The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

The Wind of Aging is a very sinister phenomenon. Unlike most black magics that highlight the effect of instant death, it belongs to the sequence of undead magic. The instant death effect of the Wind of Aging is relatively poor, but it will cause the creatures it touches to lose their lifespans, and it is difficult to prevent, and the scope of influence is extremely large.

Mu Hua and Treze fought very violently, but both of them held back. It can even be said that if Treze had not attacked Taibesha and the others, the magic battle between the two of them that tore a canyon in the courtyard of the dead might not have happened.

Mu Hua basically did not use any combat power. On Monday and Tuesday, he was sent by Mu Hua to deal with the Lord of the Courtyard. On Thursday, he basically did not participate in the war. When he was able to do so, Mu Hua did not kill Treze's floating monsters.

Without mentioning Treze's other abilities, just looking at his ability to release the Death Spell, Mu Hua also confirmed that he could blow the Wind of Aging.

The wind of aging can disperse life, but it can also breed the undead. Most of the people around Treze are undead, and the wind of aging has no negative impact even on liches.

But if he really blows the wind of aging, even if he can't kill Mu Hua, he can drag Mu Hua to "vomit three liters of blood". In the case that he can't do anything to Treze, Mu Hua has not been able to condense the time mark. If he doesn't run, he will basically be exhausted to death.

The battle between the two sides is simply to break the courtyard, but the battle that can destroy everything is really calm and restrained enough for both.

This battle filled Treze's heart with bad luck, and listed Mu Hua as an object that needs to be given enough attention and careful treatment, but he also feels that he has become more like a stepping stone for Mu Hua to show his military power to the outside world, and a tool to verify Mu Hua's combat power.

A big loss! The loss of his subordinates is insignificant to Treze, but he still feels that he has lost a lot in this battle.

I can't stab Mu Hua in the back, so angry!

The Courtyard of the Dead, a large rift that almost spans the burial ground and the demon king area is the masterpiece of Mu Hua, Treze, and Mephisto.

Well, well, Mephisto also had a share. He didn't fight with Mu Hua and Treze, but in order to prevent the damage caused by the two from spreading disorderly, he threw a lot of absolute isolation.

Every grain of sand contains violent and chaotic elements, as if the soil and rocks are abnormally solid after being hammered and tempered. Sometimes you can see dimensional cracks in the canyon that can't be dissipated for a long time, and the contradiction between solidity and fragility is mixed together.

This scar on the earth is difficult to repair even if the tree shepherds come here to settle down. In the long years to come, this place is destined to become a desperate place where no grass grows, the kind that even the undead can't get out. . .

"Lifebox." The two sides stopped fighting, and Mu Hua was still asking Treze for Alvis's lich lifebox.

"Boy, if what happened here gets out, I will destroy the Caines Courtyard. I will never be so casual next time." Treze said bitterly.

Although his tone was bad, Treze treated Mu Hua less condescendingly.

The two were evenly matched in a short period of time, and they stopped not because of mediation. The patrol fleet ran to guard the entrance of the courtyard with the garrison regiment. The only person with some weight was Mephisto, and Mu Hua and Treze would not listen to him at all.

The reason why they stopped was that they didn't care about the negative impact after destroying the courtyard.

The main reason was that no one could suppress the other for a while. Mu Hua didn't want to waste his purgatory weapons, and Treze didn't have the mouth of the glutton. He would feel aggrieved if Mu Hua swallowed his magic.

"It's none of my business. Those who can spread the details of this place are probably the royal forces, and I can't afford to offend them." Facing Treze's threat, Mu Hua retorted.

Treze felt that he had suffered a loss and could not do anything to Mu Hua, but he did not want today's events to spread.

And those who could spy on this place were basically the royal forces, and Mu Hua said that he had no right to control them.

"Can't afford to offend them? If you can't afford to offend them, then you can offend me!" Treze was angry. Damn, aren't we the king? I feel that I am being treated differently.

"Hey, let's make it clear. I have worked hard in this courtyard for four or five years. When did I offend you? It was obviously you who bullied me." Mu Hua shouted.

