Chapter 145: Practice more food
The bullets hit Dunn with a clanging sound, only breaking his clothes, and they all bounced away like steel.
He roared, his body expanded, and his height reached 2.5 meters. His muscles stretched out to hold up his suit and turned it into a tight-fitting suit. He raised his elbow on his chest and hit the mine exit like a cannonball.
What kind of magic is this? Can it still block bullets? Can the metal shell be used?
Wayne looked at the rip in his suit, and with the help of a dim yellow miner's lamp, he could vaguely see the luster reflected by the white metal.
He didn't have time to be surprised. He slid to block the exit of the mine. With a slight hook of his fingers, several vines shot out from the ground.
The vines wrapped around Dunn's feet like poisonous snakes. Although they were torn apart by the brute force, the resistance still affected his balance. Dunn leaned forward, his momentum involuntarily decreased, and he staggered several times and almost fell to the ground.
Wayne raised his fingers together, and a vine snake as thick as an arm came out, wrapped around one of Dunn's ankles, rounded it up and smashed it to the ground.
In front of Dunn's eyes, the wind howled, there were several loud bangs, the mine lights flickered, the rock walls trembled, and earth and stone debris fell.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wayne had no intention of fighting it in close combat. Based on the principle of using it to death if it is useful, he controlled the vines and smashed them continuously, leaving a large sunken human-shaped pit on the ground every time it fell.
The mine was not only filled with compacted earth, but also laid with wooden sleepers and railroad tracks. Dunn roared and put his hands in front of his face, protecting the front but not the back. The back of his head came into close contact with the railroad tracks.
Bang~~
It was crisp and sweet, the sound echoed, and the sound of bone cracking was clearly audible.
"Hey, don't kill him, keep him alive to torture him for information."
Kerr reminded aloud that Dunn regarded Eclipse Town as a bank and withdrew large amounts of cash through the mayor of Wales every month. It was organized and premeditated, and there was obviously a professional gang behind it.
Holy light magic is good at healing, but cannot bring the dead back to life. According to Wayne's method, after a set of procedures is completed, the brain will be thrown out, and he will not be able to save him.
Once the clues are broken, it will be difficult to follow the clues.
"It's amazing how seriously injured you are. It's so easy to die."
Wayne said this, but his men still left some leeway. The vines let go and slammed Dunn against the wall.
Not far away, a fat and greasy man, the mayor of Wales, had his teeth chattering and pretended to be calm while holding a pistol.
"Don't come here, I have a gun."
Without even looking at it, Wayne rolled up the spores with his hand and blew them over.
The mayor was very happy. As soon as Wayne raised his hand, he fell down.
Sir, although times have changed, a pistol cannot scare a magician. Remember to use a submachine gun next time.
No, with heavy machine guns.
Who said that heavy machine guns are better than submachine guns?
Dern staggered up from the ground, feeling dizzy, his feet were light, and everything he looked at was spinning.
His skin is rough and his flesh is thick, and his vitality is different from ordinary people. Even for a magician, he is too outrageous.
Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly and once again caught the white metallic light from the crack in the suit. It was not metal at all, but bone.
Dunn pulled out the bones from his body and covered them on the body surface.
Real exoskeleton defense!
Dunn held onto the wall with one hand, raised his other arm high, and stared at Wayne fiercely: "Infidel, return to the embrace of death!"
He has thick bones, and his raised arms are much thicker than an ordinary person's thighs. His arms are densely covered with black tadpole symbols.
With the injection of magic power, the tadpole symbol wandered along the skin of the arm and turned into a black crow with wings spread out.
The goddess of death has three subordinate gods. Because the goddess is aloof and does not fall into the mortal world, except for the knights chosen by the gods, even the best disciples have difficulty listening to her oracles. If they want to contact death, they can only go through the three subordinate gods.
Therefore, these three subordinate gods are also called the three agents. They are observers, judges, and executors respectively.
The Watcher, Griu the Spider of Doom, had previously invited Wayne to join the Death Faction.
The black crow on Dunn's arm symbolizes the judge among the three agents - the soul-eating crow Seine.
