A man wrapped in a black robe in the shabby tavern room suddenly burst into black air all over his body...
The burning meaty smell came out on the arms, yes, yes, it was the smell, not the fragrance.
"Damn the Temple of Light..." the man in black robe cursed viciously.
Obviously he was in a very unhappy mood now, and he cursed for a while. He turned to look at the prostitute standing stiffly beside him.
A vicious pupil light shot out from the cloth-wrapped face.
"The City of Art will become the home of the undead creatures...haha..." He suddenly remembered something and smiled with a gloomy smile in that hoarse voice.
The sun had already set off the mountain without realizing it, and the night was shrouded in the entire continent, outside the Art City.
Chu Mo's light magic effect is very good.
Yes, it's very good. Chu Mo's whole body is like a sun, illuminating the night brightly.
It emitted a strong white light, and the intensity of the light turned the surroundings into a vast white area. At this moment, all the dark creatures screamed and turned into ashes in the light.
"The omnipotent Lord of Light is here, and I actually saw the legendary light-based forbidden magic in my lifetime." An old man in white robe dressed in a gold-edged pattern was coming from the north with a group of silver-armored knights. They were originally preparing to rest on the spot, but when they saw the huge white light where Chu Mo was, they murmured excitedly.
"Great High Priest, why are there such a strong element of light here?" A knight in silver armor dismounted and gave a knight salute to the excited old man, and obviously asked excitedly.
"What do you know? This... this is the forbidden spell magic!" The old man's cheeks were rosy, and he shouted excitedly as if he was a teenager.
The aura of the guards around them was stunned. Maybe they were shocked by the old man's excited expression, or maybe they were shocked by the old man's words...
"Is there...there is a legendary Holy Magician level master there?" The leading knight woke up after a long time and asked incredible ways.
"Maybe... there are still many powerful masters hidden in this continent!" The old man was obviously also trapped in memories. He seemed to be answering the knight's questions, and muttering to himself.
"The legendary Holy Magician, that adult must have lived for hundreds of years, right?" the knight thought to himself.
If the knight had seen clearly that it was just a young man in the light, I wonder how he would feel.
Of course, he would not see these things.
Using the nearby light attribute magic at one breath, Chu Mo exhaled slightly and said intimately: "Even if you have a strong body and perverted mental power, forcing the use of true energy to convert it into light elements in a space without light elements is really tiring. I won't do it next time I'll kill it..."
Chu Mo's spiritual sense soon discovered the knight team walking towards this side in the north, and the strongest one was an old man with white robe and gold edges. He emitted convergent magic elements of light attributes all over his body.
"He is an archbishop or high priest level, haha, the Temple of Light..." Chu Mo's lips raised slightly.
"The Necromancers appeared here again in the Temple of Light. It seems that I'm really here this time."
Just when Chu Mo had just solved the dark elements outside the city.
Several murders occurred in some dark corners of the Art City.
Blood, limbs, and corpses can be seen everywhere.
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A man in black was standing on the ground covered with blood and corpses, laughing sinisterly.
As his laughter, a black light shrouded on the bodies around him, and the sound of "clogging" continued to sound.
Then the dead bodies stood up stiffly, their eyes were silent and they were mechanically walking forward.
All the mercenaries of the Beast Mercenary Group were looking for the reward orders assigned by Chu Mo.
It happened that a bronze warrior was walking towards this corner.
His mind was still full of imagination how he would consume after getting gold coins.
Unfortunately, he couldn't know that death was gradually approaching him.
"Quick..." The roar of a beast sounded.
As a mercenary, he instinctively held the battle axe in his hand and glanced around with his eyes nervously.
It was pitch black here and nothing was there.
Yes, people have limited eyesight in the dark night. Only some people who have trained their eyesight since childhood can have no effect on their eyesight in the dark night.
But it's a pity that this mercenary is not.
So when he thought he was just a little mentally allergic, he woke up with scattered footsteps.
There were dark shadows all around.
What is that?
He looked around in horror, holding the battle axe and pinched his hands involuntarily, his forehead and vest were covered in sweat...
When they are extremely afraid, human organs are very sensitive, and their eyes, ears, and noses are very sensitive at this moment.
His eyes could actually find figures gradually approaching in the distance, his ears could hear the sound of scattered footsteps, and his nose could smell a stinking smell of corpse and blood.
The sensitivity of the organs made his brain a little dull.
The smell of corpse and blood, is it?
He didn't think of something until the shadows were approaching.
Unfortunately, everything is too late.
He tried his best to release the Dou Qi, but the person who wanted to take his life would not give him the time to release the Dou Qi.
A "swoosh" sounded through the air.
Before he could react, a white bone emitting a cold light was stabbing his head. Blood and brain matter flowed down the bones. He fell softly to the ground, and a life disappeared on this night.
A man in black robe walked out from behind countless black shadows.
He looked at the dead body that fell to the ground and the blood and brains splattered around the area. He slowly bent down, and a shriveled arm stretched out from his black robe, and gently stroked the blood and brains on the ground like a chicken claw.
The blood and brain matter were stained on the shriveled palms. He gently placed his palm on the corner of his mouth and licked it gently. Two green ghost fires flashed in the darkness, which was so weird...