Chapter 0625 of the text [Legend vs. Legend]

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0625

Dressed in a yellow magic cloak, Jamillay looks like a malnourished and thin scholar, but he is indeed a genius of spiritual magic.

It is said that when he was born, he was a two-headed baby, and in order to survive, his brother's head was amputated, but he left his soul behind and shared a body with his brother.

Therefore, Jamil has had the spiritual power of two souls since he was a child, which makes his spiritual magic extremely powerful, but he has suffered from a split personality since he was a child.

The red dragon sent this "peerless double pride" to come over, which shows that he is very interested in the gods.

The president of the third-ranked Killer Association Mist, Misty, who has the title of "Mist Girl", wears a gray cloak, her hair is dyed blue, and she looks like a petite white woman, just sitting there in silence, no one can speak.

The leaders of several other killer guilds and mercenary groups are not so dazzling in strength and are not very competitive.

The Tulip Alliance, which has a certain strength, gave up participating in the meeting this time because it was stirred up by Qin Chuan.

On the manor, there is the leader of the Golden Lion Mercenary Group, codenamed "1", who is equivalent to representing Adria to attend the meeting.

In fact, more people sitting in the front row were officials of some major countries, such as the commissioners of the four major intelligence organizations, who attended the meeting.

Naturally, they will not participate in the competition for the gods, and the main thing is to establish good relations with the underground forces of all parties and try to avoid some friction.

"Huh? Look! Why is there more seats for the 'Night King' this year!? Many ordinary participants in the venue noticed that in the front row, there was an extra sign that had not been seen in the past.

The Night King, Iridni Muras, is the number one killer on the killer list in the past ten years.

He is the same as the second transparent person, no one knows what their true colors are, only that he has never missed, and the task he takes is more difficult than the transparent person, so the points are ranked first.

It's just that the Night King has never been interested in revealing his identity, so even if the Hidden Dragon Conference invites, he won't appear.

After Tang Wei noticed this, she smiled and said to Qin Chuan: "It seems that even the Night King can't help it, and he is going to intervene in the battle for the gods." As far as I know, the Night King Iridden Nimras is a killer who likes rare items over money, and if you look for him to kill someone, you can exchange some rare antiques or something, could it be that he has fallen in love with a fetish this time? ”

Qin Chuan quietly used the prophet to check the Night King, and there were only some simple records, saying that he had killed the person, and after the night, he would find that the person had been frozen into a popsicle, and he didn't know how he killed him.

"Fortunately, the transparent man is my friend, and he will change his mind and engage in his research, otherwise there will be many opponents", Qin Chuan joked.

Tang Wei said angrily: "That's that guy, come on, he's so good at killing people, robbing gods?" Exempt".

At this moment, there was a violent commotion at the northernmost entrance of the venue.

I saw Magda, a lich in a purple dress, and a blue-haired lich Yier, with several wizards of the golden thread, walking into the venue.

"Huh? Didn't you say that His Excellency Diablo, the Witch King, would also come? Why are there two lichs? ”

"Just kidding, His Excellency the Barbarian King didn't come out, how could the Witch King show up? Isn't that self-defeating? ”

The people in the venue talked a lot, but they were all excited and looking forward to it, after all, such a grand event, such a strong person is like a cloud, it is too rare.

As the lich took their seats, and the time was about to begin, a strange figure appeared at the south entrance.

The figure was wearing a black cloak, covering its face, revealing only a pair of eyes, but still wearing sunglasses, and its whole body was pitch black.

When everyone thought he was some kind of supernatural or some kind of transvestite killer, they saw him go to the bottom row, and sit down on the seat of the Night King.

After confirming his invitation, the staff respectfully withdrew.

The focus of the audience was on this black-robed stranger, and no one expected that the Night King's first appearance would be so mysterious that men and women couldn't see it!

When Qin Chuan saw this No. 1 Night King, he didn't know why, and he felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

But because he couldn't detect the cultivation of this Night King, he couldn't judge, but he was a little vigilant in his heart.

