Rebirth-First Class Magician

This is the largest square in Las Vegas. A dense crowd stands outside the square in a large circle, and there are many people lying on the nearby tall buildings.

There was a huge car parked on one side of the square, and the roar of the motor idling loudly, like a beast waiting for the opportunity to move at his prey at any time!

The audience's eyes were tightly glued to a delicate black coffin, and the atmosphere was tense and depressed.

The coffin blocked the light, and the heartbreaking darkness recklessly occupied a small space. In the heavy coffin, only the sound of breathing sounded slowly and slowly, a tall figure curled up and lay sideways in the dark.

The coffin blocked Mu Yuan's vision, and the boundless silence devoured his calmness.

The messy conversation coming from outside the wooden coffin was mixed with the roar of the engine, full of his eardrums, sharp and sharp.

"God! This Chinese magician is crazy, and actually wants to perform a coffin to escape."

"That's the magic master Hagrid's famous magic six years ago. No one has ever succeeded! What does this Chinese magician think ?!"

"It is said that he wanted to invite Master Hagrid to watch the show, but was rejected by the other party."

"Oh my God, are those close-up magic tricks of the Chinese people really worth looking forward to?"

"I'm quite optimistic about this Chinese magician, don't you think he is handsome?"

The scornful ridicule from around came to Mu Yuan's ears through the coffin, like a sharp blade slamming into the heart, making his breathing slightly quicker.

It has been ten years since I left the motherland to study, and I have had a hard time in the country because of the identity of the Chinese, and I have repeatedly encountered obstacles in finding sponsors. And this performance he has prepared for nearly three years must be successful, and he wants to let the whole world know that China also has good magic!

Slightly depressed the pain and bitterness in his heart, his hands speeded up to untie the strings on his wrist--

Mu Yuan's wrists were tightly tied behind his back, and he couldn't undo it, or it couldn't be undone. No matter how he used it, he couldn't undo it!

The roar of the car engine gradually overshadowed the human voice, Mu Yuan's eardrums had already buzzed, and the sweat beads on his forehead slowly flowed down the cheeks into the collar.

The tighter and tighter rope tightened into his flesh, hurting pain. Mu Yuan was cold all over, and the pain in his heart made his fingers fall down weakly.

The time reserved for the show is getting closer and closer. If he doesn't untie the ropes, the coffin and he will be severely hit by a car that is already ready.

Nowhere to run, no doubt!

Mu Yuan's lips were pale, and her eyelids were in despair, unable to escape.

This is not a set knot. The props division who has been with him for a long time actually gave him a knot. The person who blushed a while ago and said he would always support him.

What made him desperate was not only the knots that were killed, but also the escape mechanism that failed to respond under the wooden coffin. Berg was trying to put him to death!

The magician has no special functions, and the magic props are equipped with extremely clever organs. Basically, every magician will be assisted by a prop master, and Mu Yuan's prop master betrayed him.

It was he who brought the thin boy named Berg Lyon out of the slum. The boy was grateful to say that he would be loyal to his soul!

At this time, he betrayed his soul with actual actions.

Hate mixed with fear filled the nerves, causing Mu Yuan's already stiff body to twitch irresistibly.

The wooden coffin was crucified. Even if he wanted to give up the performance, it was impossible. The only thing waiting for him was death!

The human voice outside the coffin suddenly disappeared at this moment, the harsh roar was intertwined with the sharp friction, the high-speed car was like a raging beast, and hurled fiercely at its prey.

Mu Yuan suddenly awakened, struggling frantically with a sticky wrist, trying to make a final effort, he did not want to give up, his dream has not yet been fulfilled. However, the slender rope was sharper than the sharp blade at this time, and he fell into the flesh and held the wrist bones.

Can't die ... can't die ... at least it can't die ...

He slammed the heavy coffin with his body, trying to let the outside audience find him strange, but everything was futile. The heavy coffin was not a relief, and he could shake the slightest.

The tall Hummer snarled at the dark coffin, and there was no sound in the square for a moment.

——Oh!

After a loud noise, the pitch-black coffin flew up in the air in a parabola. The coffin was scattered and cracked. A slender black man flew up from the sawdust, like a run-down puppet, hitting it in an extremely strange twisted posture On rough ground ...

--squeak!

The sharp, sharp braking sound fell into silence on the square, and only the car engine sounded abruptly, and no one responded.

The silence remained for only a few seconds, and the onlookers screamed, covering their faces, and some people drew a cross on their chest with their hands folded, and the scene was a mess.

And a person stood still outside the panic crowd, with a vague smile ...

Mu Yuan only felt that his body was torn apart, and all his senses were getting farther and farther away from him. The severe pain in his chest made him feel that his internal organs had all moved in an instant.

Immediately after landing, his eye mask was filled with countless blood, and the sky was red ...

The trachea was filled with blood bleeds constantly, and breathing became more and more difficult.

It was over, his dream had not been realized, and a mixture of hate and regret had shocked his consciousness.

Really unwilling ...

This was deemed to be a performance accident, and many of the audience who were present that day could not forget the scene, the dark-haired man lying on the ground looking at the sky with blood and tears. In the chaos of the crowd, none of them heard the man lying in the pool of blood murmured, "I really want to-

——Give me a chance to pull the betrayer into hell, even if I can never reincarnate! "

"Rejecting the light, offering loyalty to the dark, you will become a blood race; give up the past, give your memory, you will usher in a new life; give up freedom, and give your soul to the **** of sin, and you will have eternal life . "

Who ... who is talking ...

Mu Yuan wanted to get up and search for the source of the sound, but found himself locked in midair, unable to move at all.

"Now, do you sign a contract?"

Mu Yuan's eyelids trembled slightly and then opened. The eye that was still in sight was still black and dead, and the sense of solitude was engulfing Mu Yuan's nerves, soaking his soul.

"Are you a demon?"

"Demon?" The man hiding in the void smiled lowly. "Anyway."

The voice paused, then smiled and said, "Is it a contract? If you give up, I will obey your wishes and send you into reincarnation."

I don't know if Mu Yuan thought too much. He actually heard a hint of hidden eagerness from the unspoken narrative sound of that person. The other party ... seemed to want him to agree?

Conspiracy? The opponent has absolute power, there is no need to do so at all.

Besides, he accidentally summoned the other party ...

Depressing the worries at the bottom of his heart, Mu Yuan licked his dry lips and said dumbly, "I would like to dedicate my faith to the darkness, and offer my soul and my blood to the darkness. As long as I can stand on that stage, as long as I can push those betrayers down the abyss with my own hands. But ... "

Mu Yuan paused for a moment, tilting his head and wondering: "Why do you want to present memory? What's the difference with reincarnation?"

The man hiding in the dark did not answer his question, and the silence was restored again in time and space.

"If I leave the deepest obsession in your heart, you may wish." The dark void slowly walked out of a tall figure, and Mu Yuan saw the huge black shadow behind the man.

Mu Yuan doesn't know if his deepest obsession is revenge or magic, but he knows that this is the last concession of the other party.

"let's start."

Immediately after the voice fell, a fiery white light burst out in the entire space. Mu Yuan could not avoid it for a while, and his eyes were blinded by the strong light that suddenly lighted up. His consciousness was getting farther and farther away from him in a white light.

"What new life will I have when I wake up?" Anxiously murmured, but did not get the slightest response from the other party.

Until one second before losing all sensations, his body seemed to be surrounded by many soft-touch things, and the smell of softness made him inexplicably at ease ...

"Welcome back."