"This guy, is this considered inherent magic?"

After releasing the criminals in the prison and finding the cages holding the blasphemers, Mu Hua looked at a man with an imaginary image of strong energy condensed behind him and asked Shanshan in confusion.

The phantom image of Gangqi, logically speaking, this should be the characteristic of blood-qi transformation. However, not to mention that the blood-qi transformation is high-end enough, although the man in front of him is tall and strong, his physique is just over three hundred, so it is unlikely that he can master the blood-qi transformation.

The shape that blood and qi take is usually an illusion of itself, but this man who looks like a human, the illusion of qi behind him looks like an Otara demon.

Moreover, the virtual image was too small, only two or three times the size of the man himself. Among normal Otara demons, this size would be considered severely shrunk and malnourished.

"This... should be inherent magic, but how did he activate this ability?" Mu Hua was confused about the situation, and Shan Na also had no idea about it.

"He's not a demon, so it could be a self-awakened supernatural power?" Mu Hua guessed, and then spread her hands to show that she was not sure.

"Jacob is the hyena of the Black Shark Gang and a professional thug. He is a battle maniac. The church has also been controversizing about whether he is a blasphemer. He was imprisoned here because he is not suitable to be imprisoned with ordinary prisoners."

Following behind Mu Hua, Charles looked at the man who was lifted into the air by the mysterious force, looked at the ferocious phantom that was struggling with his real body, and introduced Jacob's situation to Mu Hua.

Charles, the elegant old man who was first released by Mu Hua, is a man who is good at disguising himself. In this courtyard, blasphemers usually keep to themselves. They may be good at disguising themselves, but they are always wary of others.

Seeing that Mu Hua had no intention of gathering them together, the blasphemers released by Mu Hua basically fled here. Instead, Charles and Louis stayed by Mu Hua's side, acting as if they were planning to follow Mu Hua.

Looking at Jacob, the touch of jealousy brought him in front of him. Mu Hua pinched Jacob again and again, causing Jacob to make strange angry noises in his throat.

Jacob was about to curse Mu Hua as a pervert, but he saw Mu Hua slap the golem behind him and disperse it. The hot-tempered big guy was not stupid and immediately became obedient.

"I guess this guy has an extraordinary ancestor. If he were outside, he might be considered a genius, right?" After dispersing the phantom of the Gangqi, it really felt like blood and qi taking shape, but the strength did not exceed the range of three or four hundred physical fitness. Mu Hua said with some admiration.

Although the strength of this ability is average, it is really high-end enough. Jacob's ability should be inherited from the previous generation and is related to shapeshifting and blood shapeshifting.

And these connections are all higher-level abilities. Obviously, these should be the seeds sown by some powerful being.

"Genius? What about me? Am I considered a genius outside?" After hearing Mu Hua's evaluation of Jacob, Charles was curious about the ancestor issue that Mu Hua mentioned, but Louis cared more about the evaluation of genius.

A genius is a genius, but in Mu Hua's eyes, Jacob's ability is just interesting at best. Putting Jacob back on the ground, Mu Hua signaled him that he could leave on his own and turned to look at Louis who looked cheerful.

"One of his ancestors cultivated magic that was powerful enough to affect his genetic genes. You can understand this as him having a human ancestor who was able to tear apart a chariot mecha with his bare hands."

"He inherited some of the abilities of that ancestor. Demons generally classify this ability as talent, and humans generally call it inherent magic. His should be considered a supernatural power. Anyway, I don't believe that he has come into contact with blood and qi to transform into a human form." All the blasphemers have been released. Mu Hua turned around and prepared to leave, explaining to Charles by the way.

"As for you... you should also be considered a genius, a medical genius. Don't say that you are a necromancer anymore." After talking to Charles, Mu Hua looked at Louis who was quite expectant and said to him.

The spellcasting abilities of these blasphemers in the prison are not that good. However, perhaps due to the circumstances, these blasphemers do have some unique skills, including killing techniques.

Take Louis, for example. This guy taught himself in a world without a medical knowledge system. Oh, no, it seems a bit insulting to say that he taught himself. He actually invented surgery on his own.

He may have learned some medical information from some foreigners, but it must be said that he can do things like reattaching severed limbs and transplanting organs.

Moreover, this guy has killed countless people with the help of a scalpel, and when it comes to dissecting bodies, he is definitely an expert who can put professional dissectors to shame.

After getting to know him, it turns out that Louis is surprisingly cheerful, indifferent to life and death, with a weak sense of good and evil, and is obsessed with studying the boundary between life and death. In short: pervert.

Compared with him, Charles has a greater talent for casting spells, a spellcaster that even Mu Hua envied. Some people often said that Mu Hua had a strong ability to analyze magic, but in Mu Hua's opinion, Charles was a real genius.

This guy actually relied on his half-baked knowledge of magic to simulate the effects of divine spells through spellcasting.

Just like the healing technique in the magic system, it is an analytical simulation of divine arts. People study it because it is practical, while there is no need to study those offensive divine arts. The effect of directly holding back magic is no worse than that of divine arts.

But Charles was able to simulate the forms and attack effects of many faith spells without the power of faith.

It's a pity that he is a bit old and has spent his whole life studying things that don't have much meaning, but his ability to analyze magic is really not exaggerated.

