It's just a pity that now he has no time, let alone the mood to be excited about the promising career of beggar.
He stretched out his withered arms (it should be more vividly described as chicken claws) and took off the tattered hat that was still smelling white.
Well, I have to say that this necromancer is different from other necromancers Chu Mo has encountered, and it is even different from the necromancers that people thought of in the past.
Maybe other necromancers look more like a skeleton, with deeply sunken eye sockets, two protruding big eyes, withered arms, sharp nails, rotten flesh and white bones wrapped in black cloth...
No, no, no, he is completely different from these.
In addition to his slightly shriveled arms and chicken-paw-like palms, his face and facial features are very regular. Although it is not considered handsome, it can be said to be a very ordinary and durable type, coupled with the long red hair.
, slender figure.
If it weren't for his ugly hands, not many people would pay attention to such a person as he was too ordinary.
Chu Mo stared at the necromancer and found that his face was somewhat ferocious.
The necromancer opposite seemed to be saddened by the surrounding zombies and skeletons that had been completely destroyed by light magic. He just tore the rags on his body piece by piece and held the charred branch staff that had been scorched and smoking black.
, staring at Chu Mo fiercely; the crow on the ground that once conveyed orders to it has been completely roasted by light magic, and many of its feathers have turned into black water...
Yes, if he could kill with his eyes, he would definitely want to kill Chu Mo and kill him again... (repeated countless times.)
"Damn, you look pretty good. Except for my hand being a little bit defective, everything else is passable. Boy, you're not bad!" He glanced at the sky and saw that another crow had flown in. Chu Mo calmed down and said
An interesting idea appeared in his mind, and he said it in a slightly arrogant tone.
"You..." Pretty good. Chu Mo's words completely stunned the necromancer.
"It stinks so much, don't you feel uncomfortable standing there?" Chu Mo continued to tease.
As soon as Chu Mo finished speaking, under the leadership of Feng Kuang, the people at the rear responded with roaring laughter.
Obviously, Chu Mo's words made the originally weird and shocking atmosphere much more relaxed.
The necromancer was trembling with anger at this moment. He couldn't bear it. Chu Mo looked down upon him so much.
"Why are you shaking? Do you like to perform your dancing skills in the street?" Chu Mo's poisonous tongue skills suddenly started.
Feng Kuang from behind continued to stir up the atmosphere, but he was also very shocked in his heart: "nnd, this Chu Mo is not only strong, but he is also very good at telling lies..."
"You... are looking for death..." The necromancer obviously couldn't hold on anymore. After saying the word "you", his fingers shaped like chicken claws shook for a long time, and it took a long time to spit out two words.
"Oh?" Chu Mo replied calmly.
But at this moment, the necromancer was clearly stunned. He could feel the face of the man in black robe opposite being covered, and two jet-black rays of light were shining into his pupils.
This is an indescribable feeling. In his eyes, he seems to see the boundless universe, the blazing sun, the desolate moon, and the endless black hole that can absorb everything...
Yes, that's right, these two black rays of light sucked him in like a black hole, making his whole body start to tremble.
Sun Tzu once said in the attack chapter of "The Art of War": "In all methods of using war, the whole country is the best, and the breaking of the army is second; the whole army is the best, and the breaking of the country is the second; the whole army is the best, and the breaking of the soldiers is the second.
The next best is to defeat the enemy. Therefore, winning a hundred battles is not a good thing; subduing the enemy's troops without fighting is not a good thing!"
What Chu Mo is using now is to use his pupils as a way to interpret spells, using his abnormal mental power to interfere with the necromancer...
"Ah..." Although the Necromancer was attacked by Chu Mo's spirit, he quickly reacted. He opened his mouth and shouted, as if to dispel the influence that Chu Mo had just had on his spirit.
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"It's interesting. As a token of respect for you, I decided to give you a chance to make the first move." Chu Mo stretched out his right hand in a gesture of invitation and said calmly.
"You are looking for death..." The necromancer saw that Chu Mo despised him so much. He formed a seal with his hands. With the roar, the black robe behind him automatically moved without wind, and a black crack appeared behind him, gradually getting bigger and bigger.
Three white bone spears suddenly shot out of the crack, shooting straight towards Chu Mo.
"Be careful..." Feng Kuang was stunned. Unexpectedly, the Necromancer suddenly used an attack spell without chanting a spell. Although he knew that Chu Mo would be fine, he still shouted out of habit.
Before Feng Kuang could finish his words, Chu Mo had already moved.
The three bone-white spears shot towards Chu Mo in three directions, in a triangular shape.
The speed was so fast that in Feng Kuang's opinion, other than blocking it hard, maybe rolling a few times on the ground would do; otherwise, there was no other way.
(The distance between the Necromancer and Chu Mo is about thirty steps.)
Close, close, Chu Mo tapped his toes lightly, and he rushed towards the three bone spears weightlessly as if he was drifting in the wind.
Just when the bone spear was about to hit his head, chest, and abdomen, a dark blue light appeared instantly.
The three bone spears passed through the dark blue light and shot straight towards the crowd, and the necromancer was obviously stunned.
"Teleportation..." Feng Kuang smiled and muttered.
The dark blue light across from the Necromancer had not completely disappeared, but now a dark blue light appeared behind him.
A shadow of a man in black robe gradually appeared in the light.
A proud smile suddenly appeared on the necromancer's somewhat stunned face.
"Damn it..." Feng Kuang knew something was wrong when he saw the undead mage's proud smile.
The three bone spears that originally flew out all turned around and stabbed Chu Mo in the back this time. At the same time, the necromancer waved the staff in his left hand, and a group of gray spheres headed towards Chu Mo.
Fly away.
"I just used teleportation once, now I can't use it again, right? Gaga..." The proud laughter of the necromancer came to my ears.
"Do you think I don't know anything except magic?" Facing the necromancer's proud laughter, Chu Mo just shook his head slightly and asked in a voice that sounded like a sigh.
"Could it be?" The necromancer's face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly froze, and he said in apparent disbelief.
Facing the three bone spears that were about to pierce into his body, Chu Moli ignored them and just clenched his fist with his right hand.
Suddenly, a blood-red light that was invisible to the naked eye was accumulating in the center of Chu Mo's right fist.
The blood-red Qi seemed to be like a blood dragon, entangled in Chu Mo's right hand. Gradually, the blood-red Qi began to expand. Finally, the entire right arm was filled with blood-red Qi. Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Mo
Mo punched.
With fists like blood dragons, he rushed towards the Necromancer.
The necromancer was not idle either. Three bone walls made of white bones appeared in front of Chu Mo without the need to chant.