Chapter 88 Causing a Riot
"Zheng~" the sound of metal being cut.

Several cold spears were cut off by the sickle.

The guards who arrived in the room first because of the alarm were looking at the strange existence floating behind Mu Hua in horror. The iron rod with only the gun handle left in their hands could no longer increase their sense of security.

They dared not touch the guns at their waists, because the sickle could draw an arc and slit their throats at any time.

The Raiders Association? Even if it could put the Raiders Group in a difficult position, it was ultimately just an institution in a normal human society.

As the chairman of the association and a noble, it is not difficult for Webster to hire some adventurers, but how many truly powerful people are willing to accept their command and control?

Even if there is, do they really dare to use it?
These guards are basically warriors who have barely reached the threshold of being a demon hunter. Perhaps if they were placed among the adventurers of Bear Pig Town, they could also be considered a character.

But although Mu Hua is young, it is clear that he can no longer be positioned in the conventional way.

The guards' equipment was no match for Tuesday's soul-specific weapon. The bone claws that stretched out from the void grasped their necks, choking the shouts they tried to make in their throats.

"Stop! Stop it!" An old man in butler's clothes ran into the room anxiously shouting.

At this moment, the spacious and warm bedroom seemed to have turned into a mysterious space.

Dozens of skeleton claws stretched out from the void, undead wielding scythes, and hellhounds with bared teeth and wagging tails.

The witch named Melinda not only had her neck pinched by the bone claws, but the two dead souls she released from a nameplate were also tightly grasped by the skeleton claws. The struggling spirits seemed like they would be crushed by the claws at any time.

The old man who appeared was the housekeeper here. Mu Hua had seen him when he first arrived at the villa.

It seemed that there was something urgent that needed to be dealt with, so he asked a maid to lead Mu Hua, and he did not go with Mu Hua to see Webster.

The situation is a bit chaotic at the moment. Although the room is spacious, in this relatively closed environment, Mu Hua's series of preventive measures have made the house feel eerie.

That’s right, Mu Hua thought that all the measures he had come up with were preventive measures, but now he also felt that it would not end well.

"Beavis, what's going on!?" Webster asked the butler with a gloomy face.

His face was dark and gloomy, but at least Webster had lost his earlier arrogance and excitement.

The power displayed by Mu Hua made him realize that Mu Hua was not a necromancer, and such a young necromancer could not be "created" without some family background.

"Master, the eldest lady wanted to see you just now, and I was just about to send her away."

"This gentleman is the alchemist introduced by Mr. Nick. He is from the Benson family."

"Mr. Mu Hua, didn't you tell the master your identity?"

Beavis ran into the room, stood in front of Webster, and while explaining to Webster, he asked Mu Hua with a wry smile.

"He didn't give me a chance to reveal my identity. Well, maybe this bitch should be blamed. She ruined what should have been a pleasant meeting." Mu Hua defended himself and turned to look at Melinda, who dared not move.

In this world, magician is still a high-end profession, even though Mu Hua seems to have easily performed a bunch of miscellaneous magic recently.

But leaving aside the adaptability of magic and intelligence attributes, even if one meets the learning conditions, magic itself is not so easy to learn.

Even demons usually only study magic related to their own talents and inheritance. If magic was so easy to learn, low-level demons with longer lifespans than humans would have been raging with fire and thunder long ago.

Witches are famous among humans for their ability to cast spells.

The Melinda in front of him was probably less than 30 years old. Although her hands were flashing with lightning, this witch had not even learned how to use a magic shield. The bone shield with only one layer was easily crushed by the bone claws. Mu Hua could show her in eighteen different ways in a minute.

"Hmph!" Hearing Mu Hua's accusation, Melinda snorted coldly and wanted to turn her head, but she couldn't move because her neck was pinched by the bone claws.

"Melinda." Webster called Melinda, and the magic fluctuations on Melinda's body gradually subsided, the magic circle in her hand dissipated, and the electric light disappeared.

