I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 236 Zhang Falcon exposed

The missionary was a little bit impatient.

He heard that a few hours ago, the lord got some unknown information and personally led a team to the east. However, he seemed to have lost a fight with a mysterious strong man and escaped back in a state of embarrassment.

And this seems to be the best opportunity for the kings to unite and fight back, and get rid of this stupid situation.

Originally, even if the lord didn't come out, the prophets and nine priests under him were enough to suppress all the kings. However, one of the nine priests was lost some time ago. With all the elites coming out this time, although none of them died, But they were all seriously injured and defeated.

It is said that Wolfe, who boasted all day about his physical invincibility and his ability to fight off ghost trains, had wounds all over his body corroded by poison, and his curses while lying in bed could be heard miles away.

"If that's the case, this is the best time for the King's organization to get out of control!" The missionary's heartbeat accelerated a little, and he was going to take the opportunity to report on his work to test it. If he really had the chance, he would definitely rebel in a minute.

"I've had enough of being stepped on by that damn Asian woman." A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. If this rebellion succeeds, he must use the cruelest punishment to make the former prisoner look good.

But no matter how angry he was, after walking into this familiar dark palace, the missionary's legs still softened. The psychological shadow left by the other party was too great. The supernatural power he was proud of was in front of him. Like a child's toy.

Not to mention the existence behind the door itself, even a priest he cultivated could easily kill him. Otherwise, how could this group of Westerners, who all wish their nostrils grew to the top of their heads, would succumb to an Asian riding on him? The top of the head is domineering.

"missionary?"

However, before he could reach the black gate, a cold voice sounded: "Master probably didn't summon you today."

"That's it." The missionary hurriedly put on a respectful and obedient look, "We have properly arranged the black coffin we brought back from Dahai City, and all the ceremony materials requested by the adults are also in place. .”

"Well, you are somewhat useful." The cold female voice said indifferently, "The master has heard the report, please step back."

How could the missionary be willing to leave like this? He hurriedly said, "Also, there are also the ghosts that your Excellency requested to collect this month. We are also ready!"

The man behind the Black Gate, since taking over the king's organization, has asked the king and even the priests to hand over a large number of ghosts every month. If the target is not met, they will be killed. If the target is met, there will be some rewards.

But for kings who are already masters of human beings, who can withstand the risk of risking their lives to deal with supernatural events for such rewards.

If this were not the most critical point, most kings would not be dissatisfied. After all, in this desperate world, it is very reassuring to have a big reward.

However, this thigh requires you to not stop for a long time and to deal with the evil ghosts all the time. Even the weakest guy can't help but burst out.

Therefore, the missionary believed that as long as he spread the news, he would be able to unite all the kings to resist the enemy and overthrow this cruel rule.

Now is the critical moment for him to confirm his judgment, because before, the prophet would ask him to send all the ghosts directly to the Black Gate. If the other party's answer today is just to let him put the ghosts where they are and wait for her to pick them up, then the missionary will immediately Action will be taken.

But the prophet responded as always: "Well, then send it in."

"Are you kidding!" The missionary's heart suddenly tightened, "This woman actually dares to let me in. Isn't she afraid that her flaws will be discovered?"

"What are you hesitating about? Why don't you hurry up and bring in what the master wants?" He was stunned for a few seconds, and the prophet actually spoke to urge him.

"Okay, I want to see what you woman is planning!" The missionary gritted his teeth. After all, he had experienced many supernatural events. Of course, the ghost controller who walked to the king's position could not be easily frightened. No matter how deep the opponent's power is.

The servants were summoned to push the gold box and they filed in. The missionary himself walked at the front of the team. Although his expression was trying to be respectful, the fierce light in his eyes could not be concealed.

When he walked to the Black Gate, he concentrated even more intensely, trying to see some flaws in the prophet's large black and gold robe.

It was a pity that the missionary was disappointed. He didn't see anything until all the gold boxes were sent in and the black door was closed.

Then, a terrifying chewing sound came from inside the door, which really made people's scalp numb and reminded them of all kinds of horrific scenes.

"That guy... isn't he eating ghosts?" The missionary had thought about this problem countless times, but he didn't dare to think about it, let alone explore it. He didn't even dare to look directly at the existence behind the door.

"Very good. As long as you fulfill the master's requirements well, the master will not treat you badly." The prophet's words were already giving an order to expel the guests, but the missionary hesitated and did not want to leave.

"I……"

"Ha." Just as he was thinking about making an excuse, the prophet raised the corners of his mouth slightly and spoke in a cold voice, "What are you still hesitating about? Let's do it."

"Me, me." Under the prestige, the missionary suddenly panicked.

"Why do you think I am called the daughter of prophecy?" the prophet sneered. "From the moment you walked in, I have all those little thoughts under my control, just waiting for you to take action. This will also serve as a warning to others. Kings, look what happens to the rebels.”

