The visitor in the darkness quickly showed his figure.

Like all the death wizards here, the whole body of the visitor was covered with black robe, but even through the dim light and this thick robe, Su Wen still felt a strong danger.

After being swept by those eyes hidden in the hood, Su Wen actually felt a chill on his back.

"Who are you?"

Donald frowned and thought, but after thinking for a long time, there seemed to be no answer.

"What a pity, am I forgotten?" The voice from the black robe was hoarse and magnetic. If it weren't for the sense of danger like facing a poisonous snake, Su Wen might have thought the sound was very good, "But I still remember you, I will always remember everything about you, especially the knife you stabbed into my heart."

"Tsk..."

After the initial thoughts, Donald quickly returned to his usual appearance: "You must have recognized the wrong person. I have a good memory, and I can definitely have never seen you." He pointed to Nikola, who was injecting the magic of the undead into the blood-colored vortex in the distance, "Your target should be him, right? Look, that guy is almost taking over the dominance of the undead natural disaster. If you don't do anything, your efforts over the past few years will be useless."

"The Undead Natural Scourge? I never expected it to succeed."

"Huh? As a death wizard, I don't want to release the undead natural disaster. What's the difference between it and a salted fish?"

Seeing Donald who was a little surprised, the Death Mage smiled calmly. Then, he slowly opened his hood, revealing his golden curly hair and an evil and crazy face. Well... Su Wen really couldn't find any better adjectives, so let's just do it. In short, this Death Mage has an extremely handsome appearance, and exudes a lone evil spirit and arrogance in his temperament, which is completely different from the general image of the Death Mage depicted in the classics.

"Of course there is a difference, Donald."

He whispered.

"In my opinion, Death Mage is just a joke. It can make my strength go a long way, but I don't have to bear the price that comes with it. In short, you and I are actually the same kind of person - don't you think this place is so ridiculous that it seems like a boring game?"

"It's not boring to make money." Donald said, his face gradually becoming gloomy. "So, you're in my sight just to tell me this?"

"Yes, I'm just saying hello to you and let you know that I've found you. We have plenty of time in the future and there are many opportunities to meet. If you don't say a word, wouldn't that be rude?"

"Oh, have you been ready to leave something?"

"Of course, as long as you want, my body will be yours." The blonde Death Mage said something that made Su Wen feel extremely chilled, but the next sentence made his whole nerves collapse.

"But before this, this little guy was so annoying, kill him."

Before he could finish his words, Su Wen saw a black line slid towards his neck at an incredible speed. The coldness and danger were instantly audible. Su Wen had no doubt that this black line could cut off his neck effortlessly and take his life.

But he didn't take a step back because...

"bite--"

In front of Su Wen's eyes, a thick air-flow shield suddenly rose, bounced the black line out in a crisp sound. The black line that was bounced into the rocks on the hall wall, leaving only a thin cut.

Donald took action and blocked the deadly attack for Su Wen.

"You attach great importance to him." The Death Mage named Vasirian smiled very cleanly, "Then, I will pay a little attention to him. Since you are the person you are protecting, there will naturally be unusual things - for your sake, I won't kill him this time."

His tone was relaxed, as if he was just deciding where to eat dinner.

Donald's expression became even more gloomy.

He did not say nonsense anymore, but locked Vasirian firmly, appeared in front of him instantly and reached out to grab it. But Donald only touched the hallucinatory air. While Vasirian's illusion body was broken, a bone spear instantly condensed behind him, and then stabbed heavily on Donald's right eye... However, the bone spear showed no sign of breaking the defense at all, but flew backwards like a slingshot and fell into the darkness where a large number of monsters gathered in the distance, causing several tragic wails.

Su Wen finally confirmed that he was shot at the head by the bone spur released by the half-elf death mage not long ago. It was indeed Donald deliberately pretended to be. Because as a necromancer spell that is two levels higher than the bone spur, the penetration ability of the bone spur is not only several times higher than the former? And this kind of reliable killing spell with the same status as that of the elemental mage in the necromancer system, but even Donald's eyelids cannot be pierced, let alone the small bone spur.

However, while Vasirian disappeared, Su Wen still quietly hid towards the inconspicuous darkness - even though he was protected by Donald's high-level wind shield in all directions, the two sides had obviously officially started a war. Su Wen felt that as a novice village, he should not get too close. Maybe the aftermath of a spell would destroy himself, which would not be good.

