Chapter 1120 (1/2)

In fact, broken magic powder is still very reliable.

Since the experience of Voldemort's magic, Fanlin is afraid of this kind of magic that draws people to the illusion, and it also makes van Lin see his shortcomings.

Their own brain sealing technique can not only withstand under normal conditions, but not everyone shouts out the name of the curse and attacks you in front of you.

For the undetectable threat, Fanlin thinks it is more reliable to rely on equipment.

Anyway, it's all from their own hands, but the use of Fanlin is also at ease.

After a burst of cool stimulation on his scalp, van Lin only felt that the corpse in front of him became clearer. It was also true that he had mistaken him for nicoleme. Maybe there was a slight change. But Van Lin always believed that the person in front of him was definitely not nicoleme.

Are you kidding? Nicoleme is going to die here?

”Recovery as before!”

Van Lim tried to restore the body, including the clothes, with his wand, but it didn't seem to work.

Maybe it's not enough radiation, or is it because it's so old?

Obviously, the latter is better news for Fanlin, but it doesn't rot in water, or the degree of decay seems a little too low.

”Maybe it's the temperature and the confined space. After all, strictly speaking, this is another world.” Vaseline said that with the magic wand to dry the water of the corpse, the smell of rotten corpse seemed to have passed away with the water.

It's not like a wolf headed soldier, nor is it the Eagle Head in the design. This corpse makes Fanlin a little confused.

”Wait a minute. Look at this man's bones...” Said Rutherford, lifting the clothes from the corpse with his wand.

”Bones?”

Fanlin is stunned. When he looks up, he is different from the bones in his impression. Most of the bones of a normal person will appear yellow and white after a period of death. However, this person is different now. When one corner of his clothes is lifted, the bones are all in a dark green appearance.

”This is...”

”Don't touch it with your hands.” Rutherford was the first to pick up the skeleton. ”We can confirm that it's the poison.”

”Corpse poison...” Van Lin hesitated for a moment, ”is this a reliable thing?”

”Oh, you can have a taste. It's very fast to die.” Rutherford said casually, ”I've seen a lot of them before you.”

“MMP！”

”What?”

”Oh, nothing. It's a nice day.” Van Lim said without hesitation, ”so this man is definitely not nicoleme.”

”You can be sure.” Rutherford said, ”unless nicoleme dies here, and it's poisoned, to the extent of the corpse, it can invade the bone marrow and become this color It's hard to imagine what he's been through

”Here...” Hermione said she saw the remains hidden in the body's cloak.

”Pocket?” ”It may be...”

With a little touch of the wand, the pocket burst, just like breaking a treasure chest, and a lot of things instantly drowned the body.

Clothes, bottles, jars, and skeletons?

It seems that this should be the skeleton of a human being, similar to the corpse, in a dark green state.

This reminds Fanlin of some of the witches' magic.

Most necromancers who study necromancy and curse magic are also proficient in voodoo.