Versatile Mage: Choose one of three Hexes at the start

Chapter 135 Big Breasts and Brains
The sky gradually darkened.

At this moment, the short man leading the way suddenly stopped and gestured to his burly companion beside him.

The burly man immediately understood what he meant, and then took out some grayish-colored, garlic-shaped objects from the bag he was carrying.

"This is gray garlic. Eating it will mask your living aura, so the undead won't attack us," the burly man said, dividing the gray garlic in his hand among himself.

"You guys actually have such good stuff?" Mo Fan casually took the gray garlic and immediately put it in his mouth.

next second.

Ugh~~
Mo Fan immediately spat out the garlic cloves in his mouth, his face contorted in pain.

"Holy crap! What the hell is this? It tastes like shit!!"

"Have you ever eaten shit?" the burly man asked Mo Fan with a strange look.

"What the hell? Is that what I meant?" Mo Fan cursed angrily.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the short man who led the team immediately stepped between them to stop them.

"Dazhuang, what's wrong with you? How could you talk back to a customer?"

The short man first scolded his companion, then looked at Mo Fan and explained, "Although gray garlic tastes bad, it's a rare delicacy. You just spat it out, so the undead will sense the presence of a living person on you."

Although the short man didn't continue, Mo Fan understood what he meant. But who was he? He was none other than the Great Mo Fan.

"I'd rather fight the dead to my heart's content than eat this shit-like stuff."

"I'm telling you, you..." The short man was about to say something when he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the surroundings.

When he was distributing the garlic to the big man, the sky was already a bit overcast.

As the group continued their tug-of-war, the sky gradually darkened.

For the short man who frequently traveled this road, the strange sound that reached his ears was very familiar.

"Quick!! Everyone, eat the garlic right away." The short man urged everyone urgently while tossing another piece of garlic to Mo Fan.

Upon hearing this, Su Chi and Liu Ru ate the garlic cloves in their hands.

Asha's mother and her two attendants, without the slightest hesitation, ate the gray garlic in one bite.

Only Mo Fan still looked conflicted.

"What are you waiting for? Do you want to die?"

Seeing that the guy was still acting all coy, the short man was speechless.

Even if this food tastes terrible, is it more important than my own life?

Ugh~~
Just then, the ground around them, from which the sound had just been heard, suddenly cracked open.

One by one, rotting heads covered with maggots crawling and weaving emerged from the soil, their eyeballs drooping as if they were about to fall out at any moment.

Fortunately, these corpses did not crawl out immediately. Instead, they seemed to be stuck by something, with only their shoulders and above exposed, while the rest of their bodies remained buried in the soil.

When Mo Fan first heard the hoarse voice coming from behind him, he unconsciously turned around.

"Damn you! You scared your grandpa Mo Fan half to death!!" Mo Fan kicked the nearest rotting corpse head.

Then, to his slightly surprised surprise, the rotting corpse's head was kicked so hard that it was severed from the body, flying through the air in an arc and disappearing into the distance.

Snapped! !

The moment the head hit the ground, the ground beneath it cracked open and collapsed downwards, revealing a huge tomb to everyone.

This must be an old tomb, as the stone bricks inside are rotten and unrecognizable.

At this moment, the more than twenty corpses that were originally lying in the tomb were also awakened by the loud noise. They instantly opened their eyelids, which had been closed for many years, revealing their scarlet eyes, and crawled out of the tomb very quickly.

Since Mo Fan was the only one among the eight people present who hadn't eaten the gray garlic, the skeletons that crawled out of the tomb immediately turned their attention to him.

Sensing the presence of a living being emanating from him, these pitch-black skeletons, which resembled ancient funerary figures in life, rushed directly towards Mo Fan.

"Rose Flame - Fierce Fist!!"

These skeletons, whose strength was merely at the servant level, were no match for the mid-level fire magic enhanced by the spirit seed. This punch not only killed the few black skeletons that had just crawled out, but also blasted away the tomb behind them.

"You think you can mess with me with this little bit of strength?"

Seeing Mo Fan start to gloat, Su Chi couldn't help but remind him.

"You should look around you first before you speak."

The instant Mo Fan destroyed the tomb, seven or eight such nests suddenly appeared within a radius of several hundred meters.

Hordes of skeletons crawled out of the tomb like well-trained soldiers, and then all their eyes were fixed on Mo Fan, the only one in the crowd who still exuded the aura of a living person.

Holy shit! !
Mo Fan was also frightened by the hungry look in the eyes of these skeletons.

"Actually, I find this stuff tastes pretty good." Mo Fan tossed the gray garlic into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing it properly.

Seeing that the troublemaker had finally stopped being stubborn, the short man smiled disdainfully, then glanced at the hundreds of skeletons around them who were treating them like air, and said, "We'd better leave quickly. There are so many of these people buried alive; they might be some ancient prince or nobleman."

The effect of the gray garlic was immediate. Mo Fan had only swallowed the gray garlic for a short time when the aura of a living person on his body was completely covered up.

After the group passed through the encirclement of skeletons, Asha's voice, which had been silent until now, finally spoke. Her voice was clear and melodious.

"Have the spirits in this place always been this active?"

Seeing that Asha Ruya was asking him, Su Chi was somewhat surprised.

However, he still met Asha's gaze and said, "It was alright before, but I heard that after something appeared, the death energy here became unusually strong, which caused the undead to riot."

"I've heard some rumors," the short man suddenly interjected. "People in the industry say a new era of the undead is coming. Apparently, a certain emperor from the Tang Dynasty is returning, and once he returns, the supreme ruler of this undead-ruled kingdom will change."

The short man rattled off a long list, basically recounting everything he knew. "How many years ago was the Tang Dynasty you mentioned?" Asha'ruya pressed.

