Black Hand Building

The leader of the Black Hand Organization, Varon, was looking at his three subordinates with an embarrassed face at this time, and his subordinates were still pale and trembling, as if they had been fished out of the water.

Behind Varon, the eyes of a dragon-like sculpture with 12 square holes lit up with a crimson glow, and this light contained a chilling power.

Varon kept pacing back and forth in front of the sculpture, looking at his subordinates with angry expressions, and said indignantly.

"You shit, do you have to go so hard to get a shield from an archaeologist?!"

He really didn't expect that the three people he trusted most would have been abolished like this now, just to take a shield, and he couldn't even do this little thing.

How much combat power can an archaeologist have, is it possible that he can kick and punch a monster-like existence away?

The trio of the Black Hand Organization was still shrunk into a ball and shivering, and what they had experienced today would probably never be forgotten for the rest of their lives.

"No, it's not, boss, we met a horrible weirdo, that guy was a monster, he just waved his hand and let us fall into a black hole, and it took an hour to fall to the floor, and that feeling was really ............"

Rasu trembled and defended himself, not daring to continue until the end. Zhou and Ah Fen, who were in his arms, turned even paler.

It was clear that Rasu's words reminded them of very bad memories.

"What? Wave your hand and let you fall into a black hole, and it fell for an hour? Do you think this is some kind of fairy tale? Don't make excuses for your incompetence! ”

Wa Long was even more angry, his subordinates had all learned to deceive people now, with such unreliable subordinates, when would they be able to get the legendary treasure of the Golden Rooster King and complete their family's mission and pursuit?!

Maybe I should find a better subordinate, Tru is not enough, I heard that there is a master who is very good at punching and kicking in a deep mountain and old forest, and the master should be invited as well.

Varon thought to himself, it was time to inject more powerful blood into the Black Hand organization.

"Wait............"

When Varon was about to continue to reprimand his unsuccessful subordinates, the statue of the Holy Lord behind him suddenly turned red, as if a huge will, an incomparably evil consciousness body descended here, and a very oppressive red light was reflected on the Black Hand Organization Foursome.

"Tell me more about who you met?"

The hoarse voice of the Holy Lord echoed through the hall, and he became interested in the man who waved his hand to summon the black hole.

According to his knowledge of this world, there should be no mage who is so proficient in space power.

Seeing that the Holy Lord had spoken, the enraged Varon also restrained his temper and slowed down to the side, continuing to let the trembling Rasu tell them about the mysterious young strong man they had encountered.

"Well, we went to that antique shop today and met the archaeologist, and by then we had already got the shield. Ah Fen suddenly lost control of his emotions............"

Lassu described in detail how they had clashed with the young strong man, and how the strong man had summoned a black hole with a wave of his hand, and toyed with them between applause, and afterwards they looked at the time, and they obviously felt that a long time had passed, an hour at least, but the timetable only showed that they had not even been five minutes from entering to coming out.

Listening to the description of the dung, Wallon's face was disdainful, and his mouth was almost crooked to his eyes.

It doesn't matter if you don't have enough ability, you still make up and fabricate such a mage-like existence!

A bunch of rubbish, it seems that the recruitment of new members is on the agenda!

When Rasu finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent, and the two eyes of the Holy Lord flickered brightly and darkly, and he wondered if he could really play with space and part of the time in such a magical role.

He knew very well that this world could not tolerate too much extraordinary power, and if he followed the description of this little gangster, then the other party was indeed an existence that should not be underestimated.

Space and time have never been accessible to normal people.

The Holy Lord could see from the horror and fear of these three people that they were not lying, and even that memory brought them a deep psychological shadow, which made the Holy Lord have a trace of curiosity about this inexplicable strong man.

"Continue to collect charms, and stay away from that person when you meet him, you are not an opponent of such a strong person now, provided you are not lying."

The Holy Lord is very clear about the arrangement behind it, that is, to collect 12 charms, if there are no charms, he can only be trapped in this stone sculpture for the rest of his life, this year is the most favorable year for him, no matter how bad it is, he must collect the rat charm.

The Rat Charm was the key to his escape.

"This ............"

The trio of the Black Hand Organization hesitated when they heard this, they had a hunch that they would definitely meet that terrifying young man in the future, if it weren't for the fact that they were still worried about their boss Walong, they might have slipped away a long time ago, and they wouldn't have come back at all.

If they continue to collect spells, isn't that killing them?

"What the hell, didn't you hear what the Holy Lord said? Keep collecting spells! If you can't collect it, then don't come back with all three of you. ”

Seeing that Lasu and them still looked hesitant, Valon was angry, and was about to raise his leg and kick it, but after hesitating for a moment, he retracted his foot and waved the three of them out.

These are all cronies who have been with me for many years, and no matter how wasteful they are, they are their own people.

"Varon!"

After driving away the trio, the voice of the Holy Lord suddenly came from behind Varon, and Varon hurriedly turned around and bowed to the Saint Lord.

"You go and arrange more people to find the charm, otherwise you will never want to get the treasure of the Golden Rooster King!"

"Yes, Holy Lord, you can rest assured."

Wa Long wiped the cold sweat from his head and left without looking back, leaving only the light and the statue of the coiling dragon with red eyes left in place.

"He's really a big man who is willing to spend money, and I remember that demons like you still value treasures a lot."

The calm voice suddenly echoed in the calm hall, and the Holy Lord suddenly woke up, his eyes blooming with red light, and a dark ninja spread out from the shadows around him, his red eyes scanning the surroundings.

A young man who exuded a noble aura suddenly appeared in the hall, and even the Holy Lord did not see for a moment how this young man appeared.

"Who are you............"

"I'm a wizard, and I'd like to exchange something with you."

(End of chapter)