Gu Zheng felt that there were too many coincidences in this world. He clearly remembered that his master had written down a scar in his notebook on the dark wizard he had severely injured. It was left on the right forehead of the dark wizard and extended from the forehead. To the end of the eye. This scar was left by an ancient sword. This sword almost split the dark wizard's head. Although it was ineffective, the dark wizard's right eye was damaged by the ancient sword, and his vision was greatly reduced.
The ancient sword trembled slightly because it had become excited. It felt from the aura emanating from the dark wizard in front of it that this was once an enemy that the previous owner had not yet solved. Back then, it had been in the hands of this person. He fought against the undead staff for a long time and defeated this man.
Gu Zheng took a deep breath. According to the master's notes, the name of this dark wizard was Moore. He had already become a first-class dark mage back then. Now, Moore has lived for nearly a hundred years, and his attainments may have reached the level of a saint. He was secretly on guard. While actively adjusting the power he had consumed, he carefully looked at Moore in front of him, wanting to observe from Moore's performance what level Moore's power had reached.
At this moment, the dark mage was also looking at Gu Zheng. He was also curious. The aura emanating from the little guy in front of him and the ancient knife in his hand brought back a very embarrassing memory for him. He was still very young at that time, but Around the battlefield of Verdun, he met a guy who was about the same age as the boy in front of him. In order to protect his whereabouts from being discovered and to refine that powerful guy into his own demon puppet, he impulsively attacked him. launched an attack.
That battle was a tragedy that Moore could never imagine in his entire life. During those two days and three nights of fighting, he clearly remembered that he was struck by the young man's thirty-two divine spells, which purified the death breath from his body. A lot. If he hadn't released many captured souls of the undead in time to offset the damage of these spells, he might have been purified. In addition, he was actually fought at close range by that person. For a day and a night, how shameless this is! The dark wizard is best at summoning witchcraft and magic from a distance, and close combat is a fatal weakness. Fortunately, Moore is not an ordinary wizard. He is very good at close combat. He still had extraordinary strength, but his opponent's shamelessness was beyond his imagination. He was using a mithril sword, which could ignore the existence of magical weapons blessed by all magic and witchcraft in time! He used it for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times. The staff forged by nineteen undead souls was split in half by the ancient sword! Countless resentful spirits escaped from the staff and backfired on him. As a result, the man still left traces on his body. He suffered countless scars, including the scar on his forehead. These are all indelible shame! Although he also had some results, it was completely unequal! The man finally summoned a thunder strike. If not He escaped so fast that he might have died in that lightning strike. It took him nearly two years to heal his injuries, and his abilities also dropped drastically. It took him nearly twenty years to recover. It took time to return to his previous peak state, but in these twenty years, he missed the dark wizard's most precious twenty years, otherwise his realm would have been even more brilliant today. It was all that damn guy!
After feeling the aura emanating from Gu Zheng and seeing the ancient mithril sword, Moore's face suddenly showed a hint of ferocity. The feud that had lasted for nearly a hundred years could finally be avenged here!
Gu Zheng could also feel the murderous aura emanating from Moor. Of course he knew why Moor had such strong murderous aura. The grudge between Moor and his master in his previous life was now on his head.
Moore's face was pale and skinny, and his eyes were gray, as if they were glass windows that had not been cleaned for a long time, covered with a thick layer of dust, and like dead fish in the sea. His eyes were dull and lifeless. It was okay to be angry, but Gu Zheng knew how terrifying Moore, the owner of seemingly lifeless eyes, really was.
Moore's body is slightly stooped, but he is very tall, so he is slightly taller than Gu Zheng. On his wrinkled hands, the nails are frighteningly long, and the nails of his left hand are hooked on a lamp that emits a dim light. , his right hand was hidden inside the robe. The inside of the robe was bulging, and it looked like there was something hidden inside.
"Who are you Mo Ze?" Moore asked Master Gu Zheng as soon as he opened his mouth.
As soon as Gu Zheng heard this voice, he was 100% sure that this girl was really the Moore from back then, and now he came to seek revenge.
"You are my master. Who are you?" Gu Zheng naturally would not lose his reputation as a master and admitted it frankly.
"Jie Jie... who am I?" Moore's voice sounded like he was laughing, but his voice was not much better than crying. "I am his old enemy who has been looking for him for more than ninety years! The ancient mithril sword is in your hand. It seems he is dead! Okay! Okay!" Moore's voice sounded like madness.
Gu Zheng's face slowly became gloomy. The master lived for more than a hundred years, and he was sad to see him grow old. However, Gu Zheng respected and loved his master so much that he actually heard this Moore say that his master died well. The anger in his heart quickly burned.
"He is dead, then you will be the one to pay the debt he owed!" Moore took a step forward, and the light in his hand slowly loosened from his hand and fell to the ground. And his right hand slowly took out from his robe, Gu Zheng also saw that Moore's hand like a dead branch was still holding a staff with three skulls inlaid on it!
The staff is an essential tool for every dark wizard. Gu Zheng is clear about this, but this is the first time for Gu Zheng to see such a ferocious staff. After the staff was pulled out, Gu Zheng felt a strong sense of The aura of death! The goosebumps all over his body suddenly wrinkled. He knew very well that there must be a lot of undead attached to the staff!
This Moore is really evil.
Gu Zheng secretly took a breath and was also on guard. He knew very well that there was a big gap between his own strength and this Moore. In his peak state, he might not have a chance of winning in a battle with him, let alone What's more, tonight, he has fought fiercely several times, suffered a lot, and his strength has been greatly weakened. If the opponent uses the strong to attack the weak and waits for work, he will definitely win.
Naturally, Gu Zheng would not be stupid enough to stay and fight with this dark wizard. His eyes were rolling, and his mind was quickly thinking about how to escape from this place and let himself and Feng Yu escape from the clutches of Moore.