Magic Martial Arts

Wiping the yellow bile from the corners of his mouth, the wizard's lips, which were barely visible under the huge brim of his hat, seemed to have turned much paler. It was really disgusting, but at this moment he was laughing, and his laughter was even more ferocious as he spoke:

"Heh... no... no... I've changed my mind... I'm going to torture you... bit by bit... until... I end your life... Heh... I think... you'll 'thank' me... Only death can 'free' you, living will only make you feel 'terrified'... I'm going to make you... regret... coming into this world..."

At this moment, blood was flowing out of the corners of Su Chen's mouth again. His eyes were wide open, full of panic and fear. At the same time, as his heart and lungs rose and fell, the severe pain and spasms caused by the injury made Su Chen cough and gasp violently:

"Ahem...you..."

"Yes, I am 'Uka', the wizard who was injured by the Witch King and escaped during the 'King's Battle'..."

But before Su Chen could finish the rest of his words, the mysterious wizard spoke first, his words were filled with madness and a bit of satisfaction of revenge, it was almost as if the words 'It's me, I won't pretend anymore' were written on his face.

However, Wuka did not finish his words, as he seemed to be caught in some kind of "restlessness" and "reluctance".

"It's all your fault... If it weren't for you... my 'Chele' wouldn't have died... It's all your fault... It's all your fault... It was just a little bit more... Just a little bit more..."

Wuka's old hand, which was wrinkled and not smooth at all, pointed at Su Chen and screamed crazily. It felt like he had drunk too much fake wine mixed with industrial alcohol. He had a headache and wanted to curse everything.

"……you……"

"Yes, I am the biological father of 'Cele'..."

"What?"

In fact, Su Chen originally just wanted to ask:

"You...did you drink too much...how many dishes were there that made you drink so much?"

Who would have thought that he would hear such a "shocking piece of news", so Su Chen's brainstorming began to spin rapidly, and a palace restricted ethical drama "The Lonely Old Queen's Affairs" was about to begin:

It was a dark and windy night. The queen, feeling lonely, empty and a little cold, was lying alone in the big tent, looking up at the skylight in a daze. The grassland king had already fallen asleep with his new princess in his arms. It could be said that each generation of brides replaced the old brides. The coldness of the night was nothing compared to the woman's dejection, so... that "man"... appeared at the right time. His arms were so warm, his chest was so hot, his... uh... the rest cannot be "played"... it has been strictly "cut".

In short, the queen's emptiness was "filled", the queen's loneliness was "comforted", and the queen's discouragement was "warmed", and "hard" "labor" will always have "rewards"... Soon after... "Temuchel" was born... From then on, the royal family of the grassland "Boerjin" had a second "prince", and the old wizard "Uka" had a precious "son"...

What happened next is what Su Chen encountered. Temuchel was the second prince who was ambitious and aspiring. Therefore, he was dissatisfied with the rule of the eldest prince Batubayin, the king of the grassland, so he arranged a series of conspiracies and calculations, and launched the "battle of the king" before the "heavenly closure" ceremony in an attempt to gain the position of the "king of the grassland". Unfortunately, all his expectations were shattered in the end, and all this was because of the beauty and wisdom, the embodiment of heroism and chivalry - Su Chen!

The story ends here...

Su Chen, who was lying on the ground, had a somewhat scattered look in his eyes, but he was forcibly enduring the "injury" and resisting the "pain". It seemed that he had gained a little strength, and he sighed softly, lowered his head and panted as he said:

"Huh... As expected... Huh... You... must be 'hating'... me... Huh..."

"Ok?"

Wuka was silent when he heard this, and stopped looking up and grinning. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the seriously injured Su Chen, and his heart was full of doubts:

"What does this mean? You know you've made a mistake... and you're ready to get emotional?"

Just when Wuka was a little dazed, Su Chen suddenly looked up at Wuka and said weakly in a trembling voice:

"Don't worry... Huh... I can't make it... Huh... How long has it been... Ah... I'm going to die..."

Then, he raised his neck, rolled his eyes, and fell in a pool of blood!

"He's dead... already?"

Wuka witnessed the whole process, but he always felt a little... uneasy... as if something was strange, but he couldn't explain it clearly and couldn't figure it out...

However, Wuka did not seem to think for too long. With an even more ferocious smile on his face, he spoke in a devilish voice:

“Forget it, if you die, you die… But… Don’t think that I will let you go if you die… Hehe… You may not know that what we ‘wizards’ are best at is using ‘corpses’… There are many things… You would never even think of… Hehehe… Hehehe…”

Wuka's madness was almost neurotic at this point. He was bent over and half-crouched, with a pair of wrinkled and extremely old hands crossed in front of his chest. His hideous laughter seemed to be able to echo for a long, long time...

"... Really... You 'old glass'... 'pervert'... actually still want to 'play tricks' on my body... Today... I will represent 'beauty' and 'justice'... 'respect' you..."

With a sudden crisp sound, a yellowish-brown spike suddenly rose from the ground below Wuka, and then passed through... um... an indescribable place... and then... Wuka went to meet his senior family very happily... It can be said that there was no pain at all... He went very... hehe... naturally... and very quickly...

Finally, as the flames on the 'ground spikes' gradually rose, everything would return to dust, ashes to ashes...