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Emily is recuperating and must be at her peak for the invasion.

She soon discovered that something was wrong around her, and a powerful aura was approaching.

"Is it my lord?"

Emily felt a little strange in her heart. This kind of aura was stronger than the space lord, but there was still a gap compared with the subspace evil god.

She looked towards the source of the breath, and Su Lun was approaching.

"Oh it's you!"

Emily immediately became alert. She had seen Su Lun, but she didn't know why Su Lun became like this.

Su Lun had no intention of hiding at all. Because of the adaptability of the demon species, he was copying the direction changes of the subspace monsters, and the end of the subspace monsters was the subspace evil god.

He suddenly discovered a way to become stronger quickly. As long as he used the adaptability of the demon species and continued to devour subspace monsters, he could become a being like the evil god of subspace.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of days have passed since the turmoil in the subspace.

Subspace monsters disguise themselves as humans to infiltrate the power users and the interior of the empire. With monster attacks and internal infiltration, there is no safe place in the entire empire.

In a building in Tianchu, the bedroom is spacious and luxurious, full of dusk and deathly silence. Under the dim yellow tones, it looks like a desolate haunted house.

Above the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, lying on the bed was an old man covered in human skin like a skeleton. His eyes were closed tightly. If it weren't for the thick and low breathing sounds that kept coming from his nose, he seemed to be the same as the old man. Dead people are no different.

Dark shadows kept gathering from the darkness, and the figure of a divine power user appeared next to the old man's bed, quietly looking at the sleeping old man in front of him.

He thought for a while, took out a shining golden coin from his pocket, and then threw it into the air, making a crisp sound that echoed in the room.

The buzzing gold coins had a strange magic power that kept getting into the old man's ears, trying to wake him up.

Only then did the old man wake up faintly, his slack eyelids slowly opened, and his cloudy eyes looked at the black shadows around him, "You, you, you..."

The divine power user immediately walked forward, put his respectful right hand on his chest, and said to his body: "Holt came as promised, and asked Mr. Yater to wait for you.

The old man looked at him carefully, and his cloudy eyes immediately regained their clarity, full of longing. He looked at Holt excitedly and said to him: "Secret Source, have you brought my Secret Source?" ?”

After saying these words, the old man struggled to get up, and his hands that looked like bones grasped him tightly.

Holt was grabbed by the old man's arm, and he said words that made him completely desperate, "I'm sorry, due to some sudden reasons, my action failed. We haven't got any information about the secret source."

"No, that's not the case. Didn't Holt say that as long as you have money, you can do anything? What's wrong? The old man stood up suddenly and stared at Holt with a crazy look on his face. He looked like he was spitting out a mouthful of foul-smelling saliva and said: "Bullshit, you guys are really rubbish. Everything is arranged for you, you just need to help me get a little secret source. I don’t expect too much, a little bit is enough, a little bit is enough! "

Holt gently pushed the old man's hand away, and said apologetically without any guilt on his face, "I'm so sorry, we have tried our best, but we just killed someone out of nowhere in the previous incident. He directly destroyed the collected secret sources. Any clues to the secret sources ended here, and we also lost an important member."

But the old man ignored his explanation at all. He seemed to have lost the pillar of faith. He fell on the bed and kept muttering, "Forget it, forget it!"

Holt looked at the old man lying on the bed, gently wiped the saliva from his face, and then took out a gorgeous and precious wine bottle made of silver from his loose clothes, and handed it to him respectfully. he.

"We are also very sad about this accident, so in order to make up for your loss, we have reached an agreement with the subspace psychics to hunt a unicorn from another world, and this pot of unicorn's blood is used as compensation. , should be able to give you some compensation instead of the Fountain of Youth. As long as you drink it, you will be able to regain your youth and vitality. In addition, due to the losses caused to you by our negligence, we have decided to use the remaining balance as compensation. I hope you can understand!

Before he finished speaking, the old man had already firmly held the wine bottle like a work of art in his hand, not caring what Holt said next.

The old man roughly pulled out the stopper of the wine bottle, and the alluring and sweet milky white blood came out. The wine bottle was glowing with a golden luster, full of endless temptation, making people want to drink it in one sip.

The old man also officially did this. He pointed the wine bottle to his mouth roughly, drank it straight, and swallowed the extremely bright unicorn blood. Whenever the unicorn blood flowed out of his stomach, he relaxed. The skin has regained a little elasticity.

Mr. Yate drank up the pot of blood. His white hair turned golden again, the original dazzling platinum light returned, and his dry body became as full as a sneeze. But he didn't notice this at all. He was still intoxicated by the fascinating bloody smell of the unicorn and ignored Holt's words beside him.

"Okay, Mr. Yate. Even if this transaction is completed, I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future. Yes, let me remind you that the magic power of this pot of monster blood can last for about five years. If you need it in the future, you can Contact us directly!”

Holt took another look at the old man who was intoxicated by the smell of unicorn blood, and his figure disappeared directly into the darkness.

"The days that follow will be long. I believe that Mr. Yate will come to see them again soon. After all, people who have drunk unicorn blood cannot resist the temptation. Drug addiction is not worth it in the face of these temptations. Praise. At this time, their losses are not small. This hen that can only lay golden eggs is nothing, and they are not Holt who loves money as much as his life."

Time flew by, and the old man suddenly looked up. He looked at the place where Holt disappeared, and suddenly let out a terrifying laugh.

Yate laughed crazily, and the expression on his face melted like a burning candle. Countless black and purple dirt continued to be discharged from his body like mud, and sometimes there were flesh thorns like maggots on his body. Chain-like, covered with spikes.

In an instant, there was an indescribable terror on that face.