The black crow symbol lit up, and the gray death swamp swept down. The dead and cold withering wind blew by, instantly killing the spores floating in the air, and the vines withered and rotted at the moment of contact.
Dunn let out a low roar, and rushed out of the mine with the aura of death wrapped around him.
The bones that had proliferated and hardened due to the magic power burrowed out of the skin, and the three-meter-tall white hedgehog shone with metallic luster and was dripping with blood, making Wayne's whole body feel bad.
He thought a lot, but he never thought that the inhuman black magician was a believer of the goddess of death.
In fact, that's right. The peaceful and eternal death he believes does not mean that death is only peaceful and eternal. In most cases, death is synonymous with evil.
The necromancer controlled the mayor to collect people's wealth and anointing, and used the stolen money to subsidize the Church of Death. It was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it.
As a death knight, Wayne felt ashamed and stared fiercely at Dunn, who was rushing towards him.
Return to the arms of death!
Wayne pushed it away with both hands, and the ground rumbled and shook. Countless vines sprouted from the ground, and hundreds of spikes protruded. They piled up into a high wall and rolled over like a chariot.
boom!
The gray death swamp collides with the vibrant vines, and water and fire cannot tolerate each other. The two completely opposite energies are fighting back and forth, and they are inextricably killed.
Kerr reminded from the side: "He summoned the divine power of the agent Seine. If you use it like this, you have no chance of winning. Don't waste your magic power. Make some space and let's go together."
There is no need to talk about chivalry in dealing with evil spirits, let’s go together!
"No, I can handle it by myself."
Green light bloomed in Wayne's eyes, and under Kerr's incredible gaze, he used his huge magic power to block the divine power summoned by Dunn.
Regardless of the quality or quantity of magic power, it far exceeds the limit that a silver mage can achieve, and can also achieve a crushing effect on ordinary gold mages.
If Dunn hadn't been possessed by the agent's divine power, he would have been pushed down by Yi Boliu.
This monster...
Kerr was dumbfounded and seriously suspected that the Holy See sent Mona to approach Wayne in order to poach the Natural Church.
If you can't dig it out, take a hostage back, it won't be a loss!
Boom! !
An unknown murmur sounded, low, terrifying, and full of extreme ominousness. The aura of death surged in an instant, and a high wall of decaying vines rushed directly in front of Wayne.
The rich aura of death wrapped tightly around Wayne, and then...
Nothing else, the effect is very average.
From the perspective of Kerr, a bystander, the breath of death could not harm Wayne. The latter was green from head to toe. No matter how hard the breath of death struck, it could not break through the light film.
"Happy death day, heathen!"
Roars mixed with anger and pain came out of the mine and echoed through the night sky.
Dunn's body actually swelled again, and white bone steel thorns came out one after another. Blood mist bloomed, tearing the skin and muscles. The bloody monster with strong visual impact occupied the entire mine tunnel.
Terrifying air waves surrounded the whole body, and with a heart-rending cry, white bone steel thorns gathered together, growing tightly together in one place, like a huge knight's gun, rushing out of the mine entrance with infinite force.
The air of death gathered, disrupted the airflow, wrapped around the tip of the knight's spear, and turned into a violent hurricane that spiraled forward.
Kerr yelled, and in a hurry, he only had time to cast a spell and erect a solid white wall in front of Wayne.
The wall of holy light was touched by the spiraling breath of death and fell apart in the blink of an eye.
Wayne did not dodge, he stepped down with his feet spread apart, and the fist tucked under his abdomen turned into an afterimage and shot out.
Fight head-on!
The moment he punched, the work clothes on Wayne's arm tore, the punch thrust forward, the air compressed and dented, and there was an explosion like a whip.
The violent force surged forward, hitting the tip of the gray spiral gun.
The two collided, and the explosive force of the shock caused Wayne's feet to sink, and the ground dented and cracked with crackling cracks.
The fist touched the aura of death, and the spiral momentum stopped abruptly. It disappeared in an instant, and then the remaining force not only hit the Bone Knight's gun, but the terrifying force was enough to create a deep fist mark even with steel.
boom!
