Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1620 Honey Falling on the Ground

The pedestrians fell down one by one without making any screams, and then stopped breathing, ushering in death.

My heart was startled, but My Radha didn't lose her face. She looked at the past one by one. After walking about ten meters forward and seeing three corpses, she couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be a curse?"

He couldn't see the fatal wounds on the bodies of these townspeople, so he could only infer that some [non-human] had dealt a mental blow—but in fact, even if a mental blow was taken, the human body should still be able to recover. It is only right to keep the activity for a short time.

But these people lost all vitality in an instant.

At this time, Mr. Pulin looked up at the sky and remained silent.

"What are you looking at?" My Lada trembled in his heart, feeling that at this moment, he might have missed something because of his power being banned.

"You can see it now." Teacher Prin reached out and tapped Mai Lada's forehead.

see... see?
He looked with all his eyes, and saw under the night, a little bit of light slowly drifting into the air... The light was like a firefly, it was a beautiful scene, but at the same time it was terrifying .

Because these fluorescent lights are obviously the soul of a person after death... It may become a spirit body, a ghost, or occasionally a ghost or an evil spirit—it mainly depends on the environmental conditions at that time.

But obviously, these souls have not changed into anything, they are just the most original state.

My Radha suddenly took a deep breath, and he suddenly realized what Teacher Pulin meant by saying that the time in this town was ended!
Is there someone... or rather, what power is harvesting all the lives in this small town at this time!

"【Pluto】!"

In an instant, the answer emerged in Mi Lada's heart, "Pluto" appeared, and only "Pluto" could bring death!
"I've found it! I've finally found it!" The ecstasy instantly swept away the depression that Mai Radha had felt during this time, he laughed wildly, and was about to chase in the direction where the dead souls gathered—— [Pluto] will definitely be at the end of the gathering of dead souls.

"You'd better not be too far away from me." But at this moment, Teacher Prin's words were like a basin of cold water, making Mai Lada seem to take a deep breath of cold air, "Too far away from me, you It will become like them.”

Mai Lada, who had just started walking, froze for a moment, and the soles of his feet that had just been raised stopped abruptly, he shivered instinctively, and turned around with an ugly expression and asked, "What do you mean? "

"You will die." Mr. Prin's answer was unusually simple and... rude.

"Are you going? You will definitely go, right? The place where these dead souls go." Mai Radha looked at Elder Prin eagerly at this time and said, "I seem to have heard the call of [Pluto], it is calling I!"

Teacher Prin said, "No, you were just too excited, so you had auditory hallucinations, which didn't call anyone... Wake up, don't dream."

"I don't believe it!" Mai Radha's eyes seemed to breathe fire.

"Then you go five steps forward." Teacher Pulin thought for a while and said, "Beyond five steps, it is no longer a safe range. I have already reminded you that your life is in your own hands."

Mai Lada walked four and a half steps in a row, and at the last half step, cold sweat broke out all over his body, as if he couldn't go on no matter what... He even felt desperate.

Cowardice, fear, and the corresponding negative emotions erupted. Recalling the experience of these days, the old pride was instantly shattered, and the remaining bit of self-esteem was completely trampled by life, "I am so numb that I am just garbage!!"

He gritted his teeth, and finally stepped on the last half step... With his eyes closed tightly, even if he really ushered in death at this time, he was no longer afraid-he felt as if his soul had been sublimated, and he felt that his whole body easy.

But he didn't die as Mr. Pulin said...he was still standing, and everything in front of him remained unchanged.

"I'm not dead! I'm not dead..." Mai Lada lost his mind for a while, followed by ecstasy, "Hahahaha! I'm not dead! Did you see that [Pluto] didn't reap my life! It must have sensed the blood of the gods in my body! I will become its subject! God... will not slaughter his own subjects!"

"No, it's just that I'm behind you." Teacher Prin's voice came from behind May Radha without any delay.