The luxurious and magnificent furniture soon turned into horrific decay, and dark purple mud covered everything in the villa. In the rotten and humid environment, sticky yellow and dark green mold spots were everywhere, and the corners of the ground covered the entire villa like smelly mud.

A dark brilliance enveloped everything, as if blurred by a deepening filter. The entire villa no longer looked like it was in the human world. Although from the outside, the villa was still luxurious and magnificent.

Like a wax man, Mr. Yate threw the silver pot in his hand directly to the ground. The bright white silver pot had already turned into black, and countless mud molds covered the pot body. It was difficult to see clearly just now. look like.

At this moment, various sarcomas kept popping up on Yate's long golden-haired head. The sarcomas turned into a variety of faces, constantly moving on his upper body, pushing Yate's original face aside, thinking Put your face against the rotten flesh-like face.

However, the gathering of countless faces made them appear even more distorted and deformed.

While they were tearing each other apart, the entire villa was completely surrounded by dust, and all kinds of weird creatures continued to grow in the dust. Those faces gathered around Mr. Yater, greedily enjoying this rotten and dirty atmosphere. They seemed to be in a fairyland with birds singing and flowers fragrant. Their faces were filled with intoxication and enjoyment, and they kept making all kinds of laughter.

The voices of men, women, old people, children, miserable, low voices all gathered together, which was terrifying.

"=After waiting for so many years, we finally have the opportunity. Our great Lord will finally be resurrected."

"Yes, we have been planning for nearly five hundred years, and finally we have waited for this opportunity. The final time of the secret agreement is approaching, the ancient gods have awakened, and the power of darkness has come again. In the last war, we sacrificed very few With so many people, the Supreme Court has finally lost two high priests and five virtuous knights, leaving them no time to care about our hidden secrets. Now is our best chance."

"We have put in too much effort and sacrificed too many brothers and sisters, causing the power of the gods to gradually disintegrate. Now is our time."

At this time, Yaat's loyal worshipers of these warp gods were completely in a state of revelry.

The strategy of thousands of troops, the endurance of thousands of troops, suddenly saw a glimmer of success at this moment, if they hadn't fallen into madness. Perhaps, they were already completely crazy. When they first felt the ultimate evil sealed on this planet, they were already crazy.

Their willpower seems to be connected with a huge, silent willpower in this crazy atmosphere. Every face is admiring and praying involuntarily.

"Lord of Chaos. This time we sing in unison, thanking you for your generosity."

Gradually, as the sound of prayers continued to sound, this group of crazy believers finally calmed down. They continued to disappear in Mr. Yater's heart amidst the sounds of prayers, and the filthy place shrouded in the villa also gradually disappeared.

Yate stood up slowly, took out a handmade suit from the large wardrobe, and dressed it leisurely.

He walked to the bed, opened the window blocked by thick curtains, and looked into the distance. In his eyes, the beauty of Sunset Villa is obvious.

In this beautiful world, Yate's eyes are full of disgust.

"Okay, that's good. This filthy world is about to end. When the time comes, my Lord will turn this planet into a true paradise."

…

The inaccessible virgin forest outside the Tianchu Empire.

Early in the morning, Yat got up early, preparing to drive to a nearby town to buy things and come back to have a hearty breakfast for his family.

The Yate family lives in the suburbs, about 20 minutes away from the nearest town. There are only two houses next to each other, so the community has been harmonious in the past few days.

But it seemed a little strange this morning, so he didn't pay much attention to it and drove the car towards the town along the cement road with less than two lanes.

Not long after he drove away, a group of well-equipped armed men quickly ran out of the woods nearby.

"Report that target No. 1 has left, and the remaining targets are still at home. Dragon Blade requests follow-up instructions."

The Dragon Blade team members quickly used the contact number to request next instructions.

Soon they received the next order.

After receiving the order, Dragon Blade immediately cleared the target, "Target No. 1 will be handed over to other people in the military department, and we will start taking action immediately."

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The leading team member quickly turned off the communication device and prepared for the attack. All Dragon Blade members quickly pulled off the gas masks from their heads, put on the X-ray device, and started walking towards the red-roofed house not far away.

A few minutes later, the team members, who had performed many missions, quietly approached the target room.

The commanding team member observed the terrain for a while and quickly found the window on the left side of the house. He quickly issued an attack order.

The two men lurked under the window quickly and cautiously. They each took out two special items from their equipment bags and quickly threw them in through the window.

Thick smoke spread quickly, and in a short time, the entire house was enveloped in smoke.

In the house, several humans transformed from subspace monsters were chatting.

Anna said to the monster next to her: "We need to be more careful when going out in the future. Many strongholds have been destroyed by humans recently. We need to pay attention to the movements around us when we go out in the future."

"You are too worried. Our success is a foregone conclusion. As long as we wait a little longer, whether it is a power user or anything else, it will become part of the subspace."

A man didn't care about what Anna said at all. He was pulling the psychic wind around him to strengthen himself.

At this moment, they, with their very sensitive senses, noticed something was wrong, and a pungent smell came from all directions.

Only then did they realize that the house was surrounded by fog.

The Dragon Blade troops had already surrounded the house, and when they reacted, divine power immediately imprisoned the surrounding area.

The leading team member said: "Attack directly, don't leave any survivors."

After the order was given, various divine techniques blocked any direction the monster could leave. Whether it was subspace teleportation or other abilities, it was isolated, and even the psychic wind could not be used.

The countless blades composed of divine power immediately slashed at several monsters, and with a burst of screams and wails, only a pool of dirty blood was left on the ground.

"Check around immediately and don't leave anything slipping through the net."