Everyone was prostrate, making the atmosphere on this floor unprecedentedly depressing, and I whispered to urge the white bugs to speed up, but the white bugs were still walking unhurriedly.

He kept me at the entrance to the upper floor before he stopped and waved goodbye to me.

Even more unexpectedly, the Red Dog was waiting for me near the entrance.

It's really strange that the white bug and the red dog are waiting for me as if they had agreed on it, and they all ran to the place leading to the next floor.

Like the white bug, the red dog recognized the king of yellow clothes at a glance, and I was all the same, and I didn't let him believe that I was really a mortal.

During this period, I asked the red dog why he remembered to come to the entrance to wait for me, and the red dog said that after I left, he always felt a little weak in his heart, so he ran to the entrance to wait for me, hoping that I would come back soon.

I only came back to the taste this time, and the white worm probably couldn't control the people on his floor, so he hid at the staircase and waited for me.

Don't forget, both of them are just my agents, maybe my strength is enough to deter everyone, but the white bug and the red dog don't have enough strength to convince the public, and the most cruel part of the process of power alternation is that if the superior can't intimidate the people below, they may be replaced by the people below.

In the underworld, if others want to replace them, the best and most direct way is to kill them directly.

No wonder they are empty, after all, there is more than one person who wants to replace them, and it may be a large group of people.

In order to save the life of the red dog, I had to drag the body of the king in yellow for a walk on this floor, at least to let those who covet the top know that the people standing behind the red dog are strong enough, and if they dare to attack the red dog, they will have to bear irreparable serious consequences.

White Bug and Red Dog are both people who can be trusted, and if someone else takes the position, it is difficult to say whether this person can be trusted.

It took me another half a day before I finally dragged my tired body back to the Rat King's sewers.

Seriously, I was almost exhausted and collapsed.

I never thought that the King of Yellow would find me, and I didn't expect that the battle with it would cost so much.

Although I finally got out of the underground world full of ignorance and barbarism, the sewers are even more unsafe, at least the underground world has been controlled by me, but there are still many cultists lurking in the sewers who want to subvert the surface world.

When I met Norbu and the three of them in the base pillar, I deliberately didn't mention the Cultists because I concluded that the three of them had no idea what the Yellow King was up to, let alone what the Cultists, including Teucer, were doing in the surface world.

Because I didn't find any relevant information in the archives.

Don't forget, the archives in the archives are recorded from rumors to top secrets, so why is there a lack of this kind of information?

This is due to the fact that the material is not allowed to appear in any documentation, and no one other than the King in Yellow and the person carrying out the plan will know what is happening in the surface world.

I cowered in the shadows beside the shed, slowly conditioning my breath, trying to recover as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, I now have an internal injury, and if I inhale too deeply, it will cause slight pain in my lungs, which will seriously affect the efficiency of spitting out the old and recuperating the new.

At this moment, I saw a sneaky figure emerge from a nearby shed, and when I looked closely, it was the Rat King.

The creature bent hard, desperate to keep his limbs on the ground, and he walked through the shadows under the shed like a mouse walking in the dark, quickly sticking to the entrance to the underground world.

I guess this guy wants to see if I'm out.

This time I went to the ground, which did consume a lot of time, and the Rat King was afraid that he would be a little impatient to wait for me.

As he walked past me, I whispered, "Mouse! ”

When he heard my voice, he paused and glanced at me.

I hadn't gotten out of hiding yet, and he couldn't see me.

This car's heart is also big enough, and he didn't see anyone for a long time, so he patted his head: "Why are you still hallucinating!" As he spoke, he was going to the cat at the entrance of the cave.

I quickly stopped him: "Here I am!" ”

He stopped again: "Where?" ”

"You follow my voice."

The Rat King groped his way towards me, and when he was about to stick to me, I condensed my mind and drew the sigil of the amulet on him.

Only those who are also affected by the concealment technique can see each other without hindrance.

As soon as the Rat King saw my disgraced face, he immediately became worried: "Are you okay?" ”

I sighed: "It's okay to say it's okay, it's okay to say it's okay, it's okay to say it's okay, hurry, help me up." ”

Then the Rat King took me by the hand and lifted me up, and then he took me by the arm and led me through the large pipes back to the old villa where his ancestors had left.

Because my mental strength is not strong now, my mental strength is a little weak, and the concealment technique blessed on him is not strong, he can only see me, but he can't see the king in yellow who I dragged in my hands, along the way, he repeatedly asked me how I went to the underground and how much weight I gained.

I chose not to respond to this question, if I had told the Rat King that the reason I had become so heavy was because I was still dragging the body of the King in Yellow, and he would not be able to scream directly, and our whereabouts would be exposed.

As soon as I entered the villa, the Rat King quickly put me on the couch, and then quickly ran to pour me water and get a towel.

I placed the King in Yellow on the ground, and then I let out a long breath, unloaded all my strength, and collapsed on the couch like a block of mud.

The Rat King came out of the back room with a glass of water, and muttered there: "I'll just say that it's too reckless to rush into the underground world, you still don't believe it, you see what you've made yourself like now." I know that you are strong, but you can face the king of yellow...... it! ”

Bang dang! The glass fell heavily to the ground, and with the sound of the explosion, it broke into several petals, and the water spilled all over the ground.

The Rat King stood beside the sofa, staring at the corpse of the King in Yellow, his eyes were straight, and the expression on his face was also stiff.

It took him a long time before he mustered up the courage to ask, "Is this ...... This...... Is this what it is? ”

I slumped on the couch and replied weakly, "Yes." ”

"It's it...... What's wrong? ”

"Dead."

The Rat King's legs suddenly went limp, and he leaned on the back of the sofa and walked tremblingly to me and sat down.

A hammer was directly pressed against my ribs!

I couldn't bear the pain, screamed, and pushed him off the sofa, and he sat down on the ground, staring at the king in yellow in a daze.

Even though the King in Yellow was already dead, the Rat King couldn't calm down for a long time when he saw this corpse.

Originally, I thought that he should be able to recover after a while, but I didn't expect that this goods were endless, and I couldn't calm down for a long time, so I could only fight the pain in my body, and struggled to tear off the sofa cover of the sofa next door and cover the body of the king in yellow.