This is very interesting, although the dragon bath interface is committing crimes, but he has his own job, he has never been interested in the victim's money, making money by himself, can be the bottom line of the murderer, but in Wang Mu's opinion, this pious attitude is even more dangerous.

When she was talking and laughing with her colleague sister next to her, the girl showed one shy expression after another, and it was obvious that she had a good impression of the murderer in front of her.

In fact, there is no need for any metaphor, when it comes to the wind and moon at night, the murderer is like a bright light to lure a moth, which can always arouse the love of the opposite sex for him. His unrestrained style and majesty are full of mystery, and these pure charms are deadly feminine. These charming results make him always live in suave pleasures, and for the girls he really likes, they tend to become lumps covered in blood and thus become friends whom he drinks more.

It's safe to say that if she can't get over that, the seduced girl might turn into a pile of meat tonight, or a wonderful creation conjured up by Custer.

… What is the reason for this, honest people are not liked, and this kind of scum is one after another. Thinking of his rotten femininity, Wang Mu thought of dissatisfaction.

"Dragon bath interface! He shouted behind the murderer.

"Hey!"

Ryusuke subconsciously replied loudly, waiting until he turned around to show a confused expression.

"I'm sorry, huh?"

Thinking carefully in his head, Ryusuke could be sure that he had not seen this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

"Ah, you can call me Wang Mu."

Wang Mu smiled and explained that he had already stretched out his right hand. "I'm your sister's friend, but I haven't seen you in a while. I've heard a lot about your cousin before, so I came over to say hello.

"Sister?

The dragon slayer remembered that it was the "art" he made, fell in love with his sister, and laughed happily.

"My sister's friend? Nice to meet you. I bathe the dragon.

Shen Shen stretched out his hand and joined Wang Mu.

Then he saw three magical items—a purple bracelet—made from spellcasters and master spells.

"I don't know how she's doing."

In order not to expose himself, Wang Mu asked. "A lot of people she knows say there's something wrong with your sister and they can't even get in touch," he said. How much do you know about the dragon's interface?"

"Ahh That," the dragon smiled. "I guess my sister has been home for a while, and I don't want to be disturbed by anything, I have been working in the wood in the winter, and I don't know very well."

"Is that so? Wang Mu thought for a while, raised his head happily and said. "In that case, why don't we talk?" I remember there was a good ramen shop nearby. It's almost noon anyway. ”

"Huh? I have work to do......"

Yulong looked at the goods in his hand and was in a dilemma, and he was a little uncertain.

Long Ming, who was next to his sister, saw the interface dilemma, so he stepped forward. The two people who entered the topic said happily to Ryusuke.

"It's okay, it's rare for Yu Shengjun to see a friend, how can you get together well?" My manager and I will be working here. Not much is left.

"That's really annoying you, Hanako." Yusheng Ryusuke said overjoyed.

To be honest, he didn't know what to talk to his sister's friends, but too many rejections would make one think that he was "indifferent" to his family, an anomaly he didn't see in front of his prey.

He liked this woman.

"Well, don't drink too much."

Hanako smiled and waved her hand, watching the two fade away.

Since the place is still under construction, there are a lot of alleys between the buildings. It is usually the best place for club members, international gangsters and gangsters.

Walking and walking, Wang Mu passed such an alley and stopped.

"Huh? Wang Musan, what's wrong with you?"

Ryusuke walked over strangely, looked at the dark and empty alley, and asked in confusion. "Nothing. If we don't hurry, there may not be a seat. ”

"Dragon bath interface."

Wang Mu read his name again, but this time his tone was much colder.

"I heard, have you been looking for the ultimate art? The moment of death?"

"You ......"

Ryuzhong's eyes widened, and he involuntarily took a step back.

When he heard this, he realized that something was wrong and it was too late to run away.

"Well, I grant your wish."

Afterward, Tamaki Ryusuke lost consciousness and collapsed on the cold concrete floor.

After a while, Wang Mu waited until no one approached, and quietly took Ryusuke out.

Of course, he didn't kill Yu Sheng.

Although this scumbag died better, Wang Mu had other plans.

After Wang Mu mastered the magical knowledge of Jiantong Zangyan for 500 years, his desire for mystery not only did not ease, but became more and more serious, and was even called "magic addiction". Coupled with his quirks, he has a strong desire for this addiction that makes him feel uneasy.

He was deeply aware of the shortcomings and weaknesses of modern magic, so Wang Mu gradually set his sights on "God", a crazy era when magicians were able to destroy the Tucheng Kingdom.

