Chapter 181

This time the old man finally listened.

He stopped, raised his head, and looked directly at Penelope and Martha with a pair of cloudy eyes.

moment!

Penelope felt the world spin for a while, and with a "pop", she fell to the ground together with Martha who had the same reaction, and fell into a coma.

Seeing this scene, the old man smiled coldly with his originally somewhat charitable face, and continued walking. He first glanced at Martha and said calmly:

"The prey will eventually return to the hunter's mouth."

After that, he looked at Penelope again, his eyes sweeping from her pretty face to her sexy and concave figure.

"It's a pity that as a young man, I would definitely not miss this feast."

The old man looked down at his old arms and legs.

After all, the heart is full of energy.

In order to live a few more years, forget it.

The old man was moved by the scene and sighed.

At this moment, while he was lowering his head, Penelope, who was unconscious on the ground, suddenly opened her eyes, pulled out a small pistol with her right hand, and pointed it at the old man's chest.

"Huh?"

The old man was not impressed by Penelope's action of drawing the gun, but was even more surprised that the other party woke up.

Of course he didn't know that Penelope had often been attacked by Robb's [psychic control] in the past, euphemistically called it "exercising psychic resistance."

Penelope didn't know much about resistance at the time. After all, at that time, she consumed more physically than spiritually.

But now...

Facts have proved that Robb's exercise method is indeed effective.

It can definitely be called a good intention.

No, Penelope woke up from a coma early and caught the old man off guard.

boom! boom! boom!

Penelope fired several shots without hesitation.

Even so, the old man still sneered:

"A mere pistol...Fake Squid!!!"

Before he could say anything, the old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rolled and crawled to avoid making any move, and then cursed,

"Witch hunting silver bullet!!! Are you a witch hunter???"

He recognized that what was being shot towards him was the famous witch-hunting silver bullet.

However, it was too late to dodge again.

After the gunshot, two blood flowers bloomed from the old man's body.

Amidst the blood stains, he looked at the silver bullet embedded inside, with the witch-hunting runes on it emitting light, disrupting the flow of surrounding mana.

The old man's face suddenly became ugly.

He never expected that in just one process of recovering prey, that ordinary woman named Penelope would not only wake up early, but also fire a silver bullet for hunting witches.

I almost capsized completely.

Seeing that his body was dripping with blood and his magic power was not smooth, the old man did not dare to neglect, and quickly stretched out his hand, and a fat rabbit nearby jumped over and fell into his hand.

With a click, he broke his neck and pulled it again.

The next second, the old man threw away the rabbit's head and looked at the blood flowing out of the fracture.

He murmured a spell.

The naked eye could see that the rabbit's fat body shriveled up, and streams of blood flowed out and merged into the old man's wounds.

After a few breaths, the old man, who barely suppressed his wounds, stood up again and looked coldly in the direction of Penelope's escape.

He decided to make a good deal with this ignorant woman to repay his hatred.

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Chapter 254 Chapter 254 Dark Wizard

While the old man was busy healing his wounds, Penelope was not idle.

Thinking of it, the old man had been shot many times in the past. As soon as he rolled over, he had already experienced hiding behind the dense trees to hide his figure.

This made Penelope unable to continue firing even if she wanted to.

It was clear that what he was facing was another existence that science could not explain. She didn't force herself, she quickly took out the small mirror she carried with her and called "Robb" three times.

A moment later, Robb's figure appeared on the mirror in response to the call.

Penelope explained the situation as quickly as possible.

Robb nodded: "I'm stopping you here. Petunia, take Martha and run towards me."

Robb stepped out of the mirror and pointed the way.

Penelope didn't waste any time, picked up Martha, who was still in a coma, and immediately approached Robb's body.

On the other side, the re-energized old man was about to take action when Robb stopped him and asked: "What is the relationship between the Dark Mother and you?"

The old man stopped, looked at Robb who suddenly appeared, and said in a bad tone: "A mere projection wants to stop me?"

He recognized Robb's current state immediately.

"Since you know the Mother of Darkness, then my beloved baby was killed by you?"

"Beloved...baby?"

Robb looked at the old man coldly and thought of many things at once.

"So you raised the Dark Mother?" Robb said, mentally condemning the old man to death.