"Descendant of the Benson family? As far as I know, you are not that Vic." Webster said calmly.

Although Mu Hua made quite a noise, Webster was not threatened except for a hellhound staring at him with ill intentions.

This was probably the reason why Webster calmed down so quickly. Mu Hua didn't dare to touch the dying old man.

"Sir, he is a relative of Mrs. Samantha." Beavis explained. "Yes." Webster nodded after thinking.

"Mr. Mu Hua, please forgive a dying old man for being so sensitive to necromancers. This is a misunderstanding." After a moment's silence, Webster said to Mu Hua.

Looking at Webster, who had regained his composure but whose tone was still somewhat tough, Mu Hua was about to speak when he heard hurried footsteps outside the house again.

"Who are you!" an angry female voice, five bodyguards in suits followed a mature woman and appeared at the door.

The woman in front of him was about the same age as Kunna, but had a more explosive body.

Hairpins, earrings, bracelets, rings, necklaces, surging magic fluctuations. This woman is very beautiful, but her temperament is a bit arrogant, perhaps because of the contrast of those precious accessories, arrogance can sometimes really show nobility.

"Father!" After seeing the situation inside the house clearly, the woman shouted loudly, and a bodyguard beside her exuded a strong bloody aura.

"Paggi, it's okay, they are all misunderstandings." Webster waved his hand coldly. As he spoke, he glanced at the bone claws sticking out from all over the room, and his turbid eyes finally looked at Mu Hua.

"Mr. Mu Hua, I have no connection with the Benson family."

"Without intersection, there will naturally be no contradiction."

"I don't want to have conflicts with her in the future. Can these be put away?" Webster pointed at the bone claw with his crutch and said to Mu Hua.

The Benson family is essentially a business family, and although they are involved in the sale of magic items, Webster does not need to worry about magic items because he can communicate with higher-end channels and has a reputation for righteousness.

The two of them each run their own fields, have no friendship or enmity with each other, and Webster's statement is quite appropriate.

"Of course, but this lady's bodyguards had better leave here first." Facing Webster's request, Mu Hua nodded, but looked at the woman named Page.

"I may be able to restrain myself from the people present here, but if I get into a conflict with these bodyguards, I'm afraid it will be difficult to save their lives."

When Mu Hua said this, Page's face suddenly changed, but Webster was a little surprised: This kid is really crazy.

"You..." Paige wanted to scold, but was interrupted by Webster.

"Forget it, Paige, let them go." Webster waved his hand.

"Father." Padge seemed to resist.

"It's okay. There's no need for him to cause trouble for himself." Webster shook his head.

"..." Paji thought for a moment and looked at Mu Hua for a moment.

"You go wait outside the door." Paige said to the bodyguard beside her.

This woman's bodyguards are all warriors, especially the one who can make blood overflow. If there is a conflict with him at close range, Mu Hua will not be able to suppress him as easily as he did Melinda.

If you don't want to suffer at the hands of the other party, you have to kill them. If someone dies, it may not end so well.

The bodyguard retreated, but did not go far. He just stood in the corridor outside the room.

The bone claws in the house dissipated, lying beside Mu Hua's legs on Monday, and sneaking into Mu Hua's body on Tuesday.

"Young man, this..." The released guard also left the room, but Melinda was still strangled by a bony hand. Webster looked at Mu Hua again.

At this moment, Melinda's eyelids twitched when she saw Mu Hua allowing an undead ghost that looked like a banshee to enter and exit his body at will.

She also drives the undead, but she only allows the undead to attach themselves to the objects they carry.

Even if it is a ghost that has signed a slavery contract, most witches will only allow the ghost to possess them when they are polishing their soul.

The human soul is very delicate, and ghosts are always "rough" when they come into contact with souls. Even if it is just a simple possession, it is not pleasant.

"What a ruthless person this guy is." Not only Melinda, but everyone present who had some knowledge of ghosts couldn't help but think so.

(End of this chapter)