Dress up as the devil and bring some shock to the other world.

Chapter 222 Levi’s Domain Travel (Part )

"No, that's not right, they didn't isolate me, it was me who isolated them!"

Xiao Hei sat alone on a stone, looking up at the sky.

It must be so.

Therefore, he must remain aloof now and cannot go to them... He must come back by himself and let them give me an explanation.

It's just that the wind is a bit cold.

...

junction.

If there was a daily newspaper in the border area, today would be a good day to celebrate the New Year.

The tower owners who live under the ancient tower and rarely show up are now gathered together. The number of times they appear in front of the other ancient tower forces is very few, let alone meetings with the tower owners.

prior to.

If there is a meeting between tower owners, there will definitely be a conflict, and it can easily turn into a fight.

at the moment.

Here, although they were wary of each other, they did not fight.

There is only one reason.

They had been invited. Regarding the so-called apostle of God, they only felt that this was a lie by that human being.

Rumor has it that if an undead monster in the realm of death receives a gift from God and has some power over death, then it is the agent of the God, and is called an apostle of God.

This is just a rumor because they have never actually seen it.

Even the source of this rumor has long been untraceable.

In the complete version of this rumor, there is another thing worth noting. It is said that there was a dragon knight who became the apostle of God.

It's a pity...most of the tower owners came later and have never seen such a dragon knight.

The nine tower owners stand together at the center of the junction, which is also the most central point of the ancient city of Huangta.

In this uninhabited land, each tower owner remained silent and said nothing.

His subordinates behind him were prepared to prevent any accidents from happening.

The appointed time is approaching.

There was no trace of that human being in sight.

The Bull Terrier and Rat Man who reported this news are now panicking.

Damn it...Brother, don't let your pigeons go!

You are always an apostle of God. You are not the kind of pigeon author who writes only 4,000 words a day, takes time off from time to time, and even rushes to update before twelve o'clock in the morning because of playing the devil's card.

Such people should be locked up in a small dark room and tortured severely with a small whip to squeeze everything out of their brains.

Worry, worry, still worry, the atmosphere is now too thick.

Among them, the tower master with the largest body, the Lord of the Rotten Sand, opened his ferocious mouth and spit out poisonous breath one after another.

"Why hasn't it appeared yet?"

The Lord of Yellow Wind and the Lord of Rotten Sand had an encounter. The two had a fight, but it ended in a draw.

Compared to the other tower owners who live alone, the two are the closest to each other.

The Lord of Yellow Wind shook his head, "Perhaps this was a scam from the beginning."

"What's the purpose?" the Lord of the Sand asked.

"If he wants to surround us, then it depends on whether he has the strength, but if he just wants to fool me and wait... is he really that free?"

If it's really that free.

Then he will suffer the anger of the nine tower masters.

Presumably many tower owners present came with this idea in mind.

Or...he can give a way to change the ten towers.

Or, the nine tower masters can reach a consensus and work together to clean up one party's forces.

Among the various tower owners.

There was a pagoda master who covered his face with a red gauze, and a red skirt wrapped around his tight figure. Under the gauze, his snow-white skin was looming, and his slender jade legs were naked.

Charming is the only word that can describe her.

This is a new tower owner who has appeared recently.

She used absolutely superb assassination techniques to assassinate a tower owner, and then used strong methods to regain this side's power.

There is no way to know who she is, where she comes from, and what her strength is, because she seems to appear out of thin air.

As for whether she came from a higher level.

This possibility is almost impossible.

Because they can all feel that the previous level has completely disappeared.

How could an undead monster come here again?

The appointed time is coming.

The Lord of the Sand is already a little restless.

He breathed out exhaust fumes to vent his dissatisfaction.

A tower master with a hunched body, his flesh and blood rotted, and his skin was wrinkled like dead wood, spoke.

"Husha, why not wait."

Wise old man.

This is his self-proclaimed name.

In terms of strength, he is the worst.

However, he has indeed existed in the ancient city of Huangta for the longest time.

