Nightmare’s Call

In the past few days, the local organization of the Western Wheel, called the Temple, has suddenly begun to wipe out all the foreign forces who came for the secret destiny.

In just a few days, more than a dozen small forces were defeated and evacuated. Four of the medium-sized organizations were forced back, and two stubborn, strongholds were wiped out in one fell swoop.

In large organizations, two of them fought the temple head-on, and then evacuated without a word.

The remaining large organizations have begun to increase their forces by accident. They are not small forces that run away when they are scared.

Among them, the blood grave is the one that dispatched the most power.

"It's so late, why not stay with me and have a cup of tea? It's not good. It's dangerous to be careful on the way back."

In the night, a monster woman with pale arms and black eyes appeared slowly out of the darkness.

She stared at the silent words, scattered the **** graves and others who fled away, chuckling and laughing like a silver bell.

Puff puff.

Almost at the same time, in the darkness, a few small sounds were heard from the blood graves.

A few people groaned and were forced back by not knowing something, their expressions gathered together.

"Are you going to go to war with our blood grave?"

"Go to war? Do you think you have this qualification?" The charming girl laughed.

"Do the people in the temple look so crazy?"

Stopping not far away in a car on the street, opened the door to a tall man in a black suit with black gloves.

The man's eyes were cold and his clothes were meticulous and neat. Appearances look like powerful people like barristers and top financial elites.

But from the faint silver streaks on the back of his gloves, we can see that this guy is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Silver Lord!" The **** grave besieged with excitement. They bowed their heads toward the men in salute.

The charming woman sensed the intensity of the breath on the man, and the smile on her face changed slightly.

"Have you even dispatched a strong man of this level in person? Withdraw!"

The dozen or so temple staff around her immediately evacuated quickly and fell into darkness.

"Want to leave just now? Did you look down on me?"

The man with silver pattern gloves sneered and took a step forward. The silver pattern on the glove suddenly lit up with silver glow.

Silver threads flew from his gloves, and instantly condensed into a silver bird, and flew towards the temple in the dark and others.

"Dare to kill someone in my temple area?"

A white shadow flickered in the darkness, and the flying silver birds were intercepted by lightning. In a series of muffled sounds, all the birds were easily crushed. Into finely divided light spots spread out.

Bai Ying quickly fell and turned into a petite white-haired girl with pale arms.

"I didn't expect that my temple area could actually attract a four-winged apex. It is rare."

The silver gray complexion was frozen, and the previous ease was gradually replaced by doubt.

"The temple actually has a strong man of this level ?!" Although it is only the breath of the five wings, the force field that naturally radiates from the inside out will not be false.

He originally thought that this temple should be just a general organization, and the four-winged suppressors were already very powerful.

Unexpectedly, even the five-winged big man has emerged!

"My lord, I am the piper of the blood grave to make the silver gray ..." "Kill them."

Silver Grey was interrupted without even finishing her introduction. My heart jumped, and I quickly turned and fled away.

Just different from him, the remaining low-capacity blood grave killers were instantly grabbed by a large number of arms born underground.

Cadora didn't chase silver.

The main purpose of the temple is to show strength. Instead of encountering an individual, you must fight against it.

It may not matter if you kill these little pawns, but once you have the level of repression at the apex level of the four wings, this is a bruise. Absolute follow-up will retaliate.

Except for this reason. In fact, there is one more fundamental reason.

Khadola watched the silver ash go away until her eyesight could not be seen, and if there was a dangerous sight on her body, it slowly faded away.

"The Five Wings ... The blood grave was actually sent for a destiny treasure, and even the five-winged powerhouses were sent out ... It seems that these big organizations have important people who need healing."

For the current Kadullah, the five-wing battle, she can only scare people.

It's okay to give off momentum.

Really want to fight, she has divided more than a thousand people, her strength is at most on the four wings. In the face of the Five Wings, he has not flinched, and that is to die.

"But fortunately, now it is mainly to show strength, to let outsiders know that the temple has enough scary power. This is enough."

Lin Sheng's voice came from Kadullah's heart.

"We don't need to kill all forces. We just need to kill a batch, warn a batch, and force a batch back.

Only when they show enough power can they be eligible to use the destiny secret treasure as a bargaining chip for their people in exchange for what we need. "

Lin Sheng continued.

This is his true purpose.

"My brother is right about everything," Khadola smiled.

As a king, she is naturally familiar with these means. As a parting soul, she knew that Lin Sheng's purpose was not just for the temple.

The secret destiny of Adolf is a disaster for those who have no weight. But for those with strength, it is resources and connections.

Lin Sheng is making the temple a background power for Adolf, letting him have the confidence to sit on an equal footing with the rest of the big brothers, in order to use healing methods to manage his own network.

Otherwise, others will be able to grab your mystery in a word. Who else has spent effort to exchange resources with you for a mystery treatment?

"Just trouble you, and your identity is probably exposed." Lin Sheng sighed.

"It doesn't matter, even without it, my news in the temple will spread." Kadullah didn't care.

"You have joined the temple, so what about the Tekken? Speaking of which, are you the Tekken or the current temple?

The former King of Steel is also the same, isn't it always the Tekken always claiming to be? "

Suddenly a boy's voice rang from behind Kadula.

The sound close at hand made Kadurah's hair grow. That is the intensity of sound waves that can only be emitted by a person within one meter of her.

She wanted to turn in a hurry, and at the same time mobilized her ability to launch her arms to attack the person behind her.

"Don't move," said the boy lightly behind him. "You can still say three words, but if a person moves, they can't say a word."

Cadulla didn't dare to move.

She had already felt the pain everywhere from all over the body. Her body was at least instantly cut into hundreds by her counterpart.

The reason why she can still stand now is because the opponent's knife speed is so fast that her physical functions have not yet reacted.

"Who are you !?" The smile on Kadullah's face disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented chill.

"Me?" The boy behind him smiled. "My disciple, Renee, thanks to your care. So I returned."

"Raney?"

"Ah ... didn't you even forget the name? It's okay, this time, I will never forget you."

Huh! !!

The words fell, and Kadula exploded suddenly into hundreds of flesh and scattered.

After the flesh, a handsome young man with blue hair and red eyes was smiling and watching the rain in the sky.

Behind him was a respectful genius, Reny.

at the same time.

On the temple hill, inside the shadow temple.

The night king, who was under cultivation, stood up suddenly, his eyes lit with dazzling purple light.