Chapter 34 Gambling

Looking at Qin Weijie's body, the gray robe did not feel relaxed at all. Instead, he turned his head and looked behind him cautiously. He saw five bricks rushing towards his forehead as if they had eyes.

At the same time, Qin Weijie rushed out of the ruins not far away, coughing blood, blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and his cold eyes were like Shura crawling out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Five bricks locked the head, and the gray robe was exhausted for a while.

"The domain-breaking level is indeed the domain-breaking level! It is not at the same level at all... The backlash of 'black magic, surrogate doll' is really strong." Qin Weijie sighed lightly, and his left eye was bloody.

Then the gray robe seemed to see the terrifying sea of ​​blood and corpses, and countless undead ghosts stood in the shadows behind Qin Weijie, staring at him with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Dead Soul Song!" Qin Weijie shouted, and countless undead ghosts flew out of the shadows behind him in an instant. The screams of the undead and ghosts continued, as if forming a chapter of weird music.

Seeing this, the gray robe's face changed slightly, and he took off his gray robe casually, revealing a half-flesh and half-mechanized body.

At this time, Qin Weijie could see clearly the body hidden under the bachelor's robe. The left arm was a steel claw covered with scales. Looking along the left arm, from the shoulder to the chest and back, it was all covered with blue-black armor. The armor was sutured to the body, and the hideous suture wounds were vivid.

The right arm seemed normal, but it was blue and purple. Based on Qin Weijie's research on magic potions and herbs, there was a high probability that there was a strong toxin on the right hand of the gray robe.

"The spiritual inheritance of the blood of the god of death... As expected! It's a pity that it is only the first level!" The gray robe snorted coldly, and a bloody glow appeared around his body, obviously using the power of blood sacrifice.

The blood behind the gray robe was surging, like a surging sea of ​​blood. The undead ghosts summoned by Qin Weijie rushed towards the gray robe and were swept away by the sea of ​​blood. Only a few could get close.

The evil ghosts who were close to him were crushed into powder by the powerful melee ability of the gray robe before they could bite him.

"You gave me a lot of surprises. I wonder how many more surprises you can bring me next..." The gray robe looked at Qin Weijie with amusement.

Qin Weijie thought to himself, damn, what a pervert! Kill me if you want to kill me, beat me if you want to beat me, what the hell is this playful expression?

"Okay, use your strongest means to attack! Otherwise, you have no way to survive!" The gray robe looked at Qin Weijie and said coldly.

"What exactly are you going to do? Why do you have to catch me? I don't seem to have offended you..." Qin Weijie was unmoved by the threat of the gray robe, and just asked lightly.

Qin Weijie was not arrogant at this time, but he noticed the abnormality of the gray robe.

It is said that everyone's actions will have their own internal behavioral logic. The gray robe seemed to be chasing him, but in fact, he had a chance to kill him in seconds after several consecutive shots, but every time the gray robe gave up lightly.

In addition, the arrests of the 'All-Knowing Alchemy Society' in the past few days were obviously not for killing him. They showed mercy everywhere and were even unwilling to hurt him. They just surrounded him blindly. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the other party only wanted to arrest him, but never killed him.

Although he knew that the other party did not want to kill him, Qin Weijie would not really surrender. Who knows why these lunatics arrested him? What if they took him back for a slice experiment? He would be dead soon.

However, at the moment, although he did not want to admit it, Qin Weijie was really helpless. In the face of absolute strength, his cleverness and means were not worth mentioning.

"Attack me! Maybe I will give you a way to live!" said the gray robe coldly.

Qin Weijie scratched his head: "You don't play by the rules!? Then tell me, how can I give you a chance to live?"

"Use your strongest attack to attack me. If you can push me back one step, I can give you a chance to live and let you go! If you can push me back two steps, I will tell you what you want to know! If you can push me back three steps or more, I can tell you everything!"

"There is something... Then wait a moment, let me warm up for ten minutes!" Qin Weijie said and began to stretch his muscles.

The gray robe frowned when he saw this: "Boy, don't think about wasting time waiting for rescue... I have isolated the surrounding area for several miles. The people from the Ministry of Magic can't detect my attack and can't get here for a while!

