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Soon, there were only two people left here except Qiao Ji who hadn't left.

One of them is naturally the main priest of death that Qiao Ji asked him to stay.

The other Qiao Ji didn't know, and the Soul Eater Blood Suit he was wearing was very strange, with no special symbols.

Qiao Ji looked at him, and he also consciously stood up and introduced himself: "Alan Robin, for more than ten years, he has been in charge of collecting materials in the organization and making the Soul Eater Blood Suit. I've noticed that you're still using the Soul Eater Bloodsuit of the Jealous Priest, and I think you may need to modify the style of the Soul Eater Bloodsuit to your liking, please let me serve you. ”

A middle-aged man's voice, which sounds gentle and decent, seems to have been engaged in the service industry for a long time, like a housekeeper in film and television dramas.

The one responsible for crafting the Soul Eater Bloodcoat? It seems that the logistics of the former president.

This is a technical talent, looking at his appearance, he also hopes to hug his thighs, and he should also let him hug him generously, after all, Qiao Ji wants the production technology of the Soul Devouring Blood Clothes.

"Is the raw material for the production of the Soul Eater Blood Cloak mainly souls?" Qiao Ji asked.

"There are a total of thirty-seven kinds of materials needed, some of which are not available on the earth, and they are all left by the previous president, but we still have a lot of inventory, and if we have enough souls, we can also make nearly a hundred soul-devouring blood clothes."

Alain's answer briefly explained the situation, that is, I am afraid that it will be difficult to gather more materials for the Soul Eater Bloodcoat?

After all, the previous president is dead, and it is unknown where he got the materials that are not available on Earth.

However, in terms of quantity, Qiao Ji was a little surprised, there were still so many material reserves of the Soul Eater Blood Clothes?

It seems that in the past, it was probably the soul that restricted the mass production of the Soul Devouring Blood Cloth, and the number of the main priests, after all, it is not just a random person who can become the main priest of the blood clothes, at least to master a special power, right?

Qiao Ji decided to ask Alain to bring the raw materials to meet him, and if he could, he would take the materials to the training ground and copy some of them.

In the future, you can collect some low-level souls by brushing the underworld dungeons, and you should be able to continuously make Soul Eater Bloodclothes, which can be immune to spiritual attacks below the ground level, and the Soul Eater Bloodclothes that can be immune to spiritual attacks below the ground level are a very practical equipment.

"Leave your address before leaving, I'll go to you, then it's you next, who are you going to introduce me?"

Qiao Ji looked at the Death Priest.

"The stakes are high, and I hope we can talk about it."

The Death Priest looked at Alain, the technician in charge of equipment manufacturing, meaning that he felt that this person was not qualified to observe.

But Qiao Ji didn't think that the so-called big man could be big, wouldn't he die?

"I'll come back in 10 minutes."

Alain left the space on his own initiative.

Now, only Qiao Ji and the Death Priest were left here, and he spoke first: "Your Excellency's strength is strong, even if it is a country, you can't do anything about it, but have you ever thought that although the earth is big, it is only as small as gravel in front of some existences. ”

Qiao Ji knew what he meant when he heard this, especially when he thought of his recent experience, so he asked directly: "Are you a traitor?" ”

"I am no longer a living creature in my quest for the power of death." He retorted.

His subordinates are all half-human, half-undead beings, and he has been completely transformed, which is not surprising to Qiao Ji.

The Priest of Death continued: "Only death can increase my strength, only death can give me eternity, you are very strong, but you will eventually run out in the face of time, and only death can give you eternity, and this great man I want to introduce to you has the power of partial death. ”

The voice of the Death Priest is very low, I have to say that there is a special charm, did he sing opera when he was alive?

"Hehehe......" Qiao Ji laughed.

The Death Priest was puzzled by Qiao Ji's smile, "This is the eternal life of death's gift, isn't your Excellency impressed?" ”

"I've fought with the underworld a few times, and their immortality seems to me to be a joke, and the undead of the earth level are easier to kill than the superpowers."

"No, you don't understand, those are just cannon fodder, without the authority of God, all of them are cannon fodder, even at the ground level."

Qiao Ji put away his smile, and his voice became cold, "So, this big man you introduced to me needs me to go to the underworld to meet him?" ”

"I know you have concerns, but please believe in the selflessness of death."

I believe your mother is big.

"As long as you can play your part in the process of annexing the Earth and bringing it into the realm of death, that Lord will definitely be rewarded."

At this moment, the death priest is simply saying, 'Those who know the times are handsome, as long as they surrender to the devil, the golden ticket will drop greatly'.

Qiao Ji wanted to give him a knife directly, but held back.

It's better to plan and see what is behind him, and it is best to get a way to go to the underworld from him.

went to the underworld, that is, to return to the happy hometown, Qiao Ji definitely did not hesitate to put a few nuclear bombs in it to help the fun, and then collect the soul and fill him in the system.

However, directly catering to him is not in line with his current vest personality, so Qiao Ji said: "Don't talk about that nonsense, tell me the time and place of meeting." ”

"I'm sorry, I need a little time to prepare for the cross-border gate, please wait a day or two, and I'll let you know when the time comes."

The Death Priest stepped back, "Also, I suggest you reorganize the Ancient Society, they are still useful. ”

The Death Priest left, leaving Qiao Ji alone in this misty space.

Going to the meeting alone?

It sounds a little dangerous, but Qiao Ji thinks he can go and see it, just get ready.

As soon as the door of the border is opened, the Death Priest and his people will be controlled immediately.

In short, we must first take the cross-border approach into our own hands.

Qiao Ji waited in the misty space, and it was the first time that he had carefully looked at the beast remains under his feet.

A rib is several times thicker than others, and the number of ribs is a bit large, after all, so many blood-clothed priests can stand, their bodies are very long, and they look a bit like the bones of a big snake.

Qiao Ji wanted to jump down and take a look, but not now.

He waited for a while, and Alan Robin was back here.

"Do you think it's difficult to reorganize the Ancient Society?" Qiao Ji asked as soon as he appeared.

"It's not difficult, they need your shelter. Each faction has a leader, and you only need to talk to four people and get their support to master the power of the Ancient Society. ”

Alain gave the answer, which sounds very feasible.

"Very well, give me the address, and I'll go to you now."

Qiao Ji was not worried that Alan had reported the news in the past ten minutes and brought someone to design an ambush for him, because he had clairvoyance and could reconnoiter in advance.

(End of chapter)