Chapter 531: Irrational (Thanks to Zhu Junyu for the Silver Alliance)

The hands Bulman raised scattered powder that flickered with fluorescence.

This made his body become increasingly faint and transparent, as if he had become a creature from the Spirit Realm that normal people found difficult to see.

In the blink of an eye, the "Devil Wizard" disappeared from where he was.

Lu Mian didn't try to stop him, nor did he avoid a possible attack. He unhurriedly took out the "Torture" brass knuckles with iron-black spikes from his "Traveler's Bag" and put them on his hands.

Just after finishing this, he suddenly squatted on one knee and pressed his hands to the ground.

Crimson flames spread in all directions with Lu Mian's body as the center, interspersed with a large number of explosions.

In the rumbling sound, fire waves rolled, ruling this desolate land of strong winds with gray-black as the main color. Bulman's figure, wearing a black robe and hood, was revealed in mid-air.

He was slowly flying toward Lu Mian, closing the distance between the two sides.

Lu Mian's figure suddenly disappeared and outlined itself behind Bulman.

"Spirit World Traversal"!

Immediately after, Lu Mian, holding a crimson-white fireball in his left hand, hummed.

Two white rays of light sprayed out from his nose and landed on Bulman.

Bulman, floating in mid-air, didn't fall into a coma directly like last time. His body swayed, and he forcibly turned around, looking at Lu Mian who was falling toward the sea of fire on the ground.

Between his eyebrows, that deep purple, near-black illusory vertical eye stood out, reflecting Lu Mian's figure among the pale patterns.

Almost at the same time, a thin, tall black shadow precipitated from inside Bulman's body, and not far away, arms made of white bones or rotting and oozing pus reached out from the void, surrounding Bulman's transparent and thin figure.

The witchcraft he used just now was not to approach Lu Mian secretly and attack the other party, but to quietly exchange his own spirit with the undead he drove, thereby setting a trap to induce the enemy to use that strange spell to attack his body.

In this case, the absence of the spirit body itself meant that he would not be affected by abilities targeting the mental body!

Then, Bulman could seize the opportunity to use the "Spirit-Peering Eye" to shock the enemy and create opportunities for the undead he drove.

This time, he would no longer deeply spy on the secrets of the other party's spirit body, wanting to find weaknesses, kill with one blow, and absorb corresponding mystical knowledge!

Having suffered a big loss from the "Hum-Ha Technique" last night, he had treated this ability as a breakthrough from the beginning.

In an instant, Bulman's spirit exchanged with the thin, tall black shadow again and returned to his body.

Accompanied by this behavior, Lu Mian once again had that feeling of his spirit being shocked, suppressed, and frozen, and around his body, terrifying arms covered in rotting meat tumors or with eyes reached out from the void, grabbing toward his body.

Just at this moment, the crimson-white fireball held in Lu Mian's left hand exploded.

Boom!

The power of the explosion was mostly blocked by the "Torture" brass knuckles, but this was not a full-coverage glove, and the exposed part of Lu Mian's left palm was instantly bloody.

The intense, familiar pain pierced into his brain and his spirit body, allowing him to briefly recover from the shock caused by the suppression.

Seizing this moment of clarity, Lu Mian once again triggered the black mark on his right shoulder, disappearing above the sea of fire, disappearing into the strange undead arms reaching out from the void.

He was also guarding against the shock of Bulman's illusory eye.

The crimson-white fireball held in his left hand belonged to the kind with a very unstable structure, which he had to maintain at all times to keep it in a normal state. When he was affected by the illusory eye and was powerless to maintain it, the structure naturally disintegrated, and the fireball exploded, using self-harm to wake himself up.

If this still failed to interrupt the shock of the "illusory eye," the sea of fire below was Lu Mian's second preparation, and the residual aura of the "Blood Emperor" on his right hand belonged to the final insurance.

As soon as Lu Mian's figure disappeared, it outlined itself behind Bulman again.

Bulman seemed to be prepared, throwing his hands back violently, scattering some kind of powder ground from wood.

In the crackling sound, clusters of silver-white electric light landed on Lu Mian's head, just like the master of the storm descending divine punishment from the sky again and again.

For most Beyonders, this was an attack sufficient to make them numb and trembling, but Lu Mian's figure showed no such signs, instead, like a reflection in the water, it shattered in the ravages of the lightning.

The real Lu Mian was actually curled up at the bottom of the figure; the one Bulman struck just now was the phantom he created using the "Nisse Face"!

"Nisse Face" was essentially a type of illusion, but it couldn't be used on others or other items; it had to be based on himself, so Lu Mian pretended that he was the root system, and the branches and flowers above belonged to the phantoms derived from it.

This was no different in essence from using "Nisse Face" to make himself look taller and stronger.

In the crackling electric light, Lu Mian, who was falling, condensed two crimson fireballs at his feet and back.

Rumbling!

The fireballs exploded, lifting him up and throwing him toward the floating Bulman.

The other party was extremely fast, and the distance between them was close, so Bulman couldn't dodge and could only tilt his body slightly, growing a spear made of white bones from his shoulder, the tip of which was extremely sharp.

