Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but frown when he heard Li Guanqi's words.
But then, the five-element-level conjurer seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Li Guanqi with a smile, "It's not impossible.
Although the effect is much worse, after all, your opponent is not a human, so the effect is not that good... but it is still possible.
Since you don’t want to join the army, then go to the Demonic Mountains.”
With that said, Zhuang Yuan took out a sheepskin map from his space ring.
"Here are the detailed routes of several monster mountains. The places I have checked are all suitable for you to go. They are places where only two-level monsters at most are infested. You can go to these places to find opportunities to break through.
."
Li Guanqi took the map.
He spread out the parchment map and looked at one of the terrain icons. He was suddenly stunned, "Lei, Leiluo Mountains?"
Why is Leiluo Mountains suitable for him?!
"Isn't there a thunder giant lizard in Leiluo Mountains?"
Li Guanqi looked at Zhuang Yuan in surprise, "My teacher at Guxue Branch, Principal Xia Houli, died in the Leiluo Mountains. Although he killed the thunder monitor lizard named 'Luo', wasn't there another one?"
Did he run away with a serious injury?"
"That's why it's safe there."
Zhuang Yuan said calmly: "Xiahou Li is the principal of the branch of the School of Magic, and he is not an ordinary five-element magician, but has received the title of Honorary Professor from the Central School.
He is dead.
The School of Conjuration will not ignore it.
In fact, on the third day after his death, the Southern Xinjiang Headquarters sent a large number of manpower to dig almost three feet into the Leiluo Mountains and slaughter all the demon species above the Liangyi level.
Although the seriously injured Thunder Dragon Lizard was still not found, the Leiluo Mountain Range was also damaged as a result. Most of the demon species in the mountains were dead, and all the demon species above the Liangyi level were dead.
Moreover, a spell formation has been set up long ago. Once the Thunder Giant Lizard appears, the academy will get the news and send manpower there immediately.
Therefore, it is impossible for the Thunder Dragon Lizard to dare to return to the Leiluo Mountains.
Because of this, the current Leiluo Mountain Range is the most suitable for you, a fledgling one-dimensional magician who wants to try his skills.
Go ahead.
Go to the Leiluo Mountains and seek your opportunity to break through."
Zhuang Yuan smiled gently, "When you come back, I will teach you everything I have learned throughout my life."
Li Guanqi bowed his head and saluted.
"Yes, teacher."
…
…
late at night.
Waves of gentle breathing came from the room, and the dim moonlight shone on the bed.
Zhuang Yuan, naked, sat beside the bed.
"Crack!"
The five-element-level conjurer snapped his fingers, and a spark appeared, lighting the cigarette next to his mouth.
"call--"
Swallowing clouds and puffing out mist.
In the swirling smoke, one could vaguely see a delicate body huddled under the quilt lying on the bed behind Zhuang Yuan, with two yellow cat ears on her head - it was a cat maid in the villa.
"Bang bang."
There was a knock on the door, and a soft female voice:
"Master, Li Guanqi has left the academy, and everything you asked Mu Mu to prepare has been prepared."
Hearing these words, the corner of Zhuang Yuan's mouth curled up slightly while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
He stood up and walked towards the door. At the same time, the clothes on the hanger in the corner floated out of thin air and automatically flew to his body, dressed neatly.
Push open the door.
What caught his eye was the villa's head maid, Catwoman Mu Mu.
"Good job."
Zhuang Yuan gently rubbed Mu Mu's head, then handed the cigarette in his mouth to Mu Mu's red lips, and said with a smile: "The specialty of the West, the cigarettes produced by the Violet Empire... Ha, I don't know.
Why do those Western aristocrats like this stuff that stings their noses?"
"Old rule, don't let anyone near the basement."
After that, Zhuang Yuan passed by Mu Mu and headed towards the end of the corridor.
Gu Xi
He told Li Guanqi that he bought Mumu from the slave market for 1,000 gold coins.
But he didn't say another thing.
When he bought Mumu, this cub of the tiger tribe had just been born, less than three months old.
The Catwoman he raised single-handedly was not a plaything, but a daughter. She was his most trusted confidant and had handled many shady and dirty things for him.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the floor.
Zhuang Yuan walked in the villa, passing through several twists and turns, and finally came to a seemingly uninhabited guest room. He walked to the bedside and turned a candlestick slightly.
"Click——"
A loudspeaker sounded.
There was a gap in the wall of the guest room, and when the dust was shaken off, the outline of a door appeared on the wall.
There are always traces of spells.
The oldest mechanical structure does not have any spiritual power.
"Squeak——"
Zhuang Yuan pushed open the door to the secret room and walked down the steps inside the door step by step.
The pitch-black darkness would not pose any obstacle to a spellcaster of his level.
Until you enter the deepest part of this underground secret room.
A faint dim yellow light appeared at the end of the secret room.
Those are candles.
At the end of this underground secret room, there were a total of forty-four scarlet candles arranged neatly in a circle. The dim yellow light swayed slightly, adding an eerie atmosphere to the dark basement.
The thing in the center of the candle is no longer weird, but real death and terror.
That's a corpse.
The fresh body of Catwoman was naked, the left chest was empty, and there was nothing where the heart should have been.
Because the heart was stuffed into her mouth at the moment.
The white face that could be broken by blows and the scarlet blood dripping from the corner of the mouth formed a dazzling and horrifying contrast.
This Catwoman had only been dead for less than a few minutes.
An altar composed of forty-four scarlet candles and a fresh corpse?
"It's really a puzzling thing..."
Zhuang Yuan walked to the edge of the altar, and while whispering to himself, he took out a strange purple flower from the space ring.
This flower is completely purple, with three long petals, which look like the mouthparts of some kind of terrifying insect. In the center of the petals, there are slender scarlet stamens.
Nightga flowers.
A flower that only grows next to mass graves.
"Poof!"
Zhuang Yuan threw the Ye Jiahua into the empty heart of Catwoman's body, then cut his palm and dripped his own blood on the purple Ye Jia flower.
The purple petals were immediately stained with scarlet blood, and the red blood droplets spread on the petals and turned into little black spots.
"Night Mother, please hear my voice."
Zhuang Yuan whispered to himself.
"..."
A quiet and dark underground chamber.
The dim yellow firelight flickered slightly.
In the shadow on the wall, besides Zhuang Yuan's shadow, another shadow slowly stood up...
That's the dead Catwoman!
Catwoman's body, whose heart had been ripped out and stuffed into her mouth, slowly stood up from the center of the forty-four scarlet candles. The empty blood hole on her left chest was still filled with blood.
Scarlet blood oozed out.
"Click... click..."
Catwoman's corpse was expressionless, with her hands on her lips, and in front of Zhuang Yuan, she kept eating her own heart, feasting on it, and her face was covered in blood.
In the silent and dark basement, the sound of gnawing flesh and blood was extremely harsh and creepy.
