No matter how it is portrayed in various entertainment works, prison is ultimately a gathering place for villains and scoundrels.

The so-called blasphemers are some Ukuru locals who secretly learn magical knowledge.

Because magic is forbidden, the magic knowledge here is quite poor, and the magic books are sinful things from the devil. In this environment, you can't expect those blasphemers to have a high level of spellcasting.

In fact, they are more like a group of political prisoners, but at the same time, perhaps their original purpose of learning magic has little to do with "evil".

But because of the special environment and the influence of the surrounding secular world, there are basically few good people among the blasphemers who are thrown into prison.

After all, the Ukulu Courtyard defined magic as evil from the beginning, and defined people who studied magic as targets that needed to be attacked, so you can't expect them to be like pure little lambs, right? If they were really pure, they would have been extinct in this courtyard long ago.

Thieves, robbers, human traffickers, drug dealers, murderers, swindlers, rapists and so on. The prison that Mu Hua invaded was filled with all kinds of criminals. They generally had bad personalities, or in other words, once they entered this big melting pot, it would be difficult to survive healthily here without a bad character.

Among these prisoners there are also blasphemers, a group full of rebellious personalities and curiosity. After a brief contact with them, Mu Hua discovered that, leaving aside the fact that they are learning magic, none of these blasphemers are good people if they are left out in the open.

Infiltrating, stealing, kidnapping, fraud, murder, robbery, and digging up graves to steal corpses, Mu Hua found those blasphemers in a special cell in the prison. Every blasphemer here had committed at least three of the previous crimes.

The magic learning in the outside world couldn't be more normal, but in the Ukuru Courtyard, most of these blasphemers who were obsessed with learning magic were suppressed and had some personalities that were different from ordinary people.

But no matter what has led to their current situation, no matter what, in the end, from every angle, they are not good people.

"Brother, they are the ones you are looking for."

"But, I'm not saying anything, big brother, these guys are just a bunch of perverts who perform tricks. Their magic is not very good, but they are all cruel and ruthless. Instead of dealing with them, it's better to let the brothers follow you!"

Deep in the prison, there are no normal brick and stone cells, but rather cages made of steel bars, each of which holds an emotionally indifferent prisoner.

Most of these prisoners do not have strong bodies, and some of them look quite handsome.

Seeing Mu Hua coming here with the leader of the prisoners in the prison, these people were briefly curious, but a cold light flashed in their eyes occasionally. Rather than being spellcasters, they gave people the feeling of some venomous snake killers disguised as lambs.

'The prisoners in the prison rioted and successfully took control of the prison? ' The blasphemers in the cage thought to themselves.

However, they did not expect Mu Hua and others to save them, because this is Ukuru, and even in the eyes of death row inmates, they are deeply sinful and hopeless.

The cage is spacious, with beds, toilets, and even an iron table fixed to the ground. Although their situation can be observed from all angles outside the cage, the environment here is not bad.

They did not undergo much torture because they were filthy, and even interrogation and beatings would probably have tainted them with their filthiness.

They are imprisoned here, waiting to be taken out for public execution when needed. The ultimate value of their existence is to warn the world.

"Okay, you should go too. There are zombies outside, and the knights and the city police are in chaos. Take your brothers and leave this city when you have the chance."

"Tell your brothers, if you are bitten by a ghoul, don't panic. Those crazy people are actually immortals who can live for hundreds of years."

"As long as the wound is not serious, being bitten by them will at most turn you into a ghoul. Your strength will become stronger, and your appearance will not change much. At most, you will become bloodthirsty and cannibalistic. I think you shouldn't mind that kind of thing too much."

Looking at the blasphemers in the prison one by one, Mad, Mu Hua even doubted whether these guys could meditate properly. Each of them was like a jackal, and some even had a perverted smile as if they wanted to intimidate others, but the magic power in their bodies was horrible.

The person Mu Hua was communicating with at this time was a short and stocky middle-aged man with some fancy tattoos on his body.

It is said that this guy is fond of raping and killing nuns in the church. As a controversial rapist, he still gained a relatively high prestige among the prisoners with his desperate ruthlessness and cruel character.

After all, not a good person.

Regardless of whether they are good or bad, Mu Hua released all the prisoners in the prison. No one knew who Mu Hua was, but there was a group of desperate criminals among the prisoners who admired Mu Hua for his courage to rush into the prison and release them. Some of them even wanted to follow him.

Well, Mu Hua didn't come to this courtyard to uphold justice, he came to cause trouble. Ninety percent of the prisoners here are troublemakers, and letting them out will only cause trouble, including the bastard in front of him. Mu Hua even kindly reminded him of the situation outside.

"Brother, I have many good fighters under my command. Among them, as long as they are equipped with weapons and equipment, they can fight even if they encounter the Punishment Knights of the Inquisition."

"You are a man who does great things. These trash are really useless. Why don't you take your brothers with you to do it?" Seeing that Mu Hua was interested in the blasphemers here, the sturdy man glanced at them with disdain and advised Mu Hua.

"Puff~!" A flash of blood appeared, and as Mu Hua frowned, the strong man's head rolled from his neck to the ground.

"You're so nagging." Shanna threw his hand away in disgust.

"What a waste." Mu Hua rolled his eyes, and the strong man's blood gathered into several blood snakes. At this time, there were still several prisoners following the strong man. Before they could recover from this sudden change, the blood snakes had already wrapped around their bodies.