A smile appeared on Lu Mian's face. He didn't dodge or evade, letting the white bone spear pierce his right chest.

With a thud, he swung his left fist and hit Bulman's side face heavily, hitting the "Devil Wizard" so his head tilted, and deep, bloody, pus-oozing holes appeared on his face, hitting the other party so that anger surged in his eyes, as if he saw the enemy who killed his wife!

The black mark on Lu Mian's right shoulder lit up with ghostly light again.

His figure disappeared beside Bulman, disappeared among the thin, tall black shadow and other undead creatures that were gathering, leaving only the white bone spear that was stained with his blood but burning fiercely.

This time, the place where Lu Mian appeared was dozens of meters away, at the edge of that sea of fire.

His right chest wound was ferocious, blood dripping, and he already had a black bone flute with dark red holes in his hand.

"Hate Movement"!

Lu Mian put the bone flute to his lips and, while retreating, blew a sad and melodious melody.

Bulman, who was turning his illusory eye and about to chase, froze, and the undead creatures connected to him also entered a stiff state.

Suddenly, blood and pus flowed from Bulman's eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and other places, and dull, invisible explosions seemed to be happening inside his body.

His anger, paranoia, and desire for revenge were detonated by the "Hate Movement."

This caused him to suffer heavy damage.

Lu Mian didn't blow the "Hate Movement" at the beginning because Bulman was different from other Beyonders. Others had to find where the problem was, but he had too many problems:

His mental state was very unstable; his psychological problems were extremely serious; his desire to resurrect his wife and take revenge on that Archipelago scammer was severely excessive; his body had been transformed by the "Death" domain, and he had suffered heavy injuries under Lu Mian's blow last night, leaving not-so-small hidden dangers...

Facing such an enemy, Lu Mian himself didn't know what would happen if he blew the "Hate Movement" in the way of blowing a shepherd's flute. If it only detonated desires and emotions, that would be fine, but if Bulman's mental state lost even the most basic constraints, this "Devil Wizard" might lose control on the spot and become a monster with mixed abilities.

Such a monster would likely be harder to deal with than Bulman!

Therefore, after the "Hum-Ha Technique" failed to achieve results, Lu Mian immediately switched to using the "Torture" brass knuckles to ignite Bulman's corresponding desires and emotions. In this way, when using the "Hate Movement" later, it would likely detonate the target's emotions and desires, causing him to suffer heavy damage.

Watching Bulman, who was in a state of emotional and desire explosion, falling straight into the sea of fire, Lu Mian used another "Spirit World Traversal," flashing in front of the other party.

Bang bang bang!

He opened his arms and bombarded continuously, hitting Bulman's body repeatedly.

On the surface of his fists wearing "Torture," crimson-white fireballs were being compressed layer by layer.

Bang bang bang, "Torture" was like a two-headed python, continuously tearing pieces of flesh and blood from Bulman's body surface.

Rumbling!

Around Lu Mian, clusters of crimson fireballs exploded in a posture that didn't fear waste, blocking the thin, tall black shadow, strange arms, and other undead outside, not letting them interfere with himself.

One punch, two punches, three punches, his eyes were full of the bloody Bulman.

At this moment, he thought of the village destroyed by Bulman, thought of those innocent people who died because of him.

How many of these people were someone else's beloved wife, waiting husband, dependent parents, and children held in the palm of their hands?

Cordu Village was destroyed because of the ambitions of evil gods, and what were those innocent people for?

Lu Mian's eyes gradually turned crimson, and his swinging fists became more and more forceful.

This time, he didn't substitute himself into Bulman, but into the village destroyed by him and those innocent people killed by him.

Wasn't the Cordu Village of that time like this?

The ambitions of those evil gods were the culprit!

In just a few seconds, Bulman, in severe pain, woke up, and an evil, cold, and incomprehensible sound came from his throat.

This sound seemed to strip away Lu Mian's flesh and blood completely, exposing his spirit body to the dangerous sunlight and gray-black sand and gravel.

Lu Mian's movements slowed down, and those strange arms finally reached in, dragging Bulman away from this area.

Hu... Lu Mian exhaled and recovered.

He didn't chase, looked quietly at the void in front, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers with a pop.

Rumbling!

In the intense firelight that suddenly appeared, Bulman's body emerged, falling apart in the internal explosion.

"Fire Injection"!

"Hunter's" "Fire Injection"!

Lu Mian actually wasn't rational just now. His best choice should have been to take advantage of Bulman's emotions and desires being detonated and use the "Hate Movement" to attack his vital points directly, killing him with one blow, but he wanted to beat him, beat him punch by punch, beat that "self" hidden in the dark corners of his heart that made him afraid!

Thump, Bulman's head fell to the ground.

In a trance, he saw a slender figure, black hair and blue eyes, with a delicate face.

That was his wife, Helen.

You, you're back? Bulman couldn't help but smile, wanting to stretch out his arms.

He no longer had arms.

He gradually lost consciousness, darkness before his eyes, and it seemed as if there was sunlight hidden in the depths.

"Devil Wizard" Bulman, dead.

PS: Thanks to friend Zhu Junyu for the Silver Alliance~

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