Chapter 32: A Higher Level of Power (please read it!)
As it got closer, the bald man who saw the badge on Yihua’s chest moved slower and slower.
At this time, the people at the surrounding wine tables saw the badge on Yihua's chest clearly, and showed horrified eyes, subconsciously saying: "It's the
wizard!"
At this time, the bald man's steps had already stopped, and his thick legs Started to tremble uncontrollably.
He also recognized the badge on Yihua's body - it was the wizard's badge.
He was so bold just now that he insulted a wizard in public!
Knowing that he had caused a huge disaster, the bald man felt chills in his heart. He knelt down in front of Yihua with a plop and spoke to several people in a voice that could not stop shaking with fear. He begged:
"Please, please forgive me!"
Although the bald man was begging Yihua on the surface, Yihua saw a hint of undetectable malice in the bald man's eyes.
Although the bald man thought he was well hidden, to the mentally sharp wizard, it was as obvious as a light in the dark night.
How dare a mere mortal have evil thoughts towards a wizard?
Yi Hua had already sentenced the bald man to death in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly:
"As long as you accompany me to do a small experiment, I will forget all the previous offenses. What? Are you willing?" "
I, I am willing! "
The bald man, who lowered his head and did not dare to look at Yihua, saw that he still had a chance to survive, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
Yihua didn't care whether the bald man agreed or not. In the following time, he used light therapy and the breath of death one after another.
The release of witchcraft also confirmed Yihua's identity as a wizard.
When the people around saw such a magical scene, they quickly covered their mouths for fear of disturbing the wizard in front of them.
Yi Hua had a slight thought, and the light therapy technique in his hand floated towards the left half of the bald man's body.
The power of death summoned by the breath of death followed Yihua's guidance and flowed to the right half of the bald man's body.
Yihua planned to take this opportunity to test the ability of the life energy of light therapy to withstand the power of death.
"Take off your shirt."
Yi Hua gave the order to the bald man. Although the man didn't know why, he hurriedly tore off his shirt in order to survive.
After losing the cover of his shirt, the physical condition of the bald man affected by witchcraft was intuitively displayed in front of Yihua.
I saw that the old scars on the left half of the bald man's body that had been affected by the phototherapy healed rapidly. Aged cells began to fall off and regenerate, and his skin became as delicate and white as a baby.
However, the right half of the body affected by the power of death began to age rapidly, as if it had experienced decades of wind and frost in an instant.
The skin begins to become dehydrated and dry, and age spots appear, like the bark of a dying old man or the bark of an old tree, full of wrinkles and cracks.
With the center of the body as the dividing line, the two states began to compete and compete with each other. The body in the center of the bald man began to decay rapidly and continue to regenerate.
In the tug-of-war between the two forces, life energy is obviously at a disadvantage. Only dozens of strands of life energy can offset a ray of death.
After a while, the life energy of the second-level light therapy was completely consumed by the power of death summoned by the first-level breath of death. Now the power of death has completely occupied the body of the bald man.
The bald man's body instantly became decrepit, and his originally strong body was now as thin as a mummy.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yihua said thoughtfully:
"It seems that the power of death is not the energy equivalent to the energy of life, but a higher level of existence."
There is no knowledge in Yihua's knowledge . Recording this, Yihua secretly kept this in mind.
"Ah!"
The horrifying scene in front of her made the middle-aged woman scream subconsciously.
Hearing the middle-aged woman's scream, the bald man with his head lowered subconsciously glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
He saw the eyes of the people around him looking at him full of fear, and the little blond girl he coveted had his eyes covered by the middle-aged woman.
"What's wrong with them? Why are they all looking at me?"
The somewhat surprised bald man subconsciously opened his cloudy eyes and looked at his palms.
His palms were thin and decayed, covered with age spots, like the hands of an old man. Just raising them exhausted all his strength.
"What's wrong with me!"
The bald man was suddenly startled. Just as he was about to think carefully about what happened, his eyes suddenly became parallel to the ground, and his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.
Looking at the skinny corpse lying on the ground, looking like a skeleton, Yihua's pupils shrank and he murmured:
"The corrosive effect of the power of death on the human body is really terrible."
In just a few dozen seconds, the erosion of the power of death Dissipate the life energy of the second-class light therapy.
Let a strong mortal lose his vitality unknowingly and turn into a mummy.
Even with Yihua's current great knight-level vitality, if his body is exposed to the world of death, he probably won't be able to last more than ten minutes.
This also made Yihua deeply feel the excellent effect of magic in resisting the power of death for a long time after entering the world of death, as well as the harm of witchcraft to mortals.
Even the lowest level of auxiliary witchcraft has terrifying lethality for mortals.
As for Yihua's purpose, the experiment is secondary, the main purpose is to punish the opponent.
As early as in his previous life, Yi Hua couldn't stand the sight of some leaders or wealthy people thinking they were superior to others, bossing around, and wantonly bullying and humiliating the weak.
At that time, due to the pressure of life, in order to keep his job and support his family, he had no choice but to suppress himself and endure all this silently.
Now that he has the strength, Yihua no longer has to tolerate these unfavorable evil actions, and can completely punish them.
Perhaps it was Yihua's subconscious mind that allowed him to awaken his unique ability to use merit to strengthen himself.
"Huh? The increased merit is more than expected?"
Feeling the increased merit, Yi Hua raised his eyebrows.
Naturally, he saves people not only out of goodwill, but also to gain merit.
Unexpectedly, the increased merit was much higher than expected.
Feeling that the merit gained seemed to come from two different sources, Yihua calmed down and understood it carefully.
He sank his consciousness into a smaller one, and Yi Hua vaguely saw the middle-aged woman and little girl rescued by Yi Hua.
If he hadn't rescued the two of them in time, they might have been doomed in the face of a sudden disaster.
From the other, slightly larger one, Yihua saw the scene of him releasing the breath of death, and the bald man fell to the ground being eroded by the power of death.
Seeing this scene, Yihua subconsciously knew a piece of information.
The lower the karma level and the more serious the sin, the less merit will be given by helping the other party.
On the contrary, killing or punishing will give more merit.
"In other words, whether I help good people or eradicate evil people, I can get merit."
Unexpectedly, for people with negative karma levels, the merits given by removing them are more than those given by helping the other party.
Yihua realized this and had a thought in his mind.
(End of chapter)