Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

Shhhhhh!

The overwhelming black hair fell like black rain.

The figures that fled in all directions were directly pinned through their limbs by their hair, and fell miserably to the ground.

"Fight back together, he has only two people!"

A crisp and tender voice sounded, as if he had a high status among them.

The figures who were running away suddenly stopped and took out iron boxes from their bodies.

Opening the bottle cap, Han Mu, with his extraordinary sense of smell, instantly felt a strong smell of gasoline mixed in his face.

call!

A group of people poured the liquid into their mouths and spit it out.

"Fire escape!"

One after another fire dragon-like flames attacked the hair instantly.

"Fire you are paralyzed!"

Han Mu's eyes turned cold, and the strands of black hair ripped apart the sea of ​​fire like sharp blades.

The figures standing on the corners of the wall were immediately pierced by their hair and hung in the sky.

The blood was falling like a black hell.

"Ninja, that's all?"

Han Mu's mouth twitched.

To tell the truth, he is really afraid that a non-mainstream person wearing plate armor will run out of here, give him a sentence, do you also want to dance?

"The leader should be you."

Behind him, the shadows formed by countless strands of hair are like dragging a broken world.

With the steps of Han Mu, the tide of shadows devoured the real world step by step.

The figure whose limbs were pierced by hair, looked at this man who seemed to have walked out of hell with fear in his eyes.

Black tight-fitting ninja clothes, slender waist, slender legs.

Perhaps it is because after a long period of practice, the lines of the hips and legs are well-proportioned and powerful, full and plump.

The most striking thing is the magnificent arc, which fluctuates violently with breathing.

An English alphabet song reverberated in Han Mu's mind.

ABCDEFGH

What comes after H?

seems to have forgotten.

"What a dirty body."

Han Mu stretched out a finger and tapped the mask on the ninja's face.

The black mask melted silently.

Revealing a tough and heroic face with a charming face.

Amazingly beautiful.

"It's a pity to hide this face.

Han Mu couldn't help but sigh.

With such a figure and appearance that can only appear in a book, being a ninja is simply a waste of time.

If you're an RB... a personal servant.

Not too cool.

Han Mu patted the woman's cheek, which immediately attracted a pair of angry fire-breathing eyes.

"Follow me in the future, be my little princess, only eat what you want, don't endure hardship.

"Don't think about it! Ninjas only serve one monarch!

Women are firm.

"What can I do, I really like your looks and figure."

The sincerity on Han Mu's face.

"What does this, and, have to do with me!"

"I am a ninja, you are the target I want to kill, and I will never be with you!

The angry woman was stared at by those eyes, her tone inexplicably weakened.

Talking became awkward.

He has been brutally educated to become a ninja since he was a child.

There is only one thought of being loyal to the master in her mind, what kind of love and affection, to her, it is like a fantasy in a fairy tale book.

Sometimes when I dream, I may dream that I will set up a happy family, but after waking up, it is a cruel reality.

From the day they become ninjas, the meaning of their existence is to complete the task.

Even at the cost of life, the mission cannot fail.

"I heard that ninjas will have their own monarchs to serve. If your monarch issues an order for you to serve me as the new lord, will you obey my orders?"

Han Mu rubbed his chin and asked with interest.

"how is this possible..."

Just as the woman was about to refute, she was suddenly stunned.

The education they received when they became ninjas was to obey any command of the monarch.

As long as it comes from a monarch who kills himself, there cannot be any elephants.

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If it's the monarch's order, let them serve the new master

Are they complying or not complying?

In the eyes with water vapor, two different wills collided with each other.

Finally, obey any orders of the monarch.

This command, which had been instilled in his mind since childhood, had the upper hand.

"Any order from Your Majesty must be fulfilled. 1"

The woman's eyes and tone were firm.

"Then, tell me, who is your lord?"

Looking at each other, Han Mu's eyes were deep.

It is like an abyss, and people are unconsciously immersed in it.

"I won't tell you!"

In the end, it was a ninja who had been tested since childhood. The woman broke free from this spiritual suggestion in an instant.

He looked at Han Mu angrily.

"The Fujiwara family, the Sanyu family with the longest heritage in the Sakura Continent, no wonder they dared to jump out at this time."

Han Mu whispered.

The woman's eyes widened, and there was inconceivable in her shocked eyes.

How could this guy know that their lord is the Fujiwara family.

Looking at the woman's shocked expression, Han Mu didn't explain.

There is no need to explain this kind of thing to her too clearly.

And there is no way to explain it.

Although this woman's will is very firm.

But under the absolute suppression of her spiritual power, her thoughts have been completely scrutinized by Han Mu.

Even Han Mu knew exactly what her name was.

Shiranui Xuanwu!

In fact, even if she didn't say it, the other living ninjas would.

Even if it is a ninja, it is impossible for everyone to be a dead man who would rather die than give up.

When the torture exceeds the limit of willpower, even the dead will backstab the loyal master.

He wants to pry open the mouths of these people, there are many ways.

However, this method is the most efficient.

As for the Fujiwara clan, they are considered to be the top ten forces in the Sakura Continent.

Hundreds of years ago, it was a wealthy and distinguished family in the Sakura Continent.

The roots of the Sanyu family are all over the military, political, and business worlds, but they have always kept a low profile.

In Han Mu's view, these guys are a bit ambitious, but average.

To put it bluntly (get it), you just take yourself too seriously.

His army of the undead, though often carried out beheading campaigns, assassinated enemy heads.

But just don't want to add insignificant casualties.

In the frontal attack, there are several bases that dare to say that they can block the attack of the undead army.

To achieve great things, conspiracy alone is not enough.

When necessary, there must be the strength to push everything upright and horizontal.

These guys dared to send someone to assassinate him, but they never thought about what to do after the assassination.

His mind was full of killing him, and the territory occupied by the Undead Legion was theirs.

But I don't think about whether they have the ability to defend such a large area.

"々`Wait for me ten minutes." 1

Han Mu threw a word lightly, and his body was lifted up by the power of thought.

Under the blessing of mind power, a roar exploded.

Han Mu's body broke through the supersonic speed in an instant, passing by like a meteor, and disappeared in place.

In the air, only a pale trail was left.