Soul of Negary

Field was surrounded by black energy, and the power brought by fear gave him an aura of oppression.

Kalanci was a little flustered, after all, his biggest backstage, Marchy, was sitting on the ground now, blushing like he was constipated, and couldn't even speak.

Field didn't expect that the loophole brought by borrowing that spirit would be so useful. He had a feeling that he had earned it.

"Killing these two people can cause a qualitative change." Field knew that there were not many people who knew his name in the capital of the academy, but only about five percent of those who were afraid of this name knew it.

Those people trust the Mage's House and other organizations. In the eyes of those people, he is a clown, jumping up and down seems to be very powerful, but once the superior is serious, he is just a guy who can be cleaned up. Such people are certainly not worth fearing.

But once he kills the people in the mage's house, the meaning is different, his level of danger rises sharply, those who know, more or less will have anxiety, with anxiety, then fear is not far away.

The information obtained from there made Field also have ambitions, and he knew that if he could become synonymous with fear in the entire city and even the entire world, he could also become a god.

If he can't do that, he'll just be a clown in the end.

Killing these two people will disintegrate Logue's last resistance and gain more fear, so why not do it.

Kalanqi stretched out his sharp nails and cut his fingers directly, some blood splashed out, and then turned into red awls and flew towards Field.

What Marci is proficient in is blood magic, which integrates magic into his own blood, and uses blood to perform various magics.

"You're still too young." The black qi on Feld's body disturbed, and his hand directly pinched the blood cone, and the black qi wrapped around the blood cone and dispersed into powder.

The broad hand directly held Kalanqi's neck, and a piece of blood surged under Kalanqi's skin, the skin of magic blood, the blood with magic power solidified under the skin, turning into the strongest armor.

The sound of glass shattering sounded in his neck, Field raised his hand, the black energy on his body surging, converged towards the hand, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Have you felt the breath of death? He is calling you, your The death star is shining."

"Don't expect to scare me." Kalanchi felt that the protection of the skin layer was broken again. The time limit of the blood skin is limited. Even if the blood skin is not broken, it will kill people. After all, people are only Humans can do many things with magic, but there are still some things they can't do.

This blood coagulation spell interferes with the normal operation of life. If it is not removed within the effective time limit, it will only damage one's own life.

"But your heart is not like this. He is telling me that you are afraid of death, and you are afraid of me." The black energy in Field's hand became more and more, and then a punch fell, and Kalanchi's skin was cracked every inch. Common spider webs.

Malci's face became more and more red, and all his energy was devoted to the operation of the conditioning array. If it is usually a slight backlash, but now if the conditioning is not good, it will be a magic vortex, all of them will shredded.

And now a multiple-choice question is placed in front of Marci, either watching his son die in front of him, and then being killed by that bastard, or giving up adjusting the magic circle, causing everyone to perish in a vortex of magic.

Throwing away all the emotions is intellectually the right choice, but if you add all the clutter, it becomes blurry which one is right.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time." A voice suddenly sounded, and Field raised his brows and saw a man in his twenties. He had scars on his body, his expression was cold, and he was not too panicked about the current situation.

"Cade, come and help." Kalanchi recognized this person, his senior brother, the leader of the silt organization, who was also abandoned by March.

"Teacher, you taught me,

The essence of garbage people is inferior, and this inferiority seeps into the blood. "Card didn't do anything, but while talking, he came to the bookshelf on the other side and opened a secret door.

"Dear Mr. Field, I think you don't mind if I take some things." Card first said to Field, and then went directly into the secret room: "Teacher, I am such a low-quality garbage person, naturally I want to talk to Field. A high-class person like you put aside the relationship."

"Please." Field is not stupid. He is very easy to deal with a Kalanche. If there is another Card, there may be an accident. Most of the treasures of the mage will not be used by himself, so Field does not intend to provoke the enemy for no reason. , even if you want to make Card feel scared, you have to wait until this is done.

"Cade, you can't win against me for this reason!" Kalanci's heart turned, and he immediately stimulated Cade. The reason why Cade chose to die is not because he lost to himself, which led to the right of inheritance. Have you been deprived? With this little stimulation, Card might make a change.

"No, no, for the teacher, my character is what he needs. The only reason I lost to you is that our bloodlines are different." Card put away the treasures of the mages and said: "I I have followed the teacher since I was a child, I know what the teacher looked like when I was young, and I know the teacher very well, at least the so-called best friend who surpasses him is your "father"."

"Teacher, the things you fabricated really exist, and they have also affected the fate of you and your son." Card said without too much greed, and left with the things.

Leaving behind the unsustainable Marci, and the gradually broken Kalanqi blood armor.

With the roar and the wild laughter of Field, Card walked out of Marci's circle and passed by the body of Brali, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear, and his face was smiling.

"Field, Bralee, Brewer, Kalanci, tsk tsk tsk, if I really guessed correctly, that one is really scary." As he said that, the smile on Card's face gradually disappeared, because that It's not a good thing for him if he is really so terrifying.

A sense of danger appeared in Card's body. He realized that he also faced a choice now. Back then, in the garbage man, he sensed the crisis, took Marci's hand, became his disciple, and escaped. The fate of all other trashman children being sacrificed in blood.

Now there seems to be a new crisis.

So Card changed his route and came all the way to Mobis Academy, and saw a carriage parked there, as if waiting for someone.

After a slight pause in his footsteps, Cade stepped forward, knocked on the wooden frame of the carriage, and said slowly, "Lord Negri, I am..."

Before Card could finish speaking, the curtains of the carriage were lifted, revealing Negri's face and that unexpected smile.

"I'm going to dinner, and I just need a driver. Is Card interested in working for me?"

Card is cold all over. He has not directly contacted Negri, but Negri has already said his name, which at least shows that Card is in his observation, and it can also explain a lot of things.

There are not too many coincidences in this world, how to choose can already be determined.

Card bent down, saluted Negri and said, "It's an honor to serve you."

The carriage gradually went away, and the golden dumpling lying on Kad's neck at some point returned to Negri's side. Negri and it both admired smart people who knew how to make progress.