The missionary swallowed his saliva involuntarily, but when he thought that the other party had the ability to foresee, and that he was probably seeing a future in which he was too frightened to take action, he aroused a fierceness, and unfolded the weapon in his hand with a "crack" sound. of old books.The page above automatically turned to a new page without any wind, and a strange scene immediately appeared on the page. It was the prophet's robe that was torn to pieces and his body and head separated.

Although he knew that even if the body and head were separated, he might not be able to kill the other party, but without the obstruction of this unsightly robe, he could at least see the other party's condition intuitively.

It's a pity that such an attack, which is so powerful that it can directly imprison the devil, can only make the black and gold robe violently bulge, and it is still unable to achieve the goal.

The next second, the long snake-like tail had suddenly strangled the preacher's neck and hung him up. The terrifying suppression was immediately formed, making it difficult for him to even blink.

The missionary's eyes widened, but he only saw that although the tail was still twisted and weird, there were no wounds. The many ghosts on it were also intact, and there was no sign of any injuries at all.
"If I kill you like this...even the always kind-hearted adults won't blame me."

The hood slipped down, revealing a delicate face and long, waterfall-like black hair. However, that face was filled with hatred, and there was an indescribable chill in the "predictive eyes" with only the whites of the eyes.

"Spare, spare..." The missionary tried hard to beg for mercy, but he couldn't even make a sound.

But at this moment, behind the black door, the babble that sounded like the words of a young beast scholar came again.

"Sir!" The prophet immediately abandoned the missionary and knelt down with enthusiasm.

Although the missionary could not understand what the voice was saying, the prophet soon replied: "Yes, I will obey your will and let these rats go."

The missionary took a deep breath and hurriedly knelt down to thank him. He did not dare to have any distracting thoughts in his heart, and even his eyes became much clearer.

Half a minute later, the sound stopped. The prophet stood up and gave instructions to the missionaries: "The master said that you are going to be sent to perform a very critical task. If you complete it, you will no longer have to go to school on time every month." Handle the devil."

"real!"

The missionary's eyes lit up and he knelt down hastily: "I am willing to serve you!"

"Weren't you all planning an ark project before?" the prophet said coldly, "The master has agreed. Now, go ahead and do it. Don't worry, those troublesome old guys in the East can no longer stop you. "

The missionary was overjoyed. Rather than dealing with the terrifying prophets and priests, he would rather attack the captains at the headquarters.

He didn't know how to lose when the ghost ship was in the face.

"But before that..." the prophet's voice suddenly turned cold, "go kill the eavesdropping rat outside the door."

"What?!" The missionary was suddenly startled, but the prophet had already waved his hand, and the entire palace squirmed like a living monster, throwing people outside the door in.

The low-level employees of the King's organization are ordinary people. They are responsible for doing coolies, doing odd jobs and serving people. They wear uniforms and masks, so they are also called mask slaves.

At this time, the mask of the masked slave shattered, revealing an extremely handsome face and bald head. It was none other than the captain of the headquarters, Zhang Falcon.

"Preacher, this is the slave who just brought the devil in." The prophet said coldly, "There is something wrong with your slave, and you don't even notice it?"

"I..." The missionary was suddenly speechless. He was thinking about how to sound the trumpet of rebellion today and forgot to check the slaves who were about to set foot in the "temple".

He hurriedly made up for it and said: "Master Prophet, please let me catch this damn ant!"

"There is a problem with your men. Of course it was you who took action. Do you still want me to come?" The prophet snorted coldly. "It doesn't matter life or death, just don't let him send the information back to the east. If you can't handle such a trivial matter, good……"

The missionary didn't wait for the prophet to tell him the terrible fate, and he had already started to attack Zhang Falcon. The latter knew that he was in extremely dangerous situation and did not dare to fight back, so he ran away.

To his surprise, he escaped from this black palace that looked like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den without much effort. The missionary also chased after him. At the same time, he began to contact other kings and vowed to kill this guy.

It was only after he was sure that there was no one else in the palace that the prophet fell weakly to the ground, his body trembling.

The tail that was intact just now is now covered with green and purple corrosive wounds, and the bones can be seen deeply. The ghosts on each scale are crying and wailing, trying to break free and revive.

It was obvious that she had already used all her strength to suppress the missionary. If she did not divert the other party's attention to Zhang Falcon in time, her flaws would soon be discovered.

"Master, my master..." Although the prophet was suffering from severe pain, his face was full of enthusiasm and happiness, "You are really a mastermind. With the help of the kings' plan, those people in the east have no time to escape, leaving us time to correct and recover. , of course, the most important thing is this..."

She stroked her still smooth and flat belly: "Your child, the holy son of the Order... I will definitely take good care of it."

　I’ll update one chapter first, and then another chapter tonight.

　　
　
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