Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#221 - Duan Lao Mo's new role-playing game: I want to be the owner of the manor! (Please order)

The master of Netherworld Manor was killed, but Duan Yun didn't stop busying himself, because the astonishing wisdom in his mind was still flashing, giving rise to an idea.

In an instant, he stripped off the Taoist robe from the other party, and after a series of twists and turns, the distorted silver mask gradually returned to normal.

After putting on this tattered and blood-stained Taoist robe, covering his face with a silver mask, and putting the two silver bowls on his chest, along with the silver boots, Duan Yun suddenly looked much more mysterious, already possessing some of the demeanor of the master of Netherworld Manor.

Some people, even after death, can still serve a purpose.

Afterward, he tore off the human skin mask from his face and covered it on the shattered head of the dead master of Netherworld Manor, completing the substitution.

The Murong brothers walked over, looking surprised, and said, "What is this?"

It felt like being possessed by a ghost.

"What 'what is this'? How dare you speak to the master like that!"

Duan Yun imitated the tone of the manor master.

The Murong brothers immediately reacted and said, "You want to play the master of Netherworld Manor, then what do I play?"

Duan Yun looked at him, pondered for a moment, and said, "A zombie."

The Murong brothers were shocked and said, "I'm so handsome and dashing, and you want me to play a zombie?"

"Your face is already green, and your skin is broken, it's practically a natural performance," Duan Yun said.

The Murong brothers picked up the Green Moon Blade and looked at their reflection. He couldn't be sure if his face was green, but it was true that the human skin mask was broken, with only a few pieces stuck to his face like rotten flesh.

From this perspective, his face was covered in broken skin and rotten flesh, no longer resembling his previous handsomeness. Coupled with the green light, he really looked like a zombie.

However, he quickly realized something and said, "I can't maintain this green color for too long."

He already knew that if his face turned green, it must be because he had pushed the 'Endless Regret' blade technique to its limit, even beyond his physical limits, during the fight with the master of Netherworld Manor.

If he wanted to maintain it, he would have to put himself in the state of "Endless Regret with no end in sight".

Duan Yun said, "It won't take too long, I have faith in you."

The Murong brothers nodded and said, "I'll do my best."

As he spoke, he recalled the scene of Old Devil Duan treating the female sword immortal on his head, especially the image of Yu Zhenzhen, and his face turned even greener.

It's truly been a tale of unrequited love since ancient times, endless regret with no end in sight!

While his face was turning green, he asked, "What are you planning to do?"

"First, we loot the corpse," Duan Yun said.

Looting corpses is simply the most popular activity for chivalrous heroes.

In the next moment, the two had turned the manor master's corpse upside down, showing absolutely no respect.

The Murong brothers already had an iron token in their hand, while Duan Yun looked at the manor master's corpse thoughtfully.

There were many pieces of flesh on the corpse, of different colors and shaped like eggs.

This is the flesh of the Corpse King!

Duan Yun remembered the depths of that room, where many holes had been dug out of the upside-down Corpse King.

The flesh from these holes had come here.

This madman had actually fused the Corpse King's flesh into his own body, which was why he could grow zombie hair later.

This bizarre fusion reminded Duan Yun of the long-haired woman who was connected to a centipede in the cellar of that temple.

However, it was clear that the manor master's methods were more sophisticated, because he could still maintain his human sanity.

While the centipede woman could no longer be called human.

At this moment, the Murong brothers exclaimed, "Look at this iron token."

Duan Yun took it and also showed a surprised expression.

This iron token had a very special texture, with a metallic feel but the touch of jade, and it was engraved with delicate patterns.

The first thing that caught the eye was a silver face, followed by the hand behind the silver face.

It was a hand with nine fingers, with an eye engraved on the back of the hand.

A thread hung down from one of the fingers, entangling the silver face.

"Jade Flute Prince?" Duan Yun asked, puzzled.

The last time he saw a similar iron token was on the Jade Flute Prince of the Qiong Ling Sect.

At the time, he guessed that the Jade Flute Prince belonged to a mysterious and terrifying organization, controlled by this nine-fingered hand.

Now it seemed that his guess was correct, and the master of this Netherworld Manor was also a member of this organization.

Whether it was the Jade Flute Prince or the master of this Netherworld Manor, their status in the martial world was not low, yet they had to be controlled by this hand, which showed how terrifying this hand was.

While Duan Yun was rounding the flattened silver bowls on his chest, he asked, "Are there any figures with nine fingers in the martial world?"

The Murong brothers pondered and said, "A hundred years ago, there was a Nine-Toed Divine Beggar, who was the leader of the Beggar Clan at the time, but he had nine toes on his right foot, not on his hand."

"Someone's coming."

As Duan Yun spoke, he put the iron token into his pocket.

