"This~ This is OK?" Lu Chen looked at the shadow's strange behavior in the thick fog with a surprised face, and a line "It's terrible to be uneducated" appeared in his head.

Before he could have any other thoughts, Lu Chen suddenly heard the old man’s surprised voice: “Little Lu Chen, then ~ what is that? Did I do it? This is what you want?”

At this time, Lu Chen found that the old man had turned his direction and no longer leaned against the stone pillar. He pointed his right hand at the top of the fog.

Lu Chen, who was a little dazed, looked over and found that there were two thin, but thicker black fogs above the two thick fogs that were becoming increasingly "slimming", and gradually expanded, and white flashes lit up from time to time in the section.

"Yun Shan? Damn it, how could it be Yun Shan?" Lu Chen was a little surprised at first, but he immediately approached despair. Yun Shan is the most harmless to people in the phenomenon of thunder and lightning, because it only happens in the high clouds and will not fall.

Although the height of the restaurant is negligible compared to the sky, it is this level that can be encountered by just jumping, which completely invalidates the black clouds formed by thick fog.

"Haha, forget it, little Lu Chen, don't be sad. Since it is the arrangement of fate, just accept it calmly. If there is a next life, the teacher hopes that you can be my student." Although I don't know what "Yun Shan" is, the old man saw from Lu Chen's expression that the plan had failed.

Looking at the dark and white clouds, the old man sighed in his heart. The long-term pursuit of further progress was right in front of him, but life was about to come to an end, and fate was really a pity. At the same time, he felt sorry for Lu Chen. It was obvious that this student had the knowledge to become a powerful magician, but unfortunately he could not absorb any elements. Relatively speaking, fate was even more unfair to him.

The thick fog began to fade, and Moxili finally noticed something was wrong with the fog, so he simply gave up the dagger for the time being and walked out. Because he could no longer feel that there was still magic fluctuation in the old man's body, it was naturally not worth fearing that only one newcomer was left.

"Why are you?" Seeing the old man standing next to him with a new student without strength, Moxili was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care too much, and continued to ask: "Is this your idea? I'm curious about what you want to accomplish. The attack method is a bit strange, but it's not enough to even scratch me... Then, now, you should be ready to become my paving stones, hahaha..."

Regardless of the assassin's declaration of victory, Lu Chen's expression was very strange at this moment. He clearly had a smile on his face bent at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel a smile. He said in a chilling voice: "I ~ will not accept the fate of becoming someone else's paving stone. Don't you just want this magical artifact? I'll give it to you, I won't use it anyway."

After saying that, Lu Chen used all his strength to throw the artifact out. The old man next to him didn't even have time to send out a syllable, so he could only watch the artifact fly out quickly.

Moxili was stunned for a moment, then instinctively jumped high to grab the artifact flying above him. At this moment, he strangely realized that it seemed that someone had lifted his hair up, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart.

He suddenly turned around and punched him out. Moxili was surprised to find that there was nothing behind him. His fist just broke away the fog that had gathered on the top for some reason. But before he could think about what was going on, with a white light coming up in the fog, a severe pain like a needle prick and a burnt smell of barbecue came from his hands.

"Ah~, what is this, damn it, what did you do to me, I'm going to break you...ah~~~"

Moxili's voice only came here, because when he was halfway through the words, the artifact that was thrown out came to him, so he held the artifact with his left hand without hesitation, and then the flashes in the two black clouds seemed to want to grab the artifact, and rushed over frantically...

There was no thunder, only countless white electric snakes were walking. Although it was only a moment, perhaps less than a second, the scene of the eighth-level assassin being hung in the air formed a strange freeze in the eyes of the two. It was not until all the electric snakes jumped onto his body that Moxili fell to the ground with a "pop" like a mess of meat.

"……it's over?"

“…it should be ~ right.”

"We won? Will we die?"

"Ah? Well, it should be ~ no need to die..."

The old man widened his eyes and confirmed to Lu Chen in disbelief, as if Lu Chen was the teacher at this moment.

In fact, Lu Chen didn't know that. After all, the other party was an eighth-level person and had not experienced the power of this world, so he could not make a corresponding judgment. However, this was the first time he saw someone bravely standing under the lightning clouds holding a metal rod. The distance was still so close. According to the human understanding of electricity on Earth, there should be death but no life.

