Knock knock knock.
The knocking on the door came at an inopportune moment!
Meanwhile, Aunt Wu said from outside the door:
"Ah Zheng, why didn't you drive today? Auntie came to see you. Are you feeling unwell? Is there anything I can help you with?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Shi became extremely anxious, thinking to herself:
"Aunt Wu, who exactly are you to A-Zheng? You're being too overly enthusiastic. Go away!"
Perhaps seeing that no one answered, the knocking stopped.
Seeing Lu Shi's anxious expression, Qi Shiwu suddenly gave her a strange smile. A flash of silver light appeared in his right hand.
"Squeak"
The doorknob turned by itself.
Then, the door opened.
Aunt Wu exclaimed in surprise and entered the room.
"Hurry up!" Ah Zheng's younger sister suddenly jumped up from Lu Shi's arms and rushed towards the door, screaming at the same time.
This action startled Lu Shi.
Just as she was about to get up and pull the little girl back.
A silver light flashed across the little girl's neck.
Her head landed slowly right in front of Lu Shi, rolling all the way to Aunt Wu's feet.
Just before Aunt Wu screamed.
Another flash of silver light appeared, and Aunt Wu's head fell off.
Everything happened in a matter of seconds.
When Lu Shi came to her senses, two jets of blood spurted from the two headless corpses, spraying blood all over the room.
Some of the girls' blood even splattered on Lu Shi's face and onto her clothes.
With her hands clenched so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh, Lu Shi managed to hold back from making a sound.
What kind of bizarre magic is this?
Since transmigrating, Lu Shi's mental resilience has improved considerably.
Even seeing the scene before her, she still felt intense discomfort.
In an instant, three more decapitated corpses appeared in the room.
And all of this was done by those two demonic beasts in front of us.
Seventy-five killed two people, then, as if nothing had happened, gentlemanly withdrew his right hand and smiled at Lu Shi, saying:
"Beautiful white mage, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you. However, if you don't tell the truth, you might end up like these ordinary people."
Lu Shi lowered her head, not responding to Seventy-Five's words. She was plotting how to deal with the two Shadow Envoys.
With a little girl in my arms, I was a bit hesitant to act rashly.
Now, the person is dead.
Then I should fight those two beasts to the death.
Thinking of this, Lu Shi raised her head and revealed a perfect smile.
That smile completely stunned both Seventy-Three and Seventy-Five.
At the same time, a white light flashed in Lu Shi's eyes.
[Mental shock]
Her first target was Seventy-Five; that eerie silver magic and ruthless killing methods posed the greatest threat.
The magic hit, and Seventy-Five clutched his head and cried out in pain.
His strength was clearly much greater than that of the mages he had encountered before; he only let out a cry of pain, but there was still a trace of clarity in his expression.
Seventy-Three exclaimed in surprise, "Huh, a mental shock? Interesting." Then, he gloated at Seventy-Five, "Seventy-Five, I never thought a dignified space mage like you could be ambushed by a little girl. How shameful!"
But his smile froze on his face.
There is no depiction of a release action.
With a sudden burst of fire magic, Lu Shi unleashed a massive fireball from his right hand.
The heatwave rolled in, carrying immense, unparalleled power.
With a bang, the fireball struck Seventy-Five directly on the head.
A huge fireball exploded.
Seventy-five's head was blown to pieces, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and some blood and brain matter had not yet been splattered out before being evaporated by the high temperature of the flames.
Then, the headless corpse collapsed to the ground with a thud, steam still rising from its neck.
[Slayed a mid-level human mage; soul weight 68g, automatically absorbed]
"An instant fireball, and its power is at least level 4." Seventy-Three wiped a piece of meat off his face and muttered to himself.
Then, he turned around and looked at Lu Shi warily.
"You actually have three elements. No, your soul strength isn't high-level, it's even quite ordinary in the mid-level. Could it be a magical artifact? But a magical artifact that can unleash such a powerful fireball spell... it must be top-grade."
Seventy-three pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he spoke:
"Little beauty, it's such a waste for you to use such a powerful magical artifact. Now I'll give you a chance. Come with me obediently and hand over that magical artifact. I'll give you the chance to be my woman. Seventy-five is dead, so be it. It's good that I don't have to share it with him..."
Seventy-three spoke to the landing poem, his words laced with temptation, and he made promises.
"Be your woman? I'd think you're a pervert if you called me your grandma!" Lu Shi cursed angrily.
A white light flashed in his eyes, delivering another shock to the soul.
This time, however, the psychological impact that never fails to materialize actually fails.
