A few days later.

Wilmot and the others boarded a float and set out on a journey back to the Blue Hand Guild Headquarters.

Tens of millions of kilometers away, the floating boat flew for half a year.

Upon arrival at the Blue Hand's headquarters.

The target object, Conan Cecil, once again fell into the hands of Caro Hisneri.

And to Carro's Desnari's surprise, two years after escaping, the current Conan Cecil is actually the strength of a level 6 magic netwalker.

"Why is your cultivation speed so fast?" Karo Hisneri couldn't help but ask.

"After being washed by the power of the crimson, my soul strings have been strengthened, my soul has been strengthened, and my cultivation speed has also accelerated a lot. ”

Conan explained, and this is not a lie, the reason why his cultivation speed is so fast is indeed due to the "power of the red".

"Interesting, very interesting...... Little one, I think you can become a demon, the most potential and powerful demon in history. Caro Hisneri sighed and smiled playfully.

"Elder, I still make a kind suggestion: don't lock me up in the forbidden land of the back mountain, don't connect my soul strings into the power of the red, once you do this, you will regret it, even more than last time. ”

Conan said indifferently, without the slightest fear on his face.

"I never regret what I do, and besides, I also want to take your body and do an experiment, an experiment to quickly create a demon. ”

Caro Hisneri said with a hint of sinister expression on his face.

He came up with a way to quickly create the Adversary, which was to increase the infusion flow of the Crimson Power, and infuse all the Crimson Power absorbed by 100 ordinary purifiers into the test subjects to speed up the "production speed" of the Adversary.

In this way, it used to take at least 100 years to successfully infect the Adversatil, but now it only takes 10 years!

However, considering the immense destructive power and corrosive nature of the Crimson Power, the danger faced by the Purifier has also skyrocketed, and the mortality rate has skyrocketed.

In other words, no matter how outstanding the talent of the self-connector is, it is probably more than bad luck to accept this kind of experiment.

But Caro Sisnari doesn't care, as long as he can complete the task of purifying the magic net as soon as possible, no matter how dangerous the experiment is, no matter how many self-connecting people he sacrifices, it will be worth it.

Conan Cecil, on the other hand, is just the first guinea pig in his new experiment.

So soon, Conan was thrown into the forbidden land of the back mountain, and was washed by a hundredfold red power!

"Ahh

"Ahh

In the well-guarded cave, Conan's screams were terrifying.

……

The other side.

Wilmot, who returned to the guild headquarters, also got his wish, and in the guild ring, he met the murderer who framed his younger brother - Dirius Skent.

After signing the life and death certificate.

In the ring, before the duel, the two had a conversation.

"Wilmot, why did you think that you want to find a law enforcement elder to fight to the death, don't you know my strength?" Dirius Kent is a tall and noble robe, with a graceful demeanor, because of his high cultivation and good maintenance, he looks like a handsome and free young man.

"Dirius Kent, have you forgotten how the man named Korenvina was framed by you more than ten years ago, right? You don't even know that as his brother, I am standing in this ring today to seek revenge on you, right?"

Wilmot said coldly.

Hearing this, there was a slight commotion in the ring.

Dirius Kent shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, maybe too much time has passed, I have forgotten that there is a man named Columvina, if I really killed him, I can only express regret." ”

"Hehe, you do a lot of evil, it's normal to forget one or two victims, but today, I'm going to inflict double the pain that my brother has suffered!"

Wilmot said with red eyes and gritted teeth, "I will rip off your limbs, gouge out your eyes, pull out your intestines, eat your flesh, drain your tendons, torture your soul, and make you scream the most undignified...... Finally, I will crush your throat to end your pain. ”

As soon as these words came out!

There was an uproar in the audience.

The onlookers didn't expect that the hatred in Wilmot's heart was so strong, just hearing his bloody description, many onlookers felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and the discomfort was extremely strong.

Dirius Skent's face also changed, there were people in this world who hated him so much?

But he immediately replied coldly: "Do you think you can kill me with your strength?"

The momentum on his body swelled suddenly, and the coercion of the strong enveloped the entire ring.

Feeling this momentum, among the bystanders, a few people's faces changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaim:

"This kind of coercion can only be issued by a level 8 immortal warlock. ”

"Dirius Kent is 48 years old this year, and he is not even fifty years old, and he is promoted to immortality?"

"A genius, a genius like Dirius Kent, it's hard to come up with one in a hundred years. ”

"It's won, this duel, Dirius Kent has no chance of losing. ”

Even Wilmot in the ring changed his face slightly.

couldn't help but say, "Your strength has actually broken through again?"

On the other side, Dirius Kent had already attacked: "Go down and accompany your brother, for to the dead, no matter how much you know, it doesn't make sense." ”

A level 6 attack spell [Blue Light] that shoots towards Wilmot at great speed.

Wilmot dodged sideways, and a spell was brewing in his hand, and he immediately shot back: "What about level 8 immortals? Killing you a waste won't cost me much effort!"

It turns out that Wilmot has also recently been promoted to level 7 legend, which is only one rank away from Dirius Skent.

However, in the past six months or so, Wilmot has made full preparations, and with the help of the combat assistance system, he has killed Dirius Kent, who does not have much actual combat experience, and he is confident that he is sure enough!

So the next game was indeed in line with Wilmot's expectations, but it was beyond the expectations of all onlookers, and even made Dirius Kent find it hard to believe the direction.

In the first 20 minutes, the two had a mutual relationship, and no one could help anyone.

In the middle 20 minutes, Wilmot had already found his flaws and weaknesses, and launched a fierce attack on his weaknesses, forcing Dirius Kent to be embarrassed, and the wounds on his body were increasing one after another.

Wilmot remained unscathed, instead like a seasoned hunter, constantly releasing the blood of a prey.

Then I saw the hideous smile on Wilmot's face, and the red light in his eyes.

Dirius Kent, who was resisting in a panic, felt fear for the first time, which made the rules in his hands more and more chaotic.

The next 20 minutes will be the scene of a thriller shooting.

The terrible scream.

Useless begging for mercy.

There was a lot of blood flowing in the ring.

as well as human organs in various parts states.

The extremely shocking picture and unprecedented visual impact made the high-level Blue Hand executives sitting in the VIP seat stunned there, forgetting to call someone or stop it in person.

In the end, when Wilmot, who was covered in blood, laughing madly, and constantly shouting "Brother, I have avenged you", was restrained by several law enforcement elders and forcibly dragged aside.

Lying on the ground, Dirius Kent had long since lost his human form and died extremely completely.

President Carol Hisneri also walked to the ring to take a look.

The tragic situation in front of him made the corners of his mouth twitch violently and his eyebrows jumped wildly!

Then I looked at Wilmot who was smirking madly not far away.

"Maniac. ”

"He's a madman!"