Witch, don't be so lazy

Even in the town's notorious slums, as long as you turn around those dirty and messy streets, you can still see luxuriously decorated casinos and brothels.

Even during the day, there is constant noise in here. Passersby just walk by and hear the sound of chips colliding and the ecstatic screams, and their hearts can't help but feel itchy.

And for some reason, these days, maybe the bosses of the Huangtu Gang had some kindness, and finally cleared out those zombie drug addicts, making the roads clean all of a sudden.

Behind those dens of brothels.

In a small courtyard surrounded by high walls.

The steaming hot pot was placed on the table, and the ingredients were laid out one by one, including bean curd, mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, and various kinds of monster meat.

The four biggest bosses of the Huangtu Gang were all gathered here. There was no entertainment because they had some important matters to discuss.

"Fourth Brother, do you think the eldest brother is okay? I see the Aleman family is really angry this time! That Master Lake brought a group of guards and they are very aggressive. Now there are sheriffs watching outside the casino!"

"What are you afraid of? The Lord's Mansion is just trying to take advantage of this situation to get a bigger share. If the leader gives in and surrenders, we'll cooperate and kowtow a few times, then we'll have to tighten our belts for a while, and everything will be fine later."

"Yeah, Third Brother, what are you afraid of? It's not like it hasn't happened before. It's a pity that Little Five got himself into trouble while trying to catch that girl."

"...Have you noticed that the boss has been acting strangely lately? The teeth of those Steppenwolves have turned green, and they have poisonous sores on their bodies. And suddenly he's asking us to kill so many people, causing the Public Security Bureau and the residents to become alert."

"Maybe he's practicing a new spell. Never mind. Didn't you feel really good when you did it? Damn, I thought you were a pervert. You actually like to take advantage of the situation."

"Damn, second brother, you have the nerve to say that. Playing with pedophiles is not that good..."

As he spoke, the third-ranked man picked up a thin roll of mutton and dipped it into the boiling water.

Suddenly.

A huge force hit him, pressing his head down and smashing it straight into the hot pot that was rolling with heat waves. The impact knocked the surrounding plates and porcelain bowls to the ground.

Washing your face with boiling water would make even a werewolf apprentice from the School of Nature wail in pain, not to mention that your hands and feet were twisted into knots for some unknown reason.

But he couldn't speak because his throat was tightly locked by something invisible.

After leaving the hot pot, I felt like someone was pinching my neck and holding it up high, and I could hardly see anything.

I could only vaguely guess that the other three people were not in much better condition. There was water choking in their mouths and noses. Besides the smell of hot pot base, the rest was the smell of blood.

The girl's indifferent voice came to my ears.

"Tell me where Thornes's bedroom and rooms are, and any place he might have hidden things. I want both the money and the supplies."

……

The lord's office in the center of the town.

The tax officer's face was as gloomy as water. "Ms. Luya, are you sure she really said that?"

"of course."

Luya nodded seriously. "As you know, Hans almost ignores us unless we come to him personally and spend a lot of money on consultation. But he has a good relationship with Anke, so he might be using her to remind us."

"...Corpse Explosion Technique, is Thornes going to use it on himself, or is he going to use it to please someone else?"

The head of the Chamber of Commerce also frowned.

"I don't know, but this at least shows that he's secretly planning something. I warned you before that gray wolves are too dangerous to keep."

The school director shook his head. "But you, Aleman, feel too weak to fend off the inspectors from above... Forget it, putting that aside, can you contact Lake?"

"The badge isn't responding! I don't know if it's because the distance is too far, or if there's really something wrong on his end!"

The tax official hesitated and slammed his fist on the table.

"By the way, why didn't An Ke come with you?"

The director suddenly looked at Luya.

"She said she had something to do and left with her small suitcase. It was almost the same time she went out to do a commission this morning... Wait, she shouldn't have accepted any commissions from the Desolate Gang... Oh no, she wouldn't have gone to the Desolate Gang on her own, would she?!"

Luya's face changed.

"She dared to go to someone else's territory, even though she wasn't familiar with it at all. Did she think she was a genius and got so cocky?"

The tax collector was so angry that he laughed. "She just achieved a breakthrough to become a mage, but instead of practicing diligently, she's running around everywhere. Does she think ordinary people and apprentices are no threat?"

"Didn't she manage to kill a leader by chance when she was an apprentice? Poison, guns, explosives, there are plenty of ways! Don't let her be captured alive and cause trouble for us!"

Timely.

The office was pushed open.

The sheriff burst in, breathless.

"Report, report, there was an explosion where the Huangtu Gang is! A large amount of green poisonous gas and smoke was released!"

Luya rushed out without saying a word, and the director sighed and followed closely behind her.

The tax officer cursed angrily, "What a fucking mess!" and left with his supervisor.

……

shop.

Hans examined the letter in front of him, felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then tapped it lightly.

As if soaked in ink, the shadow flooded the surface of the letter, and when it faded again, the paper became white again.

The black handwriting that was once written disappeared with the shadow and spread to a distant place.

"Send it over, contact the other party, make the props, and finally send it back. It will probably take a week, not bad."

Hans pondered, "I wonder how the kid's business will turn out by then. It won't really take a full month, will it?"

In fact, he still felt that An might be able to handle it. After all, he was the kid he invited personally, and he was born to be in the dark world. It should be no problem for him to complete it, but it was hard to say when.

He smacked his lips. "It better be quick. After all, reaching the permafrost wasn't a success. I don't know what Malchana wants her to do, but it's definitely going to take time and effort."

