Became a god from the blood baron

Chapter 392 Caesar II
Not long after entering the eastern region, Meng Yan discovered that an old friend appeared within the coverage of his mutated mental power.

And within a radius of one hundred thousand miles, there is only one person.

It was a silver-haired man with a pair of golden-red wings behind him. The aura exuded from his body far exceeded the sixth-order ultimate level, and had obviously reached the seventh-order.

"Hughes?"

When Meng Yan saw that person, he smiled at first, but soon seemed to notice something, and the smile on his face restrained again.

The man who was exactly the same as Hughes in appearance and aura suddenly gave Meng Yan a sense of strangeness.

Moreover, besides the breath of Hughes, the silver-haired man seemed to have another kind of breath mixed in.

Meng Yan, who had already absorbed the memory of Prince Bruce, was very familiar with that breath.

It was the breath of Julius Caesar.

"Is the current Hughes still Hughes?"

Such an idea could not help but emerge in Meng Yan's mind.

Then the scarlet wings behind him trembled, and the blood all over him suddenly surged, enveloping him and rushing towards the silver-haired man.

Almost at the same time, the silver-haired man seemed to be aware of Meng Yan's existence, and the golden-red wings behind him also shook, and then turned into a majestic golden-red bloody light, also rushing towards Meng Yan.

The escape speed of the two blood rays has reached a certain extreme, and the space they pass through is unbearable, trembling unceasingly, bursting out space cracks.

It didn't take long.

They have already crossed a distance of tens of thousands of miles, and then arrived in front of each other, which is less than a few miles away.

Then, as if under some kind of tacit agreement, the two bloody lights suddenly dissipated, and the two figures that appeared were suspended in midair, looking at each other.

The scarlet figure was naturally Meng Yan.

At this moment, his eyes are slightly red, and his huge scarlet wings are completely stretched out. The majestic momentum emanating from his body makes the surrounding space unstable, and the space ripples spread round after round.

The remaining golden-red figure is the silver-haired man.

His appearance is exactly the same as that of Hughes, and it is the normal appearance of Hughes at the beginning, not a half-puppet appearance.

A pair of golden-red wings spread out behind his back, and with the unreserved release of momentum, he and Meng Yan showed a posture of rivalry, not falling behind.

"Originally, I was planning to go to the southern region to see if Bruce was promoted successfully, but I didn't expect you to come here suddenly."

The silver-haired man looked at Meng Yan and said slowly:

"And to my surprise, you also broke the shackles of the blood core and advanced to the seventh level.

Is it the method Bruce provided you?Why didn't you see him come with you, or did he fail to be promoted? "

Hearing the silver-haired man's words, Meng Yan did not reply immediately.

He glanced at the silver-haired man a few times, and the feeling of strangeness in his heart became more and more intense, but what followed was another sense of familiarity, the kind of familiarity that Bruce had with Caesar.

"Bruce is dead."

Meng Yan first replied casually, then he looked straight at the silver-haired man with a strange look in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you Hughes, or Caesar?"

The silver-haired man smiled and said:
"You didn't answer my question completely, and you asked me a question again?
Is this impolite? "

Hearing this, Meng Yan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Okay, so how about this.

I answer a question for you, and you answer a question for me. "

"can."

The silver-haired man kept smiling, and he looked at Meng Yan with a look of great interest.

"During Bruce's promotion, I killed him.

Then from his soul, he obtained the method of breaking the shackles of the blood core, thus advancing to the seventh level. "

Meng Yan answered the silver-haired man's previous question "truthfully".

When the silver-haired man heard Meng Yan's words, he showed such an expression.

Then he also answered Meng Yan's previous question.

"I am neither Hughes nor Caesar.

In other words, I can be Hughes or Caesar. "

When the silver-haired man said these words, two different voices came out of his mouth at the same time, and the overlapping of the voices produced an effect similar to an echo.

"What's more, I can be the extremely evil flame demon king Louis, or the sixth-level demon hunter Lei Lingyun."

Two different voices came out again, and the silver-haired man saw the unexpected look on Meng Yan's face, and said with a smile:

"I don't think you are too unfamiliar with these two.

When you were in the Viscount, you heard Lei Lingyun's voice, and Lei Lingyun's mental power also scanned you.

And when you were in the Marquis, you even went through the Devil's Gate and designed to trap some demon king clones of Louis, the devil king, so that Louis hated you to the bone. "

Before Meng Yan could speak, the silver-haired man went on to say:

"Actually, I have more 'identities', different evil spirit kings, demon kings, demon hunters..."

Thousands of voices were superimposed in one place, and from the mouth of the silver-haired man, an extremely ear-piercing sound wave burst out.

next moment.

All sound dissipated.

The smile on the silver-haired man's face faded, and he said seriously:

"But at the end of the day, I should still be Caesar.

But it is just a new Caesar who has the same character and behavior pattern as the original Caesar, but cannot be completely equal to him!
You can call me, Caesar II. "

Hearing this, Meng Yan already understood a little.

Then he sighed and said:

"When I gave the bad emperor to Hughes, I didn't expect to harm him."

The silver-haired man who claimed to be Caesar II heard Meng Yan's words, and a smile appeared on his face again, saying:
"It seems that you, who used to be a second-level authority of the bad emperor, have almost guessed my origin."

Meng Yan nodded, with emotion in his eyes:
"Thinking about it now, the bad emperor is not just a life-saving puppet for Duby by Caesar, but also a retreat left by Caesar for himself.

In the core data ball of the bad emperor, there are not only Dolby's memory information and personality modules, but also Caesar's own memory information and personality modules.

There should even be a trace of Caesar's original power of soul, and a power of the rules of the world of blood.

Otherwise, you will not still call yourself Caesar, and it is absolutely impossible to reach the seventh level. "

clap clap!

The silver-haired man clapped his hands lightly and praised:

"It is really remarkable to be able to speculate to such a degree with a little bit of known information, and it is basically correct.

But there is one thing I don't quite understand. Why are you so sure that I was promoted successfully by relying on the power of the blood of the world and the rules left by Caesar?

Perhaps, I re-communicated the rules of the blood world, and thus got the gift of the blood god again, so I was promoted?

It's not impossible.

But you seem to rule that out entirely.

I've answered your question, now it's my turn to ask, so you answer this..."

Before Caesar II finished speaking, Meng Yan interrupted him directly, only to hear him say in a cold voice:

"The game just now is over.

I've got the answer I want.

So now let me see, what is the strength of Caesar, who was once unable to defeat the ancestor of the blood clan head-on! "

As he said that, Meng Yan's aura suddenly rose a lot, and then directly pressed towards Caesar II.

Combat is imminent.

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(End of this chapter)