The Death List Novel - Chapter 198

Chapter 198 Horrible Holk

“Frank, Michelle, follow me!” Qin Lun raised his head to look at the black dot on the horizon in the distance and said in a deep voice. After saying that, he ran towards the small forest beside the lake.

“Cora, you too!” Sass instructed his wife with a serious expression.

Soon, only Sass, Hansen, and Hill remained by the lake. Sass took out the purple tower shield and took a step forward to cover Hansen and Hill behind him.

Qin Lun ran into the forest, climbed up a big tree, hid his body in the dense branches and leaves, and looked up at the black dot on the horizon. Michelle obeyed Qin Lun’s instructions and hid far away. With the Centaur girl’s abilities, she was still unable to participate in this kind of battle. Frank stood with his back against the tree, and after the resurrection of his hunchbacked servant, he was still adapting to his new body.

In the past, Frank had a strange strength and a strong body. Back then, even if it was that strange disease, he had lasted longer than normal people until Qin Lun used the World Tree Dew to help him get rid of the virus in his body. Because of his physical disability, the hunchbacked servant’s movements were not flexible, and all of this was reflected in the resurrected body of Laws.

Of course, this had a lot to do with the former apostle who had become the “guardian”. 65% of the basic attributes of this profession’s apostles were already close to Qin Lun’s current total attributes. To some extent, this allowed Qin Lun to gauge the difference in stats between himself and ordinary profession apostles.

Frank’s strength and physique far surpassed Qin Lun’s. However, his agility was very poor, and his perception only had seven pitiful points. He was basically no different from an ordinary person. His health was more than twice that of Qin Lun, and with that Necromancer bloodline, he would probably be able to develop into a combat profession between a Strength Warrior and an MT in the future.

The two bloodlines of the Necromancer bloodline were both very powerful, and Frank was immune to most of the low-level mind control. It was somewhat similar to the iron will in the Knights’ Iron Cross Medal, and even stronger. One had to know that the Knights’ Iron Cross was essentially a sub-legendary item.

As for the bloodline ability of the other zombie body, it might not be as resilient as Grant’s parasitic virus bloodline, but its defense was much stronger than the parasitic virus bloodline, and it was also immune from neuralgia in battle.

There are advantages and disadvantages to immunity from pain, but for melee professions, especially MT, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

In fact, after so long of practice, Qin Lun had already sensed that the stats of the death list were not complete enough. At the very least, just one Constitution attribute could not fully describe the defensive capabilities of the Law Body. The death list, on the other hand, lacks data on the expression of will and spirit.

If he could return to the shattered starry sky alive this time, he would probably need to adjust the database of the death list appropriately.

“Young Master, Young Master, that thing is coming!” Just as Qin Lun was thinking, Frank’s reminder came from under the tree.

“What? What is this?” When Qin Lun saw the black dot flying above the three of them, he raised his eyebrows and showed great interest.

It had a long white beard and looked like an old human old man. He wore a ridiculous cone-shaped hat, which seemed to be made of animal fur. He wore a black robe with wide sleeves, and his left hand was holding a twisted branch or short stick. The key point was that it seemed to be riding on one of its legs …

“A broom? Frank, tell me, I’m not mistaken. It is indeed a broom, isn’t it?” Qin Lun lowered his head and asked with some hesitation.

“You’re not mistaken, Young Master, that’s an adept!” Frank nodded nervously. “Could he be as evil as Witch Maya?”

“I know it’s an adept, but riding a broom … I thought it was just a fairy tale from the Earth Federation!” Qin Lun blinked his eyes. “I feel more and more like staying in Handan Prison is a waste of my life. If I knew those legends were true, I should have arranged for myself to escape earlier!”

“Ah? Young Master, what are you talking about?” Frank stared blankly at Qin Lun.

“Oh, nothing!”

…

“Ha, welcome, guests from the watch world!” “Ha, let me see, two Delanies, a female centaur, a half-elf, and two mutated humans … Oh, and a zombie. What a strange match!”

The little old man grabbed the white beard on his chin and used his staff, which was similar to a branch in his hand, to tap into the distance.

“Hello, respected lord. May I know where this is?” Hill’s eyes lit up as he walked out from behind Sass and bowed to the old mage.

“Ha, you can call me Great Mage Holk. Although you are very polite, I hate people who don’t mean what they say. Since you have passed the formation, you should understand where this place is!” The little old man shook his beard and tilted his head to think, “But compared to you, I hate those people who hide. Alright, let’s talk when everyone is here!”