Finally, the lights in the conference center began to converge in the center, and the host of the Hidden Dragon Conference, the vice president of the Killer Association, Sisov, walked up to the stage with a red face, took the microphone and said: "Welcome to the hidden dragons of the underground world, the old rules, our world, there is no need for any high-sounding nonsense." Therefore, we directly like the organizer of this time, and also our esteemed President of the General Assembly, His Excellency The Barbarian King Bourkeso, to say a few words."

There was not much applause in the audience, and as Sisov said, the people here were not spectators watching the performance.

Under the illumination of the lights, Bourkeso, dressed in a black tailored suit, trousers, and tie, looked quite formal, and stepped into the venue.

The audience was silent, many of them were seeing the barbarian king for the first time, and their faces were flushed with excitement, as if they had seen an idol since childhood.

Including these underground world powerhouses in the front row, they also looked at Bourkeso quite regularly, and no one dared to be too casual.

Bourkeso glanced around the more than 2,000 people in the venue, and without taking the microphone, he opened his mouth and began to state the main arrangements of the conference.

His vocal cords seemed to have a super amplifier, and they reached the ears of everyone on the scene loud and deep.

After talking about the main arrangements and goals of the meeting, Bourkeso mentioned the fetish.

"Many of you here have come for the artifacts that I found in the Amazon forest, which I buried in the ground at the beginning, but have recently stabilized, and have been brought to the venue by me."

As he spoke, Bourkeso beckoned, and there was a staff member from the backstage, pulling a cargo trailer and entering the center.

On top of the trailer was a huge block of mud with a diameter of three square meters, as if it had been dug straight out of the ground.

"The artifact, right in the middle of this mud, I don't know if it's still unapproachable, but in two days' time, we'll fight here fairly before the closing," said Bourkes.

I declare in advance that anyone who receives a fetish at the meeting will be considered to be approved by me...... If anyone dares to fight outside, and make a fuss that harms the innocent, I will not spare it."

Bourkeso's electric eyes swept over everyone present, and the momentum of this warning made many timid people have changed their faces.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Bourkeso!

"Bourkeso, if you don't want a fetish, then you might as well give it to this king."

The man has long white hair, a young face, green eyes, and a somewhat feminine and delicate facial features.

He was dressed in a purple silk robe studded with diamonds and gold threads, and on top of his head, a black crown!

Magda and Yishuer and a few other lichs quickly got up and knelt on the ground, "Welcome to His Majesty the Witch King!" ”

There was an uproar from the audience, compared to the barbarian king, the witch king Diablo is even more rare, this is the king of the night!

Bourkeso turned away calmly, "Diablo, even you have to follow the rules here, unless you step over my corpse."

"Heh......" the Witch King smiled wickedly, "You and I know very well that if I do do do it, no one here will be able to compete with me." Anyway, sooner or later, the artifacts will belong to the king, so why wait for two days to pass? ”

"That's not necessarily, force doesn't mean that you can really conquer the gods, the gods are psychic, maybe you will choose a master," Bulkai said.

"Barbarian King, you are really going back and forth, so stubborn, it must be that you are old," Diablo mocked.

Bourkeso said expressionlessly: "You want to know if I am old, you can come to me and try it, instead of using your superficial illusion to appear."

The people in the venue let out an exclamation, and they realized that the Emotional Witch King did not really appear, but just entered the venue with illusion!

In witchcraft, illusion is also a major category, but to be like the witch king, illusion and real people are synchronized, and the real is confused, it requires a very high level of knowledge.

"Is it just what it seems?" Diablo sneered: "Then you must be underestimating this king's illusion......"

As he spoke, he saw the illusion of the Witch King, and several clones suddenly appeared, and these clones floated towards several mercenaries who were close to them like ghosts.

After the four mercenaries were succumbed to this vision, they jumped directly from their seats as if they were possessed by spirits, and walked towards the mass of dirt.

"Dementorship!? He actually used an illusion to unleash the Dementorship!? How strong mental power does this have to be to do this!? "Some of the people in the underground world who knew the spiritual abilities at the scene knew how terrifying the power contained in this was, and they couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

The two lichs, Magda and Yishuer, both showed extremely proud looks, and Magda said: "His Majesty the Witch King is proficient in all the fields of witchcraft, and any one of them is better than all our lichs. ”