Mai Lada collapsed, looking at the five steps ahead, suddenly lost the courage to walk again.

But Teacher Pulin walked forward, and Mai Lada gave a shock, followed quickly, and asked eagerly, "Where are you going?"

"Go and see what happened." Teacher Prin said indifferently: "In addition, I also want to see what the Hades look like... If there is a Hades, maybe it can answer some of the questions I have been asking."

Mai Radha didn't speak, as long as Mr. Prin is willing to go, it seems to be good... Although he has lost the power of being an "inhuman", he is extremely sure that the "Pluto" is there!
At this time, more and more townspeople fell down in the small town... The range was not limited to the center of the town, but had spread to the surrounding areas.

Those souls that slowly floated into the night sky, were attracted by something, and gathered in the same position gradually increased.

It was like a large wetland, and then came the time of Midsummer Night.

……

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deep sea.

There are countless shipping routes here, whether above sea level or below sea level—it is even a mysterious area with far more secrets than land.

A huge black shadow is moving under the bottom of the sea... Under the dark bottom of the sea, there are different glimmers of light constantly flashing on the body of this huge monster.

Among the behemoths.

"Report, found the wreckage of the Nautilus, whether to explore!"

Justin, the captain of another huge submarine of the Black Order, is one of the masterminds of the new faction. When his subordinates reported, Justin was thinking about the intention of the head of the Order's trip.

He was a little dazed... because this time almost used [-]% of the power of the headquarters of the Black Order—that is to say, in the submarine sailing in the deep sea at this time, almost all the power of the Black Order was used.

The only ones left are some field personnel and ordinary members who have not been able to get in touch with the core... The only thing left is to allow the headquarters to operate at a minimum.

Why would the chief executive issue such an order?
Not only that, even Master Pride directly brought...even the things of the Centennial Plan, directly onto the submarine.

Speaking of it, I am glad that this submarine is not a product of civilization on land, otherwise there is no way to prepare everything in such a short period of time.

At this time, the subordinate's report interrupted Captain Justin's thinking... If he was the one who sailed this time, he would be able to give instructions immediately, but the head of the Black Order is here.

Captain Justin had no choice but to directly connect to the commander-in-chief's communication, asking about the Nautilus, but the answer he received was...

——There is no need to waste time for a silent Nautilus, land as soon as possible!

He spoke decisively, as if the Nautilus was just an insignificant dilapidated wooden ship—the Nautilus was the most powerful submarine of the Black Religion, and even now, its many functions are still extremely powerful!
But the chief's order cannot be violated... This is a belief that comes from Justin's heart.

Regardless of the fact that the Black Order is divided into a new faction and an old faction, and regardless of how fierce the secret struggle between the two factions is, as long as it is the order of the chief, it cannot be disobeyed.

Each of the high-level core members of the black order has spiritual hints cast by the head of the black order—under the influence of the huge spiritual power of the head of the black order, these core high-level personnel are like puppets.

The new faction and the old faction were fighting endlessly because of Master Pride's problem, and that was only because the chief had been silent—at this time, the chief gave the order, and the Black Order used most of the overall power in the shortest possible time. It's coming out in full force.

It's not like the holy church, which is so intricate and black, it's completely a one-man order... the one-person order of the super-talented chief.

"Find a suitable landing point as soon as possible!"

Captain Justin directly issued an order at this time—at the same time, a guy who gave him a headache also happened to appear in front of Captain Justin.

What appeared on the screen was Master Pride's unusually ugly face... Not only that, but some scenes in the room also appeared in front of Captain Justin's eyes simultaneously.

Although it was just some pictures in the corners, Captain Justin still had the urge to twitch his brows suddenly when he saw half of the ketone body of the girl covered in scars.

"There are not enough toys, send some more."

After Master Pride just said this, he immediately turned off the communication... In the control room, all the subordinates looked at the captain one after another.

