Chapter 387

When Greg walked out of the gate of the manor, he was still a little dazed.

He stopped and looked back, and saw that the faces of the guests with different expressions were covered with a strange red light that he couldn't feel. At first glance, it seemed that they were happy after the banquet, but in fact, everyone seemed to be happy. Grinding his teeth and sucking blood greedily, wanting to bite that piece of meat.

The cold wind blew past, Greg shivered, turned his head suddenly to look into the depths of the manor, and took a deep breath.

At that moment just now, he felt extremely strong ether fluctuations. There were at least seven or eight sources, but in just one moment, only one of the biggest fluctuations remained.

And now, even the biggest one can't feel it anymore.

But Greg could imagine that just now, there must be many transcendent beings who couldn't hold back, stretched out their hands to the five books, and then... all died.

"If you just think about it, you will know that Ji Bonong dared to openly cooperate with the bookstore because he was not afraid of someone robbing him. This group of people has been completely influenced by those five books."

Three days later... I am afraid that there will be another bloodbath in the A16 manor.

Greg shook his head, then couldn't help a wry smile.

In fact, why didn't he suspect that he had also been influenced by the owner of the bookstore? Otherwise, how could they start to distrust the Secret Ritual Tower...

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Fei Qi since I ran to the side hall to find Boss Lin." Greg looked around and muttered to himself: "Since this guy got part of the memory of that god level, he knows that he is After the experimental product of the Road of Fire Sword, something is not right, where is it now?"

"And Charlotte...Wait, where's that guy?!"

He suddenly became alert, suddenly sober, ran back against the tide of the crowd, and kept turning his head to look for Charlotte.

Obviously she was still with him just now, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye while he was distracted.

"Damn it! Let her run away..."

Greg cursed inwardly.

As soon as the matter was over, he contacted Winston again, and the Secret Ritual Tower would immediately send personnel to arrest that Wilde assistant codenamed "Snowflake".

But at this critical moment, he let him go.

Panting, Greg stopped somewhere in the manor, and slammed the wall next to him. His face was very ugly, and at the same time, he couldn't help feeling depressed.

The teacher's life and death are unknown, and he can't even do this well...

Just when he was feeling hopeless, the moment he raised his head, he saw the cold and lotus-looking aristocratic girl smiling in the opposite corner, gracefully lifting the hem of her skirt to salute him.

The book between the chest and abdomen is not covered by the arms at this moment, and it shows the whole picture—the edge of the book is full of fascia and flesh, connecting the surrounding clothes and skin, and the center is a mouth full of sharp teeth , a thick forked tongue protruded from the inside, swaying from side to side like a snake, as if waiting for an opportunity to find a prey to pierce.

The corrosive viscous liquid dripped from the tongue to the ground, making a hissing sound, which made the scalp tingle.

Greg was stunned, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

But for some reason, his gaze was suddenly attracted by a flash of light—a gorgeous and strange ring was suddenly worn on the girl's finger, which was originally empty. The scarab-shaped gem was extremely eye-catching.

Charlotte stuck out her tongue, revealing the teleportation formation engraved on it: "There will be a period later, remember to say hello to Joseph for me, next time, he won't be so lucky..."

Under her cold voice that belonged to a girl, another old voice fused strangely.

"you!!!"

Greg came back to his senses, opened his eyes suddenly, stretched out his hand and rushed forward a few steps.

But the girl in front of her has disappeared in place.

...

Fitch had already left Area A, returned to Street 136 where he wandered all year round, and sat down in an alley in a slum at random.

He rolled up his sleeves and looked at his translucent arm that was constantly twisting and deforming.

The radiant skin is flowing like the surface of water, and it is still spreading light outwards. These lights are like entities swimming in mid-air, as if they are connecting with a certain gap.

"call……"

Fitch trembled, and raised his head, revealing most of his assimilated face.

Huge power was gathering in this body, and it was restlessly agitating. If he hadn't tried his best to control it, it might explode on the spot like a balloon filled with water.

Yanar's complete death caused all her own power to flow out.

Although most of the power erupted between the cracks of time and space and the dreamland, forming a turbulent flow of time and space, causing a large area of ​​the Nuojin formation to collapse.

But another part of the power, attracted by the higher concentration of the same mystery, surged towards Fitch who had obtained part of Yanar's power before.

And the part of the power that dissipated when she died was not only power, but also the power she was born to control—time.

In other words.

After Yanar's death, all power and authority have been inherited by Fitch.

Even, the bell worms who lost the only god level in time and space were originally squirming in a daze, but now they sensed the new ownership of power, and they all rebelled, and turned to support Fitch.

At this moment, those light rays on Fitch's body are the connection with those bell rotworms.

