Chapter 344: Mantra

Muria first waved her hand under the coercion of the magical spirit, and began to stiffen her body into the half plane. Then she stepped into the void and looked calmly at the demon who was able to tremble ordinary creatures. Film, and even the mood to look at it, reminiscent of the fairy tales of previous lives.
The appearance of the shadow in this cursed book is similar to that of Aladdin's lamp in the story of his previous life. The upper body is an entity, and the lower body is a state of smoke connected to an object.
However, Aladdin's lamp smoke end is linked to a lamp, and Muria's upper body is almost the same as the shadow of the deep prison refining magic, and the end of the tail is connected to a metal book surrounded by black gas.
And the Aladdin Lantern God will fulfill any wish of those who awaken it, but this one in front of Muria does not have enough strength and details, whoever provokes it will die.
"Quack! Ignorant and weak creatures, do you want to be my master?" The curse spirit contained in the book of mourners looked at Muria maliciously, and the dark air filled the surrounding blue sky and white clouds gradually Become dark.
Looking from the ground to Muria's current position in the sky, it is like a drop of ink falling into a landscape painting full of beautiful and peaceful atmosphere, which is extremely discordant.
"Think?" Muria stared at the curse in front of her, with a hint of irony in the corner of her mouth. "I'm your master now."
"Quack!" Hearing Muria's words, the horrible ghost shadow laughed, and seemed to hear some jokes, "Not even a legend, but also want to be my master, really a stupid and ignorant sad creature . "
"Oh!" The harsh metal collision sounded, and Muria, who was taunted by the curse, said nothing, took out the Seven Sin Swords, and split it on its body covered with a black gas, sparks splattered.
A deep knife mark appeared on the cover of the book of mourners. At the same time, the spirit of the curse uttered a scream, and the terrible shadow of the ghost was distorted, and even many locations collapsed into a black gas.
"Honestly, obediently leaves me with a spiritual mark."
"Roar! Damn cricket ants." The cursed spirit that was cut off by Muria with a stab, snarled, split into a thick black snake-like gas, and rushed to Muria.
The cursed spirit evolved from the book of mourning. Its body is the cursed book. It should not have the touch of flesh and blood creatures such as pain, but Muria ’s weapons have soul-killing properties. Let this cursed spirit know what pain is for the first time.
"Idiot!" Seeing that black gas was pouring towards him, Muria's face was also not afraid, and did not do any defense or resistance. Even if he knew that the black gas was all kinds of curses.
expensive! The black gas has not yet touched Muria's figure. A golden dragon king virtual shadow appeared behind Muria, roaring in the sky, all the black gas was scattered, and the surrounding blue sky and white clouds were swept away instantly.
All curses are invading, and only curses that can damage the deities can take effect on Muria. Obviously, the book of mourners does not have curses of this level. If there is, it should not appear in Muria now. Hands.
"What on earth do you have?" Under the protection of Muria's body of Dragon King's blood, the screams of black spirit that broke apart from the curse spirit sounded louder than before.
"Your master!" Upon hearing the scream, Detective Muria grabbed at this powerfully cursed book. The spiritual power extends, ignoring its weak resistance, and naturally leaves a spiritual imprint in it.
"Even if you leave a mark on me, I will not obey you." A few black gas slowly rose from the cursed book, condensing into an illusion of refining magic.
"Really?" Muria looked at the knife marks on the metal cover that were slowly creeping and healed, showing a contemptuous smile on her face, then holding the Seven Sin Sword in her hand and chopping off again.
"Well! Even if you destroy me, I won't give in to you, no one can control me, I want to be free." The curse sternly miserable, like a loyal and loyal man who would rather die.
"Well, I didn't see it. There was a book of spirits, and there was still the ideal of pursuing freedom." After hearing this mantra of idealism, Muria's face showed admiration, and then the knife in her hand joined again. Cut it, leaving a deep cut on the cover of the Book of Curses.
"Oh!" "Oh!" ... A very regular chop sounded in the sky, with a unique flavor. At the beginning, each chop sounded a scream, and a very hard word sounded.
But gradually, the screams turned into weak wailing, and those very hard words originally became words of begging.
"Master, don't cut it, you will cut it down again, I will really die." On the book of cursed scars, the manifestation of the manifestation is almost transparent, and the shape of the curse, which is not much larger than the halfling, is on the face. Fascinating, begging Muria for mercy.
"Aren't you pursuing freedom, for the sake of freedom, even if the annihilation of spirits does not hesitate." Muria obliquely scorned this mantra that could have begged him for mercy for a long time.
Never overestimate yourself. This cursed spirit, after being slashed five times by Muria, gave up all discipline and began to ask Muria for mercy.
Every time the sword goes down, existence will annihilate a part of it. This kind of pain, and the fear of self-fading, can't bear the curse. It has never encountered Muria before, and it can ignore its curse.
The curse is invalid, so it has no threat to Muria, and can't run away. It can only be chopped by Muria, and in the end, it can only beg for mercy.
"I don't want to be free, master, I just want to continue to exist now ~ EbookFREE.me ~ without deception, the mantra of the spirit in front of Muria said its truest thought, that is under Muria , The real idea that just came out.
"Will you be obedient?" Muria asked eagerly, holding the Sin Sword, looking at the posture, slightly wrong, and he would cut it relentlessly.
"I do." The curse nodded like a pounding garlic.
"Okay, follow the location of these scale owners." Muria waved and spilled the five-colored dragon scales that had not been found.
"No problem, master." This heavy book was opened, and the pages made from the skin of the refining monsters were flipped, and dragon scales fell into it, becoming the medium, leaving their original master's figure Which manifested.
Seeing a series of vivid dragon figures appearing on the pages of the book, Muria's face showed a smile of satisfaction.
"Do you want to curse these dragons? Master, as long as you want, I can let them die in pain and fear at any time."
"They are my slaves!"