The Murong brothers' bodies stiffened immediately, freezing in place.

Zombies should look like zombies.

Three figures soon appeared in the dark forest.

Judging from their movements, all three of them had good lightness skills.

The three of them were stunned for a moment when they saw Duan Yun, with fear on their faces.

This area was the territory of the Impermanence Hall, and without orders, ordinary assassins were not qualified to come here. The one dead and one injured before were really unable to resist the urge to watch the excitement.

These three came at the risk of their lives because they belonged to the manor master's "wings".

Even if they hadn't witnessed the bloody battle firsthand, the traces of the battle around them still made them tremble with fear.

The corpse on the ground with a shattered head and covered with a human skin mask gave people a sense of terror.

The two sides faced each other across the river, and the three men in black didn't dare to come over.

Duan Yun coughed and said, "Not only have outsiders infiltrated the manor, but even the Impermanence Hall has been infiltrated, and you are completely unaware."

With a whoosh, the three of them knelt on the ground in unison, their faces even more panicked.

"Manor Master, please forgive us!"

The leading man in black said in a panic.

Because they were separated by a river, they couldn't see Duan Yun's appearance very clearly, but they didn't dare to look closely.

First, the manor master was inherently terrifying and shouldn't be looked at directly, and second, the newly raised zombie by this manor master was very terrifying. As soon as you looked up, you would find that it seemed to be glaring at you with green eyes, ready to bite you.

It wasn't a secret that the manor master raised zombies and occasionally fed poorly performing subordinates to the zombies.

So the three of them didn't dare to look again.

"Summon all the assassins in the manor, I have important matters to announce," Duan Yun said, lowering his voice.

You have to say, he really had the air of an evil demon when he spoke in a suppressed voice while wearing a silver mask, which was very oppressive.

Alas, it's not easy to be a young hero and have to play the role of a demon.

"Yes, but this doesn't quite conform to the rules..."

The leading man in black seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma.

The Netherworld Manor has always summoned manpower level by level, and there have been few examples of summoning all the assassins out of order.

This was a rule set by the first manor master, and subsequent manor masters rarely disobeyed it.

As a result, in the next moment, a flash of silver light was seen, and a loud slap was heard. The leading man in black spun like a top and fell to the ground, his face already crooked.

Duan Yun said in a deep voice, "What, are my words no longer effective! Rules? Within this manor, can rules limit me?"

"No, we wouldn't dare!"

"Your subordinate will go and do it now!"

A moment later, the three men in black had already run out.

A burst of bird calls soon rang out in the manor, with the sounds of large birds and small birds forming a whole, as if the birds were holding a tea party.

It was clear that the Netherworld Manor was dispatching assassins.

Duan Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was quite worried about being exposed while playing the master of this Netherworld Manor, especially when the man in black was telling him about the rules.

The Murong brothers' slapping technique was still good, and one slap made him honest.

People gradually came to the originally quiet forest.

It was rare for assassins to gather on such a large scale, and everyone showed nervous and puzzled expressions.

Assassins were a profession that lived in the shadows, the more secretive the better, and they rarely gathered together.

Most of the assassins in this manor originally came from wealthy and powerful families, but they were naturally afraid of interacting with people, and they would get nervous and blush when they saw strangers, but they also liked to kill people, so they became assassins.

Some were even because they were ugly and naturally inferior, so they took on such a promising profession that didn't require much interaction with people.

That's right, even at the manor's gathering, most of them wore masks.

After learning that there were foreign enemies invading, the group revealed a sudden realization.

It had to be said that the assassins of this Netherworld Manor had strong mobility. In this huge manor, it took less than two incense sticks for almost everyone to arrive.

A hundred or two hundred people had already gathered on the riverbank.

The leading man in black, with a crooked face, respectfully said, "Reporting to the manor master, all nineteen silver- rank assassins, forty-two bronze- rank assassins, and one hundred and thirteen iron- rank assassins in the manor have arrived."

This number was less than Duan Yun had expected, especially the gold- rank assassins. There wasn't even one in the manor.

Were they so scarce?

But this also made sense. Assassins were either killing people or on the way to kill people, and there wouldn't be too many assassins staying in the manor.

Duan Yun nodded, picked up the corpse with the shattered head on the ground, and said, "Two experts from the White Socks Sect disguised themselves as manor assassins, intending to sneak attack on me, and have been killed by me."

"Manor Master is mighty!"

The crooked-faced man in black took the lead in flattering him.

Everyone quickly echoed.

Assassins weren't familiar with this and didn't like it, but they had to flatter the manor master.

The old man who was previously in the Floating Pagoda Hall looked at the human skin mask and exclaimed, "So it was him! He slapped me not long ago, so he was a spy!"

Everyone was quite surprised. They and the White Socks Sect had always kept to themselves, but this time they dared to assassinate the master of the Netherworld Manor.

