Chapter 113: General level? It’s not like I haven’t killed anyone before!

Wang Yu sneered when he heard this. Mo Fan was too lazy to say anything more and prepared to continue to use his methods to eliminate all these bastards.

But Huida ignored him and continued talking with his head down, looking like a madman.

“Hahaha~ Genius? Genius! What I hate most in my life are you so-called geniuses!

You rely on your little bit of talent, are self-righteous all day long, and show off your talent intentionally or unintentionally.

You who are so glamorous always trample on ordinary people like us and never care about other people's feelings.

hypocritical! arrogant! nausea! Arrogant! arrogant! Selfish."

Hui roared ferociously at the top of his lungs, as if Wang Yu and the others were the villains, and they, the scum of the Black Church, were the victims.

"I don't care what kind of injustice you have encountered, and I don't bother to care about it. I only know that when you choose to embark on the path of betraying humanity, you will completely become garbage." Wang Yu interrupted Hui angrily. One's negative words.

"When you encounter injustice, you want to degenerate? When you encounter misfortune, you want to drag everyone down with you? Everyone's happiness is achieved through their own efforts!"

Wang Yu has never denied the fact that he cheated, but who can say that he didn't put in more effort and hard work for it?

If the person who just said these words was a poor person who lacked both talent and family background, Wang Yu would also sympathize with him and even feel the same way, because he had lived that life in his previous life.

But the Black Vatican is not worthy! ! !

Traitor! Be punished! ! !

"That's right! Who hasn't made it to where they are today step by step? Who hasn't gone through one boring training after another day and night to achieve such a high level of cultivation? What are you barking about???"

Mo Fan echoed angrily from the side. What bothers him the most is this kind of trash who always blames people for their incompetence, not to mention the Black Vatican.

"What to say to these guys, they are no longer worthy of being human, let alone judging anyone!!!"

The interrupted Huiyi seemed to be in pain. After a moment of silence, he twisted his body and laughed strangely again, his eyes red.

"Hahaha~ How arrogant, how rampant!!!
I want to see if your mouth will be so hard when I tie you up and torture you! ! ! "

“Does this guy have other tricks up his sleeve?” Mo Fan frowned, while Wang Yu was quite expectant.

He said that it was impossible for the Black Church to contain them with such a small force.

Although these beasts are unworthy of being human beings and deserve to be killed, we have to admit that they are not the kind of villains without intelligence.

It should be said that on the contrary, this group of sewer rats are not only good at hiding, making it difficult for the Inquisition to find their tracks, but they are also often capable of coming up with many unexpected and unpredictable conspiracies and schemes.

Creating the Bo City crisis is one of the manifestations of his ability.

Before the heavy rain came, no one except Wang Yu, the time traveler, could detect the dirty deeds of these sewer rats behind their backs.

Just as everyone was hesitating, Huiyi had already started chanting a strange spell.

The spell is like a gray note that can be seen one by one. They float around Hui Yi to form gray ribbons.

The ribbons were intertwined and woven into a gray door full of spells.

The gray door slowly opened, and a dark green light suddenly shot out, directly targeting Wang Yu and Mo Fan who were standing at the front.

Wang Yu was certain that those eyes were filled with hatred and hatred. When the monster walked out of the gray door, he finally saw its appearance clearly.

Its whole body was gray-black, and its wrinkled skin had been tortured many times by strange-shaped iron brands, criss-crossing it, and crawling all over its body like little centipedes.

In terms of body shape, it is almost the same as the Black Beast, but it is also very different from the Black Beast. The aura exuding from this guy is a cursed smell of old evil.

Those gray-green eyes were filled with hatred and anger, and a hoarse and terrifying roar came from its mouth. Just from the aura exuding from its body, it is not difficult to see that the strength of this black beast is far higher than that of ordinary black beasts. Above the beasts!

"This cursed beast was specially lent to me by the priest just in case. I thought that nearly thirty black beasts would be enough to crush you into pieces, but I didn't expect you to actually force me to release it."

"Want to know how it's made? Hehehehe~ We will throw a living person into the cursed pond and soak him. Before soaking, we will first torture him to make him full of resentment. The stronger the resentment he carries, the greater the probability of him turning into a cursed beast."