"Puff~Puff~Puff~" A burst of blood exploded outside the cage, and all the prisoners died instantly.

This situation caused many of the blasphemers in the cage to stand up. It was obvious that they had more energy than before, and the emotions they exuded were also more chaotic. "Okay, this is magic, a kind of blood magic. We should be considered as one of our own. Do you need me to let you out?"

In the bloody prison, the red snake made a sound of spitting out its tongue. Mu Hua held a fireball in his left hand and a ball of lightning in his right hand. He spread his arms and spoke to the group of blasphemers like a charlatan.

"A spellcaster! He's a magician."

"Blood magic? What is blood magic?"

"Look, he actually touched the flame with his body. How did he do that?"

Whispers were heard among the blasphemers. Most of them were still wary of Mu Hua, but almost all of them stared at the fireball and thunder ball in Mu Hua's hands with shining eyes.

To be honest, these guys are not easy to fool. The blasphemers who are imprisoned here are all relatively paranoid. The blasphemers who are easy to fool have almost all returned to Unlanga's arms after training and transformation.

"What do you want us to do?" An old scholar-like man walked to the edge of the cage. It seemed that he had some status among these blasphemers.

He looks like an old-fashioned gentleman, with white hair, white beard, and a long beard that reaches down to his chest. His face looks old, but the skin on his face is not loose, giving him a bit of the look of a great wizard.

"Tsk, you're already this old, but your IQ is just over 100. I suggest you study magic, maybe it can enrich your life in your old age." Mu Hua threw the identification spell on the old man and said in a sarcastic tone.

"What crime did you commit?" Mu Hua walked to the old man's cage.

"Stealing, murder, blasting, fraud, impersonating clergy to steal fundraising funds, is this an identification technique?" The old man answered truthfully, but he seemed more interested in the identification technique that Mu Hua threw at him.

"Why are you all so weak?" Mu Hua twitched his eyes. Wow, this old guy has really wide-ranging involvement.

"Weak? Us? Powerful spellcasters will be executed soon after being captured. Are you foreigners?" The old man was a little surprised, but he understood in a flash.

"Oh, foreigners? Turn left when you go out and you will reach the human world. There are courtyards like this all over the world. Okay, just treat us as foreigners." Mu Hua said as he put his hands on the iron bars of the cage.

“Don’t! There is…” Seeing Mu Hua touching the cage, the old man hurriedly tried to stop him, but…

"Crackle~Crackle~~" In the violent halo of electric current, the wrist-thick steel bars on the cage were pried open by Mu Hua. With a few bangs, Mu Hua tore open the old man's cage.

“…” The old blasphemer.

The old man walked out of the cage tentatively, and a blood snake swam to his side. Probably with a bit of the innocence of a newborn calf, the old man actually wanted to try to touch the blood snake.

Mu Hua ignored him. The blood snake swam up the old man's arm. The old man pinched the blood snake again and again, feeling the liquid-like softness in his hands. He looked at the corpse not far away. There was no fear. The old man looked thoughtful, as if he was wondering about the principle of the blood snake.

"Hey~, what does this guy do?" At this time, most of the blasphemers in the cage put aside their hostility towards Mu Hua, and Mu Hua saw a man in a cage and said with some surprise.

He was about thirty years old, with a bronze complexion, tall, handsome, and gentle. Mu Hua was mainly surprised that he should be a psychic.

"Rafael Luis, nicknamed the Messenger of Death, this guy is a ruthless character." The old man glanced at the other party, seeming a little afraid.

"He was reported for stealing corpses, and he once used a scalpel to dissect alive five knights who had captured him. If he hadn't been so persistent in using the knights' corpses to create dead warriors, he probably wouldn't have been caught," the old man explained.

"Hello, sir, can you let me go? Or, what do you need me to do?" After the old man finished his introduction, the man named Louis bowed politely to Mu Hua and asked Mu Hua.

Mu Hua looked at Louis with a strange expression. He really underestimated the degree of blockade of magic knowledge in this courtyard. Using corpses to create death warriors? Corpse demons? Or constructed skeletons?
"Death Messenger, such a cool nickname, is your Death Warrior like this? Or like this?"

Standing outside the cage, Mu Hua waved his hand, and the bodies of the prisoners who had been killed by the blood snake exploded, and skeletons emerged from the bodies.

As these skeletons appeared, Louis' calm eyes widened, and when Mu Hua asked, the magic circle that derived the undead unfolded, and in a moment, a taller skeleton guard was looming in the magic circle.

"Hiss~~~" Looking at those skeletons moving as usual and condensing bone blades, as the skeleton guards stepped out of the magic circle with battle axes in hand, many blasphemers in the cage gasped.

"You...this...they...how did you do it? Are you a necromancer too?" Louis completely lost his previous composure, a fanatical expression appeared on his face, and he stared at the skeleton guards.

"Hehe~~" Mu Hua's expression was a little embarrassed, and he laughed sweetly at the side.

Mu Hua was in a weird mood. It was hard to say whether he was still a necromancer, but the Louis in front of him who had psychic powers was definitely not a necromancer.

If what he expected was correct, this guy was simply a second-rate warlock, and his so-called death warriors were most likely just constructed skeletons.

Damn 'You are also a Necromancer', what kind of novice village is this?
At this time, several prison guards transformed into ghosts floated nearby without any purpose. The touch of jealousy extended out, and Mu Hua directly pulled them to his side and swallowed them, just to calm himself down.

"Hiss~~~" This time, even Louis gasped. (End of this chapter)