Putting magic aside, this old guy is knowledgeable and can be said to know everything. His greatest crime was not blowing up the church library in a certain city, but impersonating a clergyman and infiltrating various church agencies.

That's right, Charles is very good at disguise, the kind of physical disguise. He has even disguised himself as a bishop of the church and the high priest of the Knights Inquisition.

This old guy is a fraud and a swindler, and he has also defrauded many churches of charitable donations.

Apart from some psychological problems, they are all talented people... Mu Hua released all the prisoners here, and he didn't care where they would go to have fun in the future.

Charles and Louis stayed close to Mu Hua and refused to leave even when he tried to drive them away. Mu Hua found it quite interesting, so he was too lazy to kill them.

There is no need to guide these blasphemers. Even the church cannot change their stubbornness. Although they are perverted, their wills are extremely firm. It would be foolish to seduce them. They have rich social experience and are all very smart.

If they clearly show their willingness to follow you, you don't need to be too wary of such people. At most, they will stab you in the back out of curiosity, but generally they will not do other acts of betrayal.

The prison has gradually become quiet. The bodies of some prison guards along the way have been stripped naked. Clothes, weapons, vehicles, and even some weapons fixed in the prison's defense facilities have been dismantled. These should be the work of the escaped prisoners.

"Aren't you leaving?" After walking out of the cell area, Mu Hua turned around and asked when he saw Jacob still following them with his head lowered.

"I can help you fight." Jacob, a strong black man about 1.9 meters tall, with a bald head and a fierce look on his face, spoke to Mu Hua in a rather honest tone.

"Fight? They probably want to know more about magic. What do you want?" Mu Hua raised his eyebrows. Louis and Charles glanced at Jacob with a hint of contempt.

"If I meet someone I can't beat, can you save me?" Jacob said.

"Ha~~" Mu Hua laughed strangely.

After hearing what he said, the contempt in Louis and Charles' eyes disappeared. Well, this guy is not stupid. He is a battle maniac and he also knows how to find insurance for himself.

"Okay, follow me. But let me tell you, I'm going to kill a god, so you'd better try to please Shanshana. Follow her closely when she runs, so that I don't accidentally hurt you in the chaos." Mu Hua said with a smile.

The appearance of these three people is more in line with the characteristics of locals. What's more, there is a big liar Charles among them. It is convenient to hide if they are taken around, which can save a lot of troublesome harassment.

"Deicide? You, you...are there many people in the outside world who can fight against gods?" Mu Hua's words did not frighten the three men. They showed an excitement about the word "Deicide" that was normal for ordinary people.

“Hahahahaha~, there are not many people who can fight against gods, but he is possible. However, respected Mr. Mu Hua, it is not easy to kill a god in this courtyard.”

When the three were asking, space fluctuations appeared near Mu Hua and some disembodied voices floated over. Leaving aside Mu Hua and Shan Shan, Charles and the other two took precautions at the first moment. Like wild beasts walking in the wild, these guys' combat awareness was quite strong.

"Petrified!"

"Broken appearance!"

"Eternal Ice Coffin!"

Faced with the sudden strange sound, Mu Hua immediately opened the Petrifying Magic Eye towards the location of the space fluctuation, swung out the Dimension Slash, and felt the flow of breath, followed by another confinement-type ice magic.

"Wow, wow, wow, stop it, stop it, we are on the same side, don't, don't blow it up! Hey! Honey, you are going to kill me!"

The strange cry kept changing direction under Mu Hua's attack, and the cracks in the space that were torn open offset Mu Hua's dimensional slash. The eternal ice coffin froze a puppet prosthesis. As a ball of lightning that turned into black and purple condensed in Mu Hua's hand, a man in a suit and tie appeared in the air.

"Hmm? Devil?" With crystal lines flashing in his eyes, Mu Hua paused his attack and said uncertainly.

The devils that leave hell are generally devil merchants, and devil merchants generally will not easily conflict with others, and will not fight even if they are paid.

"Hey, you can recognize that I am a devil? Your identification skills have reached the level of true seeing." The visitor was also quite surprised. The true seeing he mentioned was not the magic of the eye of true seeing.

"That's the devil, the demon merchant?" Mu Hua asked.

"I guess so, dear. You can call me Mephisto." Under Mu Hua's gaze, the man did not show any malice and slowly descended from mid-air.

"Mephisto? Mephisto! The third one?" Mu Hua felt that the name sounded familiar, and questioned it aloud.

“Of course, beautiful daughter of blood, I bless you with a beautiful dream.” The visitor had an infatuated smile on his face. He flipped his hand lightly, and a beautiful bird with long tail feathers flew high into the sky. After circling in the sky for a few circles, it nimbly landed on Setsuna’s shoulder.

Dreaming about birds? Mu Hua was surprised. He had given bird feathers to girls before, but this guy was giving birds as a gift when he met her?

"The third one? Lilitu's loyal dog?" Mu Hua was a little surprised, and the smile on Mephisto's face froze.

"Hey!" Mephisto raised his dissatisfied question.

"Okay, I apologize." Mu Hua spread his hands. It seemed impolite to call a suspected king a "licker" when meeting him. (End of this chapter)