The ground shook, and Kerr's eardrums roared, as if he was temporarily deaf. He could not hear anything, but the noise made his head buzz.
The sound shook him back repeatedly, and strong winds poured into the mine, shaking off a large amount of gravel and soil. The momentum of the knight's gun stalled, and large cracks appeared on its surface. As the violent wind rolled across the border, the cracks spread from the tip of the gun. Pieces of white bones fell off, and the bones of the knight's gun shattered and splashed in all directions.
His bones were broken, his divine power was exhausted, and Dunn, covered in blood and bones, stood there stupidly, muttering that it was impossible.
Death collapsed in the face of nature, which shocked his faith and made him unable to accept it for a while.
It wouldn't matter if it was just his death magic. If you can't beat him, you can't beat him. But this is the divine power of the agent...
"Just practice more and more, there are so many things that are impossible!"
With an expressionless expression, Wayne retracted his fist and rubbed it repeatedly behind his back. If he pushed it too hard, the breath of death might not be able to hurt him, and he might even feel as happy as going home, but his bones were really hard.
Kerr recovered from the shock and looked behind Wayne: "Oh, you rubbed it, it hurts, you hurt."
Where did this nonsense come from!
Wayne was too lazy to pay attention to him, and waved his hand to roll up the vines and wrap them around Dunn. The latter was covered in blood and had no strength to fight anymore. He looked at the rolling green vines with an evil smile on his lips.
His face was covered in blood, and his smile was particularly ferocious.
boom!
The flesh and blood exploded, and minced meat mixed with the aura of death was smeared everywhere. In the rich death, the malice called the curse lingered.
Pieces of white bones emerged from the flesh and blood, and under the guidance of the aura of death, they gathered into a three-meter-tall white bone giant.
The white skeleton peels off flesh and blood, and is filled with an ominous aura. It holds a white bone sword in one hand and a white bone shield in the other. Two dots of white light are beating on the skull, and a gray mist of death is wrapped behind it. It looks like it is brave and good at fighting.
"It's the curse of death. He cursed himself to be tireless, painless, and never fall down."
Kerr frowned and said: "It's better for me to do it. This is more difficult. My holy light can effectively suppress it..."
As he spoke, Wayne had already walked up to the skeleton infantry and punched out, dispelling the air of death. The bones were scattered all over the place. The white skull fell to the ground and rolled around a few times. The light spots in the eye sockets struggled and jumped for a few times before going out. .
"What are you talking about? What can the Holy Light suppress?" Wayne turned around and asked.
Kerr: (_)
I was careless. Someone accidentally misread the magic formula. It was not a stalking curse at all, it was meant to scare people.
Damn the death believers, they still have to deal with him before they die.
Wayne put his fist on his lower back and rubbed it repeatedly, and said, "Kerr, don't stand there in a daze. Come and see, can this guy be saved?"
"Can."
Kerr hummed twice: "As long as I am the seven archangels in charge of the Golden Rule, as long as his soul returns to heaven, he can be saved if these two conditions are met."
So that’s it, I learned a new useless posture.
Kerr dragged the mayor of Wales out of the mine, woke him up with a left hook, and slapped him in the face before he could speak.
"I can't tell, you are quite jealous of evil." Wayne said in surprise. He thought he was the only one like this.
"Who allowed him to marry such a beautiful wife!"
"..."
Wayne was speechless and politely withdrew from the conversation. He picked up the mayor's pistol and stuck it on his back, looking intently into the depths of the mine.
Again, it is impossible to get in. If the mine collapses, who will seek justice in the future?
"Mona, come out immediately if you hear anything."
Wayne shouted and raised his ears to wait for a response. The complexity of the situation in the mine was far beyond imagination, and it was by no means as simple as a straight road.
Wayne pressed one hand on the ground, and a vine sprouted from his feet. As his magic power was injected into it, a small white flower as pure as himself bloomed at the tip of the vine.
Visions are shared, perceptions are expanded.