? ?
Apart from Su Chi and Asha's two attendants, the rest of the people all looked puzzled.

"No, you don't even know this?" Mo Fan retorted.

"Is there a problem? I'm not from your country." Asharuya glanced at Mo Fan and still offered an explanation.

It turned out to be the case.

The short man suddenly realized and said, "More than a thousand years ago."

“More than a thousand years. A thousand-year-old dead king.” After hearing the dwarf man’s words, Asha’ruya said nothing more.

With the gray garlic concealing their living aura, Su Chi and his group made a very smooth journey, hardly ever fighting with the undead.

“This gray garlic is truly amazing. With this, it seems that the undead aren’t as terrifying as we imagined,” one of Asha’s attendants remarked.

Along the way, the group encountered many undead, but the undead basically ignored them and just collected some fine sand that looked like it was glowing white.

These fine sands are special items that absorb moonlight and death energy, which are beneficial for enhancing the strength of the undead.

"You're overthinking it. Gray garlic isn't a common commodity. It's harder to find than gold, and most of it grows in places teeming with the dead because it needs the flesh of the dead to grow. So, gray garlic can't be cultivated artificially."

The short man immediately interrupted his bearded follower's daydream, saying, "Besides, only the people of Weiju Village know how to harvest gray garlic. If my brother didn't have half the blood of Weiju Village, I wouldn't be able to get my hands on this treasure."

As he spoke, the short man smiled and reached out to pat the big, muscular man next to him.

"What did you say?! This thing grew from a pile of dead bodies? Ugh~~" The bearded man seized on a certain sentence in the short man's words.

The thought that this thing needed human corpses as nutrients made the bearded man gag.

Ugh~~
Seeing the bearded man gagging, Mo Fan, who had been enduring the pain, couldn't hold back any longer and was dragged into vomiting by the bearded man.

Even Liu Ru and Asha Ruya frowned and unconsciously raised their hands to cover their mouths.

"Just bear with it a little longer. Yangyang Village isn't far ahead. We'll rest there tonight," the short man said, pointing to a small hill not far ahead.

The destination Su Chi and the others had mentioned was between Yangyang Village and Hua Village, so the short man needed to lead them towards Hua Village, as it was his duty.

At this moment, the burly man next to him added, "There are quite a few rules in the village. If you want to stay here, you must abide by the village rules, otherwise don't blame me if you are driven away."

Everyone nodded upon hearing this, except for Su Chi, who shook his head slightly.

If he remembered correctly, Yangyang Village should have disappeared.

Sure enough, when the group crossed the small hill and arrived at the foot of the mountain on the other side, they did not see the village that the two short men had mentioned.

There was only a very messy pile of discarded wood in the mountain stream, which made the group of people who originally wanted to see what a village in the land of the dead looked like.

"Are you playing us?" The bearded man glared at the short man, his tone laced with anger.

"This is impossible. This is clearly the address of Yangyang Village. I have walked this way dozens of times over the years. There is no way I could have gone to the wrong place."

The short man was also a little flustered; this unexpected situation had completely disrupted his plans.

The burly man next to the short man reacted even more intensely.

He stared in astonishment at the uneven ground below, then ran down the hillside like a madman.

“Look, the map shows that Yangyang Village is right here. I would never lie to you.”

The short man quickly took out the map and looked at it carefully. After confirming that he had not gone to the wrong place, he held the map and explained in an urgent tone.

"Hmph, since your map shows it's right here, then let me ask you, where's the village? Did you eat it?" The short man's explanation did not calm the bearded man down; instead, it made the already somewhat annoyed bearded man even more irritable.

"I don't know either." The short man stared blankly at the uneven ground not far away.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly explained, "Unless... Yangyang Village didn't escape this undead riot."

"That can't be right. Didn't you say before that these dilapidated villages have been rooted in this land for hundreds or thousands of years? How could they not withstand a single undead riot?" Liu Ru asked doubtfully.

"This"

The short man thought it made sense. Over the past hundreds or thousands of years, these dangerous villages must have suffered more than one undead riot, yet they never disappeared. So, this guess was highly unlikely.

"Could it be because of that deceased king you mentioned before? Because a new ruler has taken over, and this new ruler doesn't welcome these native inhabitants living in his territory?" Asha'ruya said from the side.

Mo Fan, who was also pondering, had his eyes light up when he heard Asha's words.

Yeah, how come I didn't think of that?

Mo Fan glanced at the veiled woman, whom he considered ugly, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
It's rare to see a woman who is both beautiful and intelligent.

Not long after.

The burly man, who had been somewhat crazed, silently returned to the group. Judging from his distraught appearance, this was indeed the location of Yangyang Village, and the short man had not led them astray.

However, now that Yangyang Village has truly disappeared, their original plans have to be changed.

"What do we do next?" the bearded man asked the short man.

“We can only go to the next village. The next village is Hua Village, which is on the way. I just hope that Hua Village won’t disappear like Yangyang Village, otherwise…” the short man replied.

Mo Fan had no objection to this, since Zhang Xiaohou had disappeared between Yangyang Village and Hua Village, a route they would have to travel sooner or later.

"Come on, brother. The entire Yangyang Village has disappeared. There's no use being sad now. Besides, maybe the original inhabitants of Yangyang Village knew about the danger and migrated in advance." The short man patted the big man on the shoulder to comfort him.

The strong man also had good mental fortitude, quickly recovering from his sadness and then leading the way for everyone.

"Oh, right, there's another problem. We're running out of garlic. I originally planned to rest in Yangyang Village for one night before leaving, but if we go straight to Huacun, the garlic probably won't last us long enough to get there."

(End of this chapter)