No one knows when he came here.

He's always there.

The wise old man is the weakest, but his methods are the most powerful.

He doesn't like disputes, but he can use various operational methods to make his own power stand on the same level as other tower owners.

After the wise old man said this, the Lord of the Rotten Sand had no choice but to put away his dissatisfaction.

Don't mess with the wise old man. This is the consensus among the tower owners. Even if a war really breaks out, they must kill the wise old man in the end.

In a long time, the existence of the wise old man is like a symbol.

He symbolizes the existence of the ancient city of Huangta.

A short wait.

The time has come.

Looking into the distance through countless collapsed ruins, a figure appeared between the dead earth and the scarlet sky.

He paces slowly.

Walking towards the peak of their power.

The Lord of the Sands still has some imagination about this human being.

To call yourself an apostle of God, you must at least be strong enough, right? At least he looks awesome.

However, this was just a blond man with a handsome appearance, a somewhat thin figure, and even an aristocratic and arrogant temperament.

Kind, kind...these adjectives that should not appear here can perfectly describe him.

Look at the big guys in the distance.

Levi stretched his arms excitedly.

Say a loud greeting.

"Friends from afar, how are you?!"

Silence, silence, silence.

Is this the fucking person they were waiting for? A tease?

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Levi shouted again, "The signal is too bad? Hey, hey, hey, everyone, have you eaten?"

The most irritable Lord of the Fusand wanted to say something to start dinner.

Because he couldn't help but want to swallow this guy into his mouth.

Waiting for nothing.

This looks unreliable. It is better to have expectations for him than for those brainless skeletons.

When the Lord of the Rotten Sand saw the mighty army of women's skeletons behind Li Wei.

he thinks.

The skeleton can't be saved either.

Still no one paid attention to Li Wei, and Li Wei didn't really care. At least these people were looking at him.

This is not exclusion.

The real rejection was that he forgot about Xiao Hei.

No, it's not that he forgot about Xiao Hei, or that he was ostracizing Xiao Hei. It was definitely Xiao Hei who was ostracizing him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei was so rebellious.

I have to ask him to apologize later.

Levi came slowly.

Before Li Wei could speak, the wise old man took charge of the overall situation, "Why did you gather us here?"

Facing this haggard old man.

Levi was a little surprised.

And turned to look at the Lord of the Rotten Sand.

"Look at me, how polite I am...look at you, your dissatisfaction with me is written all over your face, don't spit out that tone of yours."

"If you were a beautiful girl, I would endure it and take two more puffs at most."

"But you are a big bitch!"

Lord of the Rotten Sand: "???"

Facing Li Wei's dissatisfaction, the Lord of the Fusand became angry, "I am a dragon! A dragon! A dragon!"

"You're a dragon...where are the wings?"

The Lord of the Rotten Sand was stunned.

He really wanted to explain that his body was that of a sand dragon, but... the stereotype that he was not a dragon without wings could no longer be changed.

If you say it, the other party will definitely refute it.

The Lord of the Fusand has seen this kind of thing all too often.

The best thing to do is to remain silent.

Are you waiting for me to explain and then refute? Sorry, everything you said is right, ah, yes, yes.

Seeing that the Lord of Fusand did not explain or refute.

Levi narrowed his eyes and sneered, "What's wrong? I don't know what to refute? That's it? That's really not possible."

The Lord of the Sand became even angrier for a moment, "You are here to fight, right?"

The wise old man pressed his hands and coughed.

"You two, aren't there more important things now?"

"Put this irrelevant dispute aside for now."

The wise old man looked at Levi and said, "Please tell me carefully."

Levi was particularly pleased, "I thought you tower owners were all unreasonable guys, but I didn't expect... there are still sensible people."

There were supposed to be ten tower masters.

But now there are only nine.

But no one raised any objection.

Levi nodded and said with a smile, "This dog brother is right, I am indeed here to fight."

Hear the words.

