The next day, Han Shuo was woken up by a heavy garbage bag.
Han Shuo, who was in a good dream, felt a heavy mountain pressing down on him. He quickly got up from the bed and rubbed his eyes. He saw that there was a heavy bag of trash on the bed. He immediately understood who threw the trash through the small window of the grocery store.
He kicked the trash bag off the bed while cursing. With a plop, the trash bag rolled towards the door. Han Shuo was planning to continue sleeping, but then he remembered that someone had thrown a trash bag over, which meant that it was definitely getting late.
He opened the window and looked into the distance. He found that the sun was already hanging high in the sky. He sighed that he had been too tired from practicing the demonic technique yesterday. He must have overslept today. He got out of bed and was planning to go out as soon as possible. Suddenly, he remembered the dream he had yesterday. In the dream, it seemed that the Little Skeleton had sponsored him to teach Fei Qi. He remembered that the dream had come true. Han Shuo was shocked and quickly looked at the small wooden barrel.
Inside the small wooden bucket, the Little Skeleton's two black hand bone rings were placed on the edge of the wooden bucket. Its left leg bone was swinging on its right leg bone, as if it was enjoying a saunas bath. It looked very satisfied.
Seeing that he was still in the small wooden bucket, Han Shuo could not help but heave a sigh of relief. After pondering for a moment, he got up and pushed the small wooden bucket to the bottom of the bed. He took a trash bag to cover the bottom of the bed before opening the door to prepare for the new day.
"Hey, Brian, why are you only here today?”Jack wiped the stone statues along the way and greeted Brian with a smile from afar.
Han Shuo looked around and found that there were no students on this path. He knew that class must have started by now and that he had woken up late today.
"Oh, I was knocked twice on the head by Fitch yesterday, so I overslept!”
"Hehe!" Jack suddenly laughed gloatingly, then sneakily leaned towards Han Shuo and whispered,"Brian, you don't have to be angry anymore. I heard the students talking on the road this morning. I know that Fei Qi was beaten up by the black seven-winged skeleton that appeared last night. His face was swollen!”
Han Shuo was speechless.
It turned out that yesterday's dream was real, but it was different from what he had imagined. This time, Skeleton was obviously more agile and had already finished the task. It was no wonder that the Little Skeleton's posture in the bucket was different from last night when he saw the time in the morning.
"Hey, Brian, why aren't you saying anything? Are you too happy? Haha, I think so too. That black little skeleton was really sharp. After Fei Qi was woken up, he heard that he jumped out of the window after seeing the seven little henchmen slap him. He immediately ran away. Oh! Fei Qi lived on the fourth floor, but he didn't break his bones. It was unbelievable!”
Han Shuo laughed dryly, and his heart was filled with joy. He laughed and said,"Well done, I really don't know who summoned the Little Skeleton, but it actually helped me vent my anger. I've been really lucky recently!”
In the next few days, no bad things happened to Han Shuo, and no one came to Han Shuo to test his sorcery. In these sad and quiet days, Han Shuo came to the lecture hall of the Undead Sorcery students early in the morning and eavesdropped on Zeon's lecture with a broom in his hand.
Perhaps it was because Fei Qi was beaten up by Skeleton, but he didn't come to class for the past few days. He eavesdropped on Zeon's lectures on witchcraft every day. Han Shuo suddenly understood a lot of knowledge about witchcraft that he didn't understand in the past.
In the evening, Han Shuo first practiced the "Ice Devil Flame Art", and bit by bit, he circulated the demonic elemental energy through the path of the "Ice Devil Flame Art" to the five fingers of his right palm. Every time, it was a burning pain, but in the past few days, Han Shuo had been able to circulate the demonic elemental energy to a place that was close to his ability.
Han Shuo was still reading the book," Basics of Undead Sorcery ". He memorized the parts he didn't understand and waited for Zeon's lecture in the morning to see if it was mentioned.
Now that Han Shuo's cooking remuneration had improved, the nutrition in his body had been replenished. Coupled with the fact that he had cultivated demonic techniques, Han Shuo's originally weak body had begun to have some muscles. His short stature seemed to have grown a little taller, and his entire personal temperament had changed slightly.
Han Shuo's transformation was seen by the students of the Undead Evil Arts. They all categorized it as his performance after going crazy. No one paid too much attention to Han Shuo. Han Shuo was also relaxed and calm. Every day, he was still doing things and secretly learning evil arts to cultivate demonic techniques. He was happy to feel the transformation of his body.
"Endless darkness, turn into the Bone Arrow of Disillusionment. Destroy everything in front of me with my will, Bone Arrow!”Following the completion of the incantation, a sharp bone arrow suddenly formed in the void. Under Han Shuo's finger, it flew towards a straw doll in front of him. However, the bone arrow suddenly changed direction midway.
"Pa!"
The bone arrow suddenly exploded halfway, and it seemed to have deviated a lot from its original direction. It didn't even hit the little person made of weeds.