A colorless light rose above the head of the seventy-three-year-old, colliding with the mental shock.
Two invisible spells collided and clashed in space.
The space twisted and deformed for a moment, then returned to calm after a few seconds.
"Haha, my second element is Chaos, your mind magic won't work on me," Seventy-Three said arrogantly.
"Damn it." Lu Shi cursed inwardly, encountering an opponent she couldn't imprison with her mental attack for the first time. She was a little at a loss, and apart from hand-to-hand combat with scissors, she didn't have any other attack combos for the moment.
But Seventy-Three isn't a monster; he's a mysterious Chaos Shadow Mage. Engaging in melee combat in this small room wouldn't be a wise choice.
"You've given me too much of a shock. Let's stop here." Seventy-three seemed to have lost interest.
Never mind, let's give it a shot.
Lu Shi unleashed an instant fireball with his right hand and began drawing a wind prison with his left.
Simultaneously depicting two magic systems made Lu Shi, who was already somewhat exhausted, feel dizzy.
Seventy-three remained calm and composed, drawing a circle with his right hand to trap the incoming fireball. The enormous fireball vanished instantly, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.
But before he could even feel smug, he saw the blue light emanating from Lu Shi's left hand, and his expression changed drastically.
This is... a wind-based spell.
It's still describing the release, not using a magical artifact.
"not good."
The thought had just crossed Qi San's mind.
A blue light had enveloped his entire body.
The strong wind tied him up.
Lu Shi breathed a sigh of relief and began drawing fire spells again.
Burning
At the same time, he followed up with an instant-cast fireball.
"You son of a bitch, why aren't you dead yet?"
Flames erupted from Seventy-Three's body, and at the same time, a large fireball rushed towards him.
Seventy-three didn't even utter a sound before collapsing to the ground, burning into a human-shaped torch.
Looking at the burning Seventy-Three, Lu Shi let her hands fall limply and exhaled.
"Finally, we took him down."
Lu Shi was still a little worried.
wrong.
Something just doesn't feel right.
【Wind Track】
Lu Shi began to draw wind magic with her feet, and a blue light began to flash beneath her feet.
I finally realized what was wrong.
There are no small prompts.
Seventy-three...
He did not die.
Then, Lu Shi witnessed a bizarre scene.
The flames burning on Seventy-Three's body went out.
Then his charred body began to revert to its original state, and even his burned clothes began to recover, as if everything was playing back in fast-forward.
In just a few breaths.
Seventy-three stood there once again, perfectly unharmed.
"Ah!" Seventy-three exclaimed in surprise.
"You actually managed to put me into a near-death state, triggering my Chaos Reversal power. I only have this one chance in my life! You... deserve to die."
As Seventy-Three's sinister words fell, shadow magic erupted, and three shadow nails shot towards Lu Shi.
Lu Shi, who was prepared, moved with a flicker of wind, her body like a gentle breeze, and floated out of the room, dodging the three shadow nails that were shot at her.
"You can't escape." Seventy-Three smiled sinisterly, his figure slowly disappearing from the spot.
Rushing out of the room, Lu Shi ran towards the elevator.
Then, she suddenly darted to the left, disappeared, and entered the emergency exit staircase.
Three more Shadow Spikes grazed her body and struck the elevator door.
Ding ding ding.
Three grooves appeared instantly on the elevator door.
Before Lu Shi could catch her breath, she noticed that the dark figure of Seventy-Three was slowly emerging from the corner of the stairs leading downstairs.
Lu Shi gritted her teeth and sprinted up the stairs after casting an instant fireball.
A flash of cyan light, amplified by the wind track, propelled Lu Shi through the dark stairwell. So fast, in fact, that she had already reached the next floor the moment the motion-sensor lights came on.
In the blink of an eye, she rushed up to the eleventh floor.
The buildings in this old residential area are not tall, only about fifteen stories high.
When she reached the eleventh floor, Lu Shi stopped to catch her breath.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh.
But as soon as she stopped, three more shadow spikes came hurtling towards her.
With a misstep, the nails formed by shadow magic shot into the stair railing, the powerful force snapping that section of the railing in two.
At the same time, the figure of Seventy-Three reappeared from the dark corner.
"It's really persistent." Lu Shi looked at the figure that Seventy-Three had appeared, then suddenly realized something, slapped his forehead, and muttered to himself, "I know. Movement skills in shadow magic can only be activated in the dark. Under the light, they will be nowhere to hide."
Thinking about it, Lu Shi looked up and seemed to be able to see the large terrace outside through the stairs.
Then let's fight to the death under the sun.
You dark, monstrous creature, you beast!
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