The vines wander along the ground, deep into the mines with complex terrain. When they encounter forks along the way, the vines grow new branches, with a white flower growing above each branch.
The sound of crawling could be heard in every corner of the mine, looking for Mona's hiding place.
Kerr shivered when he heard it, and whispered: "I have wanted to say it a long time ago, the magic of the Natural Church is too evil."
Ten minutes later, with the help of sensory vision, Wayne saw a familiar butt in a tunnel that almost collapsed.
No, it's a familiar figure.
The plump back is like a peach. Using the adjective of a natural believer, Wayne would like to call it a succulent plant with plenty of moisture.
Mona was wearing the uniform of the tactical team, lying limply on the mound. Her white robe was spotless, her black silk stockings were frayed in many places, she had no shoes on, and she looked drowsy, creating a post-war settlement scene.
Wake up, don't sleep!
The vines climbed to Mona's shoulders, and Wayne couldn't make a sound to wake her up, so he had to hit her face with the whip again and again.
Mona frowned, she was too tired, her eyelids trembled a few times and she couldn't wake up.
Wayne had no choice but to control other vines to gather together, weave a web to cover Mona, and drag her back towards the exit of the mine.
With this tugging, the white robe slid up and retreated directly to her waist.
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Wayne secretly said he was bored, drove away the uncontrollable vines, and controlled the vines to cover his robe tightly.
Is there anything interesting to see? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.
Wayne lifted Mona's body and placed it on a fishing net woven with vines to prevent her face from being disfigured and directly disfigured. He thoughtfully arranged a frontal placement.
Along the way, the stockings were damaged due to friction on the ground, and the scene was settled again.
Three minutes later, the vine net brought Mona back to the entrance of the mine. Wayne raised his hand and snapped his fingers, asking Kerr to come to the rescue.
He doesn't know anything about Holy Light Magic or anything like that, and he's not professional enough.
Kerr half-crouched in front of Mona, placing one hand on her forehead, injecting holy light into her to dispel the pain.
The result is not very good.
"Her injuries are not serious and she has healed on her own. She did not wake up because her thinking was too much. It is understandable that the enemy is indeed capable." Kerr shook his head and could only wait for Mona to wake up on her own.
"Put him on your back and let's get out of here first." Wayne pointed to the mayor and said to Kerr.
"Instead of carrying him, I might as well carry Mona. At least she is still a woman." Kerr looked disgusted and chose a woman among ugly and ugly.
"He is your love rival. If you don't carry him, who will you carry?"
Wayne took a quick step and carried Mona on his shoulders before Kerr. He walked out of the mine and subconsciously patted his butt: "The mayor can die, but he can't die here. There are still a bunch of accomplices waiting for him. Identifying in court is a betrayal of justice. No matter how many people want to do it, they can't find a way out. What do you have to dislike?"
"To put it lightly, you don't even look at how heavy he is."
Kerr refused to have close contact with the mayor of Wales, and dragged him out of the mine by his wrist. The two entered the miners' dormitory, and Kerr threw the man to the ground.
Wayne looked around and saw the dirty floor and the iron frame bed without bedding, and then he chose one and put Mona on the bed.
Today she dares to sleep on the floor, tomorrow she dares to sleep with the boss, rounding up, just go to bed.
"The person has been found, the task is completed, and the next step is my entrusted investigation."
Kerr looked at Wayne, raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember you said that you will write the investigation report, and you will get half of the commission fee."
"I just said it and you took it seriously."
"How can a man keep his word?" Kerr was furious.
How refreshing. As a man, it is inevitable that there will be times when you don't mean what you say.
Wayne waved his middle finger. There was a risk of the mine collapsing at any time. If he went in, he would be a hammer.
At this moment, Mona woke up, raised her arms and shook her groggy head: "Quick, there is a stone slab deep in the mine, go get it quickly."
She had a severe headache. She didn't know if it was an illusion. She felt someone touching her butt while she was half asleep.
It's a very familiar feeling, it's the master... Bah, it's Bruce's method.
Mona looked at the two men present suspiciously, who touched them just now?
(End of chapter)