"This magic should be at the eighth level, no, at least at the eighth level. Thunder and lightning magic... This is the realm of the gods, and only those who are blessed by the gods can use special magic. Xiao Lu Chen, how did you think of this method? And it was done with two such low-level thick fog techniques?" The old man couldn't control his excitement and blurted out.

"Uh, it's nothing. It's just that when the teacher pushed me, it hit me. It hurt me, so I thought of static electricity." Suddenly, Lu Chen didn't pay attention to anything else. He gave a reason directly, and naturally took out the hidden black gem for the old man to see.

"Is this a lightning magic core? It depends on what special significance to you when you carry it with you. What is the static electricity you are talking about? Is it also a kind of lightning magic? What does it have to do with what you asked me to do? How did those two strange black fogs form?" The old man now doesn't even care about the injury to his left shoulder, and completely ignores the black gems in Lu Chen's hand.

It was not until the old man showed the black gem that Lu Chen realized how stupid he was. Fortunately, the old man's attention was not on this.

"Hehe, this is the first magic core I have obtained with my own hands, although it is no longer powerful." After clenching my fist embarrassedly, Lu Chen followed the old man's thoughts and pretended to be embarrassed to blur the origin of the black gem, and then answered the question: "Static electricity is a form of electricity, not magic. His hair just started to rise and the effect of static electricity attraction. I just thought about friction and electricity. The difference between fog and cloud is not very big. Since rain clouds can produce thunder and lightning, the friction between two fogs should also cause lightning; at least I thought so, and it was dead anyway, so I thought it would be better to fight it simply. I didn't expect the effect would be so good, it was just a mistake."

Lu Chen said randomly that he didn't know whether there was a possibility, but it seems to be a very successful theory at present. At least it is feasible in another world, and he even made a strong man who claimed to be the top.

"The friction caused electricity, rain, clouds, fog, thunder and lightning... Why didn't I expect it? This is really incredible. It turns out that nature has told us about knowledge for a long time. I am an eighth-level mage and I didn't notice these most common things." The old man said a little complainingly.

"Teacher, let's treat the injury first. There is nothing to regret. Haven't you thought about it? There is still time." Lu Chen persuaded on the side. In fact, he was a little disgusted with his nonsense, although it might be a fact in this world.

"It's okay. This is just a minor injury. As long as you recover a little magic, you can cure it in one go. I am the Dharma Saint of the Water System, hahahaha... I really didn't expect that fate is so good to me. It not only allowed me to find a way to go further, but also gave me such a good student."

"Well~ I'm indeed a good little boy, so I decided not to kill him and bring him back to the empire alive, but I have to take his hands and feet first. To be honest, I don't have the confidence to be attacked like that again. It's too terrifying. Fortunately, this artifact blocked some of the lightning for me." With this sudden, a bit playful but extremely cold voice, Moxili, who was lying down not far away, slowly stood up.

The clothes on the surface have completely turned into coke, and are shaking off with stiff movements. The exposed skin is also covered with black charcoal. It looks like a zombie just walked out of a fire scene, and scarlet blood is flowing out from the cracks everywhere in the body. The whole picture is so terrifying and bloody.

"You~you..." The old man who was so happy that he laughed just now could not say anything at once.

For a moment, even Lu Chen, who was used to watching various horror movies, was shocked by the other party's evil spirits, and he stopped thinking indescribably.

"What? Just promise you can have a miracle, can't I?" As he said, Moheli took out a few small bottles from the space ring and swallowed the things inside in one bite. It should be a healing medicine.

While the other party was tilting his head, Lu Chen secretly raised his crossbow, but before he could aim, he was hit by something and was knocked out of his hand.

"Ha~ I feel much better now. It seems that you little boy really don't have any strength, so your crossbow should be a good magic weapon." Moxili, who was like a ghost, said very comfortably, holding the empty medicine bottle in his hand.

A moment ago, he was still worried about the arrow that could break his fighting spirit. Now that he had confirmed that Lu Chen really had no power, Mo Xili finally felt completely relieved.

Although Moheli was seriously injured and exhausted his fighting spirit, he was still absolutely sure to defeat an eighth-level mage with exhausted magic and an ordinary person without powerful weapons. After all, the assassin is considered a melee profession and a warrior. As long as he still has physical strength, he can still be a second- or third-level warrior.

Lu Chen was not in the mood to guess the misunderstanding Mo Xili was thinking. The pain from his right hand made him unable to think, and he also knew how much difference in strength between himself and the other party was.
Chapter completed!