"Not interested!"

Zhou Haoyu's footsteps were stagnant, but he didn't have the slightest expression**, and a faint voice came out.

He is not interested in these people's grievances, and there is no need to participate in them, his purpose at this time can be said to be only one, that is, to obtain those two things.

As for the 300,000 gold coins, it is still 3,000 heavenly crystals, although the value is great, but what is the use of the money he wants now.

"Friend, wait a minute, you can say whatever conditions you have, as long as our Ryan family can do it, we will definitely agree!"

Seeing that Zhou Haoyu was not moved at all, everyone in the Lane family suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly opened their mouths to make a promise to Zhou Haoyu.

After all, in their opinion, the only one who can break the balance between the two sides is Zhou Haoyu, although they don't know what Zhou Haoyu's strength is, but he can easily resist this terrifying mental pressure, and his strength is almost the same.

It is inevitable to pay some price for this, not to mention whether it can be implemented will have to be said later, but things doom them to delusions.

The temptation is basically ineffective for Zhou Haoyu, it is clear that they are looking for the wrong direction of the temptation, and for the material one, at least Zhou Haoyu is not interested in it at all.

"I said I wasn't interested!"

In the stunned gaze of the Lane family, Zhou Haoyu glanced at them lightly, then ignored them completely and stepped into the passage.

……

"Have you started?"

Looking at the blue sky, there was a faint hint in Esther's eyes, and an inexplicable love rippled in his heart.

"Big Young Master, the Third Young Master has entered the Magic Tower as promised, and even reached the fifth layer, but those few have already entered the eighth layer at this time, and the third young master's hope doesn't seem to be great!"

Beside Esther, a middle-aged man said slowly, the man had eye-catching red hair, looked extremely domineering, and his face was handsome, even if he was nearly forty years old, he could not hide his heroic appearance.

"He'll get it!"

Esther didn't turn his head, but the words came out in a low voice, full of a very affirmation, as if he was convinced that the person in his mouth would definitely get the same affirmation.

"The eldest young master, but, will the third young master be willing?"

The middle-aged red-haired man said with some concern, but his words were full of respect.

"There is no willingness or unwillingness, for the glory of my Goth family, everyone can absorb it, including myself, as for Lance, since we can sacrifice once, we don't care about the second time at all."

A low voice sounded, but there was no sigh on Esther's handsome face, and there was more of a kind of indifference, an indifference like looking down on a qiē.

"Well, my subordinates understand!"

The middle-aged red-haired man couldn't help but be shocked, and then hurriedly spoke, facing the eldest young master who had become serious, he didn't dare to slack off at all.

"Alright, let's start the second step, immediately send someone to Atlanta, and be sure to take that thing from Lance!"

Looking at the middle-aged man's demeanor, Esther nodded and spoke softly, his words flat but with a tone that could not be refused.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man responded respectfully, and then the figure slowly faded in the void strangely, almost just a breath of time, and the middle-aged man completely disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared.

"The Vatican!"

Esther didn't seem to have the slightest reaction to the man's strange disappearance, as if he had long been accustomed to it, but there was an inexplicable fierce light in his eyes, and he seemed to have made up his mind in his heart.

…… The next day, the entire Gothic family was inexplicably mobilized, and an elite went directly from the family headquarters to the Atlantan imperial capital, with thousands of people.

And more importantly, these thousands of people, each of them is full of momentum, and at a glance it turns out that all of them are epic, which is not more important.

The important thing is that in front of these thousands of people, the five old men in the Void Realm, each of them have a breath as thick as the sea, like a god.

"What are the Goths doing?"

All the forces were puzzled, whether it was a super-first-class force or an ordinary force, everyone couldn't help but have such a doubt at this time.

The abnormal behavior of the Goth family can be said to have alarmed the entire Apocalypse Continent at once, and all the forces are nervous, and each force is always vigilant.

Everyone understands the horror of a super-first-class force, and no one wants to be a place for its wrath.

However, for the commotion of the major forces, the Gothic family didn't seem to care at all, and they had already opened up, coming directly towards the Atlantan Imperial Capital, and everyone was nervous, especially the Atlantan Imperial Capital's forces, after learning the news, they couldn't help but panic all of a sudden.

What is the Gothic family, that is one of the many super-first-class forces known to the Apocalypse, and it can even be said that apart from the Vatican, that is the monarch-like being.

His every move is completely a nuclear weapon-like deterrent, and at this time, he is almost exhausted, how can this not make the forces on the mainland tremble.

Vatican City

This is the endless east of the Apocalypse Continent, which is completely shrouded in holy white light, and every bit of darkness seems to be dispelled in front of this divine force.

Night never seemed to have come to this place, this was the holy land of the entire continent, and it was also the Pure Land, at least the vast majority of people thought so.

Just stepping in, there is an aura of serenity that envelops the whole body.

Under the holy light, there are rows of buildings, and towering churches seem to represent the glory of the supreme god of legend.

On top of the largest church in the center, there was a long sigh at this time, the sound was not loud, it only echoed in the church, not even ten meters.

"Have you started, the Goths still can't help it!"

In the church, an old man with a staff quietly looked down at the statue in front of him, his eyes filled with a trace of deep sorrow.

"God, can you sue me, whether those efforts are the final end?"

Looking up at the divine statue, but vaguely invisible, the old man opened his mouth in a low voice, as if asking and talking to himself.

But it is clear that I don't know if the gods don't exist at all, or if they don't hear his whispering, silence, deathly silence, and there is no response.

"Archbishop, all ready, whether to go!"

And at this moment, a figure trotted directly into the church and spoke respectfully to the old man.

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