Dadada————da————

With the exposure of the underground passage, the streets of Nu Wu City were full of hurried demon soldiers, and a solemn atmosphere spread, which also made those slave city members who came to have fun very irritable.

At the same time, the demons also began to investigate the slaves under their control, and many Vlamirs were exposed, and their fate can be imagined.

At this moment, at the entrance of an underground passage in Hopeless City.

"Fuge, did you leave like this?"

A tiger-shaped beast demon clan urn sounded the urn qidao, and the huge tiger head was crowned with a golden king character, and he was wearing bright golden armor, and his momentum was extraordinary.

"You don't have the right to care about me, Taimo!" Fu Ge said coldly.

Due to the poison of calamity, Fu Ge's character is cold and ruthless, and he is more like a piece of ice on the surface of the sea. A small part of the surface is cold, and most of the sea floor is cold.

"I'll report the matter to the lord of the castle. Taimo frowned, and the tiger's whiskers trembled up and down on both sides.

"Whatever you want. Fu Ge walked forward quietly, leaving a small pool of viscous liquid in place with each step, which volatilized quickly, and the toxins scattered in the air were also very light. But even so, if someone smells it, they will feel extremely uncomfortable!

"Your Excellency, he's gone too far, he just doesn't take us seriously. The other demon deputy leader on one side said angrily.

"Leave him alone, he's just like that, no wonder everyone doesn't want to see him. The poison of calamity is strong, but it is destined to become a lonely person. Temo snorted.

Fu Ge didn't pay attention to those bullshit things, put a poison at the entrance of the passage, and hunted down a few diehards by the way, this is his job. Yes, he will only treat the task as a job, and it will be good if it is done.

The leisurely stroll-style Fu Ge was in stark contrast to the demon soldiers who were in a hurry around them, and everyone didn't dare to mess with this guy.

Didi!

A short time later, Fu Ge's liaison rang, and there was only a gray image on it.

Fu Ge rolled his eyes stiffly, his pace couldn't help but quicken, and he soon disappeared into the corner of the street. His departure is more like a drop of water returning to the sea, even if there are ripples, it will eventually return to the ordinary, and no one will pay attention to it.

Hopeless City, Poison Dragon Manor.

This place is located at No. 137 Ghost Avenue in the remote area of Hopeless City, there is only one building within a kilometer, and the surrounding vegetation is mostly dark and low, which makes people look very dull.

Fu Ge lives here, and he has always been alone, and all tasks are notified by the contact.

For such a strong person, the top still attaches great importance to it, but they can't control the idea that other low-level or middle-level demons are demons, which leads to Fuge's embarrassing position.

Boom!

Pushing open the door and walking to the hall on one side, Fu Ge leaned directly on the leather paper sofa.

The sofa is specially made, and the skin is made of the skin of a mid-level magical beast called the poisonous lizard, which can withstand the poison of the calamity. But even so, every once in a while, Fuge still has to change to a new set.

The sofa is just a microcosm of his life, everything he has needs to be customized, and the influence of the poison of calamity is everywhere, unless he can achieve more than 80% fusion in order to completely control the negative impact.

Tick!

After turning on the projection, Fu Ge looked indifferently ahead, and a strange clown mask appeared on the blue fluorescent platform.

"My dear dear friend, Sir Fugo, we meet again. The clown mask began to twist and finally spoke.

"Is there anything wrong with me?" Fu Ge's expression is still short, and the tone is like eternal ice.

"I just wanted to inform you that my experiment was a success. The expression on the mask raised his eyebrows, looking very proud.

Fu Ge clasped his hands into fists, bent down, and looked at the mask quietly.

"Now I can declare that the artificial root creation project has been successful! Although the power of the created roots is weak, and only a small part can meet the standards of the lower roots, but that is also a new beginning, and there is no way. I believe it will be better in the future!"

"It has nothing to do with me. Fu Ge spat out four words.

"No, no, no, how can it be okay, Sir Fugo, I said that my door is always open to you. Our roots should be a family!"

"Family, hehe. ”

"Yes, join me, let's create a new world together, a world that belongs to our roots, we are the ones chosen by fate, the real gods! We are completely different from other races! We should make this world our world! Magic is not as powerful as the roots!"

Looking at the somewhat fanatical clown, Fu Ge did not speak.

He'd known the Joker's intentions for a long time, this guy was an extreme root race. He believes that the people who obtain the root are all a new race, and their life level has surpassed that of other races, and the root person should become the master of this world!

That's why the clown has been collecting roots, researching roots, and building an army of roots.

Over the decades, his lab has produced one product after another, and the artificial roots are one of them.

As we all know, there is only one way to become a Root, and that is to find the corresponding Root, and then fuse!

However, the Joker dismantles a small part of the existing root source, but after research, he creates a converter, and then uses the converter to create a new root source!

In the beginning, this source body was extremely unstable, and the lethality rate was as high as 99.99 percent!

Now the research can be regarded as a success, but the lethality rate is still 50 percent! The most deceitful thing is that this kind of root cause is only a lower root at best! Of course, the lower root cause is enough to fill the strength of ordinary soldiers and make them strong.

Think about it, the root of a legion, how terrifying that is.

"Sir Fuge, we are the same kind, you can find many companions in me, most of the roots of the elemental system and the terrain system are not afraid of your speed, we can be lifted, we are the same kind of people!"

Fu Ge was touched, and he didn't want to be a monster and be ostracized by everyone!

What's more important is the Joker's promise!

Sounds good!