Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die.

Chapter 562 Shura, You Are So Stupid

"Lao Zhao, your phone!"

"What the hell are you talking about? You're almost being beaten to death and you're still answering a chick's call!"

"Open your shield a little wider!"

"Stop talking nonsense, or do you want to go your separate ways?"

"What the hell are those proverbs you use?"

"What the hell do you care whether I use proverbs or not!"

"You two are so annoying!" Heidi finally couldn't help but swear.

Are these two men really careless or really clueless, they are still in the mood to bicker even when they are about to die! ?
At this moment, a blood-red terrifying monster stood in front of them, using its sharp arms and long tongue to cut and destroy Zhao Manyan's defense.

The monster's body was tall and twisted, and every inch of its skin was bright blood red, as if it had just walked out of the furnace of hell.

Its eyes flashed an ominous red light, and combined with the cruel sneer on its hideous face, it would definitely become the nightmare of countless people.

Even the super-class and fully-cultivated concubine Bran couldn't gain any advantage against it!
“Mu Bai, what are you doing as a super-class mage? Why don’t you come and lend a hand?” Zhao Manyan cursed as he endured the pain.

Mu Bai was too lazy to pay attention to him.

A strong cold air filled his surroundings, and he saw thick and huge ice chains flying in Mu Bai's direction, crisscrossing in the air...

In front of him, groups of cursed beasts surged up like a tide. When the number reaches a certain level, it becomes quality. A group of commander-level beasts made the super-level Mu Bai unable to move.

"Tyrant Wild Thunder - Wild Thunder Axe!"

Mo Fan jumped up and chopped the blood-red monster with his Thunder Axe.

Clang!
Only a crisp sound was left, and the monster was unharmed.

The neck turned at a creepy and weird angle, and the mouth suddenly opened wide!

Bang!
A cloud of scarlet gas spurted out, luckily Mo Fan reacted quickly and dodged in time.

“Lingling, can you find its weakness?” Mo Fan shouted, “How about I give you a token and tell the monsters to leave?”

Lingling rolled her eyes at him.

"Hehe, why are you guys struggling before death? Wouldn't it be better to just die and go back to the underworld?" A strange voice came from the monster's mouth.

Having said that, the monster obviously enjoyed the resistance of the crowd.

He liked to see his prey struggling desperately but still collapsing in despair, which filled him with joy.

"You were also responsible for the dock explosion and the framing of Xu Fang, right?"

Lingling's face was cold: "This kind of cursed evil power... You are the Black Court Red Clothes, the creator of the Cursed Rainforest, the infamous Shura!"

Thirteen years ago, Shura had set up a cursed magic prison array in the Amazon jungle, trapping to death tens of thousands of refugees whose hometowns were destroyed by demons.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect a little girl to have heard of my name. I'm a little reluctant to kill you... If you're willing to beg me, I can consider letting you stay for a few more nights."

Shura's face was distorted and his smile was particularly creepy.

"Please?"

Lingling looked disdainful: "From a normal person's perspective, you are a villain who deserves to be cut into pieces. From a villain's perspective, you are not qualified either - you are far worse than Saran."

"What did you say?"

Shura’s defense was broken directly.

What he hated to hear most was people saying that he was not as good as Saran!

To put it bluntly, the Cursed Rainforest is a massacre caused by relying on strength, which is not replicable for ordinary criminals.

Although a large number of people died, the impact was far less than that of the Sarangudu incident.

Now Saran's influence is comparable to that of the Pope, and Shura is still criticized as a "brainless and brave man."

"I will kill you!" The tentacles suddenly stretched out and directly pulled Bran away, and Shura strode towards Lingling.

"Frame Xu Fang as a victim, use the power of the Holy City to eliminate him, and by the way, worsen the relationship between a country and a force, and take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters... Shura, can you really come up with such an idea?"

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

Shura's defense was broken even more.

Because the idea was proposed by Saran, he became the executor even though he was at the same level as her. What's even more hateful is that he didn't figure out the pros and cons of it until the next day.

"Curse the Devil's Hell!"

The originally towering, snow-capped mountains seemed to be eroded by an invisible evil force at that moment, and their scenery changed drastically.

The white snow on the top of the mountain was no longer pure and flawless, but gradually became stained with a layer of black, as silent and terrifying as the dead of night.

Then, the black color began to spread, interweaving with the blood-red color, painting the entire snow-capped mountain a pitch-black and blood-red.

The cursed beasts wailed and became food for the cursed devil's prison.

Zhao Manyan's defense was not enough at this time, and only with Branqie holding up the light shield could he barely stand in the Cursed Prison.

"Hahaha, die, die! All of you go to hell!" Shura laughed crazily.

The darkness squeezed one more step, and the blood-red color advanced one more step.

far away.

"This idiot." Saran looked at the sky covered with evil clouds and cursed coldly.

"A man like this can actually become a redcoat. The Pope is really going backwards." Yan Qiu said on the side: "Should we still save him?"

"no need."

Saran said calmly: "Shura is a brainless fool who doesn't know any secrets. He's dead if he dies."

There was one thing she didn't say.

This is the holy city.

Moreover, this is a holy city during the trial period, and there are countless masters.

Not to mention just one Saran, even if the entire Black Court came here they would only die!

"Let's go!"

On the other side, in the yard.

Xu Fang gazed into the distance, and the sound magic extended into the distance.

Zu Xiangtian and a large group of Holy Judge wizards were crowded in the small courtyard. Fortunately, the fruits and vegetables had been harvested and would not be destroyed by these big feet.

"Who is fighting?" Xu Fang asked.

"You'd better not have any other ideas." A Holy Inquisition Mage warned: "Escape during the trial is a serious crime and will be severely punished."

Xu Fang was too lazy to pay attention to him and just looked into the distance with a frown.

The will-o'-the-wisp has already sent feedback, and in the distance, evil power is rising to the sky. It is obvious that a powerful curse mage is fighting.

Powerful auras swept through the air one after another, most of them were from Holy Judge Mages.

Just looking at the scene, it’s enough to capture Hei Ting and Hong Yi alive!
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"Bitch! Bitch!" Shura was locked by powerful forces and screamed.

"You are too stupid." Lingling said.

The only thing Shura relied on to take action was the isolation formation he got from the Holy City, the same one that Zu Xiangtian had used before.

As early as the battle started and Lingling realized that they were no match for the enemy, she asked Mo Fan to release the wolf troops to destroy the formation under the cover of the snow-capped mountains.

The formation was broken, and Shura released overly powerful destructive magic in the broken defense state, dyeing even the snow-capped mountains black and blood red.

Holy City is neither a fool nor a blind man, of course he knows what to do!
(End of this chapter)