……

Suburbs of town.

Thornes walked on the snow in a white cloak.

He looked back from time to time, looking at the zombie Lake who was following him closely and also wearing a cloak, and his heart was filled with pride.

On the one hand, he was happy that he could turn a wizard of the same level as the Way of War into a zombie. As long as he trained them carefully, the zombies' combat power could be comparable to that of a first-level monster.

Then, like a snowball, more zombies are created and more combat power is increased.

Of course, due to his mental strength and proficiency, there is a limit to the number of zombies he can control, but as long as he can continue to make meritorious contributions, the Disaster Cult has plenty of ways to help him solve this problem.

Suddenly, Thornes felt that the road to success was right under his feet.

On the other hand, there is the pleasure of defeating the strong.

After all, in the eyes of the townspeople, "Grey Wolf" is a terrifying gang leader, but in the eyes of the lord's mansion, there are no grey wolves, only greyhounds.

Indeed, he was afraid of death and was flattering. As long as he could survive and as long as it was profitable, he was willing to kneel down and lick the lord's boots.

But don't let him seize the opportunity to turn the situation around, otherwise...

Ah.

Lake is just the beginning. Just wait, sooner or later I will come back here and turn Yom into a zombie!

Thornes' eyes turned cold, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

of course.

The first priority now is to complete the token of allegiance to the cult, a riot.

He had planned everything long ago: the Steppenwolf carrying the plague, the abandoned members of the Wasteland Gang, and even enough explosives to tie to the zombies. Then, with the help of the corpse explosion technique, he would set off some fireworks in the town...

Thornes couldn't hold back and quickened his pace.

As they got closer to the town, he raised his head and looked at the flames and gray smoke rising in one direction, feeling his head buzzing.

No?

I haven't started yet?

Why did something happen at the gang base?

The tax collector and his men launched an attack? Impossible! That guy is so arrogant, he probably thinks he has everything under control!

But in an instant.

The sound from the front brought Thornes back to his senses in an instant.

"What a coincidence! I just jumped onto the roof and spotted you right away. Even though I'm wearing a cloak that blocks magic, it's a shame it's useless."

"We're very ceremonial too. We didn't go undercover because after observing for a while, we found it unnecessary. So, Miss Encore will just come on stage."

A cute girl in a purple round hat and a beautiful coat is carrying a suitcase and showing a sweet smile.

"We meet at last, Thornes."

Chapter 73 Done

Snow on the outskirts of town.

Looking at the girl in front of him, Thornes's expression was full of excitement.

Even without introducing himself when appearing, he could still recognize who the other person was instantly.

Encore, the little devil who once made me trip!

What made Thornes even more unbelievable was that, at such a young age, how could the other party have successfully been promoted to a mage?

This person must be a top genius in Asda City, right?

Why don't I have this talent?

Shock and jealousy suddenly grew wildly in his heart like weeds.

But in the blink of an eye, Balin was in O7 (9) VIII.

All transformed into uncontrollable ecstasy.

Three mediocre apprentices could be exchanged for the knowledge crystal of "Negative Energy Transformation". If a proper mage were to be bound to the Calamity Cult, the reward he could receive would probably be beyond his imagination...

Subconsciously.

Thornes' eyes flashed with excitement and excitement, and he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Great, great, there's actually a good thing that delivers goods to your door. That's awesome! This is fate's blessing!"

The magical world is full of stories of comebacks and resurgences, whether it's the favor of gods, a pact with demons, or simply finding a hidden treasure in ruins, searching for a lost heritage, or even excelling in those bizarre experiments...

Even if you are just an ordinary person, as long as you are lucky enough, you can still become a legend.

In Thornes' heart, the Disaster Cult is the opportunity he has been waiting for for many years, and the girl in front of him is the most important preparation before he takes off.

Thanks to the other party's stupidity and arrogance, he brought himself to the door.

Just one look and you'll understand.

Like the Aleman family, they felt that they had a strong background, so they never took Thornes seriously. As a result, they were bitten off by Thornes in the end.

This guy obviously thinks he has great talent, and he can't wait to come here to seek revenge as soon as he gets promoted. Oh, or maybe he came here to blackmail him.

Haha, it’s a common problem among geniuses. They always think that the world revolves around themselves.

He didn't even use his brain. Why did he think that he was just promoted and only had a few mastery-level tricks in his hands, so he was qualified to be an enemy of a senior wizard with more than ten years of experience?

Thornes sneered, an idea coming to mind.

The zombie-like wasteland wolves around rushed out like sharp swords, and Lake's corpse also pulled out the obsidian giant sword and charged like a bull.

"I advise you to be honest, otherwise..."

Thornes paused abruptly and didn't finish reading, "Otherwise, if I don't control my strength well when teaching you a lesson, and you get seriously injured, it would be a bad thing, leading to a reduction in the cult's rewards."

Because as he spoke, the moment those syllables popped out, the air twisted, as if something heavy and huge was crushing down.

For an instant.

The pack of rushing steppe wolves disappeared before they had taken two steps, replaced by long stretches of rotten flesh and broken bones, and the dark bloodstains were extremely conspicuous in the vast white snow.

Lake's corpse was like being hit hard, his brain was wide open, the swaying soul fire suddenly dissipated, and he fell straight to the ground.

Instead, the giant obsidian sword floated in the air, swayed twice as if for fun, and then swept past.

The sound of a leg bone breaking.

Even though Thornes had transformed himself into a certain degree of negative energy, he was still a living being due to his rank and skill proficiency, and did not become a corpse.