Nunu's face was gray, and he walked slowly down the road outside the city south of the Champs-Elysées

Although today's defeat was not unacceptable, he did not expect to lose so quickly and so badly. Compared to himself, Odosa's progress is greater, he is only the Holy Stage, and Odosa has at least reached the level of the High Rank of the Holy Stage, and injury is simply inevitable.

At this moment, the hilt of the Half-Moon Demon Eye that he held in his right hand could no longer give him enough confidence, and the injuries he had suffered would take at least three or five days to heal. Before that, he had to get away from the Champs-Elysées and return to the Duchy of Touluchi as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a chill came from his heart, and his heart tightened: This ...... It's a precursor to danger!

Before he could barely raise the Saint Rank Fighting Qi, a black shadow had already fallen from the top of his head, and a claw pinched Jinunu's neck.

The cold hairs on the back of Jinunu's neck stood on end, and he lunged forward violently, and the half-moon demon eye of his hand shone with a dim golden light, and slashed straight towards the black shadow. The dark shadow was horribly silent, writhing without saying a word, twisting his body in an unbelievably strange posture, letting go of the demon's eyes, and pounced without the slightest slowdown.

Genunu was shocked.

He had been through countless battles, but this was the first time he had encountered such a strange situation, and it was a gesture that only non-humans could make.

Twisting the scimitar of his hand back with all his might, he must inflict heavy blows on this strange assailant before he strikes himself, or he will be the one who loses today.

The Shadow's actions frustrated Genunu's attack once again, but Genunu couldn't think about anything more. Because the black shadow suddenly turned into a twisted and wriggling object, more than a dozen black whip-like things separated from the black shadow and violently tied up Jinunu.

A thick black mist rose from the shadow, enveloping Genunu, who could only smell a foul smell rushing into his nostrils. In an instant, he passed out.

The black shadow succeeded in capturing Genunu, but he still didn't show any excitement, his body twisted, and he returned to his human form, lifting the unconscious Genunu, and flew towards the Champs-Elysée.

At the Saint-Germain Palace, Casilla II blushed, frowned slightly, and coughed involuntarily after a while. From three days ago. After that damn Tang Long destroyed his Blood Crystal Ball by some means, his spirit and body were seriously damaged.

The Blood Crystal Orb, which connects with his soul with Fallen Blood Magic, is a magic item that can be used for attack and defense, and it can also detect certain things, detecting the energy contained in the body, but it is only one of its simplest functions.

But this rare magic prop that Emperor Saint-Germain had passed down from generation to generation was destroyed on the invincible body. Thinking of this, Casilla II couldn't help but regret his rashness slightly: knowing that Tang Long was very likely to be a god-level powerhouse, he shouldn't rashly designate the detection object of the Blood Crystal Ball as him.

The highest rank that the Blood Crystal Orb has ever probed. It's just a professional at the pinnacle of the Holy Order, the Holy Rank powerhouse can make the Blood Crystal Ball turn crimson, and Caesar Hannibal can also make the Blood Crystal Ball glow a little purple and black at most.

But when he used it to test Tang Long three days ago, the blood crystal ball quickly turned completely purple-black, and in the end, it obviously exceeded the limit of bearing, and directly shattered into two halves.

The Divine Rank, as expected, is fundamentally different from the Holy Rank, even if it is the peak of the Saint Rank, it is too far apart.

The fragments of the Blood Crystal Sphere that were put away, Casilla II was still reluctant to discard. Because if he could get that abyssal ally to make a move, this blood crystal ball may not be impossible to repair, for Casilla II, this blood crystal ball has many functions that he can't do, and he must do everything possible to repair it.

While pondering, the door to the study was pushed open. Tiele walked in: "Your Majesty, I brought the people back." ”

Casilla II's eyes lit up and he looked at Tieler's hand, where a thin figure was being lifted into the air.

"Hahahaha, Tieler, you are guarding outside, and no one is allowed to let them in." Casilla II commanded, and the man who had put down his hand withdrew and closed the door with his hands.

Casilla II got up and walked over to the unconscious man. Looking at him, his eyes suddenly emitted a strong blood-red light: "Hahahaha, Holy Order...... Haha, but that's it! Jinunu, let you be my sacrifice to repair the Blood Crystal Orb! ”

Grabbing Ginunu, he walked to the wall carving behind his desk, opened the dark space with the alien ring on his hand, and stepped into it.

As the door closed, the blood-red light lit up again, and Casilla II took a deep breath of the scorching rancid breath. A strange smile appeared on his face: "Come, my most loyal ally. ”

A dull roar rang out. The blood-red platform was full of red light: "Lawrence's descendants, why are you disturbing my sleep again, do you want to mock me again?" ”

Casilla II smiled and said, "Oh, perhaps you should see that I have brought you an earth sacrifice." ”

"Oh?" The dull voice was puzzled, and after a moment of silence, it suddenly roared: "Hahahaha, Lawrence's descendants, you have much more taste than your predecessors!" The quality of this offering is good. Tell me, what do you want from me? Or is it still the Fruit of the River Styx? This time, for the sake of the offerings, I can give you twenty more. ”

Casilla II burst out laughing: "Oh, noble lord, are you so stingy? ”

The dull voice couldn't help but froze: "So, you want something else?" Maybe two high-level succubi will satisfy you? Or a quasi-king-level monster mount? ”

Casilla II shook his head again and again: "Oh, I am touched by your generosity, but do you think I can use these things?" With all due respect, even if you came to Oslo in person, Your Excellency the Great Lord, you wouldn't dare to use them, would you? The swarming human holy steps may even include those legendary god ranks, even you can't resist it! ”

The dull voice fell silent.

