A week later,
a week has passed since the battle that shocked the world. The originally dilapidated city, filled with chaos and screams, has gradually settled down, with only the tinkling and banging of the city. The sound of the construction team and the sound of construction made everything seem to have returned to its original calm.
In the dark, countless big shots with hands covering the sky are frantically pursuing the so-called supernatural power. They begin to look for existences that can break through the limits of human beings.
Under the joint action of these big shots, many small mages were found, and by means of coercion or bribery, these small mages were allowed to take out their own inheritance, or forced them to work for them, and real people like Daolong Dad and others were Powerful mages use various methods to cover up their own information and confuse cognitive concepts.
Coupled with the combined effect of the righteous energy and the black energy in the dark, almost all the famous mages have not been found. They are just dormant silently waiting for the next opportunity, a better opportunity to seize life span, strength, Opportunities for magic, knowledge.
The battle between Taylor and the Holy Lord also set off a huge storm in the supernatural world. The mysterious man who could crush the Holy Lord (who they believed was the strongest demon wizard among the eight demons in his heyday) was also highly sought after by many mages in the supernatural world.
They saw a more distant road in Taylor, and saw power that exceeded the limits of this world. Many old mages whose strength had almost stagnated and had planned to give up the pursuit of knowledge and instead pursue life, after witnessing this terrifying power, rekindled He gained hope and devoted himself to a new round of magic research.
There are also many Black Qi mages who saw such a terrifying figure and easily suppressed the legendary demon. The leaders of the Black Qi chose to escape from here and went to more remote places to hide in the deep mountains and old forests.
Daolong is one of them. He thought he was invincible after defeating the Archmage and killing him. But when he actually witnessed the battle between the Holy Lord and Taylor, he realized the era of black energy. It hasn't arrived yet. As long as that terrifying figure exists, and as long as that figure has not definitely disappeared, he can never show up.
The black energy wizard who has lived for a long time is not a fool. It is worth mentioning that Daolong also saw the more distant scenery from this battle, so he moved out of his castle and took his black energy with him. The warriors went to a mysterious primitive jungle.
While paying attention to that battle, he inadvertently knocked over his bookcase and saw the whereabouts of the legendary Holy Grail containing the power of life in a long-dusted ancient book.
Raising his head and looking at the old castle that was burned to ashes by the black flames, Daolong looked at the open mouth in his palm, as well as his materials, knowledge and property stored in it, and turned his head without mercy towards the depths of a dense forest. at.
"Gan, Wen, Cui, Shan, it's time for us to go."
It's time to further study the great black energy magic while pursuing a longer life.
"Damn it, how did I know that the stone plate passed down by my family could turn into such a terrifying monster, and it destroyed my foundation, it destroyed my building!!!" He
is being jointly wanted by the black and white parties, and his worth is Wallon, who has already spent tens of billions of dollars in passive income, is now hiding in a garbage dump. The bright suit he used to have has been eclipsed and full of holes. His unshaven beard has not been shaved for a long time, and his hair is scattered in clumps. Yes, the unpleasant stench exuding from his body could not hide the fear and confusion in his heart.
He really didn't understand. He just went downstairs and took the car out to recruit a physical arts master to increase the power of their black-hand organization.
But in the blink of an eye, his old home was bombed and the roof was ripped off. Now his net worth has increased by tens of billions and he has become a walking wealth, watched by countless greedy eyes.
"What on earth is going on? Holy Lord! My family has served you for hundreds of years, and this is how you treat me?!"
On a dark and stormy night, a decadent man huddled in a mountain of garbage shouted. Roared unwillingly.
"Come on, come on, I heard someone shouting and yelling here, maybe it's the walking 10 billion!!!"
"Fuck!!!"
District 13.
In the office of the district chief of District 13, Sheriff Black, who has no hair on his head and is wearing a red shirt, is currently dealing with several phone calls on his own.
"Yes, sir, yes, that's right, I think it should be this kind of sir."
"Well, if you put it this way, I think we should think about it again and discuss it more. What they have is something we have never been exposed to.
"Excuse me, sir, what are you talking about? The signal here is a little bad. The signal jammer keeps malfunctioning recently. Hey, I'm sorry." After
Ka Yi
dealt with it like a verbal artist, Chief Black wiped Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he collapsed on his office chair. He looked at the photo of Chen Long when he was young on his desk with a wry smile.
Old friend, old friend, you have done me a disservice this time.
I have always considered you to be my best friend.
The changes in this world are no longer something I can see clearly. I'll ask you again on my birthday in two days, my old friend.
On the site of the ancient Mayan civilization, there is a man wearing a gorgeous crown on his head, like a lizard man, but with wings of colorful feathers on his back. He is wearing a war skirt around his lower body. He has strong muscles and pale yellow eyes. With a flash of sharpness, Quetzalcoatl flew out from the underground ruins. He looked towards the clear sky and the endless wilderness.
It's time to welcome Maya's princess back. My princess, where are you? The
man in Dad's Antique Shop
single-handedly launched an unprecedented and shocking battle, making everyone realize that humanoid nuclear bombs, even beyond humanoid nuclear bombs, are comparable to human-shaped celestial bodies, and single-handedly changed the entire world pattern. The man was sitting at the small round table in the kitchen of the antique store, taking a sip of hot tea.
Looking at Taylor who was leisurely holding hot tea in one hand and a dragon-shaped earth-brown ball in the other, Chen Long and his father looked at each other and opened their mouths, but found that they couldn't say anything and could only say sadly. He sighed and waited for this man to speak.
Xiaoyu hid behind the kitchen door, secretly sticking her head out to look at Uncle Long and her father who looked depressed, and then stared with admiration at the young figure holding a dragon-shaped earthen ball and drinking hot tea.
Taylor has no time to talk to Chen Long and the others now. He is communicating with the Holy Lord in his mind.
"Holy Lord, I've given you enough time to think about it. Tell me how to communicate with hell."
(End of this chapter)