Except for the tower master who called herself the Red Flame Queen and the wise old man who were silent, the other tower masters all showed vigilant looks.

The smell of tense gunfire instantly began to fill the air.

Dragons...elves...humans...orcs...ghouls...

From their bodies, one can still see the race they were before they became undead monsters.

And every tower master is very strong, except for the wise old man. In Li Wei's eyes, the wise old man is only level ten.

Even the village kids probably can't beat him.

But if he can stand here, he must have a better side.

Face these tower masters.

Levi said.

"Everyone, I have a proposal that will make you die happily."

He smiled and said the most important rule of Huangta Ancient City.

"Only the tower owners who control the ten ancient towers can go to the next level."

The meaning of this rule is simple.

Encourage fighting.

There is also a possibility of becoming a human being.

Ten tower owners can elect one tower owner to occupy all ancient towers.

There are ten tower owners in total.

Take turns occupying it.

When the time comes, everyone will soar happily.

It’s wonderful to think about.

But they don't want to do that.

And Levi roughly guessed the reason.

From the day they learned the rules, the meaning of their existence was to become the final winner.

Very childish and ridiculous meaning.

however.

This is the only thing they can pursue.

As for the current stalemate.

Levi was also slightly aware of it.

They are afraid of this day coming.

Rather than change, it is better to maintain the same status quo.

In an atmosphere of silence.

Levi wanted to continue talking.

But he was overtaken by the wise old man.

"I heard that you can fill your body with the power of death."

Levi thought the wise old man would ask how it was done.

But he asked, "Where did you learn this technique?"

Levi answered truthfully, "I understood it at the beginning."

"Later, I was taught by others."

As if suddenly enlightened, the wise old man smiled, "No matter what method you propose, I will support it."

Li Wei was even a little moved when he heard this.

"Lao Deng...ah, no, old man, your behavior is not very good...it is easy for someone to defraud you of your pension in the name of promoting health products."

"You don't know if I'm a good person, so how can you trust me directly?"

The wise old man shook his head.

"It's this skill you have that I believe in."

"What do you know?" Levi asked.

The wise old man said, "I will tell you when I die, if you can do it."

"It's a way to provoke generals, right?" Levi sneered.

"That's fine."

He looked at the tower owners around him.

He spoke.

"Everything found in the random treasure chests in Huangta Ancient City will be automatically cleared periodically."

"Based on this rule."

"I have a suggestion for you."

suddenly.

Black light wrapped around Levi's body like a dragon, and the terrifying power of death was like a king surrounding him, following Levi devoutly.

Instant changes.

The expressions of the tower owners suddenly changed.

Apostle of God, isn’t that a rumor? !

They froze in place.

Levi continued.

"You are all very similar in strength. If you continue as before, you will never be able to decide on the final winner."

"But everyone has his own subordinates."

"Tomorrow is the day when the treasure chest will be refreshed. All resources will be cleared and everything will start again."

"So."

"I propose to divide the camps according to their respective forces."

"You don't need to take action."

"Let your men fight on this special day."

"As for the result..."

"If one party's power is completely eliminated, then..."

The wise old man spoke at this moment.

"Then just die."

Levi nodded, "Yes, that's it!"

When Li Wei's words fell, all the tower owners fell into silence.

Seeing that they stopped talking, Levi had no choice but to urge, "Aren't you afraid that your power is too weak?"

The wise old man responded for the rest of the tower masters.

"Let me answer for them."

"It's not that we don't have confidence in our own power. Being able to become the tower master means that in addition to ourselves, the power we control is also something we can be proud of."

"but."

"Including me, we were all scared."

"Because when death comes, we are afraid."

As long as one tower owner raises objections, Levi's proposal will not succeed.

Everything will return to how it was before.

Keep fighting, keep confronting, keep stalemate.

However, something must always have an outcome.

Nothing will change until they return to the way they were before, and they have to go through a long time.

No plans now.

This opportunity to die...may not be available.

But...

The wise old man broke the silence again.