Headquarters of the Survey of the Americas.
In a certain hall, Hook, William, and a group of evil alchemists were gathering together.
"Brother William, I have completely taught you the secret formula for entering and exiting the secret realm. You can now open the entrance to the bloody land." Hook said sincerely.
"I hope what you said is true, otherwise, you will know what 'the wrath of God' is..." William said coldly.
"Don't worry, how could smart people like us tell such lies that can be easily verified?" Hook said seriously.
"It's best like this." William nodded, then a ball of electric sparks flashed in his hand, and he began to recite the mantra.
Not long after, a door of fire suddenly appeared again. The flames were red and seemed to exude a trace of blood.
"Hiss... it's true." Hook looked at the fire door that appeared again with complicated eyes.
This clearly proves that William Robert is the next qualified person, and the place of bloodshed will actually open the door specifically for him!
And he himself was puzzled before and couldn't get in. Anyone who encounters this kind of differential treatment will be extremely angry.
Why? !
He felt a great hatred in his heart and secretly thought that in this case, he would not allow these so-called chosen ones, the qualified ones, to succeed. He would try his best to take possession of this secret realm as his own. have!
"Hey, young sir, you are really good. Are you interested in joining us?" A middle-aged white woman with thick foundation looked at the fire door greedily, and then turned to the handsome man in front of her.
"Haha, I'm sorry, Countess Barito, except for my uncle's request, I will only agree to invitations from beautiful women." William shook his head gracefully.
"Hmph, you will regret it, boy." The countess threatened sinisterly.
"So far, something I regret has only happened once, and I think it will never happen again in the future." William's face suddenly darkened.
Within the hall, tiny thunders suddenly appeared and crackled.
Everyone was suddenly shocked. As he spoke, there were celestial phenomena surrounding him. The so-called "Son of God" was indeed well-deserved.
No one talks nonsense now.
Hook smiled, stretched out his hand to invite us, and said enthusiastically: "Without further delay, let's go in quickly, or things may change later."
William nodded, and just as he was about to go in first, Hook stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Sorry, Mr. William, you have to be the last one in."
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A place of bloodshed and a river of blood.
A black shadow shuttled up and down, killing the water monster. And beside him, there was a dark book following it, like a very conscientious bodyguard, killing the dying water monsters from time to time.
"Damn it, this vigilante A would actually use such despicable methods! He is obviously afraid that my black robe will steal this treasure land!" The black robe hit a certain water monster to pieces with one palm.
Then the black book quickly stepped forward and took advantage of the opponent's gathering strategy to completely crush the opponent's soul...
"Hey, you crappy book! You're so cunning. When you first swam here, you were all golden. How could you become like me after a while? You are clearly misleading those monsters to make them think that we are a group. ! If you are wise, leave quickly, or I will get angry and tear you in half!" Hei Pao couldn't help but threaten.
Black Book was indifferent and still surrounded him, always ready to steal someone's head...
"Damn it, why are you so thick-skinned?" The black robe was helpless.
Suddenly, a fish rushed over quickly. It was long and narrow, like a sharp sword, aiming at the black robe and piercing it.
The black robe had an idea, and his figure drifted, turning to the back of the black book.
Then he heard a "bang" sound, and the swordfish hit the black book...
"Hahaha, you must die this time!" Black Robe said proudly.
When it comes to ghost methods, how can a mere magic weapon be compared with a person of the devil's way
However, the next moment, he saw that the black book was not damaged at all, not even a white mark was left. Instead, the opponent took advantage of the swordfish's dizziness to hide behind him again.
"Damn it, it's actually a very strong magic weapon, not one of those porcelain bottle gourds..." Black Robe said depressedly.
He didn't want to take action directly on the black book, otherwise it would inevitably attract the intervention of Knight A, who must be lacking an excuse to deal with him.
Thinking of this, he was a little lucky. If Knight A was also a member of the devil, there would be no need to do these tricks. He could just come up and kill everyone...
Hum, but precisely because of this, I have a chance.
Thinking of this, he tried his best to kill monsters again...
As for the black book who was always ready to snatch people's heads, he decided to ignore it. How many more could the other party snatch
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system space.
"The efficiency of this broken book is really high. It has killed many black-robed monsters in this period of time. It is more cunning than me." The uncle praised.
"Of course, it's all my usual education." Fang Ning took the credit for himself without hesitation.
"Damn it, I obviously laid a good foundation for it, how can it be your credit?" The uncle said unconvinced.
"I'm too lazy to argue with you in vain. Come back and let the parties involved speak for themselves." Fang Ning said proudly.
"Shameless, you knew it was targeting you, so of course you would say that." The uncle said depressedly.
"Stop talking nonsense and pay attention to that evil spirit." Fang Ning looked outside through the system perspective and saw blood gushing, and a complete killing spree had begun in the entire river.
"Don't worry, it can't escape." The uncle said confidently.
"Be careful not to get your head picked off by others," Fang Ning reminded.
"Impossible, I'm the only one grabbing it, how could there be anyone else?" the uncle affirmed.
"Well, that's good. Uh, no, there was a voice just now reminding me that the second candidate has come in. This voice should be the Heavenly Dao of this world. It seems that it is not the secret realm of Yin Qi last time. There is already one. He has gained an almost complete will." Fang Ning suddenly woke up.
"It's like this again," the uncle heard and was very dissatisfied, "Why are these inexplicable beings sending messages to you? It's obvious that you are a useless person."
"Nonsense, I am the real master of Knight A. You are just a pendant on my thigh. How is there any reason to bypass the master and report to the pendant?" Fang Ning said proudly.
"Damn it, sooner or later, my Lord, I will make this day bow to me, make this place sing for me, and make this world know my majesty." The uncle said angrily.
"You are really stupid. Don't you know that the deeper you hide, the safer you are? If you make yourself known to the world, that means the enemy is hiding and you are showing the light." Fang Ning said speechlessly.
"Uh, is that so? It seems to make sense. In that case, I'd better keep a low profile and give you all these names." The uncle said sarcastically.
"Stop talking nonsense, the second candidate has come in, you have to work hard." Fang Ning reminded.
"I'm always working hard, okay? If I had to use you to remind me, I would be cold. But you, go and strike for me." The uncle said disdainfully.
"No, I'm going to practice. I always feel that in the end, if it doesn't work out, I still have to play in person." Fang Ning shook his head.
Then he actually sat up cross-legged in the lounge and started practicing.
"It's not fun to sharpen your gun before the battle. You might as well practice now." The uncle affirmed.
But Fang Ning was suddenly unconscious at this time. His whole body was solemn and solemn, as if he had entered the state of formlessness, as if he was practicing the "Bodhi Sutra" which he had not touched for a long time.
Rays of golden light circled around him, going back and forth, appearing and disappearing.
"I didn't expect you, a kid, to have cultivated to this level without knowing it. The Bodhi Sutra is very difficult to cultivate." The uncle said in surprise.
However, Fang Ning did not answer.