As Frank was writing in his notebook, a blue light flashed in front of his eyes. Frank frowned, and the blue light formed a miniature humanoid form in front of his eyes and broadcast his movements live.

"The wooden house, which leads the entrance of the gate to the dungeon. Frank said, apparently recognizing the figure outside.

Frank then got up and entered the dungeon, and a fat man with a yarmulke entered the dungeon. The fat man was obviously used to the environment of the dungeon, and didn't say anything about the flying tentacles of the machine and the small octopus, but he didn't know if it was because of the cold or something else, and his body was shivering.

"Is it cold over here? Frank asked curiously.

"No, no, Mr. Frank, it's not cold here. It's just that I've had a little cold lately. Will clutched his hat in his hand and replied hurriedly.

"If I'm not mistaken, the thing I implanted for you last month shouldn't have given you this disease. Frank said coldly, "Tell me, you've messed up something again, Mr. Will." Two cold rays of light shot out of Frank's eyes, stabbing Will's heart like a knife.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Frank. Will said, wiping tears from his eyes with a shabby handkerchief, "I'm really sorry that our zombie trade business has been discovered. A group of bitches dressed in white stopped us and said that we had desecrated the dead and that the whole convoy was finished. Will said with tears in his eyes.

Frank's expression did not change, the group of zombies themselves was a by-product of the study of the basic telepathic function of the T virus and the basic body transformation, and it did not have any research value. But a group of people in white robes? Frank keenly felt that there was something wrong with it.

"What are you talking about in white robes?" asked Frank.

Will wiped away his tears and said, "It's the church, Mr. Frank." The Church of the God of the Harvest is their people who have blocked us and demanded that we hand over all the corpses to them. Our men couldn't beat them, and finally one of them escaped and is now resting in our yard. ”

Frank nearly choked on a mouthful of water, then glared at Will and asked, "What did you say? The church people stopped you and let one go, and you brought them fucking into your hometown?"

Will's expression instantly became exciting, and he stammered, "There should be no problem, it's just the church." ”

Frank rubbed his temples and said, "My dear Will, what kind of mess is in your brain? It's not that the gods haven't come out for so long, but that doesn't mean the church is weak, you won't tell me that the place where you hid that guy happens to be the storage place for the latest biochemical suit I gave you." ”

Will is no longer talking, but the answer has been revealed.

"Trust me, Mr. Will, if it weren't for the fact that killing you right now makes things even more out of control, I will definitely kill you. Frank scolded under his breath, then got up and strode out.

Will hurriedly followed out with a hat, but found that Frank was no longer visible at the door.

Will's mind couldn't help but recall the day he and Frank first met.

A man in a white coat with a girl carved in pink entered a garbage tavern in Philadelphia late at night, what could have happened? The whole tavern man rushed at the two like male dogs with aphrodisiacs, lest he would not get a piece of the pie.

Then the fat man heard the most impressive words of his life. The little girl innocently asked, "Daddy, can I have them for lunch?" I haven't eaten in a long time. ”

"No, it's just garbage, we've got there and we'll have something to eat soon. Just sweep up the garbage. The man in the white coat replied with a smile, like a father comforting his grumpy little daughter.

Immediately, the little girl in the cute dress in front of him raised her hand and just swiped it slightly, and Will's eyes were blurred. Will inexplicably touched what was obscuring his vision, but only touched a pile of blood.

When he struggled to get up, he found that the bar that was originally overcrowded was now only the lower half of his body. And he escaped because he was squeezed into the ground just now. Just as he was terrified, a strange thing with butterfly wings saw him and let out a scream that made his heart fall to the bottom.

So the little girl in the floral dress came up and looked at him in amazement, as if wondering how he had dodged the blow. But the girl soon stopped dwelling, and gently stretched out a finger. Will could even see the shattered space on his fingers, and what he was about to do.

"Leave him, xxxviii. The man in the white coat smiled and said, "We need a service person." ”

And then, he, Will.

A lowest-class garbage gangster in Philadelphia turned into a leading black marketeer.

With the generosity of Master Frank behind him, he built the largest underground black market, the amusement park, in the whole of Philadelphia.

And he also witnessed with his own eyes how the adult behind him built a huge underground palace from scratch. Then weapons zombies, drugs, highly poisonous poisons, sharp weapons. He gets a lot of valuable stuff from the adults behind him almost every day.

In the eyes of others, he is beautiful, and in the eyes of others, he Wales is the upstart of Philadelphia. The garrisons from the outside world have reached an agreement with Will, so that he can buy and sell corpses without any scruples. But the condition is that the kind of magical alchemy potion must be obtained cheaply by the military.

But Will knew very well in his heart where he was coming from all this. Even the closer I got to him, the harder it was to imagine the horror of the man behind him.

Once, on Monday, the master began to ask him to find materials related to metal for the first time, and on Sunday he had already obtained from his master the steaming weapons of the transcendent, alchemy, casting, building, medicine, necromancy, it seemed that there was nothing that his master could not do. But this was only the beginning, and when the master began to ask him for materials to start building that horrible dungeon, he really began to have nightmares all night.

In that huge labyrinth. There is a small octopus commanding thousands of mechanical arms, and that octopus has the telekinesis ability to directly crush the fourth-level knight. In that dungeon, there is a garden, and every flower in it can eat a whole demonic beast. And the fruit produced by those flowers is a standard unit of consumption for experiments. He watched as room after room painted with blood-red skulls was sealed, and then new rooms were born, and even more terrifying things were made.

And now, he might anger his master, and Will shuddered at the thought of this. Then he quickly ran in the direction of his old nest.

At this time, outside the lair, a group of temple people in white armor and white robes were fighting fiercely with Will's men.

"Are you sure, Falla, that is where the gods say the greatest blasphemer is?" asked a female knight in light armor as she split a long tongue that spat at her.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" said Falla, who was dressed in a monk's robe, but still couldn't hide her beauty, "Have you ever seen any normal merchant's men who can fight us like this?"

"Subordinates, this is clearly a bunch of monsters!" Roland scolded, "A bunch of damn monsters!"

They had been following the instructions of a god they hadn't seen in hundreds of years to track down a group of damned corpse smugglers, only to be confronted by a group of monsters when they arrived.

Some people's arms will become several times thicker than ordinary people's arms, completely uncoordinated, but they will emit extremely hot beams, which can easily damage the armor of unblessed high-level gods, and this is only one of the best to deal with.

The most difficult of them to deal with was completely devoid of human appearance, with several tentacles growing on their bodies, and rushing towards them like wild beasts, their strength was only inferior to Roland's own, and the knight completely fell to the upper hand in a one-on-one situation.

Falla and the others desperately blessed all kinds of divine arts, and the temple warriors also used the battle formation that they had not used for a long time and the combined attack method to fight these strange monsters in front of them.

But fortunately, the temple is a temple after all, and after paying a certain price to find out the details of the people in front of them, the people in the temple began to fight back effectively. And with tactics and magic skills, a group of deformed monsters were finally completely purified.

"It's a nightmare. Falla said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it's a nightmare. Roland agreed: "But we solved it anyway." Go in and gather information, and let the people above go and make it clear to the wizards tomorrow, they will give in. ”

"Nightmare, Miss, you've just finished the easiest part. A cold voice sounded, and Frank's figure in a white coat slowly walked out of the dark corner: "Now, you should cheer the nightmare begins." ”