A week later

It's been a week since the battle that shook the world to an end, and the ruined city, filled with chaos and screams, has gradually settled down, and there is only the sound of clanging and the sound of construction teams, as if everything has returned to its original calm.

In the dark, countless big people with their hands covering the sky are frantically pursuing the so-called supernatural powers, and they begin to look for beings who can break through the limits of human beings.

Under the joint action of these big shots, many little mages were found, and by means of coercion or bribery, these little mages were forced to come up with their own inheritance, or forced them to work, while really powerful mages such as Sword Dragon Daddy used their own means to cover up their own information and confuse cognitive concepts.

Coupled with the combined effect of righteousness and black qi in the underworld, almost all the famous mages have not been found, they just silently lie dormant waiting for the next opportunity, a better opportunity, the opportunity to grab life, power, magic, and knowledge.

The battle between Taylor and the Holy Lord also set off a huge storm in the supernatural world, and the mysterious person who was able to crush the strongest demon among the eight demons in his heyday, the Holy Lord (they believed), was also sought after by many mages in the supernatural world.

They saw in Taylor a more distant path, a power beyond the limits of this world, many old mages whose strength had almost condensed, and who had already planned to give up the pursuit of knowledge and pursue life, after witnessing this terrifying power, rekindled their hope and devoted themselves to a new round of magical research.

There are also many black gas mages who saw such a terrifying figure, and easily suppressed the legendary demons, and the leaders of the black qi chose to flee from here and go to more remote places to burrow in the deep mountains and old forests.

The sword dragon was one of them, he thought that he would be invincible when he defeated the archmage and killed him, but when he really witnessed the battle between the Holy Lord and Taylor, he realized that the era of black gas had not yet come, as long as that terrifying figure existed, as long as that character had not disappeared definitively, he would never be able to rise to the top.

The black wizard who has lived for a long time is not a fool, and it is worth mentioning that the sword dragon also saw a more distant scenery from this battle, so he moved out of his ancient castle and took his black gas warriors to a mysterious primeval jungle.

While following the battle, he inadvertently knocked over his bookcase and saw the whereabouts of the legendary Holy Grail, which contained the life force, in a dusty ancient book.

Looking up at the ancient castle burned to ashes by the black flames, the sword dragon looked at the open mouth in his palm, and the materials, knowledge, and property stored in it, and turned his head mercilessly towards the depths of a dense forest.

"Gan, Wen, Cui, Shan, it's time for us to go."

It's time to take a closer look at the great black magic while pursuing a longer life.

"Damn, how did I know that the stone plate handed down by my family could turn into such a terrible monster, and it was it that destroyed my inheritance, and he ruined my edifice!!"

Walong, who is being wanted by the black and white joint and has been worth tens of billions of passively, is hiding in a garbage heap at this time, the glamorous suit in the past has been eclipsed, full of holes, the beard has not been shaved for a long time, the loose hair is connected with locks of hair, and the unpleasant stench on his body can not hide the panic and confusion in his heart.

He really didn't understand, he just went downstairs and went out in the car to recruit a master of physical arts to expand the power of their black hand organization.

But in the blink of an eye, his old nest was blown up, the roof was lifted, and now his net worth has passively risen by tens of billions, becoming a walking gold mountain, and he is watched by countless greedy eyes.

"What the hell is this, why is that? Holy Lord! My family has served you for hundreds of years, is that how you treat me?! ”

On a dark stormy night, the decadent Tang man huddled in the garbage mountain let out an unwilling roar.

"Come on, come on, I hear people shouting and screaming here, maybe it's the walking 10 billion !!"

"!!!"

District 13

In the District 13 Mayor's office, Sheriff Black, wearing a red shirt without a single hair on his head, was dealing with several phone calls on his own.

"Yes, sir, yes, yes, I think that's how it should be."

"Well, if that's the case, I think we should think about it again, and explore it more, they have a power that we haven't been exposed to."

"Excuse me, sir, what are you talking about? I have a bad signal here, and the signal jammer has been out of order lately, hey, sorry. ”

Click

After coping with the verbal arts, Sergeant Black wiped the sweat from his head and collapsed in his office chair, looking at the photo with Chen Long on his desk with a wry smile on his face.

Old friend, old friend, you've made me miserable this time.

I've always considered her to be my best friend.

The world is no longer something I can see clearly, so I'll ask you again in two days when I celebrate my birthday, my old friend.

On the site of the once ancient Mayan civilization, a feathered god who wore a gorgeous crown and looked like a lizardman, but with wings gathered of colorful feathers on his back, a war skirt around his lower body, and a sharp look in his pale yellow eyes flew out of the underground ruins, and he looked at the clear sky and the endless wilderness.

It's time to welcome back the Mayan princess, my princess, where are you?

Papa antique shop

The man who single-handedly launched an unprecedented shocking battle, made everyone realize that the humanoid nuclear bomb, and even surpassed the humanoid nuclear bomb, comparable to the existence of a humanoid celestial body, and changed the entire world pattern with his own power, was sitting at the small round table in the kitchen of the antique store and sipping a sip of hot tea.

Looking at Taylor, who was leisurely, holding hot tea in one hand and a dragon-shaped earthy brown ball in the other, Long Chen and his father looked at each other and opened their mouths, but found that they couldn't say anything, so they had to sigh gloomily and wait for this master to speak.

Xiao Yu hid behind the kitchen door, secretly poked her head out to look at Uncle Long and Daddy with a depressed face, and then stared at the young figure with adoring eyes and drinking hot tea with dragon-shaped earth balls.

Taylor didn't have time to talk to Long Chen and them right now, he was communicating with the Holy Lord in his mind.

"Holy Lord, I have given you enough time to think about it, tell me, how to communicate with hell."

(End of chapter)