Captain Justin let out a sigh of relief at this time, and lay down a little weakly. He looked at the angry eyes of his subordinates, finally sighed, waved his hand and said, "This time... send a few more Right. Some sacrifices are necessary for future jihad and rise."

There was an extremely oppressive silence in the control room.

Why keep meeting Pride's demands?
Wouldn't it be better to directly control him and torture him?
How could Captain Justin not know what these young people were thinking—it was just that what these young people didn't know was that this Master Pride couldn't be killed at all, and he couldn't even be controlled.

He can transform his body into something else, so as to break away from all blockades... The so-called enchantment will also be directly refined by him, turning it into ions floating in the air.

As for human thermal weapons, in the eyes of Master Pride, they are just a pile of scrap iron.

More importantly, if you can't kill him, he will kill you-not so much that the black order obtains the right to cooperate with him by satisfying Master Pride's request, but rather that the order is trying to get Pride The shot, but in every possible way to please.

The relationship between the two parties has been out of balance from the very beginning.

……

After turning off the communication, in the luxurious room—even if it is moved to the place where the seabed is sailing, Pride still insists on a comfortable environment—this room originally belonged to the head of the Black Order, but at this time He has already asked to come.

"A group of servants." Master Pride suddenly sneered, "You have already missed the opportunity to control me."

The timing to control him was only at the very beginning—when he fell into this small world and was suppressed by this small world until he almost lost his power, even when ordinary people could kill him.

Now, after a period of cultivation, he has analyzed part of the will of the sub-world, and written some rules from his original sub-world, so that the ability of [Construct Alchemy] can be used, and the black order is no longer placed in his eyes.

The reason why he has been staying is nothing more than because he needs some servants in this sub-world, and he is also quite interested in the things that the Black Priest lives in, so he has the patience to play.

The demon king of alchemy, the man who ruled the world with despair... This is Pride's life before leaving the original world.

He could have continued the life of playing with the whole world, but after his power reached the peak, he frantically planned to turn the will of the world into his own plaything, but in the end he became a tool of the will of the world to destroy civilization.

However, Pride is indeed a heartbroken man. When civilization collapsed, he mobilized most of the alchemists in the empire without hesitation, and used the power of hundreds of millions of lives to forge into a magic weapon that escaped from the ion world. The channel... even refined his own body into a 【Philosophy's Stone】that can store the ability to refine the structure into rules, and entered the void.

As soon as he succeeds, his success will ruin the lives of an entire empire.

"The strength is far from being recovered." Master Pride was thinking about something while enjoying the fearful service of a naked woman at this time.

He was fighting against his enemies in the cracks, and finally because of a terrifying fluctuation that disturbed the space, he just stumbled and fell into this sub-world where the gods' beliefs were extremely chaotic and extremely diverse... Pride believed that he could survive, and his enemies The same can be done.

Otherwise, he would have blown up the opponent in the void.

Therefore, there is no guarantee that his enemy is hiding in that corner of the world at this moment, and is secretly developing and gathering strength.

"You hurt me!"

Suddenly, Master Pride snorted coldly and swung his fist directly. Before the naked girl could speak, her neck was directly twisted by Pride.

He likes the feeling of torturing and killing young girls... especially this kind of beautiful and glamorous woman who is a goddess in the eyes of countless people. The feeling of torturing and killing makes him even more addicted.

As soon as the girl's neck was broken, she was thrown away by Pride... He glanced at it, and another girl who was hiding in the corner crawled over tremblingly.

But at this time, the screen in the luxurious room suddenly turned on, and what appeared in front of Master Pride was a wrinkled and extremely old face.

"Pride, are you okay?"

The old man is... the head of the Black Order.

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PS1: There will be a supplementary update tonight, so it will be later... try before 12:30.

PS2: Another book about seedlings that need to be irrigated with the liquid of love to grow up [Player Super Justice], author [Don't Pray for Ten Strings].

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