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In the mysterious and dark underground church, a tall young man with heroic eyebrows and sharp eyes was contemplating a demon god statue and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, the church was pushed open, and a dark figure quickly stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of the young man and said, "Holy Son, Jonah is dead!"

"Oh, did the Dragon Emperor do it?" the young man asked.

"Well, when Jonah was holding Elena hostage, the Dragon Emperor struck her out!" replied the Black Shadow truthfully.

"It's expected!" the young man said lightly, "Although Jonah has obtained dark power, he is still a lot worse than the top masters, if the dignified Dragon Emperor can't even deal with him, then it will be disappointing!"

"Besides, Mr. Lewis is here, waiting in the hall!" said the dark shadow again.

"Well, Jonah suddenly appeared, of course he should have come to me!" the young man said in a light tone, as if everything was under control.

......

In the dark church, a man wrapped in a black robe who could not see his true face was constantly wandering, looking very anxious.

"Mr. Lewis!" the young man appeared out of thin air, like a ghost.

However, the black-robed man seemed to be accustomed to it, and saluted the young man and said, "I've seen the Holy Son!"

"We are also old acquaintances, so this cliché is avoided!" the young man waved his hand.

"Thank you, Holy Son!" the black-robed man stood up and said, "Holy Son, did you send Jonah out?"

"Yes!" the young man seemed to have expected the black-robed man to ask this question, so he replied very dryly.

"Why?" said the black-robed man anxiously, "Didn't we plan it?

"The plan has changed temporarily, and I have decided to intervene in this matter myself!" the young man said lightly.

"What, the Holy Son wants to intervene himself?" the black-robed man was shocked, "Could it be that the Holy Son is also interested in the Rothschilds?"

"No, Rothschild's possessions are indeed tempting, but not enough to attract me!" said the young man's eyes with a treacherous glint, "I'm only interested in the Dragon Emperor!"

"Dragon Emperor?" The black-robed man was slightly startled, and quickly fell silent again.

"How did you feel about fighting him?" the young man asked, looking directly at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man groaned slightly, and replied, "Unfathomable!"

"That's fine, otherwise it will be too boring!" the corners of the young man's mouth hooked slightly.

"I don't care if the Holy Son wants to fight with the Dragon Emperor, but why did you send Jonah to die?" the black-robed man wondered, "With Jona's ability, he can't have any impact on the Dragon Emperor!"

"No, you're wrong!" the young man shook his head and said, "Although Jona's strength is far inferior to the Dragon Emperor, he can confuse the Dragon Emperor!"

"Huh?" the black-robed man frowned and said, "Lewis is clumsy, and he still expects the Holy Son to guide him!"

"Some things don't need to be said so clearly, in short, don't worry, I will personally intervene in this matter, and in addition to dealing with the Dragon Emperor, I will help you take down Rothschild by the way!" the young man assured.

"This ...... Alright!"

Although the black-robed man felt that he had no bottom in his heart, he could only trust the young man, otherwise he would definitely not be able to take revenge with his own strength.

"Wang Ting, go out with me!"

Just as the two were talking, a commanding voice sounded.

The black-robed man suddenly looked surprised.

Wang Court is the name of the Son of Darkness, but who dares to call it by his name so boldly and command it?

Just when I was in doubt, I saw the space beautiful, and a petite figure appeared out of thin air, suspended in the air.

The black-robed man looked over and saw that the petite figure was a little girl with a delicate appearance, one meter tall, three or four meters tall, wearing a snow-white dress, like a pure elf between heaven and earth, indescribably arrogant.

"Bingning, I have serious things to do now, I can't accompany you, you can go alone!" Even though Wang Ting was a Dark Saint Son, he also had great respect for the little girl, and his tone was a little apologetic.

"Hmph, what's more important than accompanying me?" Bing Ning said dissatisfiedly, "Are you perfunctory to me?"

"Of course not!" Wang Ting explained, "I have met a very interesting opponent!"

"Who?"

"Dragon Emperor!"

"Dragon Emperor?" Bing Ning snorted lightly, "Who is so arrogant that he dares to use this title?"

"He is from China and is a legend of China. Huaxia claims to be the descendant of the dragon, and his claim that the Dragon Emperor is just a reflection of the national background and culture, and has no other meaning. ”

"That's not good, I don't feel comfortable listening to it!" Bing Ning asked, "Where is the Dragon Emperor, I'll teach him a lesson!"

Wang Ting shook his head and said, "He is my opponent, it would be too boring for you to go out!"

"It seems to be right, I haven't seen a decent master here, it's too weak!" Bing Ning said with a lack of interest, "Forget it, you can get busy slowly, I'll play by myself!"

With that, space spun and the ice disappeared.

"Whew...... It's good that she's not interested, otherwise I wouldn't have anything to do!" Wang Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Floating out of thin air without the help of any external force, and even using the power of space, Holy Son, is she a God Realm powerhouse?" the black-robed man was surprised.

A little girl who looks like she is only about ten years old will be a god realm powerhouse?

"Divine Realm?" Wang Ting sneered when he heard this, "She is not a Divine Realm!"

The black-robed man was puzzled, and was about to ask, when he heard Wang Tingdao, "You should remove the word 'realm', she is real, God!"

......

After Jonah's incident, Elena seemed to be at peace, and she didn't want to run away, so she stayed at home in peace.

It's just that if there's nothing to do, she likes to stick to Xiao Chen, asking this and that.

On this day, Elena suddenly remembered her eighteenth birthday, and chased after Xiao Chen and asked, "Xiao Chen, there are three days left for my birthday, should you give me a gift?"

"You are the daughter of the Rothschild family, rich and rivaling the country, are you rare in the gifts I gave?" Xiao Chen said casually.

"Of course it's rare!" said Elena immediately, "I'm rare what you gave me!"

After speaking, her face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly changed her words, "I mean, gifts don't have to be very valuable, but more importantly, they are commemorative!"

"We'll talk about it then!" Xiao Chen walked away nonchalantly.

Elena chased after her for a long time, and when she found that she couldn't catch up, she shouted: "That's good, you can't go back!"

......

Two more days have passed, and tomorrow is Elena's eighteenth birthday.

At night, when Elena went to sleep, Xiao Chen and Barwett stood on the Rothschild's tall building, quietly watching the surrounding movements.

"Mr. Xiao, are you sure there will be a situation tonight?" asked Barvett, nervous.

Xiao Chen seemed to have some information, but he refused to tell him all of it, only saying that he would cooperate with his actions.

"Obviously, they're here!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw seven black shadows descend from the sky, past the defense of the Rothschild family, and directly into the inner courtyard.

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