And, Donald's kind?

Su Wen cares about Vasirian's words very much.

He still hasn't understood what kind of weird existence Donald is. If he can, he really wants to understand it.

"Donald, I'm here."

A faint voice sounded, Su Wen raised his head and found that a Vasirian appeared on both sides of Donald at this time. They looked the same, had the same posture, and even the same movements when they spoke.

"interesting."

Donald snorted coldly, then stretched out his hands, and a shock wave that twisted the air shot towards all directions with it as the center.

"Annihilation--"

His voice sounded again, and the rapidly spreading shock wave instantly covered the two Vasirians. The latter quickly turned into pieces in the twisted air, but no drop of blood flowed out. However, Su Wen keenly noticed that one of them Vasirians had an inconspicuous blue light flashing in the heart of one of them, but the light flashed in a flash, and it seemed that there was no effect at all and it broke with the body.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the shock wave also penetrated the wind shield and swept Su Wen's body, but he just felt that his ears were trembling and itchy, and there was no discomfort other than that.

"Elemental shock, it's a decisive and violent choice."

Soon, Vasirian's voice sounded from the darkness again. Su Wen knew that he would not die so simply, so he was not surprised at all, but Donald slowly stopped his hand, with a... flesh pain on his face?

He stared at the unscathed Vasirian, as if he was looking at a prodigal son: "You are really willing to protect the substitute with a market value of at least 280,000 gold coins just to block a group spell that has not even reached the level of forbidden spell."

"There's no way, or I'll be dead." Vasirian shrugged, but obviously he didn't feel sorry for it. "Besides, since he didn't plan to take them away, it would be meaningless even if it's valuable - to be honest, I still have more than twenty trump cards, and this time I plan to try them all."

"oh?"

Donald's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Why don't you depreciate them and sell them to me, and I will burn the gold coins for you later."

...

Vasirian was silent for a moment.

"are you serious?"

He finally asked.

"Of course, we can talk about business as long as we have something to earn. I don't care if you are a Death Mage or something else."

"No, I mean, why can you be so disgusted with me without any hatred, but instead talk to me in this way. After all, what I did to you back then... was indeed a bit too much."

"I said I don't know you at all."

“…”

Another moment of silence.

Finally, Vasirian chuckled softly.

"I probably understand what's going on. Since that's the case, these things will belong to you. You can treat them as compensation for the past year. Although I think they are far from enough to compensate them, these are already my most valuable things."

Donald took a silver ring thrown by Vasilian in disbelief. After a brief detection, the disbelief on his face not only did not disappear, but instead felt a little more shocked.

"You are such a good person, Holy Light will thank you."

"Thank you for your praise. I'm happy to be praised by you." Vasirian laughed happily, "My purpose was not to declare war with you, but to tell you--now I am finally qualified to talk to you on the same stage, and our future will be extremely exciting."

"Although I don't know what you are talking nonsense, since you are so generous, I decided to give you some time to wash your hair before your death." Donald put away the ring, and the shock on his face gradually turned into calm. He said coldly: "Well, you still have two minutes, and then I will fulfill you."

"No need, please do it now. After this, I will no longer owe you anything."

"good."

So, in Su Wen's eyes, the body of this handsome death wizard was split into pieces, and then turned into minced meat all over the ground...

...

Suppressing himself from looking at the flesh and blood on the ground, Su Wen returned to Donald's side, with a little confused in his eyes.

"Is that solved it? I thought you were going to have a good fight."

"Even if it's not simple, it's just a high-level death wizard, and there's no need to fight." Donald shook his head and said, but his face did not relieve the trouble, but instead he had a few traces of gloom.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I'm just wondering, do I really know him? There's no reason, I can't even remember whether I've seen anyone."

"Well, no matter what, he's dead."

Su Wen said.

But Donald shook his head decisively: "Die? He is not dead. What he died was just this body that looks glossy on the outside but rotten inside. This is not a bad thing for him. Look at the flesh and blood on the ground, it has long been completely infiltrated by the energy of death. So although he is a high-level death wizard, without the help of the King of the Undead, he would never have been promoted to the realm of a magistrate in his life."

Su Wen was puzzled: "So what does this mean..."

"It means...well, look over there, the ceremony of the birth of the resentful baby is about to be completed, and the carnival will begin soon!"
Chapter completed!