Versatile Mage: Starting from the Undead

A lonely road, dark and gloomy.

A long black shadow gradually pulled away, slowly blending into the darkness.

In the darkness, Luo Chen, who was almost silent in the darkness, finally opened his eyes.

According to intelligence, Wen Tai will embark on this road alone tonight and secretly meet a friend.

Facing Wen Tai who was under a semi-forbidden curse, Luo Chen still had a strong desire to challenge.

At first, I didn't have the qualifications to challenge Wen Tai. Now, I already have...

Moreover, Luo Chen also wanted to know where his limit was...

Here comes the knife.

Luo Chen doesn't dare to summon the skeleton uncle yet. If this lunatic hadn't encountered a real enemy, Luo Chen would not have let him out.

The white knife flashed, and the invisible knife mark was extremely sharp, breaking through the darkness and slashing towards Wen Tai who was in the light.

laugh.

The sword light penetrated Wen Tai, and Wen Tai's body turned into a black shadow and collapsed on the ground.

Darkness gradually enveloped this neighborhood. There was not much light at first, but now it is even darker.

Si Ye rules, Black Demon Pond!

A holy son of the Parthenon has mastered black magic. It would be interesting if word spread about it.

Wen Tai has already mastered the semi-forbidden spell by reading the constellations.

Darkness fell, and the ground turned into a vast black quagmire at some point.

The powerful adhesion and confinement force dragged Luo Chen unable to move.

"Got you."

He pulled out a ball of shadow from the black pool and condensed it into Wentai. His eyes were condensed, with a little confusion.

From this sword, he felt familiar.

Luo Chen struggled with the adhesion of the Black Demon Pond. If it were Uncle Skeleton, it would be easy.

Si Ye rules, this is a realm, only a realm of darkness.

In this case, let my wind break through all this...

The wind blows in places where there is only darkness, getting bigger and stronger.

Interesting.

Under Si Ye's rule, other magic systems would be suppressed to an extremely low level, not to mention that it was he Wentai who unleashed them.

The battle between the Wind Field and the Black Demon Pond has begun.

Ice is also slowly appearing here.

Luo Chen floated in the air, his purple hair fluttering, looking down at the huge Black Devil Pond and Wen Tai at his feet.

Long time no see, he is still the same.

As soon as the dual realms were opened, Luo Chen instantly suppressed Wentai's Black Demon Pond.

Wen Tai raised his head, and his body began to be slowly wrapped in dead ice.

He began to build the constellation, but whenever the last star was about to be completed, the entire constellation began to collapse inexplicably.

It had been a long time since he had encountered this kind of situation, and the stars in his own star palace began to disobey, just like when he first learned magic when he was a child.

But soon, he discovered the reason.

This desolate wind is indeed unusual.

Wen Tai looked at Luo Chen in the air, and finally focused on the sword in his hand.

The light in his eyes flashed, and Wen Tai no longer hid his strength. As a fourth-level super-level man, he still had no big problem dealing with Luo Chen.

…………

Song Qiming kept pacing and spinning in the room.

A long time had passed, and Wen Tai still didn't show up, which made him worried.

With Wentai's strength, besides the forbidden curse, who else can take the lead against him?

Could it be that Remiel did it himself?

Does he want to provoke a war between the Holy City and the Parthenon?

No...impossible...then who else could it be?

Song Qiming felt really uneasy and left the house.

The Black Devil Pond has still not been broken out, which is also a good cover. No one can see clearly what is going on inside.

"Tear apart the strong wind."

Luo Chen groaned, and around him, the white wind emerged and blew up his clothes, making Luo Chen look like a god of wind.

Just by looking at it, Wen Tai could feel a strong and sharp feeling hitting his heart and soul. It seemed that Luo Chen had his own opportunity.

It tore through the strong wind, forming white blades of wind that burst out like rockets, tearing apart the darkness and forming terrifying black holes in space.

Luo Chen was exhausted, and he used his strongest trump card.

The tearing wind carried by the wind bone is the strongest wind of the holy beast White Tiger. It is also Luo Chen's strongest trump card at present without relying on the undead system.

He wanted to see how Wen Tai could withstand his strongest wind.

However, when Luo Chen looked at Wentai, his eyes almost bulged.

He found that Wen Tai didn't resist at all!

Tsk!

The blood stains are shocking, and the wounds are so deep that you can see the bones...

Luo Chen was stunned. He did not expect that Wen Tai neither defended nor evaded.

"Who did this!!!"

An angry roar is not very loud, but it can invade people's souls and shock the entire audience.

The Black Demon Pond was compressed smaller and smaller by a more powerful force until it completely disappeared.

Luo Chen fell from the air and looked at Wentai blankly. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Qiming's eyes were fixed on Luo Chen, a stranger. When he saw the injured Wen Tai again, his heart burned with anger.

His Qi machine locked onto Luo Chen, and the terrifying gravitational vortex surrounded Song Qiming. Luo Chen seemed to feel that he was no longer in the original world...

Forbidden curse...

Luo Chen said.

"Song, he didn't assassinate me, but he saved me..."

Wen Tai stood up with difficulty, his words were weak but firm.

"He saved you?" Song Qiming's eyes were suspicious.

"It's not safe here. Let's talk about it after we go back... Luo Chen, you come with us too."

Song Qiming quickly helped Wen Tai up. Looking at Wen Tai who was covered in scars, he was filled with doubts and anger.

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temporary base

Astraea huddled up in the quilt, her hair was covered with frost, and her face was already red from the cold.

"Damn it, this purple hair, I, Astraea, must make him feel better in the future!"

Astraea resented and tried every means to escape, but the surrounding ice gave up all her ideas.

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"Wen Tai, who dared to assassinate you?" Song Qiming asked with concern as soon as he returned to Song Qiming.

On the surface, Wentai looks very heavy, but in fact it does not damage the essence. It can be cured after a period of cultivation.

"White Death."

Song Qiming asked: "The White God of Death, the one from the Killer Hall?"

As a priest of the Holy Inquisition Tribunal, Song Qiming certainly has some understanding of this new killing god, but he doesn't take it too seriously.

"Is he so capable?"

Luo Chen touched his nose at the side and said appropriately: "Maybe now we should understand why the people from the Killer Palace want to kill Wen Tai..."

"Everyone in the Killer Palace is greedy for money. Does anyone want Wen Tai to die? But this is too irrational!" Song Qiming stroked his beard and thought.

"Wentai, what happened to the White God of Death?"

Wen Tai glanced at Luo Chen and said coldly: "This time I was just attacked by surprise. I was not prepared. The next time he appears, it will be his death."

Song Qiming nodded, he had no doubts about Wen Tai's strength.