!!!"

The pain awakened the sleeping dragon. Driven by his physical reflex, he screamed and writhed wildly, but he could only stay helplessly in the chair bound by chains.

Wang Mu didn't help him deal with the bloodstains, but picked up the arm that fell on the ground and wiped the bloodstains clean.

"Do you……"

Maybe the pain eased a little, Long Jie opened his eyes, and looked fiercely at Wang Mu in front of him.

Then he was hooked.

The blood that flowed from his body, the exposed flesh from the broken arm, and the broken bone all attracted him, and even the residual pain could not dilute the sudden joy.

"Red...it's so beautiful...why do we have such bright colors..."

Long Jie watched as he broke his arm, Ni Nan said.

"Your guy."

Wang Mu frowned.The murderer's mental problems were much more serious than he imagined.It is no longer just an interest.

"I want to see more...give me more death and red..."

Ryusuke lowered his head, began to tear his body with his teeth devoutly, and looked obsessively at his destructive wounds and blood that kept flowing out.

"What, it turned out to be by my side all the time... He said vaguely, he lost a lot of blood, and his consciousness began to blur.

"If I had said earlier..."

Even though it was the terracotta warriors incident, Yusheng Ryusuke's crazy appearance still made Wang Mu feel a little hairy in his heart.

"You'd rather be a beast than a man." Shaking off the blood from his hand, he said disgustedly.

He turned away, not at the mad murderer, but at the scarlet letter on his broken arm.

The three are still intact. It is said that when Yusheng Ryusuke was hacked to death in the palace, he did not use the charm. Did he not use it or did not want to use it?

Come on, whatever.

This spell will be an important item in the next step of one's power.As long as a person can gain the knowledge of prohibition and destruction, it is possible for him or her to break free from the shackles of "human beings".

With this in mind, Wang Mu gently placed his broken arm on the table inside the already drawn magic circle.

Mysterious stories of great magicians from 500 years.

—The Book of False Priests.

Chapter 26 Powerful

All that is written in the book is a lie, and others who use magic, even those who have no experience in magic, will teach their servants the mysteries.The self-developed Tongzang inkstone is specifically used for the two of the Tongzang inkstone in the Fifth Holy Grail War—that is, to carry forward the two masters.

Wang Mu, who has obtained the magic knowledge of the old worm, can of course use this magic.

Wang Mu closed his eyes, tried his best, covered his broken arm with his palm, and slowly chanted the incantation.

"Give You False Authority" strips, flows, and makes paper work its magic.

Divide the right to embark on a ship full of glory (to board a ship full of glory), and weaken the connection with the owner.

"Oh my god it's not worth it oh my oh my oh my!""

The foundry cart moves to master status.

After reciting the three spells, Wang Mu opened his eyes. The red spell flowed to the side of the book like a river, and finally printed the same bloodshot as white paper on the title page.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Wang Mu picked up the book and turned it over.Under the guidance of the magic link, he deeply felt that he could exercise the master's power normally, and successfully replaced Long Zhijie.

The first big magic release, perfect.

"Next, you... Jill's price.

The corner of Wang Mu's mouth curled up, and the segment of the severed arm was burned off with the most basic magic, returning to the interface of Yulong.

The murderer continued to expand the wound in the frantic self-biting, and eventually the whole arm turned into a drop of blood. Even if Wang Mu wanted to treat it, there was no way. He was bleeding too much and was already on the verge of death.

crazy.

"Ryosuke, although I am not ashamed of your actions, you are really a pure person.

Wang Mu did not use the word "person".

"More...more..."

When his students start to slack off, - still looking forward to more beautiful colors and art that challenges the limits - that is himself.

"I will do it, and you want me to do it."

Wang Mu's eyes hardened, the energy of life spread, and only he could see the black mist in the crazy hell.

One swift blow, dashing to the stomach, shattered his bowels and bowels.

"Oh…"

After receiving such a heavy blow, Longkou spat out a big mouthful of blood, and his eyes seemed to light up again.

"That's it! The ultimate art! Absolutely red! I'm a huge asset myself..."

Seeing this, Wang Mu stopped looking at the dying man and freed him from the shackles of madness and hell.

Gradually, under Yu Shenglongzhi's constant self-injury, he slowly lowered his head and fell silent.

The murderer of Winterwood finally found the masterpiece he wanted most - self-death.

At this time, Wang Mu felt that a magical message, together with the newly deleted Dragon's Mouth Curse, was sent to a distant place, informing the death of the servant master who was shackled on the Dragon's Mouth.

The timing is perfect.Wang Mu ignored the bloody corpse and held up the false minister's book.

"Caster, come to me."

The paper started to burn, and the magic power of the storm blew in front of Wang Mu.

A robe of ancient luxury, its inky texture speckled with blood-red markings, its unusually large pupils suggestive of a nocturnal creature—the caster of the Grail, of course.

His eyes rolled like fish.When he saw Yusheng's body, his eyes widened.

"Dragon~'s interface!!""

With an odd tone of voice, Gilderas sadly picked up Ryunosuke Akutagawa's body, not paying attention to the blood on his precious robes.

"Oh, oh, my lord, dragon interface!" Poor you, to abandon me first, and abandon our agreed art! Gods! Not only Joan is taken, but dragon interface is also taken !!"

Guildreth sobbed sadly, grabbing his hair with one hand and smashing the ground with the other.

Without the reinforcement of the magic workshop, it is likely that the thin slabs would have been thrown on the casting machine.

"Control your temper, Baron Laval."

Wang uttered politely.In fact, his main concern was his own floor, which couldn't stand Gilderath's damage.

Hearing his voice, Gilderaise remained silent, turned his head slowly, and stared at Wang Mu with eerie eyes.

"Did you kill my lovely dragon master?"

"Don't say that, Baron." Wang Mu tilted his head, looking at the ghost in front of him. "Ukatsu Ryunosuke was after his death, and I was just an angel who made his wish come true and helped him a little."