Meanwhile.

Inside a small palace.

A large group of white, black, and mixed-race players gathered together, led by the head of the Paladin Order with the ID of [Jason], who was once the second seat in the twelve seats of the Western Holy See, and in terms of strength, second only to the first person in the global thriller game.

The game level is up to 65.

It is the highest game level of all players in the audience.

With the strength of yin qi, he is infinitely close to the abyss-level ghost king.

At this time.

[Jason] covered his forehead, bared his teeth, and his brown pupils were full of throbbing pain on the face of a typical white Eastern European man.

This sudden reaction caught everyone's attention.

They all got up.

Look around warily.

I thought that the other party had been attacked by an unknown supernatural spirit.

"Damn, the butcher ghost is actually dead, I can't feel the mark of a slave that belongs to him, how is this possible, how can those two sluts kill an abyss-level ghost king."

Long.

[Jason] recovered from the supernatural backlash.

The words seemed to set off a wave on the calm surface of the lake, and everyone was shocked.

The abnormal reaction just now was because the butcher was killed and suffered from the supernatural backlash?

What the hell is this.

A five-star player, a four-star player, at best, is equivalent to the most ordinary ghost king plus a top-notch red coat that can briefly compete with the ghost king, how can such a strength kill an abyss-level ghost king.

The two are not at the same level at all.

"You just suffered from a supernatural backlash, and the source of the backlash came from the butcher ghost connected to your soul?"

An old man on crutches, not angry, stepped forward.

Seriously.

This old man's ID is [Jelf], and his face is somewhat similar to [Jason], even if he is in his sixties, he can still see the calmness and gloom of living in the mall for a long time from his old face, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

At first glance, it is a big shot.

And that's exactly what happened.

The old man was once the head of a large business group in the West, worth hundreds of billions, and before the revival of the supernatural, no one present was qualified to stand in front of him.

Even if she is a princess of the principality, Cana can't rely on her identity in front of this old man.

And.

He is also Jason's father and is the sixth member of the Twelve Western Seats.

In other words.

The old man who looks like he is in his sixties is also a five-star player standing at the peak of the supernatural circle.

As soon as he spoke, the audience fell silent.

[Jason] nodded with an ugly face, and the backlash from the supernatural made his brain throb, like a pinprick in a pinprick.

Under normal circumstances, the death of a branded slave does not affect the slave owner, but in order to prevent the butcher ghost from having a contempt for the sake of killing the master, he chose a more secure branding method.

Because of this.

As soon as the butcher ghost died, he immediately suffered a strong supernatural backlash.

See here.

All the Western players shouted one after another.

The old man on crutches also turned pale, his brows furrowed, an abyss-level ghost king is nothing in the pyramid country, but for players, it is definitely an unrivaled existence.

Can ...... now

The fleeing princess and her little henchmen caught everyone off guard, and after nearly five days on the run, they killed the butcher ghost.

This is clearly not right.

It was an external force that intervened and affected the situation.

But where did they get their help?

Judging from the known situation, the death of the butcher ghost is a matter of an instant, otherwise his son should have discovered the abnormality, in other words, this external force kills the butcher ghost in an instant, and those with this kind of strength can only be above the top ghost king.

Come to think of this.

The old man's brow furrowed even deeper.

A top ghost king, why is he willing to meddle with such a thing?

But in any case, this matter is not something for players to meddle in.

Moment.

[Jelf] chose the safest plan: "Report to the temple priests, tell them to tell the butcher that the ghost is dead, and ask for more house slaves to be sent to snipe." ”

[Jason] was stunned for a moment, and frowned the same way: "Dad, the temple doesn't care about us dying an abyss-level ghost king, if it weren't for the fact that we used supernatural props at that time to deepen our favor, we wouldn't have been in each other's eyes with this condition." ”

"Did the supernatural backlash turn your brain back? We don't have enough weight, don't we know how to get involved with the so-called world protagonist True Buddha? Although the dragon country man has another purpose, he has to admit that the other party does have the ability to foresee, and the temple is the power of the royal party, and he is afraid that the temple sacrifice will be indifferent? ”

Hear this.

[Jason] was woken up on the spot.

Yes.

They were originally going to help the true Buddha, and it was natural to use each other's name to do things.

And under the living signboard of the true Buddha with the background of the True Buddha Temple, the slaves and family members sent by the temple sacrifice must be the best batch, not to mention the top ghost kings, even if they are ghosts and gods, they may not be able to mobilize.

After all.

The reason why the royal party can gain power is because of the behind-the-scenes manipulation of the True Buddha Temple.

So.

The two women were dead.

With this thought, Jason quickly got up and walked out of the temple gate, at this time, his father's voice was not angry and arrogant again: "Apply the supernatural curse first, whoever kills the butcher ghost will be recognized by the supernatural curse at that time." ”

……

At the same time.