"Don't worry, you will soon experience the torture. With its general-level strength, none of you will be able to escape!"

"The higher the magician's talent and the stronger his strength, the greater the chance of giving birth to a cursed beast. I hope you won't let me down when the time comes."

"Once I have my own cursed beast, plus my contribution from this mission, I can transform from a small minion into a true Gray Priest! Hahahaha!!! Hahahahahahaha!!!"

Huiyi grinned grimly, already beginning to fantasize about his "bright" future, as if he had made sure to defeat several people.

Listening to Hui Yi's arrogant and hoarse laughter, Zhang Lulu gasped heavily, obviously her mind was being greatly stimulated.

Looking at the horrible and ugly monster that was sticking out its disgusting tongue at her, she trembled all over and almost fainted, tears flowing out uncontrollably.

The cursed beast just stood there, and the cursed aura on its body was like a burst of suffocating poisonous gas, spreading to the surroundings.

Zhang Lulu, who had just gained some hope, was in despair again. Xu Zhaoting, who was restrained on a pillar not far away, also looked ashen.

That Hui Yi had just clearly introduced that the monster in front of him had warrior-level strength, warrior-level! Even if four or five mid-level mages join forces, they may be angry on the spot. No matter how powerful Wang Yu and the others are, they are just a few freshmen who have entered the school for one year. It seems that they are still going to die here.

“I’m sorry, Wang Yu, and I’m sorry, Mo Fan. It’s all because of me who overestimated my own capabilities and barged in that you are in danger,” Xu Zhaoting said with deep regret.

However, facing the sudden appearance of the cursed beast, Wang Yu behaved very calmly.

He didn't even bother to look at this ugly guy, and turned to Xu Zhaoting and said:

"You really should apologize. Why didn't you inform us immediately when you found these beasts? Don't you think of us as your brothers?!"

"We, the people of Bo City, all have a deep blood feud. Facing this bunch of rubbish, we should be united in hatred. How dare you, kid, try to take credit for yourself?"

Wang Yu's questioning stunned everyone present and made their eyelids twitch.

"Uh, my bad." Xu Zhaoting didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He never expected that he was about to die, but Wang Yu cared about this. Aren't you afraid? ? ?
"I say, have you guys had enough chatting!!! Stop calling me a beast and a piece of trash!!!" Hui could no longer endure it and shouted angrily, his face turning green and purple with anger.

"Shut up!!! Do you think you can defeat us just by taking out a cursed beast?" Wang Yu scratched his nose nonchalantly. His confident voice reverberated everywhere, not only causing Zhang Lulu, who was crying with tears in her eyes, to stop sobbing, but also causing the arrogant and grinning Hui Yi to stop and look at him with a question mark on his face.

"Boy, you are so arrogant, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?" Hui San said sinisterly.

"Just because you're a cursed beast makes you feel invincible?" Mo Fan came over and echoed Wang Yu's words.

"He's just a general. It's not like we haven't killed him before!" Wang Yu smiled grimly.

"Huh???" "Huh???"

Xu Zhaoting and Zhang Lulu couldn't help but open their mouths when they heard this. They couldn't believe what they heard.

The pupils of Hui Yi, Hui San and others over there also shrank suddenly. When did they...? ? ?

Wang Yu and Mo Fan did not give these people time to react. They looked at each other tacitly, and a cold smile flashed in their eyes.

Immediately, Wang Yu's figure flashed, and the space magic was activated again to repel all the Black Church bastards who were in the way to the side. At the same time, the power of shadow quietly spread.

"Giant Shadow Nail!!!"

The moment it circled behind the cursed beast, a huge shadow nail suddenly emerged from the depths of the earth and nailed the shadow under the cursed beast, blocking its movements and making it unable to move.

However, this disgusting thing, which can also be attributed to a dark creature, seems to be somewhat resistant to the confining power of the Giant Shadow Nail. After all, it is a general-level creature and its struggle is quite strong, so the Giant Shadow Nail's immobilization is not very reliable.

Wang Yu was not vague when he saw this, and he used his superb space magic again. The "Telepathic Control-Virtual Claw" further locked onto the cursed beast and held it firmly in place.