However, their level of surprise was also limited. After all, assassins had killed all kinds of people, and over the years, there had been many people who wanted to sneak in and kill them, but it was rare to hear of anyone daring to attack the manor master.

"The White Socks Sect dares to be enemies with my Netherworld Manor, and my manor must retaliate!"

"All assassins, listen to the order. Now there is an additional mission, kill the White Socks Sect! The reward will be doubled as before, and four times for experts!"

Immediately, a group of assassins became excited.

The White Socks Sect had considerable strength, and they were in groups, so they were not easy to kill. If one or two were killed and their companions found out, it would be easy to become passive.

And experts were even more difficult!

But that was double, or even quadruple, the reward!

How many Immortal Rouge could they smoke!

The Netherworld Manor was able to control so many assassins and make them wholeheartedly work for them, and the credit for this was inseparable from the Immortal Rouge.

It was a very wonderful rouge-like substance. As long as people smoked it, they would feel happy and ethereal, and even the efficiency of killing people could be improved a lot.

Over time, the assassins gradually became inseparable from this thing when doing missions.

Even when they weren't doing missions, they would think of having a little to help them have fun. If they didn't have it, their whole body would feel like a monkey was scratching them.

But this Immortal Rouge was said to be very difficult to refine, and the manor only gave the most basic ratio each time. If you wanted more, you would have to spend silver or mission points to buy it.

Many assassins almost gave all the silver they earned from doing missions back to the manor, which could be described as "where you earn it, where you spend it, don't even think about taking half an ounce home."

This was also why this group of assassins was so bold and dared to take down the leader of the martial arts alliance as long as the reward was enough.

There was no way, they couldn't live without it!

Duan Yun had previously shuddered many times on those two female assassins, and although these memory fragments were fragmented, he could still get a glimpse of how the Netherworld Manor operated, so he knew a little bit.

Even though most of these assassins were socially awkward, they were all excited after hearing the reward.

Some were already discussing forming teams to go and take down the White Socks Sect.

Although assassins were solitary, cooperation was also a compulsory course when encountering troublesome enemies.

For a time, the entire forest became lively.

"Okay, silver- rank assassins stay, the rest retreat!"

Soon, only nineteen silver- rank assassins were left in the forest.

Duan Yun looked at them, and this group was very nervous.

This scene reminded Duan Yun of himself waiting in the office for the teacher to scold him in his previous life.

But now the roles were reversed, he had become the homeroom teacher, and this group of assassins was like students.

It had to be said that this feeling was good.

These nineteen silver- rank assassins were the elite left in the manor.

He had to ensure that these nineteen people were loyal and had no ulterior motives, otherwise his acting plan might go wrong.

So Duan Yun planned to shudder on them. Once he found someone who suspected him, he would kill them, or forcibly inject them with chivalrous spirit to kill demons and heretics.

However, his chivalrous spirit currently had one problem, which was that the person who was injected with it would often uncontrollably shout "I want to be a hero!", which would easily expose him.

So it was best to kill all those with problems!

At this moment, Duan Yun glanced around and said, "You are the backbone of the manor, and I have to examine your worth."

Then, he looked at a female assassin wrapped in black and said, "You go first."

The Murong brothers' zombie face suddenly turned greener.

Among this group of assassins, this was the only woman, and she had a good figure. He was quite fond of her and couldn't help but be moved.

He didn't expect Old Devil Duan to be inhumane and want the beautiful female assassin to bear the brunt!

At this moment, Duan Yun had already turned and walked towards the depths of the forest. The female assassin was a little nervous, but she could only follow.

As a result, at this time, a voice suddenly came from underground.

"Qian Mei, run! That's Old Devil Duan, the manor master has been killed by him!"

As soon as this voice came out, the nineteen silver- rank assassins present were stunned for a moment, and then their scalps went numb.

Because at that moment, emerging from the fallen leaves behind them was none other than the Dao Companion of this "Thousand Sister," a silver-ranked assassin extremely skilled in concealment and with a penchant for watching the excitement.

He had been there for an unknown amount of time and must have witnessed everything.

Only then did everyone realize that this Manor Lord was indeed different from before.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and the nineteen silver-ranked assassins scattered in all directions, scrambling and crawling away.

Duan Yun realized that the good deed he had painstakingly orchestrated had been exposed by a "rat" like this, and he was instantly consumed by rage, his entire being overheating.

"Damn it! Stop right there!"

"Are you not listening to the Manor Lord's orders?"

"I really am the Manor Lord!"

As he spoke, his legs had already blurred into afterimages, and he chased after them with a furious expression.

At this, the fleeing silver-ranked assassins were so terrified that their faces contorted, and they ran even faster.

Help!

Old Devil Duan is here to kill people!