Outside the Wisteria Manor, the torrential rain is like a note, and the sky is like ink. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the whole world, it seems that only the faint lights in the Wisteria Manor are shining. The lights of the villa are on, and under this storm, it is like a sand gull fluttering between the heavens and the earth, and the boat capsized in the tsunami.

"Hey, it's been raining for three days, and it's going to rain for a few more days. ”

Old Bacon got up from his bed, put on his raincoat and carried an oil lamp, and went round the manor. As an old man of Wisteria Manor, he has lived in the manor for decades, even if the owner changes back and forth, the old Bacon, the security guard and gatehouse, has always been.

"Hiss. ”

There was a burst of horse tearing.

"It's strange, why are the horses in the stable so manic today, it was raining and thundering two days ago, but they're fine. Old Bacon looked at the many horses in the porch and was amazed.

Immediately afterwards, old Bacon found that Andy, the shepherd dog who was following him, also rushed to the gate, roared wildly, retreated again and again, and shrank into the corner, as if he had encountered some terrible predator.

The last time Old Bacon saw Andy the shepherd like this, or when he went to the zoo to see the tiger, Andy was not as afraid as he is now.

"Don't scream, don't scream, it's bad if you make the little master rest. ”

Old Bacon went up and grabbed Andy's reins, but Andy was still calling, and the more he screamed, the more urgent he became, as if he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

"Strange, is there anything out there?"

Old Bacon was suspicious, and looked up at the door.

I saw that outside the manor, the torrential rain was like a curtain, and it was pitch black. Even the usually bright street lamps can only shine one or two meters at this time. Old Bacon had just put his mind at ease, when suddenly his eyes flashed, and he found a figure appearing in the lamp.

The figure, dressed in a black robe and wearing a silver mask on its face, resembled a messenger of death, and there was more than one person.

The first, the second, the third....

Densely packed, there were dozens of people, silently walking under the street lamps, pushing open the fence gate and entering. To the horror of old Bacon, there was no sound in their footsteps, like ghosts. The rain fell on the black robe, and all of it slipped down, without a single trace of water.

These many black-robed people passed in front of him. No one's eyes fell on old Bacon as if he were air. And the horses in the porch stopped barking, and Andy, the shepherd dog, was lying on the ground, holding his head in his front paws, and making a gesture of begging for mercy.

"Didn't these people come to look for the little master a few days ago?

Old Bacon was terrified.

He wanted to shout loudly and remind the little master. But the boundless terror enveloped him, and the old bacon seemed to freeze from beginning to end, and not a single finger could shake it, but could only stare blankly.

watched them head towards the villa where Chen Fan was.

.....

Many arbitrators walked in front of Chen Fan's villa and stopped.

They stood like well-trained troops in the rain, motionless, but waiting.

After a while, five people came side by side. These five people are all wearing black cloaks with blood background, embroidered with red blood totems, the cloaks are inlaid with gold edges, all have pale faces, scarlet eyes, and elegant manners, just like ancient nobles.

Dark Arbitration Department, the five chief arbitrators!

All of them came.

"Chen Beixuan knew we were coming. ”

One of the men, wearing red gloves and a bright red knight's uniform, said lightly.

Blood Knight, Claude.

Legend has it that he lived to be 350 years old, and once washed the entire African continent in blood, and there were many African voodoo wizards who fell into his hands, including even three gods, and it is said that he was bloody, so he was known as the Blood Knight.

"What do you know? None of the people who were ordered to kill by the Arbitration Department survived. ”

Another middle-aged man in an aristocratic dress said calmly. He was surrounded by a faint terrifying aura, and even the rain falling three feet away was blocked out of thin air.

Earl of the Terror, Ravenhi.

For hundreds of years in Europe, they were all characters who replaced Satan and could scare crying children.

"Don't underestimate Chen Beixuan, the divine realm that died under him is not much less than our arbitration department. There are also two Oriental immortals. The Black Duke instructed.

"So what? Antonio was the reincarnation of a saint back then, and he was born with the power of a saint, and he could manipulate the power of the light element, so wasn't he still torn by us and swallowed up the essence and blood?"

Andreno, the left hand of the Grim Reaper, sneered.

Legend has it that he was the messenger of death and spread plague and death throughout Europe. Everywhere he passed, corpses were strewn all over the place, and no one who had even seen him survived.

These four people, together with the last undead god of war, Baal, are the five Grand Arbitrators of the entire Arbitration Department, and they are also the masters who have controlled the dark world for hundreds of years.

"Kill him. ”

Bali was simply appalled.

He wears a black skull mask, revealing only scarlet eyes.

The five presiding arbitrators came side by side, their eyes fixed on the cottage. Even if they couldn't see Chen Fan, they could still feel Chen Fan's surging power like the rising sun. In this dark world, it is as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

"Chen Beixuan, on behalf of the Dark Arbitration Court, we will sentence you to death!"

The Black Duke said lightly.

"Death penalty!"

The Blood Knight, the Earl of Terror, the Left Hand of the Grim Reaper, and the Undead God of War all seconded the proposal.

"Death penalty! death penalty!"

Many arbiters shouted in unison. Their voices were cold, like sharp horns, through the night sky, far away to the sky. Frightened, there was silence all around.

......

"The big war is finally about to begin. ”

Many people who had been lurking around Wisteria Manor for days and had been waiting for them for several days were all looking forward to it.

This battle not only determines the life and death of the Dark Arbitration Department and Chen Fan, but also determines who is stronger in the East or the West. In the West, there are five chief arbitrators of the Dark Arbitration Department, and although there is only Chen Beixuan in the East, he dominates the world.

If the Dark Arbitration Department wins, I am afraid that the entire dark world will still be controlled by the Dark Arbitration Department. With the exception of the five great nations of the world, no other country is capable of resisting the power of the Dark Arbitrator.

But if Chen Fan wins.

He will truly ascend to the top of the earth and be crowned the first man in the world, crowning the East and the West.

When the time comes, Chen Fan draws his sword and looks around, looking at the entire earth, I am afraid that no one will be able to defeat him. There are only a few great powers left to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Countless people held their breath, waiting, looking forward to it.

"Squeak. ”

The wooden door of the villa was pushed open, and out of it came the breezy Chen Fan. Behind him, Xue Daisha, Ah Xiu, Zhou Jingyi, Yu Wenjing and other disciples of the Beiqiong faction were also there.

In the end, a strong man more than three meters tall came out.

Beiqiong sent one god realm, twenty real people. In addition to Hua Yunfeng sitting in the headquarters to protect the Chen family. The Beiqiong faction almost poured out of the nest and came to the aid of Chen Fan.

The Great War is imminent!

PS: The eighth more debt is offered, and the author is going to write the ninth chapter, and today I will work hard to update, and strive to make up all the debts in one breath O(∩_∩)O (to be continued.) )