Of course, even if they come, I have the confidence to kill you instantly! As for the guy you let go, although he led the group of Muggles away from the battlefield, he still couldn't leave the magic field I set up."

The retreat is completely blocked?

Qin Weijie was also very melancholy at this time. This gray-robed scholar was too difficult to deal with. What happened to the villain's intelligence? Is it really good for you to be so smart?

Qin Weijie had no choice but to accept his fate and try to earn a way out for himself.

The 'blood pupil of death' lit up a bloody light, and in an instant Qin Weijie could see the circulation circuit of the magic power on the gray robe.

The circuit was perfect, with almost no flaws, and there was no way to find the opponent's weaknesses...

In this case, either the opponent really had no flaws, or the level gap was too large, and the blood pupil could not observe the opponent's flaws and weaknesses.

"The only place where the magic power is weak is the part where the alchemical product is connected to the body," Qin Weijie said in his heart, and couldn't help but clench his fist.

The strongest blow, Xuanqi, magic, the power of the god of death, and the power of the netherworld were added to his right fist. Qin Weijie felt that his right fist was about to explode. The strong tingling made Qin Weijie dare not delay for a second, for fear that it would backfire on himself in the next second.

Qin Weijie's current physical strength makes it difficult to withstand the fusion of four powers. He is only mobilizing a small amount of power to gather on his right fist. If he wants to truly use this power, Qin Weijie estimates that he will have to reach the ninth level of magic power or the time to be granted the seal of the mysterious law.

"Ah!! Look at me, Lushan Shenglongba!!"

Gray Robe: "What? Who are you calling daddy?"

The twisted black and gold light came, and before the gray robe could see clearly, he felt a strong sense of threat. This was an instinctive alert to danger.

"This kid really has a trump card!" The gray robe was very surprised and suppressed the throbbing in his heart. He mobilized the "blood sacrifice power" around him to drive the alchemical product, intending to take Qin Weijie's punch.

Qin Weijie's fist fell without making a sound. It was not because of the lack of power, but because the air in the entire space was solidified, so solidified that even the sound could not be made.

The space froze for at least three or four seconds, and then Qin Weijie retreated dozens of meters, his right fist was already bloody and fleshy. As Qin Weijie retreated, a deafening roar broke out, countless smoke and dust were stirred, and the surrounding houses were overturned and turned into ruins.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Qin Weijie looked at the position of the gray robe, only to see that the gray robe was still standing upright, with a strong Qin Weijie's full-strength attack.

The gray robe patted the non-existent dust on his chest, looked at Qin Weijie in the distance, and looked at the one-meter mark under his feet that was forcibly pushed: "Very good! You did push me back one step. According to the agreement, I can spare your life. Go!"

Qin Weijie supported his weakening body and looked at the gray robe, unbelievable: "Did you really keep your promise and let me go?"

Damn it! The villain actually started to talk about morality!?

"I'm willing to accept the loss, you go..."

"Eh!? Why did you arrest me?"

"You have to beat me back two steps before I can answer your question."

"Will you arrest me again in the future?" Qin Weijie asked

"Yes..."

Qin Weijie: "I￥#x-on:%&%￥..."

Looking at Qin Weijie's back as he left indignantly, the gray-robed scholar added: "Contact us when your magic power reaches level eight, and then I will naturally tell you why I arrested you! And be careful of the 'Knights of the Round Table', don't go to King Arthur's Court without permission to accept the so-called award!"

After saying that, the gray-robed scholar waved his hand, rolled up his robe to cover his body, turned around and left.

After making sure that he had walked out of Qin Weijie's sight, the gray-robed scholar couldn't bear it anymore, and instantly knelt on the ground and spit out blood.

Although he had resisted Qin Weijie's attack just now, he also suffered serious internal injuries because of resisting Qin Weijie's punch.

"The Iron Dragon Arm and the Black Wolf Armor were unable to withstand the penetrating power of that kid's punch. That strange force could actually pass through the Iron Dragon Arm and the Black Wolf Armor and directly enter my body! Fortunately, my blood vessels, muscles and internal organs have all been modified, otherwise this blow would have completely crushed my internal organs! Scary kid..."