Shaking his head, Han Shuo sighed. Understanding was one thing, but using it was another. This low-level bone arrow evil technique, Han Shuo had been practicing it in this Otaku. Every time, he couldn't use it successfully. Either he couldn't summon it, or the direction was too wrong, or the bone arrow would explode halfway.
Han Shuo understood that if he wanted to use the undead sorcery successfully, repeated practice was necessary. Only through repeated practice could he grasp the secret and use the sorcery without any mistakes.
In the past few days, every night, Han Shuo would practice his magic for a period of time. Then, in the dead of night, he would come to the Otaku Omen that had been " abandoned ". He would secretly practice his undead sorcery in this place. Skeleton would pick up two bags of trash and throw them away. After that, it would obediently stay in one of the Otaku Omen without moving.
Just as Han Shuo was quietly thinking about his own incantation and gestures, and how to use his energy to come up with a question, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps from afar. Han Shuo was shocked and quickly hid in the pile of rocks near your house.
This house was very spacious and it was very quiet at night. Other than Han Shuo who occasionally came over to throw some abandoned evil art materials, there were very few people who came. Han Shuo was secretly cultivating evil arts here because he did not want others to discover it. Now that he heard footsteps, he naturally hid immediately.
In an instant, a tall blue-haired middle-aged man whose clothes were dyed red with blood and who was holding a broadsword suddenly appeared in Han Shuo's eyes. He stumbled over with a hurried expression, not knowing where he was going, and kept peeking at what was behind him.
When he arrived at the place where Han Shuo had practiced his undead sorcery, his body suddenly trembled and he fell to the ground. At this time, he took out a gray handbag from his chest and randomly pushed it on the soft ground twice. He stuffed the handbag into the soil, smoothed it with his hands, got up, and ran forward.
"Dylan, where else can you run to!”A warm voice came from the distance. A black light flashed, and behind the middle-aged man, a kind-looking, thin old man appeared. He had a warm smile on his face, and he wore a gilded Evil Art Robe. In his left hand was a very precious Evil Art Staff inlaid with three red, yellow, and blue gems.
After the frail old mage appeared, a dark green light flew over from afar. When it stopped, the dark green light suddenly dissipated, and a swordsman with a long sword appeared.
"Teacher Duke, how should we deal with Dylan?”After the swordsman arrived, he stood respectfully beside the mage and asked humbly.
The loving old mage Duke frowned, looking at Dylan who was on the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He sighed: "Poor Dylan, I'm afraid it's already too late. He shouldn't have suffered this pain continuously. Eric, please help him!”
"Teacher is truly merciful!" Swordsman Eric praised with a strange expression, suddenly charging towards Dylan who was still running. Han Shuo only saw a dark green light flash in the air, Dylan's back was covered in blood, finally falling to the ground without moving.
Eric put away his sword and squatted down to touch Dylan's body. He looked embarrassed and stood up to say to Duke: "Mr. Duke, the item is no longer with him!”
"How is it approximate?" Duke was shocked, his expression changed. He waved the staff in his hand and Dylan's body suddenly flew in front of him. Duke chanted a wind element spell, and a few sharp wind blades suddenly formed in the air, flying and tearing Dylan's clothes.
Han Shuo stood behind the rocks and saw everything clearly. Just now, Eric suddenly flew out and his sword emitted a dark green light. It was obvious that he was a high-level swordsman.
For such a high-level swordsman to be so respectful to Duke, it was obvious that Duke's identity was getting more and more powerful. This was the first time Han Shuo had seen someone kill someone, and his heart was beating very fast.
"It really isn't on him!" Duke frowned as he muttered to himself. He then waved the staff on his back and Dylan's body was thrown onto the ground like trash.
Duke's staff shook once more, and a violent surge of energy surged towards Han Shuo. Han Shuo's body was involuntarily sent flying towards Duke.
"Hey, how did you know I was there?”Han Shuo's heart was in a mess, and his mouth was even more flustered. He shouted while dancing in the air.
"Hehe, what a cute and innocent young man! Looking at your clothes, you look like someone from the Babylon Magic Martial Academy.”Duke looked at Han Shuo lovingly. After saying this, Han Shuo suddenly fell from the void to the ground.
"Yes, I'm a handyman of the Babylon Academy. I'm here to throw away the discarded evil arts. I didn't see anything just now. En, it's getting late. You guys continue chatting. I'll go back first.”
Han Shuo stood up from the ground and said this with an innocent look on his face. He took two steps towards the Babylon Evil Arts Academy at a leisurely pace, then suddenly sped up and used all his strength to run. He thought to himself that these two people might be unlucky for him, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.
"Hehe, this young man is a little cunning. Eric, send him off!" After Han Shuo passed away, Duke chuckled and said lovingly.
Just as Duke's voice fell, Han Shuo felt a violent airflow approaching him quickly. Please give me a vote. It's intense. Thank you.
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