The Emerald Tower

"The essence of the blood curse is the curse of the souls of my ancestors?"

When Rong Lang heard Dean's explanation, he couldn't help being shocked. He looked at Dean incredulously, hoping that everything Dean said before was just a joke.

Because, if what Dean said is true, his father...

"Well, the curse of more than one hundred thousand undead, in a qualitative way, removes any existence with a breath of life-although at the beginning, its function is to make your ancestors in another form I survived, but I don’t know what went wrong in the middle, and it became what it is now!"

Dean nodded affirmatively again.

"Damn it!"

Ryulang cursed in a low voice.

He suddenly realized that it would be too cheap to let those guys die like this.

It should have been cut alive.

In Ryulang's idea, even if those guys designed his father, in order to make a superficial story, he would definitely give his father a decent funeral.

However, when Dean told the truth about the place of inheritance, Ryulang knew that his previous ideas were too naive.

"Damn it!"

Ryulang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a bit of curse from between his teeth.

"You need to go there to touch your blood curse now-although other people are bound to die after such a blood curse, but you are different, the same bloodline gives you the opportunity to reverse the blood curse! That magic circle The so-called baptism in, is to use the same bloodline as the dead to control those wills, but. Ryurou, you are a little different. Because you passively'completed' part of the baptism in advance. And it was over-completed, so complete the subsequent part. At that time, you will be extremely painful!"

Dean knew what Ryulang was cursing, and if things fell on him, he would not be any better than Ronglang, but Dean knew the priorities.

Although because of his blood, Long Lang is extremely resistant to the'blood curse'. But if it continues to drag on, Ryurou will still die.

And the time is definitely not the so-called ten days!

If you take it off, one hour or even less will be Ryulang's death.

Because, Dean, holding the ‘Thread of Destiny’ in his hand, has clearly seen that a ‘Line of Destiny’ that continues to extend to the land of inheritance is emerging on Ryurou’s body.

With the breath of undead hatred for the living.

And... the instinct to devour the living.

"Long Lang, your time is running out..."

Dean reminded him, but his eyes turned to one side.

Four figures have appeared there.

Dean was startled by the familiar uniform jacket similar to the "Seeker".

"Long Lang, West Germany, hurry up to the place of inheritance!"

Dean ordered without hesitation, and then. Directly facing the four figures, he walked up.

There is no need to distinguish the intention of the comer, the uniform jacket similar to the "seeker" is enough to explain everything.

after all. Dean had just killed a guy wearing a similar coat.

At this time, four more appeared, and Dean absolutely didn't think the other party was here to ask for directions.

That kind of straight forward posture all shows that the other party has a clear purpose——

Come for him!

This is not only observation, but also a kind of subconscious prediction.

Dean never doubted his own prediction.

Therefore, he urged Long Lang and West Germany to leave quickly!

Because once a war breaks out between the two sides, it is definitely not a good thing for the two to be involved, especially the state of Ryurou at the moment is even worse than ordinary people.

"I'll be back soon!"

Long Lang also saw the four people in the distance. Without talking nonsense, he turned and left.

He knew that if he stayed, it would only add trouble to Dean.

It is far better to solve the blood curse on his body and then come to help.

Rejecting West Germany's support, Ryulang gritted his teeth and walked towards the place of inheritance at a speed close to ordinary people's walk-and this was his fastest speed.

That kind of pain that spreads all over the body, from the outside to the inside, has already numbed the muscles of Long Lang's body, and now every step he takes, it seems that there are tens of thousands of needles piercing him again.

"Who are you?"

Glancing at Ryulang's speed, Dean asked knowingly.

Undoubtedly, Dean was opening his mouth to attract the attention of the four people in front of him, so that the other party would focus on him instead of Ryulang.

"Captain, this is the lord-he has the strongest scent of lord Moko!"

The young man of the four said after Dean spoke.

"You killed Moko?"

Asked the tall and strong man among the four.

"Very young master'monk', a little unreliable!"

The only woman among the four commented.

"Ya, don't decide a person's strength by age!"

The last person shook his head slightly, took off his hood, and revealed a young, handsome face.

But Dean, who was standing across from the four, frowned.

The four people gave him a strange feeling.

