Chen Fan walked in front with a cardboard box, and Nuo Nuo and Eri Yi walked in the back, feeling the situation around him while looking at the rear.

Eri is well-behaved like a little girl.

Perhaps because she couldn't feel any malice conveyed by Nono, or maybe because there were many similarities in her physical features, Eri was surprisingly cordial to Nono.

She walked down the corridor with a small notebook in hand, happy to have made a new friend.

At this point, the entire building is in a state of complete chaos, and although there is backup power supply, emergency power outages and increasing storms still bring many unexpected situations.

Not to mention, at this moment, with the outbreak of the snake Deadpool and the secret attack of the fierce ghosts, the main forces of the Eight Snake Families are almost contained at this moment.

Gen Zhisheng, the future head of the Eight Snake Clan, was rushing to the basement floor of Genji Heavy Industries with cold eyes at this moment, and the news that Eri was approached by unknown personnel made him even more anxious at the moment.

Carrying the power of words and spirits that can be called a miracle, the dragon blood in her body is in a state that may run wild at any time, if it weren't for the regular injection of the precious serum studied by the Snake Qi Eight Family, Eri would have already turned into a dragon into Deadpool and become a real monster.

Gen Zhisheng pulled out two long knives from his waist, these are two long knives that are very famous in history, one is a spider cut and the other is a boy cut, which has a well-known weight in Japanese weapon legends.

Of course, none of them are ordinary weapons, and as alchemical weapons that have been passed down through the ages, no one will doubt their sharpness.

Masamune, the eldest head of the family who was originally with him, has separated from him to find the intruders of this building.

Gen Zhisheng stepped down the elevator and came to the bottom of what was originally a family secret, and his eyes were cold as he looked at the monster hidden in the darkness.

His veins are strong, like a piece of cake that attracts Deadpool in the dark.

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little angry, so many Deadpools naturally didn't come for no reason, he didn't know if it was related to the fierce ghosts, but there must be an impure existence in the family.

The angry Yuan Zhisheng spat out a few complex words, this kind of speech was like a chant, unlike any other language now, with a strange majesty, making the serpentine Deadpool hidden in the darkness around him fall to his knees!

Some of the serpentine Deadpools who were originally hanging from the ceiling all fell, and all the Deadpools who were close to Yuan Zhisheng hung their heads, not daring to move like courtiers worshipping the king.

Like a king, Yuan Zhisheng brandished his twin swords, his eyes were shining with a dazzling golden light, and his body was like the wind, shuttling through this floor with a fierce air current!

The twin knives recovered, and the Spider Cut and the Boy Cut were like two scythes in the hands of the Grim Reaper, cutting through all the Deadpools they encountered, but the blades with strange patterns were still shiny and abnormal, and blood beads continued to slide from above.

This is the spirit of the words of the source child-kingship.

If you look closely, you can see that Deadpool is not willing to kneel, their bodies are constantly shaking, and they want to stand up but are crushed to the ground.

Because they are subjected to tens, if not hundreds, times the force of gravity, binding their bodies firmly to the ground.

But in the darkness, there were other beings, still standing proudly.

Soft applause rang out.

"Worthy of being a king, a king who walks in the light, should have such a word." A soft voice like the opening of a drama suddenly sounded in the darkness.

The boy in a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono didn't know when he came here, he walked out of the darkness, his eyes as clear as water flashed with crazy golden light, but the corners of his eyes involuntarily flowed tears of sadness.

The gentle voice continued slowly, "Brother...... Long time no see. ”

The spirit of the word called the royal power was canceled, and Yuan Zhisheng looked at this figure in disbelief, and something exploded in his mind.