I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 12: Human skin puppet

It was dark in the pothole.

Roger strode forward with his low-light vision.

The terrain ahead has sunk significantly.

A step by step appeared in front of Roger.

At the end of the steps, there is a scary scene that makes the scalp numb——

One after another, the **** corpses are piled there like this, allowing them to rot.

Dried, dark red blood stains were mixed with clumps of corpses, like a jumbled velvet curtain.

It took Roger to identify for a while before he was sure that the bodies were all human.

"What about their skin?"

His heart was filled with anger, and he was immediately vigilant.

He trotted down the steps and took a close look at the corpses.

"It's all stripped away."

"And very skilled!"

Roger's face darkened in a rare manner.

The owner of this pothole is so evil and hateful.

It is not difficult to see the traces left on the body.

He is a master skinner.

Perhaps peeling is as simple as eating and breathing for him.

Such an enemy...

Could it be the Shi Luo Yao himself?

With this thought in mind, Roger walked around the corpse and moved on.

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This is a tunnel-like cave.

Roger cautiously "hides" in five steps.

Around a narrow bend, the lights in front of you are full of shadows.

He took a closer look.

It was a very wide underground space.

There are many tables and instruments.

Appears to be a laboratory.

A short man in a bright red robe turned his back to him, leaning on the table and writing.

In the lab.

Human organs and limbs of various parts are everywhere.

Roger struggled to catch his breath.

This is the most difficult time for him to suppress his anger since time travel!

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"Blood Mage Apprentice LV9 Health 45 Defense 5 Human/Undead"

"Spell Domain: Evil Spell"

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"Sure enough, it is a monster that is half human and half undead."

Roger has seen the information on the corpse demon.

This monster used to be a well-known mage in Gem City before the aberration. At that time, he declared that he had successfully become half-undead.

And the field of magic he studied was "Evil Spell".

The information matches exactly.

Be aware that "Curse" is a very evil domain of spells.

Only people who have completely dehumanized their humanity can embark on this path.

Even if this guy isn't a corpse demon, he's still a corpse demon's lackey.

Roger is about to launch a surprise attack to stab him to death.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blows overhead.

Roger didn't have time to raise his head, he hurriedly bowed his head and jumped back, dodging the sneak attack of the sharp blade.

Phew!

The blade cuts across the top of his head, brushing past his hair.

Roger knew it had been exposed, and he didn't bother to pretend.

Holding the green cockroach sword, he violently attacked the bloated monster.

"Smoke Step" is activated.

After just five strokes.

The tip of the green oyster sword with holy water left behind successfully pierced the fat body of the sword-wielding monster in front of him.

But hear the sound of "呲".

Clouds of black gas gushed out of the attacker's wound.

He himself collapsed like a balloon.

The black air dissipated.

On the ground there is only a human skin that is smiling but not smiling.

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"Human skin puppet LV9 health 26 defense 1 weak thunder/fire/sharp objects"

"Enchantment: Anthropomorphic Spell"

"Anthropomorphic Evil Spell: Create a bodyguard in human skin with some of the attributes of his life"

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"Hohohoho."

"Very energetic young man, quick to respond."

The short wizard put down his pen and turned to look at Roger.

His skin was very white, as if he had applied a dozen layers of powder.

His chin is raised very high, his arrogance can be seen at a glance, and his tone is also condescending:

"You broke my puppet like this, do you want to replace him as my guard?"

Without a word, Roger draws his sword and goes!

Nothing to say about this demonic heresy.

The short mage stood up abruptly. He grabbed a bottle of dark green gelatin in his left hand and quickly opened the mouth of the bottle.

The incantations sounded one after another.

Between breaths.

Six green lights emerged from his chest and shot at the menacing Roger without looking back!

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"Powerful Sulfuric Acid Arrows: A 1st-level spell, which can summon 4~6 sulfuric acid arrows to attack the enemy, causing 10 points/each of damage; once the sulfuric acid arrows hit the target and cause damage, apply 'corrosion' to the target effect"

"Corrosion: Corrosion the target with an acidity of 9, deducting HP depending on the corroded part (skin: 2 points/minute)"

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In this world polluted by high-dimensional magic, under the same level, the power of spells is significantly higher than other moves.

Like this powerful sulphuric acid arrow.

In this relatively narrow terrain, this thing is a melee class nightmare.

Once he can't escape, there is only death waiting for him.

But Roger doesn't care.

He has a sword in his hand and fire in his heart.

So he just bumped into it head-on!

"his~"

The short mage took a breath of air unexpectedly, and then complained to himself:

"Waste a good skin..."

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

Then I saw Roger rushing over with a spell!

The sulfuric acid arrow only caused some damage to his clothes.

He himself was unscathed!

"Ah! How can this be..."

The short wizard jumped up in panic.

He hurriedly began chanting the second spell.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Roger remembers it well.

There will be a "refractory period" after every spell cast by a 1st-ring mage.

It will be at least ten seconds before he can use the second spell.

And ten seconds was enough for Roger to stab him a hundred and eighty times.

Puff puff!

The green cockroach sword was like a dragonfly, and instantly penetrated several key points of the short mage.

After a few breaths.

The short mage just stared at him and crooked his mouth, and his body collapsed to the ground like mud.

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"You Killed the Blood Mage Apprentice"

"You earned 5 XP"

"You have gained 16 points of chivalry"

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Looking at the 16 points of chivalry, Roger was not happy at all.

Because he knew what it meant ~IndoMTL.com~ calmed down.

Roger ran through the lab quickly.

From the relics, Roger has compiled a lot of useful information——

The short wizard is called Moss.

He is from another planet.

Half a year ago, because of his mentor's order, he specially came to defect to the ghoul.

This laboratory was established for him by the ghoul, so that Moss could study evil spells.

But correspondingly, Moss had to make the "perfect human skin" for the ghoul.

From Moss's experiment log, it is not difficult to know that in the past six months, the demand for human skins by the ghouls has increased sharply.

Moss has complained about Falcon's hand cramps more than once.

Just half a year.

Three hundred human skins.

This is the answer that Moss handed over.

But the ghoul still seems unsatisfied, and he has been urging Moss to work overtime.

In order to ensure the supply of the population, the Shi Luo Yao himself led the skeleton soldiers and went south along the Knights Avenue, looting a large number of people along the way!

What is even more outrageous is that.

Moss skinned a man, and he had to be alive; sometimes the skin was skinned, and the man was still alive in agony.

Although this creature has a human soul, it is no longer different from a monster.

"The corpse demon... Damn it!"

Silently closes the experiment log.

Roger took a deep breath for dozens of seconds before setting his eyes on another flimsy book.

"Mystra Universal Spell Spell".

He opened the book, looked up the catalog, and found what he wanted.

A moment later.

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"You have mastered the ninth spell of Mystra"

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