"Sure enough, you are the murderer of my baby." The old man said in the same cold voice.

"First kill your projection, and then kill your body. And that woman and child. This is the consequence of meddling in other people's business."

The old man had a strong murderous intention and stopped talking nonsense. With a wave of his hand, black smoke came out from his body and turned into extremely black resentful spirits, killing Robb with a vicious look on his face.

"Dark magic!" Robb opened his spiritual vision, looked at all this, and said every word.

Every resentful spirit that attacked was brutally killed by the old man during his lifetime. Because of his lingering resentment, he created one resentful spirit after another.

Robb had read information about this in the witch college's books.

Because it is too harmful to the heaven and earth, it has long been listed as a taboo by the witchcraft group, and wizards are not allowed to learn it.

I didn't expect to meet such a dark wizard here.

I don’t know if he is one of the dark wizards hunted by the Witchcraft Group with a bounty on his head.

With the rapid development of information communication technology.

The wizarding world, which keeps pace with the times, has long been able to communicate with each other.

Whether they are those who use evil witchcraft to cruelly harm others, or those who betray the wizard organization and kill the same kind of people, each wizard group will want each other and offer rewards.

As the leader of the entire wizarding world, Cordelia has dealt with similar matters.

Thinking of this, Robb looked at the old man.

At this time, the old man who heard what Robb said about "black magic" laughed loudly and said:

"hypocritical!"

"It's all murder, bullets, swords, and a lot of witchcraft that isn't evil, so my witchcraft is evil?"

"U.S. imperialism has caused so many conflicts and wars around the world, and tens of millions of people have been displaced or died. Isn't this more evil than me? Why do most people still think that they are fighting for freedom and democracy and that it is just? result?"

Other Robbs disagreed, but when the old man mentioned the American emperor, he gave him a thumbs up.

What the old guy said is very insightful, and he can see it more clearly than most Americans who have been educated as a result of happiness.

But Robb still wants to kill him.

The same is murder. Killing with one knife and killing after intentionally cruelly torturing for a long time are completely different concepts.

What's even more critical is the choice of the target to kill.

Robb had only one answer for the old man's targeting of innocent children.

kill!

Boom~~~

The raging fire wave rose out of thin air as Robb glanced at it, and a front servant covered all the resentful spirits that came with black smoke.

The dark wind blows, and the fire waves boil.

Black and fire intertwined rapidly.

The old man's expression quickly changed.

He quickly issued the order.

There were much fewer and weaker resentful spirits than before and they quickly dispersed.

Robb ignored the wraiths.

He looked at the old man, and saw the flames rolling in front of him, crashing towards him like a dragon.

Phew.

Like a balloon bursting, the old man's figure suddenly disappeared.

All that remains is an illusion.

The real him has already arrived on the other side, and at his feet, many birds and beasts have gathered at his feet.

A note that is difficult to describe in words came out of the old man's mouth.

The next second!

All the surrounding birds and beasts exploded with bang bang bang.

All the flesh and blood was strangely fixed in mid-air at this moment, and as the old man stretched out his finger, it cut through the sky as sharply as a bullet.

The power was so strong that many of them penetrated the fire waves and shot straight towards Robb.

Robb, who had only put part of his strength into this, didn't have the strength to deal with it forcefully.

He looked towards the old man's position, and his eyes moved at the moment before the flesh-and-blood bullet approached.

Phantom move!

Whoosh!

Robb appeared next to the old man, bullied him into seeing his old age, and struck him with a heavy blow.

The old man's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly used his backhand.

Brush it~

His tattered coat suddenly bulged, instantly turning him into a fat man.

Robb opened his fist and easily broke through the coat. Before he could penetrate deeply, a violent wave of air exploded, and the old man flew backwards as if he were sitting on a flying monkey.

In the end, only a tattered coat was left.

Robb was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the old man dodged Lengzi's blow.

The old man on the other side who finally landed also said to Robb with an ugly expression:

"Damn the Wizard of Salem!"

Through these hands, he recognized Robb's identity.

What just puzzled him was when did the Salem wizard have such a character.

"Who are you? Why haven't I heard of you before?" the old man asked solemnly.