Chapter 1542 Arrogant Mortal

"... Haierbo, have you considered what to do after you have truly mastered the rules of death?"

Humans must have goals in order to keep moving forward.

The reason why Haierbo was able to remain in the ground for thousands of years without changing his original intention was precisely because of his unparalleled persistence in pursuing his own goal.

However, the more difficult it is to achieve that goal, and the longer the process of gritted teeth persists, the more people will no longer tolerate other things in their eyes.

Obviously, how can it be possible to look forward to the more distant future when you don't even have room to look up?

Haierbo's goal is undoubtedly extremely lofty. Looking at the history of ancient and modern magic, even in the period when wizard civilization reached its peak, there are only a handful of people who have touched the third-level rules. It was not easy for Hai Erbo, who was born at the end of the ancient wizard civilization era, to have such an ideal.

"After mastering the rules of death?"

To be honest, with Haierbo's wisdom, it's not that he hasn't thought about anything. After all, the most indispensable thing in his life until now is the time to think about it by himself.

But in fact, except for most of the time when he was forced to sleep underground, what Haierbo thought about was indeed how to reach his goal.

It seems that he really hasn't bothered to face up to the matter after the future goal is achieved.

"Well, that's a good question." Haierbo was admiring the ice cones around him, and when Maca asked, he turned around and looked this way for the first time, "Maybe... transform this world into my The way you like it is quite an interesting thing?"

In his words, anyone can probably hear the almost overflowing malice. However, Maca didn't notice any real feeling from it.

Yes, after Hai Erbo took control of "death", it is not difficult to speculate that the world will probably undergo tremendous changes.

But in the final analysis, would a wizard like Haierpo, who had been pursuing the truth of magic all his life, be interested in such a thing that purely vented his personal desires?

As far as Maca knew about Haierbo, it was impossible to think about it.

"It seems that you don't intend to tell me the truth," he also looked at Haierbo from a distance, shaking his head lightly and said, "In that case, it's pointless to talk any further."

As Maca said before, although Hai Erbo looks very casual on the surface, in fact, there is a hint of "can't wait" everywhere.

"yes?"

He heard that Maca seemed to give up the idea of ​​continuing the conversation, and immediately smiled noncommittally. It's a pity that with his current dark and stiff face, no matter what expression he makes, it will give people a creepy feeling.

"Although, I don't think the conversation just now is 'meaningless', but if that's the case, then enjoy the last hearty battle of your life!"

Before he finished speaking, Hai Erbo suddenly raised his hand and waved forward, the vibration on the ground suddenly revived the army of living corpses that stopped suddenly just now, and once again took their forward steps.

Not long after, a large number of living corpses of different shapes rushed out from the darkness behind Haierbo, rumbled past him, smashed the ice cone made by Maca, and rushed towards the ruins of the church.

Soon, Haierbo, who was standing still, was completely overwhelmed by the crowd of living corpses.

"No matter how many times I watch it, it's still so spectacular!"

Maca grinned slightly, and immediately waved his hands again and again. In the blink of an eye, a stream of black flames spewed out again in front of him.

The magic power is constantly being consumed,

But the result brought at this price is that where the flame of the soul burns, the living corpses fall to the ground in pieces. Even with the fog shrouded in it, they never got up and rejoined the attack.

Among the living corpses, Haierbo was actually swept by the soul flames several times, but he just stood there, letting the black flames pour over his body.

"The use of soul rules is becoming more and more proficient," he looked forward blankly, watching his subordinates being wiped out like weeds scorched by wildfire, but he still had the leisure to examine and comment, " It's a pity that you are not 'arrogant' after all, and cannot exert its full power."

As he was talking, he suddenly opened his mouth and took a sharp breath.

The next moment, a majestic attraction suddenly appeared from his mouth, pulling the black flames released by Maca, together with the remnants of the living corpses in front of him, towards his belly past.

Maca saw that the soul flame was out of his control for an instant and was pulled towards Haierbo's direction, so Dang even decisively released the rune. Then, he immediately opened his arms to help Harry, who was hiding in the church ruins behind him, counteract this huge attraction to the soul.

Maca understood that Haierbo was showing himself the true usage of the soul rule. The suction in front of him was exactly the disaster-level ability of the soul rule rune contained in the mirror of devouring.

"'Gluttony'...?"

Today's Maca would no longer be pulled out of his soul under this suction, and he could even protect Harry by the way. This was the benefit of spending energy on researching "arrogance".

But Haierbo's evaluation is indeed correct, and Maca also knows that he will not reach the end of the road of "arrogance". He probably won't get the true power of the Bewitching Monument in this lifetime.

"If I have to say it, all the branches of soul rules that I have come into contact with so far... don't seem to have a high degree of fit with me?"

Once again, he proved that he was an ordinary person. At this kind of time, it would be a bit discouraging to some extent.

When the suction from Haierbo's mouth suddenly stopped, Maca couldn't help but secretly sighed as he looked at the lying corpse between him and Haierbo.

This is the strength gap between him and Haierbo now. From the looks of it now, it is really clear at a glance that the living corpses he destroyed with the soul flame just now are not as many as Haierbo himself can deal with!

However, the army of living corpses is not afraid of death, even if there are corpses lying on the ground in front of them, they still don't stop rushing forward. It didn't take long for Haierbo to be submerged again, and a large number of supplementary enemies filled Maca's entire field of vision.

This time, Maca didn't use the soul flame anymore, because for him who couldn't touch the true meaning of the soul rules, it would be too costly to force it.

"rise!"

Before the enemies gathered around, Maca suddenly lifted his hands up, and an arc-shaped ice wall rose like a city wall, blocking the group of living corpses.

This night battle has only just begun.