Chapter 2682 Dead Book

"Dead Book Soul Capture!"

Lin Kang is a curse-type mage. When he saw the first witch was using his butcher knife as food nutrients, he also thought of the next move.

He clenched the iron ink brush in his hand, using the air as a book, and wrote curse words on it.

As soon as the ten Wujia Mountain Dragons transformed from the mountain stinging witch beast were about to make a move, they were immediately bound by something. If you look closely, you will find that there are curse words that Lin Kang quickly wrote around them.

These strange and sinister words are in a row, and in the blood-colored gust of wind, they are like strong chains with whipping power, which tightly bind the Wujiashan Dragon in place.

There are more and more strange characters, and even at the foot of Wujiashan Dragon gradually emerges.

The words of dim light that appeared under their feet were densely packed, and it was written into a full page, which was an exclusive page in the Book of Death!

After this page was completely filled, all the words in the dim light suddenly dimmed. What was astonishing was that the Wujiashan dragon's life was also degrading during the process of dimming the words.

Armor peeling off, flesh shrunken, bones flabby, soul withering...

The strong and ferocious Wujiashan dragon quickly degenerated with the curse on the dead sheet before it could attack Lin Kang.

In the end, the mighty Wujiashan dragon turned into a humble poisonous insect, and the poisonous insect was wrapped in a mass of liquid dirt and finally died.

"Hehehe, I want to see what else you can do." Lin Kang laughed even more wildly.

In the past, the death book was actually very troublesome for Lin Kang to perform, but after the two law systems have been greatly improved, it seems that this kind of big spell has become easier.

"This page is given to you. My dead book does not include nameless people." Lin Kang suddenly pointed the pen in his hand at Mu Bai.

It turned out that Lin Kang wrote eleven pages, and the page full of the most vicious incantations was still behind, and it had Mu Bai's name on it!

Only to die, regardless of life, Lin Kang's death book will not be taken out casually, but since he wants to achieve his supreme status as the city's northern city head, even if the Magic Association Trial Council wants to trouble him, he doesn't mind.

Mu Bai didn't have time to step back. There were faint bloody words around him. The bloody words were connected in a row, like lengthy bamboo slips, not only locked Mu Bai's whole body, but also gave Mu Bai a layer by layer. wrapped up.

"what!!!!"

Mu Bai let out a pained roar, those faint blood words were still on the cursed bamboo slips one second, but the next second they were engraved on Mu Bai's skin.

Every first stroke is extremely deep, almost to the bone, and blood overflows, making every cursed blood look terrifying.

"Death by the butcher's knife is the most comfortable thing, why do you choose the death book?" Lin Kang stared at the bloody Mu Bai, but laughed wildly.

Mu Bai's face was written in blood, but his eyes did not despair and dim because of this unbearable pain for ordinary people.

He stared at Lin Kang, the flames in his chest turned into a fighting will that would never be easily extinguished in his eyes.

"Have you ever seen the real God of Death?" Mu Bai asked coldly in the cursing scratch.

Lin Kang was stunned for a moment.

grim Reaper?

Whoever has seen such a thing, it is only seen by the dying.

And the so-called god is nothing more than some kind of creature with vast supernatural powers.

As long as it is strong enough, anything can be called God.

He Lin Kang, in his own field of judges, isn't he a god of death? With a single stroke of the pen, that person's death is doomed!

"Do you think my death book is just this bit of torture, death book, what I want is your life, but before that, it will make you miserable and make you taste the punishment of hell!" Lin Kang said.

"Some people always like to pretend to be ghosts and fools, and use some curse magic to decorate some of their supernatural powers, but they also pretend to be the book of life and death that determines life and death?" Mu Bai suddenly laughed.

His body was covered in blood and cursed, and the blood on his cheeks was constantly spilling out, but he was smiling. There was an indescribably strange and strange image in this picture.

"I used to be a prison guard in a prison, and I was an executioner. It's strange to say that every prisoner who was escorted to the execution room was very open-minded and very calm, but as long as they were pressed on a chair, When they put on the electrocution helmets, they often became incontinent, said something ashamed, said some ridiculous things, and their mentality was similar to that of a three-year-old child." Lin Kang was not surprised by Mu Bai's behavior, but said to himself. .

"Your current state is exactly the same as them. To be honest, I still miss that time very much. I felt disgusted at first, and then I became more and more looking forward to going to work."

The blood on Mu Bai's body was still flowing, but the torture of the curse was no longer aimed solely at the flesh.

Scraping the bones, Mu Bai felt that these curses began to entangle his bones, and the severe pain made him roar.

But the pain returned to the pain, the roar returned to the roar, and Mu Bai would still laugh at a certain moment.

After the bone torture is over, it comes to the soul.

The curse trilogy, the torture of the flesh, the pain of the bone marrow, the pain of the soul!

At the level of the soul, it is basically irreversible. Mu Bai is very close to death, but he does not look like he has stepped into death at all. It seems that when he reaches the level of the soul, he is relieved!

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The sky was dark, and the blood-colored overcast wind almost formed a storm barrier, making it impossible for anyone to interfere in the fight between the two judges.

Many people heard Mu Bai's screams.

Zhao Manyan was entangled by four strong men, unable to lend a hand to Mu Bai, and there were not many people in Fanxue Mountain who could really intervene in the battle of Lin Kang's level.

"Xinxia, ​​Mu Bai may need your assistance." Jiang Shaoxu said anxiously.

Lin Kang's strength has greatly increased, but Mu Bai remains the same. Whether it is cultivation or hard power, Lin Kang is much stronger than Mu Bai. It is too reluctant to let Mu Bai deal with Lin Kang alone.

"He should be fine." Xinxia replied.

"Why is there nothing, I can feel his pain." Jiang Shaoxu was even more anxious, why did Xinxia not take action.

"My magic, on the contrary, is restraint for him. There is a godhead hidden in his body that runs counter to the power of the Parthenon." Xinxia said calmly.

"God...Godhead??" Jiang Shaoxu felt that he had heard it wrong.

"Jiang Shaoxu, don't worry about him, if Lin Kang uses other powers to kill him, there may be hope, but if you curse..." Mo Fan was not worried about Mu Bai's situation at all.

How can a person who can play chess with the King of Darkness easily die from the curse created by the King of Darkness?

Although Mu Bai's description was very simple at the beginning, Mo Fan knew very well that he had experienced a completely different life during the time when Mu Bai lay in the coffin, perhaps even longer than he had been in this world for more than 20 years...

"But...but he screamed so badly."

"You took a cold shower, didn't you cry when the water was just sprinkled on your body?" Mo Fan said.

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