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"Are you crazy?"

Serin said coldly, the dagger in her hand showing a tendency to move closer.

"What a shame. I thought I was pretty sober."

Yang Weiwu remained unmoved by Serin's blatant threats.

"As for asking for help, no one would seek help in this way just for a good deed. In my opinion, no matter what your purpose is, if it cannot be achieved through friendly negotiation, then it must be a criminal act. On this artificial island, Aurora and I are already semi-illegal residents. Aurora doesn't even have a demon landing permit. Once she makes a mistake, no matter how big or small, she will end up in jail. Why can you, who just met her today, shamelessly let her risk going to jail to do this for you?"

"I..." Serin was speechless for a moment, "I just hope that No. 12 can use the power of the True Ancestor's Familiar to destroy the armor and free my knight's soul so that he will no longer suffer!"

"You are committing a crime by doing this."

"First, the living armor is used to manage the commune's finances. Although it's hard to say whether it's a crime of damaging public property or private property, the ownership of the armor is definitely not in your hands."

"Second, the Artificial Management Commune has issued an order prohibiting vampires from releasing their familiars without permission. Those caught will be fined a minimum of NT$100,000 or sentenced to jail, depending on the damage caused by their familiars."

"Third, combined with the first and second points, Aurora helping you is like living on government property and slapping a government official in the face. In this case, she will only receive the most severe punishment."

"fourth……"

Yang Weiwu knocked down Serin's dagger with his bare hands, grabbed Serin's hand and threw her over his shoulder and pinned her down, with his knee pressing hard against her back.

Police fighting skills were taught to him by his uncle, a forensic doctor, and were combined with some of the fighting skills he had learned personally. They were extremely effective in suppression and counter-suppression, and Yang Weiwu, who had experienced school violence as a child, was no longer a victim.

Now, it allowed Yang Weiwu to escape safely and switched the offensive and defensive positions.

"What makes you think you have me figured out?"

Serin felt as if she was being suppressed by the orcs' terrifying power and her body was unable to move.

"Let me think about it, Miss Serin, you are a demon, right? Even though I have only been on this island for a short time, Genshin Island is a demon special zone, so there is a lot of demon-related knowledge. For example, pale skin, sharp but barely concealed fangs, and red pupils are all characteristics of zombies."

Yang Weiwu grabbed the other person's head with his other hand and forced it to turn. As expected, he saw the other person's scarlet eyes.

"How do you know I'm a zombie? I've been hiding it all along."

"It's too obvious to cover up, which makes people suspicious. Besides, you also said that you are a person from thousands of years ago. If that's true, then you definitely can't be a human being, at least not now."

Serin caught a glimpse of Yang Weiwu's contemptuous look from the corner of her eye, and a surge of anger rose in her heart.

"Is it because I'm a zombie that you won't help me?"

"Silly [beep——], even if you are a princess who is still alive, you have nothing to do with me. You have no favors or blood relationship with me. You are not the first person who dares to be so arrogant to me. But guess why they all offered me an apology that I couldn't refuse afterwards?"

"I...I can apologize too!"

"Snapped!"

Yang Weiwu slapped the man in the face, not too hard or too lightly. It was not because he didn't want to slap him hard, but mainly because this position was a bit awkward.

"If I say you're stupid, you really are stupid. I'm not Japanese. Apologize? Go apologize to the police! Oh, sorry, I forgot. Your situation should be reported to the Demon Attack Bureau and let the Demon Attack Master handle it. But since you are also a demon without a demon landing certificate, I guess you must have logged in illegally. Then your only fate should be to go to jail. Are you happy?"

The hood was pulled off, and Serin's pale face twisted in horror.

"Hahahahaha, yes, that's right, it's this expression, I just want to see you make this expression!"

If conditions permitted, Yang Weiwu would have liked to do a frog jump, but unfortunately he couldn't do that. Otherwise, if the opponent really resisted, he would probably be forced to transform depending on the opponent's strength and his own physical fitness which was slightly better than that of ordinary people.

It’s not that I don’t want to transform, but the scene where Emperor Man jumps like a frog always feels like it will turn into a nightmare.

However, without transforming and without having to care about the other person, Yang Weiwu reveals his true nature more thoroughly than usual. He can do anything, whether it's playing memes, rubbing salt into the wound, or even getting angry in person, and he enjoys it.

"How do you feel now? How are you feeling?"

If it was in the original world, she would probably be called out for not respecting women, but it didn't matter. Even if she was called out in this world, it didn't matter. An absolute feminist of gender equality would not give up beating Serin for such a boring thing. So when Serin was suppressed, the fists of ordinary people fell on her head again and again.

[Wait, isn't Armor Hero a decent guy? ]

"How could it be possible in this world that an Armored Hero would help a mutant beast?"

[But she is a zombie. ]

"Then I haven't turned into the Emperor Man yet. Otherwise, if that were the case, do you think she would still be three-dimensional now?"

[Is this how you judge behavior? Be careful, the necromancer is coming.]

Hearing Xuan Yin Zhi'an's words, Yang Weiwu stood up and jumped away.

The next moment, a knight's long sword was thrown and pierced through the place where he had just been.

"Clap clap-"

"Da da da--"

On the darkened path, crisp applause and the sound of metal hitting the ground could be heard.

"It's amazing. Although he's not an outstanding individual, I didn't expect that an ordinary person could suppress zombies."

The man in the black robe made a cold voice, and beside him, the living armor that he had seen in the museum this afternoon followed quietly.