It should be a group, Dean can be sure of this.

But it was different from the ‘seeker’ group he had been in contact with before!

Even with a quick glance, Dean could clearly feel the hierarchical system in the ‘seeker’ group he encountered before.

The harsh style of order above all else.

However, the group in front of them seemed very free and their strengths seemed to be different.

The young man who spoke first was far from reaching the gold level, only the level of ‘newly promoted’ silver.

The remaining tall, sturdy men and tall women are genuine gold ranks, and judging from the subtleties, they are at least the golden highs and peaks.

As for the handsome young man who spoke last?

Dean couldn't tell.

It's not that it's too powerful to be immeasurable, but in Dean's perception, the opponent always has a erratic feeling. It seems to be a phantom that doesn't exist.

Very peculiar feeling.

The most important thing is. Except for the tall lady. He did not feel the hostility of the other three.

This is completely different from Dean's original idea that the other party is coming for revenge with a murderous look.

Of course, this did not make Dean relax his vigilance.

He was still watching the four of them.

"Sorry, my teammates are just more straightforward!"

The handsome young man smiled apologetically at Dean, with a gentle smile, somewhat similar to Malcolm, but with sincerity that Malcolm did not have.

"Humph!"

The tall lady named Ya. Obviously he was dissatisfied with his captain's evaluation, but he didn't say much, just glanced at Dean with a provocative look.

Dean ignored this look naturally, and he looked at the handsome young man in front of him.

A few words are enough to make Dean clearly distinguish who is the leader of this group.

"You killed Moko...Moko is the master'monk' you met before!"

The handsome young man asked Dean.

The explanation given to Dean was also unusually certain.

"Yes!"

Dean nodded.

There is nothing to conceal. The fact that the other party can find here is enough to show that the other party's determination is not pretentious and unpretentious, but has real evidence.

To know. The area of ​​Sky City is not small.

Although most places are deserted, they add up. It has already reached the size of Yorkshire.

And in such a large place, Dean doesn't think sophistry is useful to be able to accurately lock onto him.

What's more, even if he did not do it, as long as the other party thinks he did it, everything is still inevitable.

As for being reasonable?

If any reason can make sense, then the world will have no disputes long ago.

"You can also use'qi'?"

When the handsome young man saw Dean nodding, he asked eagerly.

"Ok!"

Dean nodded again.

The other party should have found the corpse of the leader of the ‘seeker’, so it’s not difficult to infer from the corpse that he can use ‘qi’.

After all, the damage caused is obvious.

However, it is not easy to be able to find the body of the leader of the ‘seeker’.

Dean is absolutely handy about how to handle corpses and clean up the battlefield.

He not only removed blood stains, battle marks, etc., but also dug deep enough, and after filling enough sand, he cleaned up again.

Even if someone walks by, there will be no discovery.

Almost subconsciously, Dean looked at the boy.

The word ‘smell’ mentioned in the other party’s previous words made Dean very concerned.

Is it a special talent? Or the secret of cultivation?

Dean guessed.

After the young man came into contact with Dean's gaze again, he immediately scratched his head slightly shyly, and then smiled at Dean, like a country boy who had never seen the world before.

However, such performance made Dean more puzzled.

It is obvious that all the way with the leader of the ‘seeker’ comes from the so-called ‘Quentin Mianxia’ person who came here for what?

"This is great!"

The handsome young man cheered.

And such cheers made Dean startled, and even frowned.

The other party is too weird!

However, when the other party said the next sentence, even if he felt the other party's weird Dean, he was still surprised--

"Please be my teammate!"

The other party said like this~www.readwn.com~Huh? "

Dean frowned.

"I sincerely invited you to be my teammate... What is your name? It's really rude, because I found the teammate I've been looking forward to for a long time, I was so happy that I forgot to introduce myself-my name is Gray, this The tall and robust is Utos, this beautiful lady is Tooth, this lovely boy is Simon, and we are the Conquerors from the Queen of Quentin!"

The handsome young man smiled apologetically and introduced Dean again and again.

That kind of appearance, it seems that Dean has joined his team.

"conqueror?"

Dean pays special attention to this term.

The first one~~(To be continued...)

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