"Third disciple, she has finally reached the transformation period?"

There was too much surprise, disbelief, and a hint of almost inaudible horror in Caesar's tone.

"Yes. A majestic and mysterious voice said.

The three of them were disciples who were personally sought by the Demon King, and they knew everything about each other, and they could even be said to know each other better than they did.

In terms of strength, the first disciple is the strongest, and the third disciple is the weakest.

But in terms of potential, the third disciple is the strongest, and the second disciple is the weakest.

The third disciple is a peculiar race, and it will be another transformation period in less than a thousand years, and if the transformation period is passed safely, the strength will increase explosively.

"No wonder there will be a change in Moscow, it turns out that she has entered a period of transformation and is unable to maintain the barrier in Moscow. The first disciple suddenly realized.

A majestic and mysterious voice said: "There are already many enemies who have entered Moscow, and one of them is very hot, a doppelganger of the executor of the thousand-year agreement, and I must protect the third disciple from being discovered by him." Lord First Disciple, you should also immediately hunt down the Executor's body and help the Third Disciple relieve the pressure. ”

"No, I'm being targeted by a very strong enemy right now, and I can't get out. Caesar refused without thinking.

The majestic and mysterious voice sighed softly, "It seems that you really plan to break away from us. ”

"It's not a lie, the enemy who is targeting me has the blood of God, probably a descendant of God, I don't know exactly whose descendant he is, but his power is undoubtedly very strong. ”

Caesar defended himself.

The majestic and mysterious voice had too much disappointment, "In that case, good luck." ”

"Good luck too. ”

When Caesar had finished speaking, he stopped standing and turned to leave.

...... At the same time, Zhuang Mingge, who was wandering in Moscow, did not know that the first disciple was actually Caesar, let alone that the forest in the moving nightmare in Moscow was actually the forest in Shahara, and he did not know that the sound of the altar in the cave was not the imaginary third disciple, but the second disciple.

Now, he is trying to find out the whereabouts of the Moving Nightmare, and he is looking forward to entering the Moving Nightmare again.

After another meaningless day in Moscow, Zhuang Mingge had an unexpected harvest at night.

In a temporary hotel, he met Victoria, the head of the Holy Knights of the Holy See.

"It's you. ”

After seeing Zhuang Mingge, Victoria also had too many surprises, her face sank, and her murderous aura burst out unabashedly, "Yi Barrett, why are you here." ”

Several knights behind her pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords at the same time, their swords rattling.

"I said I was lost, do you believe me? ”

Victoria said sarcastically, "The merciful Lord tells me never to believe what the devil says. ”

"I'm not a demon. ”

"What stupid things to say, you who make a deal with the devil are even worse than the devil. ”

Victoria's unfriendly words made Zhuang Mingge also angry, if it weren't for the seal of the saint in his body being sealed, he would use pure holy power to teach this guy a lesson now.

Speaking of Michael, Zhuang Mingge suddenly remembered that he seemed to have the mark of Lucifer, and officially because of this, Michael chose himself as a saint.

I don't know if I can use Lucifer's powers.

Probably not.

"Are you speechless? ”

Seeing Zhuang Mingge's sudden silence, Victoria was not so brainbroken that the other party was ashamed of what he said, but raised his vigilance, thinking that Zhuang Mingge was playing some tricks.

Hmph, no matter what tricks you play, I won't be fooled.

Who knew that Zhuang Mingge didn't care about her at all, turned around and left, anyway, there are many empty hotels in Moscow, it's a big deal to find another one, Zhuang Mingge is not willing to live with these believers of the Lord, that will give him goosebumps.

Victoria was also a little stunned, not understanding why Zhuang Mingge would leave so easily.

Zhuang Mingge left the hotel, walked for a while, and found an empty hotel, so Zhuang Mingge cleaned a room at random and stayed.

At night, Zhuang Mingge fell asleep, and the silent moonlight poured in through the window.

A wonderful shadow swayed around Zhuang Mingge.

It was a very wonderful sight. Can't put it into words.

The shadow will become longer and shorter, split, close, and change, but Zhuang Mingge is unaware, as if he senses that Zhuang Mingge will not wake up because of this, and the shadow is becoming more and more rampant.

It began to dance, dancing in the moonlight.

Like a fairy in the dust, like a witch and enchanting.

In the end, the wonderful scene lasted for an hour, the shadow slowly disappeared, and after the night passed, Zhuang Mingge woke up with a splitting headache, as if he had a severe cold.

After discovering this strange phenomenon, Zhuang Mingge immediately woke up.

He was a magician, a collection of magical powers, and this was definitely not a natural occurrence, it must have been a wonderful curse.

Zhuang Mingge checked his body and soon found that there was something more in his shadow.

Zhuang Mingge grabbed it out of the shadow and found a red gem fragment. This fragment was sucking Zhuang Mingge's magic power, and all night, Zhuang Mingge's magic power almost fell to its lowest point.

If he was sucked a little, Zhuang Mingge's body would collapse.

Zhuang Mingge manipulated the dragon scale ring to replenish his magic power, this time Zhuang Mingge only absorbed a small number of people's spiritual power, replenished about 100,000 magic power for himself, and then suddenly used force to crush the gem.

Zhuang Mingge thought about it for a long time, no matter what, he couldn't remember when he was planted with a curse, but he also had a rough guess.

"Last night?" he muttered.

After wandering around Moscow for a day and not gaining anything in the evening, Zhuang Mingge once again came to a hotel and stayed there.

Before going to bed, Zhuang Mingge embedded several trigger magic around him, and also arranged a few enchantments to block the curse, and slept peacefully.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the marvelous scenery happened again.

A shadow danced around Zhuang Mingge, like a fairy's neon dress and feather dance, and like a witch's soul dance, in a trance, the shadow split into two, a fairy, a witch.

The next morning, Zhuang Mingge woke up again, and found that his face was pale, his magic power was absent, his body was crumbling, and he was about to collapse at any time.

Once again, he manipulated the dragon scale ring to replenish his mana, and as he had done yesterday, he pulled out a red gem from the shadow, exactly like yesterday's gem, but seemed to be a little bigger.

Zhuang Mingge's face turned pale, and he crushed the gem again.

(To be continued)