"Didn't they say we can't move? Are the people who are managing the commune so low-level?"

Yang Weiwu was not surprised that the other party was someone he had seen at the exhibition. His focus was on the living armor that Dino had vowed that he could not activate at all.

"Surprising, right? Of course! Most living armors use spells that grant spirituality, but this guy's driving spell is derived from necromancy, so ordinary activation methods are of course useless."

The necromancer uttered mocking words with pride.

"Those guys didn't know the true value of this thing, so I spent some time to get it. Although this guy messed up on the way, I have to thank you for helping me stop her."

The necromancer stepped on Serin and crushed hard on the spot where the knight's sword pierced through her.

【020】The Knight of Sorrow (VII)

“Gu~Aaaaa——”

A shrill scream rang out, and Serin, who was locked to the ground by the sword, struggled in pain.

Aurora covered her mouth and took a step back in fear.

"What? Are you scared? Of course I am! You know, I am a necromancer who has lived for thousands of years. A mere vampire should be afraid of me."

The sound made by the necromancer was so perverted that even with his face covered, it was enough for Yang Weiwu to add a Malik emoticon under his hood.

If the opponent could really use such powerful facial expressions with a powerful voice, I believe even Yang Weiwu would have to retreat.

But unfortunately, it was just a sound, lacking any finishing touch in the facial expressions, which only made Yang Weiwu more excited.

"Stupid! You've lived for thousands of years and this is all you can do?"

Without a trace of fear at all, Yang Weiwu looked down upon the necromancer with arrogance.

"Eh?"

"A necromancer is someone who explores death to the ultimate level!"

"You kid..."

"They only see the mystery of death, so they should not be afraid of worldly views!"

"...That's true, but learning necromancy..."

"Running naked in the street, digging up graves, body art, enjoying it while it's hot... these are the basics of a damn necromancer!"

"Wh-what are you talking about!"

"So you're just a five! Useless trash! You're even despised for dirtying the shit in the sewer when you flush the toilet!"

The sudden and harsh insult caught the necromancer off guard, and he took a few steps back in confusion.

"Watch out, you're non-recyclable garbage!"

Yang Weiwu took off his T-shirt and threw it to Aurora behind him, showing off his strong and muscular muscles.

The necromancer lowered his head subconsciously when he saw such a nonsensical scene.

"Look! You can't even look at my strong body. How can you be qualified to call yourself a necromancer?"

"You...you're talking nonsense! Who said I can't look straight at you!"

The necromancer, whose professionalism was insulted, raised his head and spoke angrily.

"You wear a hood to hide your timid expression! How can you call yourself brave if you don't even dare to show others your enjoyment?"

"You...you guy..."

The necromancer was so angry that he was like a cat with its fur standing on end. He raised his hand and unbuttoned his robe, and the whole robe fell off his body.

"Look! I don't have the fear you describe on my face! How could a great necromancer be frightened by a common person stripping off his clothes?"

"Uh-huh."

"Crack!"

The clear sound of taking a picture cooled the necromancer's excitement.

"……What are you doing?"

"Hmm? Take a picture!"

“Why are you taking photos?”

"Oh, if I don't provide your face as a clue to Miss Nangong, I'm afraid she won't accept it. After all, I've been told that if there's nothing that can be solved directly, don't bother her, and don't bother her even if there is something."

"Isn't this telling you to stay as far away as possible?! And who is that?!"

"Nangong Nayue, people in the industry seem to call her the Void Witch? Have you heard of her?"

"Varied!"

The necromancer's expression froze.

Of course he had heard of the name of the Void Witch Nangong Nayue.

One of the strongest witches in the world who can use space control techniques at will.

Use the [Lock of Discipline] forged by gods that can seal magic power.

In just less than ten years of his active career as a magic attacker, he earned the reputation of "Demon Slayer".

He defeated powerful demon criminals including dragon slayers, descendants of celestial beings, and old generation vampires head-on.

He would not be afraid even if his opponent was a True Ancestor, but the driving energy of this living armor was magic, and it had no means to target spatial abilities, so he had no chance of winning against the Void Witch.

And he himself... Don't be ridiculous, which necromancer would be stronger than the familiar he controls?

"Tsk~ I'll remember you, little brat!"

The necromancer uttered the harsh words and chanted the spell in a low voice.

The silent knight drew his sword, grabbed the necromancer and quickly left.

……

"Um...should we ignore Miss Celine?"

After returning home, Aurora asked anxiously.

"Didn't we call an ambulance for her? The sword only pierced her arm. The zombies' survivability isn't as good as vampires, but it's not much worse than orcs. Maybe she passed away before the ambulance arrived."

Yang Weiwu didn't care about Aurora's idea.

Yang Weiwu would not have the slightest sympathy for someone who could use the lives of people around you to exploit you, no matter what her reasons were. Calling an ambulance was essentially just for "inspection".

Yang Weiwu was holding a silver flip phone in his hand.

"It's really classy - this commission is really the right one to accept."

On the flip cover of the phone, purple, red, gold and black form a devilish head, symbolizing its true form after exerting its power.

This phone might be too childish for kids, but it's just right for adults.

The appearance of the mobile phone is just a disguise, its true identity is of course an armor summoner.

As a half collector, Yang Weiwu naturally doesn't mind reaching some troublesome deals with Xuanyin Zhian in order to get his own armor summoner.

Single Push

For example, mixing in some boring and meaningless love and hate.

"That phone...is it new?"

Aurora looked at the flip phone in Yang Weiwu's hand with some surprise.