Douluo: Take Huo Guarun to the sun and the moon

Chapter 9 08. The Destruction of the Messenger of Death

"Where did that kid go?" The messenger of death suddenly lost Huo Yunran's whereabouts. He had almost forced him into a desperate situation, but in just a moment, the little ghost, a great soul master with light attributes, suddenly disappeared.

This made him a little uneasy. The messenger of death immediately activated his soul power and enveloped the corpse poison towards the place where he was before, trying to force him to show up with a carpet search.

When he sensed Huo Yunran's traces again, Huo Yunran's whole body was already filled with the strange and pure breath of death, and his originally golden eyes turned gray, a gray full of vicissitudes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

What's even more weird is that a circle of gray soul rings slowly rises from his feet. As the gray soul rings climb upward, they actually bring up a series of afterimages, making it impossible to tell whether it is one or multiple.

Looking at that layer of gray, the Death Messenger felt an inexplicable suffocation. Even the flying soul guide was about to stop supplying. It fell down for a while, but was pulled back up by the Death Messenger who reacted.

"You, you are also an evil soul master? Aren't you a light attribute soul master!" the messenger of death said with a shocked face. During the flight earlier, the cloak on his head had been lifted, revealing a face like a skeleton.

.The face seemed to be covered only by a skin membrane, and the scars caused by telekinetic bullets were clearly visible. A pair of eyes emitting light green light were full of shock.

"Evil Soul Master? What is that? I've never heard of it." Huo Yunran said with a bit of surprise.

The messenger of Death snorted coldly and said: "Every evil soul master is a great being. I am the spokesperson of Death and the messenger of Death. You are obviously young, but you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of this messenger. If you are really evil

Soul Master, if you reveal your identity to this envoy, we may still have a chance to cooperate. However, you must first tell me why your soul ring is gray."

"Messenger of death? It's really ridiculous. Although I can't remember most of the things in the past, I still vaguely remember that if I wanted to, I would have been the god of death.

You, a corpse witch who has just touched the edge of necromancy and has already sacrificed his own flesh and blood, do you deserve to be called the messenger of death? The ability of the god of death is to purify, not to summon souls and create corpses.

You don't even have the possibility of becoming a lich, and yet you still talk so shamelessly in front of me? It's really ridiculous."

The messenger of death was stunned by what "Huo Yunran" said, "What necromancy? What corpse witch? Lich? I am a great evil soul master. How dare you blaspheme the god of death, go to death!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed forward, and the first soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and the corpse poison spread instantly. He pounced on "Huo Yunran" like lightning.

"It's a very familiar smell. Although it's a little disgusting, I still feel a bit familiar." "Huo Yunran" sighed without moving his body. The next moment, his bright spiritual eyes that had turned gray lit up.

A similarly gray spiritual shock shot towards the Death Messenger.

Huo Yunran, whose body was temporarily occupied but could still maintain his telepathy, was horrified to find that when his mental shock was activated, the speed seemed a bit slow, like a poisonous snake slowly spitting out its snake letter, which was originally a bullet.

The mental impact was reduced to the thickness of a hair, and it was spat out towards him, and then quickly withdrawn, carrying the sacred power of light.

In the eyes of the Death Messenger, "Huo Yunran"'s eyes suddenly lit up. They were no longer turbid gray, but instantly became crystal clear. A very strong sense of fear immediately arose in his heart, and then, the gray light shone slightly

flashed for a moment. The next moment, the screams of the messenger of death sounded from the other side.

The Death Messenger was already prepared when he was afraid, and concentrated his soul power on his brain for defense. However, at this moment, he only felt a gray steel needle slowly piercing his face, and he could even clearly see

It felt like the steel needle pierced my defense layer by layer and finally tapped my brain gently.

The Death Messenger's entire head was raised, and his eyes turned gray at that moment. Then he lost control. The flying soul guide lost its soul power supply and fell directly from the air.

Huo Yunran operated his body to descend, and "Huo Yunran" looked at the messenger of death who fell to the ground and lost the ability to resist, and stretched out a finger. A gray flame was burning on his finger. The beating gray flame was actually

It became white.

The twelve corpse slaves following the Death Messenger have lost control. Although they are still standing, they can only stand there without the Death Messenger's instructions.

"Although I still can't remember what happened before, I have already remembered my name. How dare a little corpse witch show off such unsavory behavior in front of my Holy Law God of the Dead, the Scourge of the Undead, Electrolux?

Undead magic. Then, let you play with fire and burn yourself."

As he spoke, the flames on "Huo Yunran's" fingertips suddenly grew louder, and then, the gray halo around him suddenly spread out, covering all twelve corpse slaves.

The twelve corpse slaves began to react and slowly raised their heads one by one. It could be seen that their skin was the iron-grey color of the dead, their eyes were even more hollow, and the nails on their hands were extremely long and appeared purple.

Black. The whole body still exudes a rotten smell.

Gradually, a faint light began to shine in the eyes of the corpse slaves, which was the light of white flames. A small cluster of white flames gradually appeared in the eyes of each corpse slave, and they slowly turned around.

The stiff face actually began to have expressions of pain, hatred, and endless resentment.

When they turned around and saw the Death Messenger who had lost the ability to resist, they immediately rushed forward like crazy. "Huo Yunran" watched as the corpse slaves tore the Death Messenger into pieces.

After killing the evil soul master, the corpse slaves swayed and slowly fell to the ground one by one. Wisps of white air rose from their heads. It could be vaguely seen that the white air looked like human faces, but at this time their expressions suddenly changed.

There was no resentment anymore, only relief and gratitude remained. His eyes stared at Huo Yunran, and gradually dissipated in the air.

The imprisoned souls were purified, and the corpse slaves' corpses rotted and disappeared at an alarming rate. In the blink of an eye, only skeletons were left on the ground.

"The necromancer controls the soul, not the body. A corpse witch who has not even mastered the secret of controlling the soul, no matter how powerful he is, is not a true necromancer after all.

If he kills you, I will give you a chance for revenge. When the hatred is over, your souls will be purified."

"I don't know how long I haven't used undead magic. It's so familiar yet strange! But I like this feeling. There seemed to be unforgettable hatred in my heart, but now there is only peace. My spiritual imprint seems to have been touched again.

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Well, kid, you are very good. I am going to sleep for a while. Next time I wake up, I hope to pass on my mantle." Electrolux returned the body to Huo Yunran.

Huo Yunran rubbed his aching brows. His mental and soul power were almost completely consumed, and even the sealed mental power was used a little bit, but it was all worth it. Yi Lao woke up and said

To pass on the inheritance, I showed my hand by the way.

This level of mental power control alone is enough for him to learn. After all, he was the only superpower on the earth before, and mental power control was acquired by random means, and Yi Lao is a big boss in this field.

The sharing of mental detection has been cut off. Huo Yuhao opened the door and walked out. He looked at the village in a mess. The caravan no longer existed. Everyone else was killed by the death messenger's corpse explosion. No one was spared.

Huo Yunran suppressed his nausea and headache, used his mind power to clean up the battlefield, and took out the caravan's storage soul guide from the house, as well as the soul bone from the leader's uncle.

The brothers could only lick the bag with tears in their eyes

This restless night has finally passed, which is something to be thankful for, but a certain ninth-level soul master who happened to be passing by said MMP.

(End of chapter)