Book of Gods and Demons

"Those who dare to approach, kill without mercy!"

About thirty miles away from the castle where Margaret III was located, in an old castle placed on the top of a hill, there was a hoarse old voice, repeating Joe's words in Donglu.

When this sound sounded, everything began to vibrate violently in the huge hall that could hold a thousand people.

Every air particle, including dust in the air, the smallest water vapor particle, etc... even including space and time itself, oscillates with this sound.

The space is broken into particles.

Time is broken into particles.

All tangible and intangible existences were shattered by this sound, except for Qiao Xuan, who was standing in the middle of the hall with a respectful face, and the laws of Medland's world remained intact.

Qiao Xuan stood stiffly in the hall, not daring to move.

He could feel the power that filled the whole hall, which made him feel desperate, like a nightmare.

This kind of power completely surpassed the gods he had seen in the battlefield of Tulun Harbor these days, those gods who were recalled to Medland by the abyss consciousness from the endless void.

Those gods...

Perhaps because of the long exile, their power was less than one trillionth of what they were in their heyday.

They are weak, they are weak... but they are still gods.

And the owner of this voice...

Qiao Xuan looked at each other in awe, the flames of ambition that rose from time to time in his heart, and because of this awe, he was quietly suppressed.

Qiao Xuan could feel that even if the gods were in their peak state, the master of this voice, the power he mastered, was likely to surpass them.

He had a bald head, a long face, and his gray skin was wet with a trace of wrinkles.

Over twelve feet tall, the thin old man is wrapped in a black gilt-rimmed robe, with four long arms hugging his chest, one pair behind his back, and a purple-gold eye on the brow. , From time to time emit a faint purple golden light.

He stood quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the castle shrouded in black mist in the distance.

There was a faint smell on him.

This kind of smell is very strange. With Qiao Xuan's keen perception, he can roughly tell that there is an extremely rare smell of medicine in this smell, as well as a scent... like it has been brewed in the coffin for tens of thousands of years, and it is old. The smell of zombies.

This old man...

His gray skin, with abnormal moisturization and wrinkles, is like a piece of fermented bean curd that has been soaked in a kimchi jar for many, many years. It has some taste and breath, it has been... pickled!

Especially, his four arms.

No matter how you look at it, this old guy shouldn't be a normal person.

But Qiao Xuan didn't dare to show any wrong expressions on his face... He looked at the old man in awe, and behaved like the old eunuchs who were loyal and cautious in the imperial palace in Liangxu!

Al, level 33, janitor!

Gatekeeper number seven!

There is no name, or rather, he is lazy to tell Qiao Xuan his name.

The gatekeeper number seven is his name.

Or, to use the honorific name in the Al organization, he should be the seventh elder.

An old man with a graceful expression and a spirit like a bamboo in the snow, with a sense of carefree and clear air all over his body, stood beside the janitor No.7 with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face.

Thirty-two chanting mountain climber, Donglu's famous genius doctor Qingque.

Qiao Xuan's mentor, Qiao Xuan joined Al's guide.

When Qiao Xuan was not an adult, Qingque approached Qiao Xuan as the court physician and guided him to join Al.

When the Liangxu was in great chaos, the kings rebelled, and the country collapsed, it was also the guidance and help of Qingque. Qiao Xuan was able to take a group of close ministers and fled to Medland with the treasure house of Liangxu.

After that, Qiao Xuan was able to make up his mind to exhaust the wealth in the treasury, return to Dragon Land with the mercenary army, and start the war of restoration, and in just a dozen years, he has reconstituted the country. This is also because Qiao Xuan finally replied Accepted the conditions proposed by Qingque on behalf of Al.

With Al's support, Qiao Xuan successfully restored the country.

And Liangxu, through and through, became Al's peripheral forces!

Qiao Xuan also had an organizational status comparable to Qingque in just a dozen years because of this credit.

Otherwise, at Qiao Xuan's age...

Florence, which has been operating in the Derren Empire for hundreds of years, is only a ‘king’. How could Qiao Xuan become a senior member of Al’s second only to the gatekeeper?

However, Qiao Xuan did not expect that Al's background was so terrible.

The gatekeeper standing at the peak of the Al organization, the gatekeeper known as the ‘guarding the truth portal’, is such a terrifying existence.

The whole hall was shaking and trembling.

Qiao Xuan clearly felt that if it weren't for the deliberate control of the janitor No.7, as long as a little bit of these shocks spread to his body, he would be completely wiped out, and even a trace of residue would not be left.

In the entire hall, only Qingque was surrounded by fresh air, and only he relied on his own strength to withstand the terrible sound wave of the janitor No.7.

However, looking at Qingque's frowned brows, he knew that he was not easy either. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Gatekeeper No.7 took a deep breath, and he muttered: "Sorry... I slept for too long and was suddenly awakened. I couldn't control my strength."

"Heh, the little guy who just spoke, is your grandson?" The janitor No. 7 turned around, with divine light in his three eyes, and looked at Qiao Xuan coldly.

"Exactly." Facing the gaze of the gatekeeper No. 7, Qiao Xuan didn't dare to show the slightest strange behavior.

"Very good, very good." The janitor No. 7 smiled and nodded: "It is rare to wake up, and it is good to write a script-the bloodline left by the Liangxu imperial family, the return of the prince, triggers the shocking battle between Medland and Donglu ."

"In this kind of battle, the two sides continue to discover ancient relics everywhere, from which they unearthed mysterious potions... Among them, there are constantly emerging god-level existences."

"Of course, it’s from the Midland camp. The gods who practiced the Three Seas Qi Channel Breathing Technique overwhelmed Donglu’s strong gods. In the end, Midland conquered Donglu... Joe, the little guy, became Midland and Dong. Lu’s co-lord."

"After he succeeded, he released his military power through a cup of wine, fought and fought for him, and the generals who were promoted to the gods returned to her.

"With the passage of time... about thirty years later, the achievements of these god-level generals will become stories... and stories will sooner or later become legends in the course of the years."

The gatekeeper No. 7 smiled and nodded: "I feel that this script of mine is more perfect than the plans of the low-level members who stayed behind in Medland..."

"Hehehe, just follow my plan."

"These bastards, the trouble they have caused is bad enough..."

"However, you can't blame you either. Who would have thought that these old guys who were exiled would have left behind the abyss?"