Chapter 88 Causing a Riot

"Zheng~" the sound of cutting metal.

Several cold-light spears were cut off by the sickle.

The guards who came to the room first because of the alarm bell looked at the strange existence floating behind Mu Hua in horror. The iron rod with only the handle of the gun in their hands could no longer increase their sense of security.

They dared not touch the guns on their waists, because the sickle could cut their throats at any time.

Strategy Association? Even if it can strangle the neck of the strategy group, it is just an institution in the ordinary human society after all.

As the chairman of the association and as a noble, it is not difficult for Webster to hire some adventurers, but how many people with real strength are willing to accept their command and domination?

Even if there are, do they really dare to recruit them?

These guards are basically warriors who barely reach the threshold of demon hunters. Perhaps if they are placed among the adventurers in Bear Pig Town, they can also be regarded as roles.

But although Mu Hua is immature, it is obvious that he can no longer be positioned in a conventional way.

The guards' equipment could not stop Tuesday's soul-specific weapons. The bone claws that stretched out from the void pinched their necks and blocked their attempts to shout in their throats.

"Stop! Stop!" An old man in butler's clothes hurried into the room with an anxious shout.

At this time, the spacious and warm bedroom seemed to have turned into a mysterious space.

Dozens of skeleton bone claws stretched out from the void, wielding sickles, and hellhounds with bared teeth and tails.

The witch named Melinda was not only pinched by the bone claws, but also the two dead souls she released from a nameplate were tightly grasped by the skeleton bone claws. The struggling spirits seemed to be crushed by the bone claws at any time.

The old man who appeared was the butler here. Mu Hua had seen him when he first arrived at the villa.

It seemed that there was something urgent to deal with. He found a maid to lead Mu Hua, and he did not come with Mu Hua to see Webster.

The situation is a bit chaotic at the moment. Although the room is spacious, in this relatively closed environment, Mu Hua's series of precautions have made the house spooky.

Yes, Mu Hua thought that all the precautions he came up with were precautions, but now he also felt that it was a bit difficult to end.

"Beavis, what's going on!?" Webster asked the butler with a gloomy face.

His face was dark and gloomy, but Webster was at least no longer as arrogant and excited as before.

The power displayed by Mu Hua made him realize that Mu Hua was not a necromancer, and such a young necromancer could not be "created" without a family background.

"Master, the eldest lady just wanted to see you, and I was just about to send her away."

"This gentleman is the alchemist introduced by Mr. Nick, from the Benson family."

"Mr. Mu Hua, didn't you tell the master who you are?"

Beavis ran into the room and stood in front of Webster. While explaining to Webster, he asked Mu Hua with a wry smile.

"He didn't give me a chance to reveal my identity. Well, maybe this bitch should be blamed. She disrupted what should have been a pleasant meeting." Mu Hua argued, turning his head to look at Melinda who dared not move.

In this world, magicians are still a high-end profession. Don't look at Mu Hua who seems to have easily made a bunch of miscellaneous magic during this period.

But putting aside the adaptability of magic power and intelligence attributes, even if you meet the learning conditions, magic itself is not so easy to learn.

Even demons usually only study magic related to their own talent inheritance. If magic is so easy to learn, low-level demons with longer lifespans than humans would have been raging with flames and thunder.

And witches are famous among humans for their ability to cast spells.

Melinda in front of him is probably less than 30 years old. Although her hands are full of lightning, this witch has not even learned the magic shield. The only bone shield is easily crushed by the bone claws. Mu Hua can make her look like eighteen different things in a minute.

"Hmph!" Hearing Mu Hua's accusation, Melinda snorted coldly and wanted to turn her head, but she couldn't move because her neck was pinched by the bone claws.

"Melinda." Webster called Melinda, and the magic fluctuations on Melinda's body gradually subsided, the magic circle on her hand dissipated, and the lightning disappeared immediately.

"The descendant of the Benson family? As far as I know, you are not that Vic." Webster's voice was calm.

Although Mu Hua made a lot of noise, Webster was not threatened except for a hellhound staring at Webster with ill intentions.

This is probably why Webster calmed down so quickly. Mu Hua didn't dare to touch the dying old man.

"Master, he is a relative of Mrs. Samantha." Beavis explained on the side.

"Yes." Webster thought and nodded.

"Mr. Mu Hua, please forgive the sensitivity of a dying old man to the necromancer. This is a misunderstanding." After a moment of silence, Webster said to Mu Hua.

Looking at Webster, who had regained his composure but still spoke in a somewhat tough tone, Mu Hua was about to speak when he heard hurried footsteps outside the house again.

"Who are you!" an angry female voice, and five bodyguards in suits followed a mature woman to the door.

The woman in front of him was about the same age as Kunna, but had a more explosive figure.

Hairpins, earrings, bracelets, rings, necklaces, surging magic fluctuations. This woman is very beautiful, but her temperament is a little arrogant, perhaps because of the contrast of those precious accessories, arrogance can sometimes really show nobility.

"Father!" Seeing the situation in the house clearly, the woman shouted, and a bodyguard beside her was full of blood.

"Paige, it's okay, it's all misunderstandings." Webster waved his hand coldly, and while speaking, he glanced at the bone claws protruding from all over the house, and his turbid eyes finally looked at Mu Hua.

"Mr. Mu Hua, I have no intersection with the Benson family."

"Without intersection, there is naturally no conflict."

"I don't want to have conflicts with her in the future. Can these be put away?" Webster pointed at the bone claws with his cane and said to Mu Hua.

The Benson family is essentially a business family. Although they are involved in the sale of magic items, Webster does not need to worry about magic items because he can communicate with higher-end channels and has a reputation for righteousness.

The two of them run their own fields, with no friendship or hatred, so Webster's statement is quite appropriate.

"Of course, but the lady's bodyguards had better leave here first." Facing Webster's request, Mu Hua nodded, but looked at the woman named Paige.

"Maybe I can restrain myself from all of you present, but if I have a conflict with these bodyguards, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save their lives."

When Mu Hua said this, Paige's face suddenly changed, but Webster was a little surprised: this kid is really crazy.

"You..." Paige wanted to scold, but was interrupted by Webster.

"Forget it, Paige, let them go." Webster waved his hand and said.

"Father." Paige seemed to resist.

"It's okay, he doesn't need to trouble himself." Webster shook his head.

"..." Paige thought for a while and looked at Mu Hua for a moment.

"You go wait outside the door." Paige said to the bodyguards around her.

The woman's bodyguards are all warriors, especially the one who can make blood overflow. If they have a conflict at close range, Mu Hua will not be able to suppress Melinda as easily as he did.

If you don't want to suffer at the hands of the other party, you have to kill them. If someone dies, it may not end so well.

The bodyguard retreated, but did not go far. He just stood at the corridor outside the room.

The bone claws in the room dissipated, Monday lay beside Mu Hua's legs, and Tuesday sneaked into Mu Hua's body.

"Young man, this..." The released guard also left the room, but Melinda was still pinched by a bone hand, and Webster looked at Mu Hua again.

At this time, watching Mu Hua let a ghost that looked like a banshee enter and exit her body at will, Melinda's eyelids twitched.

She also drove the undead, but she only let the undead attach to the carrying objects.

Even if it was a ghost that had signed a slavery contract, most witches would only allow the ghost to possess them when they were polishing their souls.

Human souls are very delicate, and ghosts are always "rough" when they come into contact with souls, so even if it's just a simple possession, it's not pleasant.

'This is really a ruthless person.' Not only Melinda, but everyone present who had an idea of ​​ghosts couldn't help but think in their hearts.