Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 226: The drama of killing each other

He is too arrogant, everyone thought.

The barrier constructed by hundreds of magicians will only be broken if it is impacted by equal force.

In this situation, it would be difficult for him to fly away even if he grew wings.

But why did he still look so relaxed and laughed out loud at us?

The wizard looked down at everyone and said, "You want to get rid of me just because of that broken compass?"

Broken compass... Meng Lan's forehead twitched, and Qi power was condensed in his palm. The golden light of magic pierced through the stone pillar where he was standing.

The stone pillars shattered and collapsed, and the wizard flashed to the open space.

"Master of Yishengmen, Ms. Menglan, I have long heard of your great name." He smiled kindly, like an ordinary old man. "If my comments on Luo Pan offended you, then I apologize."

Before Meng Lan could respond, a cultivator shouted, "You concealed your identity and used your position to commit heinous crimes. Countless people have died at your hands. Getting rid of you is to eliminate harm for the people and protect their peace and happiness. Getting rid of you is to crush the wizard's ambition to break the rules by any means!"

"It seems that you all have some misunderstandings about me. I must show some sincerity." The wizard sighed helplessly, "It's a pity to waste such good materials."

Everyone looked at him in confusion, instinctively sensed the danger, and tightened their weapons.

Suddenly a night breeze blew, carrying with it the damp, salty smell of the sea.

The cultivator just now trembled violently for some reason, and then slowly bent down.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the companion puzzledly.

His head was about to touch his thighs, but the momentum of his movement did not stop there. He was like a guillotine, bent at a strange angle, determined to embed his upper body between his legs.

Zizzi——!

"Hiss!" Someone gasped and looked at the cultivator's back in horror.

The originally clean and tidy clothes became charred and tattered, and brown pustules bulged on the exposed skin, secreting oil and emitting sparks.

The abscess swelled to its limit and burst with a "bang", and the oil splashed everywhere in an instant, providing conditions for the flame to land.

What about the cultivator himself? He wailed and roared as he was engulfed by the raging flames. His dark figure swayed and shrank, and was finally completely devoured, leaving nothing behind.

The change took only a few breaths from its occurrence to its end. Everyone had no time to cast spells and could only watch lives fade away.

The wizard activated his magic power, and the sparks dancing on the ground were lifted up, and then slowly fell on his index finger, "This is my gift to you, do you like it?"

Arthurs was trembling all over, and overlapping golden wheels appeared behind him.

This is the wizard they are familiar with, cold-blooded, cruel, and lacking in human morality.

"What a vicious sorcery!"

"Let's do it!"

"Don't be afraid. I didn't use any magic just now. I just helped him warm up the Qi in his body." The wizard smiled, and the rising tone of his voice was very inconsistent with the hunched old body. "If he can sort out and adjust his Qi, he should be able to stand there now and enjoy the pleasure of being reborn, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Meng Lan is the head of a sect and a master in the realm of Heshen. Naturally, she becomes the leader of the cultivators.

They coated their bodies with golden light to protect themselves from the invasion of the wizard's power. Their bodies naturally floated in the air and rushed towards the wizard with a powerful aura.

Barritt condensed a wind blade in his palm and observed the wizard's response. "Did you see it, Arthurs?"

Arthurs nodded, "Yeah." By concentrating the power of the God of Creation on his eyes, he could see a different scene.

"Okay, let's go too." Barrett gave instructions to each team using communication tools, then jumped off the wall with Arthurs, ready to launch an attack.

In a multi-on-one siege battle, the most important thing to pay attention to is the attack range and target.

If you are not careful, your attack will hit your companion, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

Arthurs was finally able to use the combination of lance and holy sacrifice again, weakening the power of the lance to prevent it from piercing the cultivators, while allowing the high-precision holy sacrifice to make up for the damage.

The pitch-black tip of the gun brushed against the wizard's clothes. The wizard took a step to the right, but actually moved several meters directly.