As he spoke, the little old man gently pointed at the lake with his staff, and a fiery red light lit up at the tip of the staff. At the same time, the originally calm lake started to boil like boiling hot water.

“Ah!” Cora, who was hiding at the bottom of the lake, screamed miserably and floated up to the shore. Her sea-blue face was as red as a steamed crab, and a big bubble appeared on her forehead.

“Cora, are you alright?” Sass nervously put down his shield and ran to his wife.

“I’m fine! Ow, don’t touch my face!” Cora knocked Sass’s salty pig hands off his chest.

Hill and Hansen looked at each other, and the disciples expressionlessly hid the machete in their hands behind them. What a joke. Even if that lake wasn’t big, it was still a lake. A mage who could boil a lake was definitely not someone he could handle with a machete.

“Huh? There are still three people who haven’t come!” The old mage looked at the effects of the spell with satisfaction, then raised his staff and lightly tapped towards the small forest where Qin Lun and the others were hiding.

This time, a dazzling white light lit up on the staff.

“Crack!” At some unknown time, a small dark cloud condensed above the woods, and crackling lightning flickered inside.

“Frank, Michelle, get out of the tree and run!” Qin Lun’s face couldn’t help but turn pale as he stamped his legs and fell from the tree.

“Kacha!” Just as Qin Lun jumped off the tree, a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky and slashed straight into the tree.

“Hiss!” When Qin Lun stood up and looked up, he took a deep breath. The tree he was hiding in just now had only bare branches left in its originally luxuriant canopy, and its scorched yellow leaves were pattering down from above.

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“Ha, everyone is here now. Guests, please follow me closely. If anyone dawdles or sneaks off halfway, don’t blame Great Mage Holk for recharging him!” The old mage curled his beard and revealed a funny smile to the crowd, “Charge! Hmm? That should be what you said in the world, right?”

“We seem to have been kidnapped. Qin Lun, do you think we should ask this old kidnapper some questions?” Hansen said on the guild channel with an ugly expression.

“Hansen, I never realized that you could be so humorous!” Qin Lun replied expressionlessly, “Do you think this old thing is in the mood to give you an exclusive interview now?”

“I think we’d better observe it first. Perhaps it’s not a good time for us to pass through the teleportation point and ruin his magic experiment or something?” Hill flattened his mouth and looked at the old mage flying in the sky. He said somewhat helplessly, “Fortunately, he didn’t cook us on the spot!”

“Great Mage Holk, can I ask you some questions?” Just as the three murderers were trembling with fear, the centaur girl in the team stupidly opened her mouth first.

“Michelle!” The three murderers were about to cover the centaur girl’s mouth, but the old mage who was flying in the sky had already turned around.

“We should have killed this mare a long time ago!” Hansen looked nervously at the sky and whispered in the guild channel.

“Cough cough, respect” A drop of cold sweat slowly hung from Hill’s forehead.

“Bang!” Before Hill could finish his sentence, his body flew out like a sack.

“Ha, centaur girl, do you have any questions?” Holk descended from the sky, revealing a wretched smile as he looked at Michelle with a beaming smile.

“X # $%, this old Magus is a pervert!” A series of curses rang out on the guild channel.

“Perverted old thing!” Cora turned her head with an ugly expression. From the aesthetic point of view of Esmira, she was also a beauty. She hadn’t expected that Michelle would hit her this time. She was almost cooked by Holk at the beginning.

“Oh … respected Great Mage, where are you taking us?” Michelle peeked at her companions and asked cautiously.

“Holk, just call me Holk!” The old mage laughed even more wretchedly. “Where are you going? Of course you’re going to my magic room! Wait there for two days and someone else will come to pick you up. Normally, we’ll give the guests from the outside world a chance to choose!”

“Ask him more questions. It’s best to ask what choices we have!” Sass shouted on the guild channel. This time, everyone wished the apostle channel could be heard by the characters.

“What choice?” Michelle seemed to hear Sass’s voice and blinked her big eyes as she asked innocently.

“Oh, this … you’ll know when the time comes! Don’t worry, little girl, Great Mage Holk won’t let you suffer!” The old mage hesitated for a moment before avoiding this question.

“He only said ‘We won’t lose’, not ‘We won’t die’. In that case, our choice shouldn’t have anything to do with life and death!” Hill and the others exchanged a glance and felt relieved in their hearts.

“Any old man who comes out is a monster. This is the Middle Demon World! I’m a little regretful of getting involved in your mess now!” Qin Lun sighed slightly. He hated the feeling of losing control.