Page 220 [The Seven-Year Itch]
"Karsus, I've heard about you." Nasus didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action. He condensed the dead gray light in the palm of his hand, waved it slowly and said, "It is said that you are in space and necromancy magic.
He has quite a lot of accomplishments." His tone was soothing and his movements were gentle. It didn't sound like he was going to fight someone to the death, but more like he was chatting with a new friend.
"You're flattered." Karsus had no intention of taking action at all. After he sent out the dark red death light, he put his hands together and assumed a posture of talking about the dawn, "I just
Study death, but you study life, the origin of everything. Several of your papers on life magic, such as "Life Magic and Human Body Mechanism", are all on my desk." His tone was also unusually soothing,
There was even some sincerity, as if he really admired and admired Nasus. His attitude was not like that of an undead who had lived for hundreds of years and was knowledgeable, but like that of a junior who was new to magic.
"Oh, you've seen that... those are immature things and not worth mentioning." Nasus laughed in surprise.
"Oh, don't say that." Karsus also laughed.
They smiled like they were good friends who hit it off, not enemies.
Seeing these two guys not taking action, but starting to talk, Chen Senran suddenly felt a headache. In his plan, he originally hoped that Karsus and Lao Du would go together. After all, they spent a lot of time in Khazik
After Nasus, even if he is not hurt, there will always be some loss of energy, and now the two of them will have a much greater chance of winning together.
It's a pity that Karsus was the first to raise the challenge, and it was an ancient ritual of the highest standard. Coupled with the trace of murderous intention that he suddenly revealed before, it was like drawing an invisible line between him and Chen Senran. Their
There was a crack in this alliance, and Chen Senran completely lost the opportunity to speak.
So Chen Senran could only turn his attention to Lao Du, hoping that this old guy would be smarter and more knowledgeable, and take action directly.
But unfortunately, this old guy who had never taken Chen Senran seriously before also ignored him this time. He folded his hands and even showed an interesting smile on his face, as if he was continuing to watch the show.
So Chen Senran was completely passive. At this time, he even started to complain about why God didn't give him a world-defying ability when he traveled through time, just like the male protagonists in other vulgar third-rate stories.
That way he can directly crush everything by himself without having to look at other people's faces.
Looking at the two damn guys who were chatting non-stop and seemed to be having a long academic discussion on the nature of magic, Chen Senran couldn't help but rub his temples a little restlessly. He didn't know why, but his mental strength
There were some fluctuations suddenly at the last moment, as if something bad was about to happen.
Now he really wants to get rid of the bad things here quickly, and then go back to see if the girl is sleeping well.
"Speaking of which, you may not believe it, really." Nasus was still laughing, and as he laughed, he played with the dead gray energy in his hands more and more flexibly, "I have passed by your swamp three times, but I never
It’s really a pity that I didn’t go in because I had something to do.”
"Oh, that's really my loss." Karsus was still laughing, and his hands were still folded in his wide sleeves. No one knew what kind of darkness was brewing inside, "Then we have to have a good time today.
Let’s communicate.” After saying the last word, Karsus suddenly stopped smiling, and he slowly began to take his hands out of his sleeves.
The wind in the air became heavier in vain, and a dull breath gathered around him, squeezing the air and slowing down the falling snow around him for several beats.
"That's right." Nasus obviously felt Karsus' signal, and he stopped smiling.
Looking at Karsus' pair of metal gloves with only one corner exposed, and the dark red lights rushing out, he just waved his hand, and all the dead gray lights between his palms flew up.
Suddenly, it filled the three yards around him, completely swallowing up the scarlet color reflected in the air from Kazik's body, creating a fine, deathly gray fog.
When the fog finally took shape, Karsus' hands were finally freed from his sleeves, and the dark red light completed the same fine fog almost at the same time.
The air was completely squeezed out of that area, the snowflakes stagnated in the air, and two pieces of mist of different colors collided nakedly and without any fancy.
The silent fighting began.
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Ten minutes passed.
Ten minutes passed, and the two pieces of fog still existed, as if nothing had happened, no lightning, thunder, or landslides.
Snow is still snow, and the ground is still ground.
These two guys who just a moment ago were talking about life magic and the origin of everything, something profound and completely incomprehensible. When they moved their hands, it seemed that they were not as powerful as they said. They stood in the fog and looked at each other.
, more like a psycho than a person close to God.
It's just that the thunder is loud and the raindrops are light.
However, Chen Senran knew that this was a real showdown between masters. He even vaguely felt that the dead gray and dark red fog should be the so-called extreme of energy and the materialization of its origin in many energy books.
Performance.
The stagnant wind and stagnant snow near them should be the result of the rules of this world being rejected by their own rules.
This is a truly high-level battle, but I have to admit that it is really boring. As Valoran is known for, even if you watch an ant fight, it is more boring than watching a battle between top summoners.
interesting.
Chen Senran remembered that he once found a documentary literature book called "The Seven Year Itch" in the Obsidian Library. It told the story of a duel between two great summoners. They sat on two opposite peaks and faced each other for seven whole days.
year, and in the end one of them vomited blood for no apparent reason and died of a boring story.
Perhaps in order to reflect the documentary nature of this book, the author tried his best to record every detail and wrote more than one million words in total.
But it is a pity that there are probably no explosive points. The whole book is "On the 15th, Master xx moved a little bit" and "On the 20th, Master xx moved a little bit for the 357th time."
The boredom of duels between summoners can be seen.
A whole magical hour passed.
The two great gods still stood there like sculptures, and the fog was so thick that it could not be dispersed.
Chen Senran yawned and looked at Lao Du who also started to yawn.
Just when he was about to say something to relieve his boredom, Lao Du, who was half yawning, suddenly tightened his expression, and he looked firmly in the direction of Karsus.
I saw that under the weak red light, the dark red mist began to loosen slightly.
Apparently, Karthus was starting to run out of money.
At that moment, Chen Senran saw the hand held by Lao Du loosen, and he put his hand into his clothes.
His expression is like a knife.
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Chapter completed!