But it didn't work out.

The magic inheritance generation of the gods is considered to be the secret of the magic array, and it may be a faction, or even the bottom card of the family, except for the second heir, and even his own son will not tell, so even if Wang Mu has the knowledge of Tongzangyan's magic, it is also in the generation of God's magic power.

At such times, he remembered one of the most neglected people in the war.

The price of Jill.

The caster is the caster of the Holy Grail War.

Although he represents the "magician", his own magic abilities are quite poor, not to mention that in the Fifth War of Medea, even the distant Sakasaka Ishichen may have a better understanding of magic than he did. Not only that, but the way he attacks is the same as cannon fodder, and the only way he can be seen is when he is summoned by a water demon, which is even more threatening than his own spear.

But there are always exceptions

Jill Dras has an intelligence artifact powerful enough to explode and annihilate.

Few people know the name of a modern magician, but another magician is scary enough.

—Larley's text message.

It was edited by the ancient evil spirit officers and forbidden magicians, and was completed in "The Terror Tide Stone Deep Sea City" and "Laleye", which is a magic book that records the magic of ancient gods and the summoning procedures of gods. Not only does it have a strong symbolic meaning, but it is also blessed by the owner of the cursed city, Crusoe the Sleeper.

Overall, this is a powerful demonic guide to the ancient Book of the Dead, and although the hand of the Italian translation may not be fully recorded, it is certainly knowledge of divinity—nay, perhaps more than divine, and fairly called "ancient".

Wang Mu wanted it very much.

However, wealth is a symbol of honor in life, and combined with itself, whether to use the power of madness hell, or alone is unlikely, so Wang Mu retreated to auxiliary plans, doing some small means of getting out of book knowledge.

For example, the spell of the jade dragon.

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"Hey, wake up, I'm pretty good at controlling the dynamics of Crazy Hell, can't I kill you with one punch?"

Wang Mu asked Lancer to leave the room with Sakura in advance. He didn't want the girl to see the bloody scene that followed.

Wang Mu did not intend to treat the murderer as gently as he did with Sora.

He means business. Incise.

The inner magic begins with an autosuggestive spell. The moisture in the atmosphere surrounded Wang Mu's fingers, forming a small wavy circle, and in this circle, almost a beam of light could make people clearly feel how fast the water was moving.

With a flick of his fingers, the finished incantation flew to Yusheng's right arm, and with a slight touch, he used the spell to cut off his own arm.

As long as it's a little magic, it's good.

"Ah!!h

The pain woke the sleeping dragon, and he screamed and writhed wildly, driven by his physiological reflexes, but he could only stay helplessly in the chair bound by chains.

Wang Mu did not help him deal with the bloodstains, but picked up the arm that fell to the ground and wiped the bloodstains clean.

"You...... Whether ......"

Perhaps the pain was reduced a little, Ryusuke opened his eyes and looked fiercely at Wang Mu in front of him.

Then he was intrigued.

The blood flowing from his body, the exposed flesh of his severed arm, and the broken bones all attracted him, and even the residual pain could not dilute the sudden joy.

"Red ...... It's so beautiful...... Why do we have such bright colors..."

Ryusuke looked at his broken arm, Ni Nan said.

"Your guy."

Wang Mu frowned. The killer's mental problems were much more serious than he thought. It's no longer just a hobby.

"I would like to see more...... Give me more death and red..."

Ryusuke lowered his head and began to tear his body with his teeth with a reverent expression, looking obsessively at his constantly destroying wounds and the blood that kept pouring out.

"What, it turns out that I've always been there...... He muttered, bleeding so much that his consciousness began to blur.

"If I Had Said It Sooner ......"

Even if it was the Terracotta Warriors incident, Yusheng Ryusuke's crazy appearance still made Wang Mu feel a little hairy in his heart.

"You'd rather be a beast than a man." Shake off the blood on his hands and say in disgust.

He turned away, not looking at the mad murderer, but at the red letters on his broken arm.

Or are the three intact, it is said that when Yusheng Ryusuke was hacked to death in the palace, he didn't use the charm, did he use it or didn't want to use it?

Come on, whatever.

This mantra will become an important item in the next step of one's power. As long as a person has access to forbidden and destructive knowledge, it is possible for him or her to be freed from the shackles of "humanity".

With this in mind, Wang Mu gently placed his broken arm on the table in the magic circle that had been drawn.

The mysterious story of a great magician for 500 years.

—The Book of False Priests.