Although it has absolute confidence in itself, it does not have much effect in front of the huge number of human powerhouses. Moreover, in addition to the Holy Rank, Oslo also has a large number of Gold-level professionals, who are overwhelmed by magic and outward vindictive attacks. Even if it's a god

Such a number of horrific attacks.

There have been several lords who have arrived in Oslo from the abyss, and even a great lord, without exception, who have all fallen victim to this crowd tactic, and the lords have been completely destroyed, while the great lord has escaped by virtue of his own strong **.

What he gave was indeed an excellent condition in the Abyss Realm, but it was really useless for this ally of the Oslo human world.

"So, what do you want in exchange?" The muffled voice finally gave Casilla II the choice. Because this earth sacrifice is an irresistible temptation.

Casilla II laughed heartily, but said quietly on his face: "Since Your Excellency the Great Lord has generously given me twenty Styx Fruits, then I will not ask too much, just ask Your Excellency the Great Lord for a small favor to repair my Blood Crystal Ball." ”

When a dull voice heard this, he suddenly roared: "Damn, you greedy guy, you are even more greedy than your predecessor!" With a loud roar, the blood-red walls around them began to squirm violently. With a terrible grunt, countless blood-red tentacles sprouted from the four walls, waving wildly beside Casilla II, and the smell of bloody rancid air instantly became unbearable.

But Casilla II, on the same pageant, remained smiling, and stood still, not at all frightened by the tyrannical madness around him.

The movement in the blood-red space gradually faded after a while, perhaps because the Great Lord had already understood that simple venting could not solve the problem, let alone intimidate the extremely greedy human ally in front of him.

In the Abyss Realm. The word human represents both the most delicious food and the function of numerous negative adjectives such as evil, meanness, greed, etc. For example, if you call a monster despicable and shameless, you only need to say "You have a human heart" to express this contempt.

Unfortunately, the Great Lord knew that this kind of adjective had no effect on the human race in front of him, because he was much more despicable and greedy than his predecessors. As long as he still wants that sacrifice. Then he would have to choose between agreeing to or rejecting this harsh quid pro quo.

"Lawrence offspring, you won, bring the Blood Crystal Orb!" The High Lord finally accepted Casilla II's terms.

Casilla II smiled and took out the blood crystal ball that had been turned into two halves from the spatial ring, and threw it into the blood-red light on the high platform, and as the two fragments silently disappeared into the red light, the dull sound also stopped.

Only Casilla II and the unconscious Genunu were left to remain in the blood-red space.

……

Invincible closed his eyes and made a posture of recuperation, and his mind was no longer on the sword fighting platform.

A strange aura suddenly appeared in the south not far away just now, and he had already felt this unique aura on several people in the past few days-Abyss Realm, how many tentacles did you still have infiltrated into Oslo?

From Elaine to Casilla II. And the people who emitted that breath just now are all from the Abyss Realm. The Saint-Germain Empire, and the Champs-Elysées, have they become a paradise in the Abyssal Realm?

Oslo people may not be at ease!

The mask on Invincible's face showed a faint smile, slowly opened his eyes, and asked, "Well, two, where is our lunch?" ”

Hannibal and Oneidas looked at each other in unison, speechless for a moment. Oneidas replied, "This ...... If His Excellency Tang Long wants to dine, it can be after this competition. Ask for a pause until the meal is over. ”

Invincible shrugged: "Actually, I'm not hungry, but I want to get a cup to drink, it's so wonderful weather, it's really boring to sit like this." ”

Hannibal finally laughed.

He thought that this Tang Long was going to strike just now, otherwise who would have to eat at the beginning of the second competition? It's only ten o'clock in the morning, and it's still twelve o'clock before lunch.

"There's a button under the table, and if there's anything you want, you can get the staff at the sword fighter. It's just a drink, will they be stingy? However, when His Excellency Tang Long said this, I also feel a little thirsty, why don't we have a drink together? Hannibal laughed, his hand had already pressed the button, and Onidas smiled in agreement.

Almost at the same time as the button, a voice sounded on the table: "Your Excellency, what do you command?" ”

Hannibal stretched out his hand to signal Invincible to order first, and Invincible smiled: "Well, please give me a glass of black clove juice and a cup of Cappuccino made by Chef Emerald Star." ”

Hannibal and Oneidas looked at Tang Long with some amusement, asking for two drinks at a time, is this Tang Long afraid that he won't be able to drink it later?

However, when the drinks of both of them were served, they were stunned to find that only a glass of black willow juice appeared in front of Invincible, and as for the cup of "cappuccino" that the two had never heard of, it was nowhere to be seen.

I only heard the intercom on the table suddenly sound again: "I'm really sorry, Lord Tang Long, the cappuccino you asked for was not delivered, because the head chef asked to come in person, otherwise she wouldn't make it." ”

Hannibal and the two frowned in unison: Who is the head chef of this emerald star? That's a lot of guts.

Invincible said lightly: "Then let her come up." ”

"Ah?!! Okay, okay, Lord Tang Long. The stunned voices of the staff at the sword fighting ring matched the expressions of Hannibal and Hannibal perfectly.

Put a chef on the guest judges' bench?!!

Even if this chef is the head chef of the Champs-Emerald Blue Star, it may not be too much, right? A chef, can he be compared to them at the peak of the Holy Order?!

For a moment, the two of them were once again filled with those familiar adjectives: moody, arrogant and rude, violent......

- At least at this moment, the first two words have been perfectly embodied in this three-change duke!