If he didn't want to reveal too much of his strength, he could have crushed this garbage beast into meat paste with just a telekinesis.

"Mo Fan!!! Do it!!!" Wang Yu shouted at this time.

Without his reminder, Mo Fan, who was in sync with him, had already started building the fire star map above his head.

Now the time is right, he clenched his fists and gathered magic power on his fists.

"Rose Flame - Fiery Fist - Booming Sky!!!"

Then Mo Fan suddenly threw a heavy punch forward. In an instant, a ball of blazing flames flew out from his fist with violent force, cutting through the air and hitting the chest of the cursed beast.

The flames licked its scales, leaving behind a trail of charred marks, and then the Fiery Fist exploded.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the Fiery Fist exploded with astonishing destructive power the moment it touched the chest of the Cursed Beast. Flames and shock waves raged, illuminating everything around it red.

The cursed beast's huge body was hit by this force and staggered back a few steps. Its scales fell off one after another, revealing the charred flesh underneath. Pain and roars intertwined, resounding throughout the battlefield.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yu immediately seized this rare opportunity and once again cast the space magic "Space Rhythm-Compression".

As the space shrank rapidly, an invisible giant hand seemed to form around it, exerting heavy pressure on the wound that Mo Fan had just inflicted, intensifying the pain of the cursed beast.

The cursed beast's struggle became more intense, but under Wang Yu's precise control, the shackles of space made it difficult for it to break free.

At this moment, Mo Fan did not stop his attack, and thunderclouds roared above his head.

"Qianjun-Pili-Yaksha!!!"

As Mo Fan finished speaking, lightning flashed between his fingers again. The power of thunder and lightning quickly gathered and struck down from the thunderclouds, transforming into several forked lightning chain blades that cut through the sky and rushed towards the cursed beast from all angles.

These chain blades intertwined in the air, weaving into a deadly electric net. Each chain blade accurately found the weakness of the cursed beast and surrounded it.

Amid the thunder and lightning, the wails of the cursed beast were drowned out, and the power of thunder ruthlessly tore its body apart.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the silver light in Wang Yu's deep eyes became even brighter.

As soon as he thought about it, the force of space seemed to have its own will, surrounding the huge body of the cursed beast, and the compression effect of space suddenly increased.

The air around it seemed to become sticky, and the distortion of space reached its extreme, bringing an unprecedented sense of oppression to the cursed beast.

As the space compression intensified, the cursed beast's struggle became more and more difficult, and every howl seemed to be fighting against the weight of the entire world.

Its scales made slight crackling sounds due to the compression of the force of space, as if they would burst at any time.

The eyes that once glared fiercely were now filled with fear and despair, as it felt death approaching.

The compression of space not only acts on its exterior, but also seems to penetrate deep into its internal organs, pressing on every one of its organs and causing it unbearable pain.

The wails of the cursed beast became distorted and dull in the distortion of space, and every attempt to break free only made the shackles of space stronger.

Gradually, the scarred skin beneath its scales began to crack open because it could no longer withstand the enormous pressure, and blood and body fluids seeped out under the high pressure.

But before it could spread and dye the surrounding land red, it was shattered and sublimated by Mo Fan's high-temperature thunder.

Its bones made unbearable sounds under the compression force, and several bones broke slightly because they could not bear it.

Mo Fan's thunder took advantage of the opportunity and penetrated into its body. The severe pain caused this warrior-level creature to let out a series of sharp wails.

The cursed beast's struggles gradually weakened until they stopped completely.

Finally, with a flash of the most dazzling lightning, the huge body of the cursed beast fell down in a dazzling light, and completely lost any signs of life.

The originally hideous and terrifying cursed beast has now turned into a pile of charred remains that has been compressed by at least half its volume, and it can no longer maintain its human form.

"That's it???"

“Keep shouting!!!”

Wang Yu and Mo Fan looked at each other and were very satisfied with their tacit cooperation.

"Is this their true strength? I am really far behind them."

At this moment, Mu Nujiao, who finally arrived on the wind track, witnessed the whole process of the cursed beast being turned into ashes by the two people working together. A huge sense of loss unconsciously surged in her heart.
(End of this chapter)