The stench permeated the room, and the sand crocodile, which had lost its mind, was sobbing incessantly, completely losing the momentum that the vice president should have.

It's too early to read the memory, Zhang thought. He didn't even put his hand on the sand crocodile's head before he began to read the memory.

Memories poured into Zhang's mind like a tidal wave, fighting, snatching, parting, and decades of memories unfolding in front of Zhang like a chaotic room.

It's like looking for Lego toys in a room full of clutter, but for Zhang, a person's memories are just things that can be checked at the snap of a finger.

But no matter how many times you search, you can't find the slightest memory of that person, and there is only a short memory of the president. This guild leader will appear under special circumstances, and the rest of the time will be in his room, not to mention the guild's housekeeping.

So the culprits of everything are the four people in front of him, but the president is a good person.......... Is it?

It's so abnormal!Zhang smashed his mouth, it was too false, they should all know about that person, and the president could only know more than less.

The four vice presidents all yearn for and trust that one so much, let alone the president of the Guild who carries out that order?

It seems that the floor is about to be lifted, Zhang thought like this while tearing open the memory space of the sand crocodile, and probed into the enclosed depths, if the memory is a room, this deep area must be under the floor.

Like a labyrinth, warm, cruel, and psychopathic, Zhang takes in these stories and memories of sand crocodiles, "pitiful, but not worthy of forgiveness." With that, Zhang stopped searching.

He found it, and the huge barrier stood in front of the deepest memory, like a safe, but was the safe useful to Zhang?

It's like scissors cutting paper, and the protective layer breaks open at once. Just as Zhang was about to check, a wave of yin qi struck, and even Zhang felt a hint of danger.

Powerful spiritual energy struck Zhang's "spiritual house", but God was a god after all, and the energy was cut off by Zhang before he could touch Zhang's "spiritual house".

But this did not make Zhang relax his vigilance, but made him vigilant, because this energy did not look like the strongest backhand, but more like a demonstration or warning.

Because Zhang felt a trace of divine power, even if it was only for a moment, but Zhang felt it, that trace of filthy divine power, as if he had fallen into a swamp.

Why is there such a thing? Zhang couldn't help but ask himself, this question obviously involves a higher level.

But in the end, he chose to put it aside and delve into the depths of the sand crocodile's memory.

When Zhang entered, he was surprised to find that there was only a very small memory in the entire memory depths, and the rest of the memory area seemed to be scorched, with only broken memory fragments.

It's the!

It's a fool to know who did it, and it should have been the moment the barrier was breached, activating the defense system and erasing all memories of that person from the sand crocodile.

So the rest of this is.......

Zhang Yi is bold, after all, even if he is really in the God Realm, few people dare to do anything to him on the spiritual level, let alone in this Nether Realm.

The memory unfolded, and there was only one person in the memory, with black and broken wings behind him. He looked at Zhang with eyes like an abyss.

Zhang also looked back, "Who are you?", and at the moment of unfolding, Zhang understood that this was not a memory, but a communication, and it was the one who was provoking him.

"Don't be so anxious~" The distorted voice sounded slowly, "We'll meet sooner or later, Zhang ........."

"Oh, sooner or later?" Zhang asked a little defiantly, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Who in the world's realms is not afraid of you?" Mr. Zhang?" the man replied, the broken wings behind him began to flapp, "However, it is not okay to be too careless, after all, there are other people besides you." Hehehe"

With that, the communication link disappeared into space.

"Damn!" Zhang scolded, but he also reflected that the house of memory of the sand crocodile had begun to crumble, which meant that his life was passing away. Zhang had no choice but to retreat the connection from the spirit house of the sand crocodile

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang was once again troubled, looking at the mess and the unbearable things. Zhang removed the space blockade and left.

Zhang flashed directly from the second floor to the first floor, and what he saw was the same mess.

The floor was littered with assassins, all wailing or unconscious, and there were several people hanging on the walls. The adventurers on the side also looked at the center of the melee with incredulous expressions.

"It's a bit too much, Tsuru. Looking at the assassins standing in the middle of a group of fallen assassins, he said, "But it's not bad." ”

After saying that, he looked at the adventurers who were hiding in the corner and said, "Not leaving?"

"What the hell did you do?" asked Zhang, looking at the panicked crowd as they looked at Tsuru in bewilderment.

"It's nothing, it's the same as usual. Tsuru replied solemnly, but she immediately corrected, "There is no killing!"

"It seems that you are better restrained than me!", looking at the proud crane and replied, "Let's go." With that, he walked to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"The ...... of the Palace"

In the palace, the Guardians stood side by side on either side of the hall, the Master stood by the staircase leading to the throne, and on the throne were the two strongest men under the original Supreme One. Desec the Earth Shield and Edriard the Sky Spear

And sitting on the throne is none other than the 5th king of the kingdom, King Leonio. The great king was looking with joy at the man who was prostrating himself under the throne.

This person is the president of the Guild, but unlike the extravagant style of the Guild, this person is dressed plainly, without the slightest high-profile attire, but just covers his face with a hood, and Nuo Shi will only think that he is an ordinary traveler when he meets him on the street.

Sunlight shone through the glass engraved with the lira's diagram on the president of the Guild, as if he were the chosen one.

"Dear Chief of the Guild!" Leonio stood up and welcomed him with open arms, "Welcome to Yu's palace," and the king ignored the reminders of the two beside him and stepped down from the throne, "Do you know why Yu summoned you?"

"I don't know!" the guild president replied loudly, bowing his voice.

"Yu .......," the king looked at the president of the Guild with a smile and slowly opened his mouth and said, "Yu wants you to be the supreme one. ”

"What!" not only the president of the Guild, but everyone present, including Anthony, a national teacher who was known for his steadiness, shouted out.

"Never, my king!" cried out Anthony without regard for etiquette, "my king, the Most High is the name given to that lord by the king, a symbol of the Protector of the country, why do you ...... like this?"

"Shut up!" roared the king, "Father is too selfish! Why? He can take whatever he wants? Yu can't do it? Yu wants more! Yu wants more than the highest, Yu wants the higher, Yu wants the heaven-breaker!"

"My king!"

"That's enough!" Leonio yelled at Anthony, then looked at the Guild Leader with a smile on his face, "and would you like to take Yu's sword?"

Looking at the trembling Guild Leader, Leonio leaned closer and asked again, "Would you like to be the Sword of the Remains?"

"Faint King!" the light and crisp voice detonated the audience.

"What are you talking about!" Leonio was about to scold Han, but saw a cold light flash, pointing directly at his throat.

"My king be careful!" DeSec hurriedly cast a spell, and the ground rose to protect Ionio immediately.

Hearing only a ding, the dagger broke in response, and the guards hurriedly surrounded the guild leader.

This is the president of the Guild slowly took off his hood and revealed a young face, although his face was quite immature, but his eyes were full of deep anger and hatred.

"My name is Liu Qiming, and I'm here to kill you, a faint king. The boy raised his dagger again and rushed towards Ionio......