Rewind the clock to three days ago.

A tall, thin black man sat in Adrian's office with white hair draped over his shoulders, a neat black and white suit, and three colorful snakeskin belts around his waist.

"To sum up, just chant this spell and I will show up and help you." Nyara Totip, the Black Venerable of Egypt and the embodiment of one of the three pillars of the universe, sat in a leather chair, gently slammed his boot on his desk, and slid around the office in a leather chair with wheels.

"As you know, there are frequent wars between countries these days, and although Egypt has always been known for its neutrality, it has caused a little trouble for the Yellow Coats - and I will do something to help." The black man snapped his fingers, conjured a well-trimmed cigar at his fingertips, and then casually waved a flame in his hand and lit it, and began to swallow the clouds, "The only problem is that the island is Hasta's territory. According to the 'rules', I can't go straight in. It takes someone to go into the depths and recite these incantations before I can get 'permission' to enter the confines of Kalksa. ”

The god of a thousand faces, Nyaratotip, is an upper-level evil god with nine hundred and ninety-nine masks, with multiple images, including the god of the blood tongue, the swollen daughter, the black venerable, the earth elves, and many other incarnations, and even some of the most famous evil gods may only be his doppelganger manifestations. Always appears in myths and legends as a cunning liar. In the Western dualistic culture of good and evil, his attribute is closest to the "devil". He is one of the most notorious evil gods who use all kinds of rhetoric to deceive gullible mortals, and who trap mankind into desperate fear.

"Okay." Su Jing stared at his face. With a playful smile, "I promise you." If we can get to Kalksa, we'll summon you out to see. ”

Didn't even ask for a promise. An agreement, just listening to the incarnation of the evil god tell him about this plan, Su Jing agreed to it. Adrian leaned against the bookcase, his eyes flickering slightly, while Xu Fugui's face turned slightly blue.

He agreed so quickly, but Nyaratotip was silent for a moment. The black man finished smoking his cigar silently, knocked the ash into the ashtray, put his hands together on his lower abdomen and sat quietly for a while, then stood up and pointed at Su Jing:

"I love dealing with people like you."

"Each other, each other." Su Jing bowed slightly. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised. Only Su Luo could understand his train of thought, and even so, the girl was still slightly amazed by her brother's madness.

After Nyaratotip disappeared in the exaggerated smoke, Xu Fugui couldn't help but ask Su Jing's true meaning, but this time the young man didn't answer him. Nyara Totipp is everywhere, and a qiē thought process only needs to be hidden in one's own heart.

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A woman in a cheongsam covers her face with a folding fan, a swollen woman, one of the nine hundred and ninety-nine masks of the mysterious evil god who appears on the east coast of Asia most of the time. Always with a fan, the image of a gorgeous woman who covers her face with a fan. The true face under the fan is said to be a bloated monster that feeds on human brains, and at the same time combines the embodiment of the two sides of the evil god.

"The One Who Holds a Thousand Faces...... The King of Yellow fearfully shrunk all the silk back into a gorgeously dragged robe, and stood up from the obsidian throne for the first time. Cautiously watch the evil gods that invade his realm.

Su Jing and Su Luo had already slid away with the artifact fragments, leaving only the two avatars to confront each other. The swollen daughter didn't say a word, but just approached the throne of the king in yellow step by step. She gradually closed her fan. The horrible face behind the folding fan was revealed. In the face of the same kind, there is no need to maintain a mimicry pattern of human pose.

"Why do you stop Lone? The two astral travelers took the beacon. If they summon the gods and demons of the outside world, the variables on this planet will increase. ”

As an answer. The swollen daughter laughed strangely. Then a soft, deep voice came from the bloated flesh and wriggling tentacles:

"A qiē is all in the calculation."

In the next moment, the swollen woman's body turned into black smoke and disappeared in an instant. The King in Yellow was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and sat back on his throne with a heavy heart, and fell into a false sleep. Only this time the false sleep seemed to be deeper, as if its mind had broken away from this dry shell and returned to the body of an evil god deep at the bottom of Lake Harry. There, it can break free from the constraints of human personality and use the ancient and profound godlike thinking to calculate the course of time.

The boy and girl quickly made their way through the dark corridor, the tail flame of the skateboard drawing twisted and tangled traces, and flew at high speed along the road from which they came. The artifact fragments have already arrived, and there is no point in doing more entanglement here, it is better to return directly to the outside world. Su Jing is confident that his self-made skateboard can get out of the storm, as long as he returns to the bazaar, he can exchange props and adventurers for a few blank character cards and prop cards to retrieve his identity as an adventurer, and then use the portal to leave this world - the sea is wide and the sky is high for birds to fly, and the world is as big as it can be.