To be honest, Treze didn't really think that he had provoked Mu Hua. He was the king. He asked Mu Hua to do something, and Mu Hua just had to do it. Isn't this natural?

However, although Treze is strong, he is not a fool. After a head-on battle with Mu Hua, he confirmed Mu Hua's strength. Obviously, he will not apply the above cognition to Mu Hua.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that, perhaps, he may have found bad luck with Mu Hua first?

"Hmph! I don't want to hear any bad remarks, otherwise, be careful of your Caines Courtyard." Treze snorted coldly. At least he didn't look angry like a victim, but his attitude was still bad.

"Don't listen if you don't want to listen. If anyone tells you, break his legs. But if you dare to come to Caines to make trouble, I will call the ghosts of the Council to have a picnic in your City of the Dead." Mu Hua grinned and said toughly.

"You dare!" Treze.

"If you dare, I dare!" Mu Hua.

"Ah~, I say, you are not tired yet, right? No one should spread the things here." Mephisto said weakly on the side.

Farther away, in Vivian's live broadcast room, a group of ghosts and gods also started arguing.

"I say, should we expel Councillor Mu Hua?"

"I think it's okay, you weirdo! This guy is already at loggerheads with Therese, so he still has the nerve to pretend to be a newbie in the council?"

"Look, look, dragging someone else's dragon corpse on the battlefield is really shameless."

"Ha, these jealousies are panicking, they are panicking."

"I think you should stay calm. Just now, two more gluttons were beaten over there."

"Mu Hua is such a fierce guy. Let's agree first, don't come to me if you want to cause trouble. My old bones can't stand that kind of torment."

"If you have a grudge to take revenge, if you have a grudge to retaliate, let's have a dinner party. I'm going to the Black Magic Academy!"

"Dark Magic Academy +1."

"Hall of Valor +1."

"Daryl Industrial Park +1."

"I'll go. The one upstairs, Daryl Industrial Park, should be considered an industry in the human world, right?"

"Calm down, please calm down. If you continue like this, our Salted Fish Council will be destroyed."

"Salted Fish Council...?"

"Salted Fish Council +1."

"Salted Fish Council +2."

"..."

The Council of Ghosts and Gods became lively. Fortunately, Therese didn't know what was going on over there, otherwise Mu Hua's picnic speech might not have been so tough. . .

"Bah!" After Mephisto's persuasion, Therese seemed too lazy to argue with a young man like Mu Hua, and threw an exquisite jewelry box to Mu Hua.

This jewelry box is often referred to as the lich's phylactery, but what really affects the lich is the jewelry stored in it, the orb that stores the lich's soul.

"Alves gave it to you, but remember, you are not welcome in the Capital of the Dead." Throwing the phylactery to Mu Hua, Therese said threateningly.

"I don't want to have anything to do with you." Mu Hua said calmly as he put away his life box.

"Involved? Ha, that Vivian is my descendant, right?" Therese smiled strangely.

"Descendants? Ha..." Mu Hua chuckled. It was somewhat ironic to say the word "descendants" from the mouth of such an old monster.

"Boy, did you catch that Badiba demon for the wind of aging?" Seeing that Mu Hua didn't buy it, Therese wasn't surprised and turned to ask. Mu Hua's pupils shrank unconsciously.

Time imprint can exempt you from the harm of the wind of aging, but that thing requires understanding the law of time, which is too fantasy for Mu Hua. It is more practical to directly master the wind of aging and adapt yourself to the wind of aging.

"Haha, let me tell you, it does not control the wind of aging, and the reason why it is willing to accept my control is that I promise it to let the wind of aging blow in this courtyard on a regular basis."

"Boy, do you want to use this courtyard to cultivate the undead?"

"Haha, Mephisto, maybe I should terminate the transaction related to the wind of aging. Maybe you can help him find a better source of goods?" Therese showed a playful smile and greeted Mephisto. He turned around and left, no longer paying attention to Mu Hua.

"..." Mu Hua. (End of chapter)