The figure was still uncertain, and the voice seemed to echo in my ears, "It's really dangerous, children can't play with guns and sticks." Look at his agile movements, he doesn't look like a hunchbacked old man at all.

In response to the wizard's provocation, Arthurs chose to remain silent. The overlapping golden wheels rotated in the direction of the wizard's movement, and a golden-red beam of light was emitted at the moment when the figure solidified into a solid body.

This time the wizard was unable to dodge and his shoulder was pierced by the beam. His entire arm fell to his side and blood gushed out.

The cultivator behind him seized the opportunity and bound him in place with chains condensed from Qi power.

The target was unable to move, and everyone attacked him. All the attacks fell on the wizard, and the hunchbacked old turtle suddenly turned into a colorful hedgehog.

"Is he dead?"

"No breathing or heartbeat, probably dead."

That evil wizard died just like that? That was too easy.

Meng Lan's pupils shrank and she quickly raised her hands and clenched them in the air.

The imaginary thing cut her palm and flew to the edge of the encirclement covered in blood.

"careful!"

The knight raised his sword and slashed at the thing, but the blade sank into the floating blood, and there was no feeling of touching the real object at all.

The thing condensed into a whole again, moved upward along the blade, and directly crashed into his armor.

Strange things happened.

The knight, who was originally full of energy, suddenly lost his heartbeat and breathing, like a corpse that was not yet completely cold.

"Are you okay?" the magician next to him asked tentatively.

"Wash! Get out of the way!" Barritt shouted.

The magician named Walsh reacted quickly, tearing open a teleportation scroll and moving to the wall where Barritt and Arthurs were before.

The place where he was originally standing was split open by the sword energy, creating a deep trench, and a dangerous aura surrounded it.

The knight combed his hair back, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes. "You killed an innocent person. Do you still call yourself a righteous person?"

"It's the wizard! He's still alive!"

"What did he mean by what he just said? Could it be that... this isn't possession, but possession?!"

Barritt frowned slightly, "What's the situation now?"

"It's very strange." Arthurs said hesitantly, "After leaving the old man's body, his power was dispersed around and directly stuck to those people."

The wizard, who was moving in the body of a knight, raised his lips and said excitedly, "Since you all want to know, I will show you how to do it!"

As the words fell, a strange atmosphere filled the air.

Among the expeditionary corps and cultivators, more than ten people suddenly stood still, their expressions became extremely cold, and their eyes glowed red.

What happened next was just as everyone expected, a scene of fratricide ensued.

I previously thought that the wizard had become the owner of that body and had to kill him.

Now they suddenly learned that the wizard could enter and control the bodies of living people at will, and if they wanted to kill him they had to kill those innocent people first.

How could they attack with murderous intent?

Barritt and Meng Lan looked at each other from a distance, and led their respective men to quickly adjust their positions to fight against the wizard's puppets respectively.

Arthurs blocked the sword and gathered magic power with his other hand, transforming it into a ferocious fire dragon and striking the wizard in the abdomen.

The wizard stood there unmoved, and the fireball stopped just in front of him, as if it had hit a solid barrier.

Arthurs said solemnly: "You have already controlled them."

"Did you notice that?" The wizard narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly, "You are indeed the savior."

"Then guess how I control them." The wizard's eyes became brighter. "If you guess correctly, there will be a reward."

He raised his sword high, with a strange and powerful aura surrounding him. He approached like a ghost and stabbed at Arthurs' heart with murderous intent.

"Uh!"

Arthurs held the gun with both hands and barely blocked the attack.

Under the heavy pressure of the sword energy, the ground beneath his feet began to crack, and the palm of his hand that was pressing against the gun blade also showed faint bloodstains.

Magic cannot penetrate the wizard's defense. Is holy sacrifice the only option?

No, no, he will die!

Arthur was extremely conflicted and couldn't make a decision.

"It's so ugly."

An ethereal voice suddenly appeared in the noisy environment.

Barritt looked at the newcomers with a puzzled look on his face, "Who are you..."