As long as he took some time to study this so-called "artifact", Su Jing thought that by gathering his and Su Luo's knowledge, he should be able to find a way to use it safely. Whether it's for your own use or trading on the market, it's an acceptable way. Then I went back to the New York branch of the Science and Technology Alliance, and passed through Princess Celestia to contact Mr. Lu. Gathering the wisdom of so many people, there is always a way to restore the power of himself and Aluo.

When the gold-level power is retrieved, the "Plane Traveler" team can be regarded as a small force of great importance. Then, with the combined power of science and technology, it must be an interesting journey to participate in the struggle between power and wisdom in the multiverse god and demon chessboard.

The two of them ran back to the temple door, just in time to meet Adrian, who was standing there waiting for them.

"Got something?"

Adrian's face was not good, his green jade pupils were dim, and there were already more than a dozen yellow-clothed priests' corpses torn into countless pieces at his feet, and it seemed that they had also gone through a short but fierce battle. All the yellow-clad priests were cut into pieces with sharp objects, and a thick, black liquid slowly trickled down the obsidian steps.

"Got it, can you put it together now?" Su Jing took out the golden-colored unicorn head from his pocket, and Su Luo took out the ruby. Adrian, in response, pulled out a third artifact fragment wrapped in plastic paper from his chest pocket, a thin gold-colored rod.

The bewitching man reached out to take it, and Su Jing reached out to hand him the fragment. At the moment when the two of them touched their fingers, all the true qi in Su Jing's body exploded in an instant, and the dark blue qi sucked the free electric energy, creating a potential difference in the air that was enough to penetrate the air, and the electricity attached to the true qi condensed into an incomparably strong finger force with breakthrough power, which penetrated through the body of "Adrian", causing his body shell to turn to ash and fall in a row.

"Ahem, cough, ahem, ......" Kashiwazaki staggered back, the front half of his right hand had been charred by electricity. He slashed off his crippled hand with a hard palm, and black liquid slowly poured out of the section, forming a new black hand.

The golden-colored rods clanged to the ground and tumbled down the black stone steps. Su Jing calmly picked it up, and the thin rod and the unicorn head were joined together as soon as they touched. Su Luo threw the gem over, Su Jing raised her hand to catch it, and the ruby was tightly attached to the other end of the thin rod.

"Legendary ...... Scepter of Wisdom. Su Jing couldn't put it down and played with it for a while, adding up to a thin staff that was only more than twenty centimeters long, not so much a scepter, but a delicate and small prop like a toy for children to play with. Su Jing tried to find the switch, but couldn't find it.

"That thing needs a character card to activate." Kashiwazaki Fusaku smiled miserably, "I'm confident that I've never exposed the fact that the 'Invisible Child' can change color, and the sky in Kalksa is different from the earth...... How the hell do you tell that I'm not Adrian? ”

"The breath is different." Su Jing took a long breath, "Not to mention the subtle differences in demeanor and posture, the smell on Adrian's body is the smell of blood and perfume, and you are...... It is full of rotten, desperate revenge. In addition, the scars of these corpses on the ground are not Adrian's habitual methods, but rather your killing methods...... The most important thing is...... Electricity is electricity, and even if the electricity is wrong, Adrian won't do anything. ”

"So that's ......" Kashiwazaki nodded and looked at Su Jing and Su Luo with empty eyes, while constantly regressing, "What a clever child, it's a pity that we are all going to destroy Miè together......"

[He wants to rely on this to summon a world-destroying evil god? Asartos? 】

[No, I recognize this thing.] It can't be an evil god who is summoned. But seeing that he is so determined, it is estimated that there is a back hand......] Su Jing held the scepter in his hand and thought about the things he had experienced in this world little by little.

First of all, in what way does Kashiwazaki want to destroy the miè world? According to Su Jing's estimate, it is likely to be related to the many evil gods sleeping in this world. But as for what exactly is used, it is a fog.

If we deduce from the fact that he went to great lengths to seize the scepter, would he be so confident that the things he summoned would be able to fulfill his desire to destroy the world? Or rather...... Turning his mind around, what if his plan was "whatever comes out can be used to destroy the miè world"?

…… There is also a missing link.

What is it......

Then Su Jing understood, he suddenly turned around, and the two tentacles struck head-on, knocking the boy and the girl into the air. Only had time to gather strength to do the minimum protection, and the two flew upside down, and the flying skateboard fell to the side.

As soon as the tentacles were revealed, the gorgeous woman who covered her face with a fan slowly walked out of the darkness. The thick black blood on the ground began to flow, drawing tangled and intricate runes and formations on the ground in front of the temple.

The swollen daughter picked up the wisdom scepter on the ground, seemed to look at it for a moment, and then handed it into the hands of Kashiwazaki Busao.

“…… Finally, the token of the M6 Club has been collected, which is used to summon the gold-level beacon, the Twilight Scepter. (To be continued......)

PS: Hold me back for a whole volume......