Shen Jian, guided by the doll girl, walked towards the player's location.

Along.

This rampaging little Lori all showed a bloodthirsty and excited look.

The rag doll in her hand has been completely torn by her, and even the catkins are broken.

on this.

Shen Jian only found it interesting.

In the past, he wanted to go through Qiqi's case to study the next path of the ghost hunter, but unfortunately Qiqi was too small, so he ran aground.

Now.

Although this rampaging little Lori is full of childishness, from Cana's description, the other party is in his twenties and is no longer a child.

Just thinking about it.

Abruptly.

Shen Jian stopped.

Look down.

A pig's head mask, I don't know when, has been attached to him.

Judging by the style, it should be the one he just split into pieces.

Jana walked beside her and saw the scene as well.

His face changed slightly.

"I almost forgot that killing a slave will be marked, and if the slave owner wants to, he can cast a supernatural curse to mark the person who killed the slave, and there is no way to take off the mask unless he dies."

As soon as the words fell.

Shen Jian took off the pig's head mask attached to his body.

Jana: ......

She choked for a moment.

looked at Shen Jian with some resentment.

You're embarrassing to me like this.

"Go on."

Shen Jiannu pouted and motioned to continue.

And he took up the pig's head mask and looked at it with interest.

"Your Majesty, as far as I know, this is the exclusive slave brand of the temple sacrifice, which is extremely recognizable, there are twelve kinds in total, and it is the legend of the twelve zodiac signs of the Dragon Kingdom, and the pig's head is one of them."

"It is said that this kind of slave mask itself has a supernatural effect, and it will be gradually brainwashed subtly, and after wearing it, you will never want to take it off."

"And after most slaves put it on, they will become machines that only know how to kill, the butcher ghost was originally just a bankrupt small businessman, and when he became a slave and was bought by us, he was even more trembling, but just a few days after putting on the pig's head mask, he completely became a butcher, which was very terrifying."

Hear the words.

Shen Jian's eyes were even more interested.

I watched it for a while.

Imprint the mask on your face.

Doll Girl: !!

Her eyes widened.

I don't know what Shen Jian's intention was.

Didn't Sister Jana say that after wearing this mask, she will not recognize her six relatives and never want to take it off again?

Did this handsome guy fucking not hear or understand?

In case of a big change in temperament, the two of them are not opponents at all.

Subconsciously.

She took a step back.

But the next second.

She withdrew her foot in pain.

Gan!

I almost forgot that compared to the butcher ghost who became ferocious after wearing a pig's head mask, the handsome guy himself seems to be more violent.

What am I worried about?

The concern should be the possible presence of the spirit on the pig's head mask.

……

The other side.

Shen Jian ignored the reaction of the two women.

The moment he put on the mask, a voice suddenly appeared in his heart.

"My evil side, tell me, what do you like to do most on weekdays?"

"Woman." Shen Jian was shocked in his words.

“……”

"No, I mean, do you have some more evil thoughts on weekdays?"

"Yes, robbing other people's women."

Pig's Head Mask: ......

Ahh

You really don't shy away from people.

Although I said that you were evil, you don't have to behave so badly.

He is a killing mask, not a perverted mask.

He induced the slaves to develop in the direction of killing, not in the direction of Cao thieves.

Shouldn't you fucking want to kill people on a daily basis?

The pig's head mask does not believe in evil.

Asked again: "What else can make your blood boil and give you a new lease of life?" ”

He accentuated his tone on "business".

Shen Jian replied without hesitation: "Of course there is, in front of other people's husbands, boyfriends, and childhood sweethearts, stir-fry his wife and girlfriend, let my blood boil, what, you want to help me?" ”

Pig's Head Mask: ......

On this day, TM couldn't talk anymore.

This pervert does not leave other people's wives in three sentences.

And the faith is strong.

He was afraid that if he was worn on his face by this man for a long time, his orientation would also change from killing to perverted.

It's horrible.

Leave.

Whoever loves to curse curses, I don't want to anyway.

The next moment.

The pig's head mask comes off.

took the initiative to fall from Shen Jian's face, and he didn't stick to it, but fled one by one.

It's like running away from a plague god.

Don't dare to get involved.

It's a pity......

Shen Jian just stretched out his hand and grabbed it back.

Put it back on your face.

"You and I have different interests, let me go, I won't be happy with you, it's useless for you to hold on to me."

In Shen Jian's heart, a voice emerged again.

It's just that compared with the bewitchment just now, this voice seems to be helpless, or rather, it is a tone of "a mouthful of old blood choked in my heart".

After all.

This man is already nasty.

He can't be trained.

Opposite.

He was afraid that he would be retorted by the other party.

It's really bad luck. (End of chapter)