The spotlight of the oil lamp in the basement was still on. An old man named Barack Lounge sat upright in front of the table, his body covering most of the light emitted from the oil lamp, he quietly took out a plastic package that looked quite worn.
Barack Lounge was a professor and a great magical scientist since his youth. However, there were scars on his face that made him look fierce. Don't ask him about his nature, the man had a very violent temperament, the look in his eyes always showed a raging anger.
"I need about another month to gather all the power energy from the werewolves. It will probably take about 20 more people for the Shadow power to seep into my body, if that is fulfilled then I will be the ruler of the world forever." he said accompanied by laughter that exploded without being able to stop.
"I didn't expect, it turns out that my achievements so far have not been in vain and soon, those stupid demons will no longer be of use in my life, I will make sure that nothing will stand in my way to rule this world and nature."
"With these magic pills I created, I will use one of them to have pure magical power flow throughout my body and greatly help me to upgrade from the flesh refining level to the bone refining level. I hope the efficacy level of these pills will continue to supply all the energy to my body non-stop. I only need to cross one more thin line to reach the infinite power refining level which will soon be reached!"
The sound of someone unlocking the basement door broke his reverie. The expression on his face, which had been so happy and full of laughter, now instantly turned very serious, he quickly put away the pill packet and walked towards the origin of the sound.
When the basement door opened, the light from the bamboo torches illuminated the way back out of there, a cursed demon group member came into view and exclaimed with great fervor. "Professor, shouldn't we have a group discussion today? We suspect the two humans who passed through the forest the other day, they seem to have been helped by someone who doesn't appear to be there."
Barack walked out of the basement without saying anything. He was followed by Zhu's demon until the gray-robed man stood at the podium.
A similar group of demons were standing around the podium. They waited for Barack's words, until finally the man spoke expressionlessly, the tremble in his voice telling us that he was about 40 years old.
"An increase in spiritual power means a growth in magic power..."
The aura in which he spoke sounded so cold, revealing all emotion, but in truth he had just made the demons submit because of the power he possessed.
The dozens of members of the demon group watched Barack, they seemed to be bewitched involuntarily, every word that came out of the man's lips made them fall silent, among them there was no half-heartedness because of this.
In fact, everyone present tried to keep every piece of information told by the middle-aged man firmly in their minds.
Tap!
At this moment, the voice drew the middle-aged man's attention, his lips smiling obliquely and mysteriously.
"Looks like we have guests again, immediately carry out the attack as usual."
It was a rule that The Shadow's group continued to follow, since the group's inception. Every year, there would be a group member who would be chosen to carry out a special attack on the uninvited guests.
A trace of complexity flashed through the eyes of the other group members. Ever since they were exiled in the middle of a strange forest, Barack had always been their leader. They recognized that Barack's strength was also extraordinary.
That man was able to make an experiment so that the stealth power that was originally purely from birth, was now even strengthened by the magic caused by Barack.
"Alright then I'll be heading back to my residence soon, I have to go back to work tomorrow, I hope no one disturbs me during work hours." As Barack left them, everyone felt that his personality had changed a lot.
Well, maybe they were as insignificant as a bug in the leaves. They would be useful when there was something urgent to do. That made Barack's strength increase to a high peak level.
A group of demons can be conquered with just one hand! They are actually just slaves who cannot destroy Barack's figure just like that.
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"Fine, I won't bother you this time."
"Well, at least you can give me ten more days."
Having said so, a new agency that came to her this morning immediately turned around and left.
Seeing Ashley's backside move away, Olivia's eyes flashed slightly.
"Ten days!" Olivia thought to herself, "Did I decide too quickly in such a short period of time?" She then stood up and walked out of the house.
The December wind was blowing very cold, Olivia stuffed her hands into her jacket pockets and buried her chin deeply under her scarf. Olivia walked through the quiet alley to get some fresh air. But her steps stopped when she arrived in front of a black building. Across the street in front of the gate, two burly men stood guard there like iron towers.
'Black stone bar and gambling establishment'.
One of the biggest drunken places in the area. The distance from his house to the place was not too far.
"Yo, isn't this Mr. Barack?"
Olivia could faintly hear the gatekeeper's voice as a car pulled up in front of the building.
Her eyes did not blink at the man who had just gotten out of the car. He was wearing glasses so Olivia couldn't see his face clearly. However, suddenly her memory returned to her original plan.
Before actually leaving, the two men came up to Olivia, looking her up and down with curious gazes.
"Aren't you coming in sweet girl, Mr. Barack is faithfully waiting for you inside." Olivia ignored them and walked backwards.
But two men blocked her steps. "Why are you leaving? Don't you want to come in and enjoy a drink that will lift your spirits?" They tried to tease Olivia.
"What do you want? Stop coming any closer!" Olivia pointed her index finger at the two men.
But her efforts were in vain as the burly hand of one of them grabbed her wrist. "Come here, if you don't want to come in, why don't I hold you for a while!"
"I said don't come any closer!" Her unsuccessful attempt to break away from them, she instead fell into the arms of one of the men who was now smiling as he enjoyed the distinctive scent that wafted through her senses.
"Stop it!" Barack shook his head and didn't say much, he waved his hand to signal the two men to return to their work.
Olivia felt relieved, she didn't know whether to thank him or just leave. In the midst of the confusion, Olivia accidentally bumped into someone. "Oh, sorry! I really didn't mean to!"
The person she bumped into didn't answer and was surprised when she looked up. "Olivia?"
Some time after their last farewell, Leon was feeling bored at home and decided to go for a walk alone to take some time out. "Leon? What are you doing here?" Olivia was so happy when she finally got to see him again. "I didn't expect to see you here?"
"Olivia, are you busy today? Why don't we chat for a while? There's something I need to tell you." This was an opportunity for Olivia to tell him something that no one knew.
The woman immediately agreed with a nod. "Alright, where should we chat?"