...

The water rippled in the void, and a figure in a thick and tattered black robe emerged.

"How is it possible? How could Yanar die?! She is the master of time, such a powerful domain concept..."

The void meditator's voice was full of horror.

For this meeting on the Road of Fire Sword, all the other "angels" have already arrived, except Yanar who has been late. The husband became a new contact and came to look for Yanar.

But he just followed the information given by the void, and sensed the fall of Yanar. After searching for two days, there was still no result.

No matter how puzzled Yakiev was, he had to believe it.

"It seems that we can only go back... The owner of this bookstore really needs to be treated with caution. It has only been half a year, and several gods have died one after another, even Yanar..."

Yagiov was about to leave the void when he suddenly received a message from the void.

"Huh? This is, why did the bell rotworms suddenly... Their god level is still there?!"

Yagiov's tentacles suddenly tore through the void, and followed the path of the information in the void to a small alley.

In that dark alley, the tall and thin young man half-sitting on the ground was dressed in sloppy clothes, but his naked body was like overflowing brilliance. Countless rays of light passed through the gap of time and connected to the bodies of those bell rotifers.

Although the young man's appearance was not half similar to Yanar's, the breath of strength and authority would not be faked.

Yagiov heaved a sigh of relief, appeared in front of the young man, and said, "I knew you were not dead—it was really decisive to allocate part of the power to occupy this mortal's body at the last moment, abandoning the pawns to save the car, Ya Gnar."

Seeing the strange god-level in black robe suddenly appearing in front of him, Fei Qi was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, recalled the memory of this guy from Yanar's memory, and showed a knowing smile : "Yeah... this time is too thrilling."

Fitch stood up, patted his clothes, pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Yagiov, why did you come to find me, Shang Dafeng? You don't seem like a character who can deliver messages."

Although Yagiov felt a little weird for a moment, he let go of that bit of doubt when Fei Qi said his name and Shang Dafeng's name.

He took two steps forward, covered the void territory here, and brought them to the original contracted land.

"Shang Dafeng is dead... let's not talk about that."

"The party is missing you, hurry up, this time we must completely collapse the barriers of dreams, and the owner of the bookstore, you almost died in his hands this time, you must also feel his true strength, this pair We've helped a lot... it's time to work together to truly root out this menace!"

...

Truth will, mechanical reincarnation.

The collapsed lower area was completely turned into ruins. At this moment, countless scholars were wearing exoskeleton equipment to carry out cleaning operations. They were busy, constantly lifting up the experimental instruments and building debris that were basically broken into slag and could not be distinguished. Get up and put it aside.

"When will this move..."

A scholar working in a corner complained softly to his companions: "My project is not finished yet."

The companion sighed: "Satisfy you, Kleist's laboratory next door is in these ruins."

He pouted and stomped his feet: "All the data is gone, and they have to redo the whole project."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and then gloated: "Really, I remember that they have been doing the experiment for two years, if this is done again... Tsk tsk tsk."

Immediately, he felt that his waist was no longer sore and his legs were no longer painful, and he could dig another ten tons of equipment.

"Crack..."

The scholar who was chatting and joking with his companions suddenly stopped, and vaguely saw the ruins not far in front of him move, as if something was about to come out from below.

There was a chill behind his back, and he thought he couldn't...

"Snapped!"

A slender hand popped out from under the ruins.

"Ah!" The scholar took two steps back in horror and fell to the ground. The companion next to him immediately raised his gun vigilantly: "What?!"

"Hmm... Rick? And... Alves?"

The woman with long black hair stood up slowly, patted her dusty tattered white coat, pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, her pair of azure eyes narrowed like two pure gems.

The two scholars were stunned: "Ma, President Maria?! You are still alive... No, how did you come out from here? Aren't you retreating to break through to the god level?"

"Yes, I am indeed breaking through to the god level, but the method is quite special, and now it has come out... It seems that Andrew has done incredible things during my absence."

Maria looked around, raised her head, and met Andrew, who was casting a dark gaze directly above, took out a notebook, shook it, squinted and smiled, "I found something interesting in the downtown area."

...

Lin Jie hummed a song and walked all the way back to the bookstore through the snow.

"I don't know if Moen has anything to do when I'm not here these days?"

Although it is fun to eat and drink in the manor, the bookstore feels more secure after all... The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as my dog's nest. This sentence is really good.

While thinking, he took out the key to open the door, walked into the door and said loudly: "I'm back! Moen..."

Lin Jie stopped halfway, and looked at the old acquaintance who was lying on the reclining chair with a bandage all over his body in a daze.

Joseph raised a hand with difficulty to say hello; "Hi, Boss Lin."