Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent

"Level-eight Item: an incomplete fetish, the Babel. The user will get 1000 points for the extra attributes and 2000 points for the spiritual power."

"Item Effect One: suppression. The soul of the enemy can be confined in the Babel by using the Babel to attack. It will become the nourishment of the Babel after 24 hours."

"Item Effect Two: soul mark. As long as you are in the same superior world, you can add a soul mark to the designated target and keep its location exposed."

"Item Effect Three: wrecking. You can temporarily sacrifice 90% of your attribute and 70% of your spiritual power to make the attack of the Babel cause 300% damage to the enemy, and at the same time, there is a 50% chance of directly turning the target's soul into the nourishment of the Babel."

"Hint: since the Babel is in an incomplete state, the effect can only be activated once every two hundred years, and the third effect can only be activated once a day."

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Dick exclaimed while he was reading the instruction. Was it really just a level-eight item? In Dick's eyes, its effect was even comparable to that of a level-nine item.

Moreover, this was only an incomplete Babel. If the Babel could be replenished, this item could at least reach level 9.

Dick cut his finger and dripped the blood on the Babel. A moment later, his blood melted into the tower l and slowly flowed along with the patterns of the Babel.

The feeling of the blood connection rose from Dick's body. He felt comfortable all over. With a thought, the Babel was integrated into his body.

"Well, it's time to go back. Liya and the others must have been waiting for me."

While Dick was thinking, he was back to Bramble City through the teleportation array.

Beside the teleportation array, Liya and the others had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Dick come back, they immediately burst into cheers and surrounded him.

"Mr. Dick, are you okay? Everyone has been worried about you."

Liya ran to Dick, gave Dick a big hug, and asked him.

"Of course, I'm fine. I've killed the chieftain of the Celestial race and the elder of the Soul race who came to me this time. I've also obtained the fetish and the contract card of the Celestial position race."

Dick replied with a smile. He took out the contract card of the Celestial race from his storage ring and waved it at everyone.

"Everyone, now we have obtained the contract card of the Celestial race. At this time, we have the protection of the world's special rules. If we don't take advantage of this time to gain points, when will it be better?"

Dick looked around and said loudly.

"The chieftain of the Celestial race is dead, and the teleportation array belongs to us. I suppose you should know what we are going to do next"

Of course, Dick didn't have to say anything more. Everyone had the same answer in their hearts.

"Annihilate the Celestial race!"

Everyone shouted at the same time. Dick nodded with satisfaction and said to Edward.

"Go gather the strongest two thousand people in the castle and gather at the teleportation array in 20 minutes. Listen to my order, today I will completely remove the Celestial race from the secret forces."

In the meeting hall of the Celestial race. The elders sat in their seats, looking worried. None of them spoke or moved. They were like puppets, losing their own thoughts.

On the table in front of them was a broken spirit tablet left by their chieftain. At this time, the broken spirit tablet meant that their chieftain had died.

"Now, what should we do? Chieftain is dead, and the people who killed the chieftain must come soon."

An elder said in a dry voice.

"What else can we do? Now we are in name only. It's impossible for us to find the corpse of our chieftain, let alone revive him."

Another elder said in despair. He held his head tightly as if he was an ostrich unwilling to face the truth.

"Damn it! No matter what, we can't sit still and wait for death. Let's lead the whole race to escape from here from now on. We can't let them die no matter what."

"But where can we go? No matter where we go, we will never find a place to live. This is the world of killing. Giving up our own territory is equivalent to walking towards death."

"Then what can we do? Can we just wait for death here? Or are you willing to die here and do nothing?"

The elders had all put aside their usual arrogance. Some of them were screaming in despair, some were lying on the table in frustration, and some were quietly walking out of the hall, trying to leave before the attack arrived.

When the hall was uproarious, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The man outside knocked at the door unhurriedly as if he didn't sense the crisis that the Celestial race was currently facing.

"What's the matter? Why are you knocking at the door all the time? Get in!"

The elders were annoyed. When they heard such a tireless knock on the door, they were even more furious. They turned their heads and roared at the door.

The door was slowly pushed open. A man in the Celestial robe walked in with his head down and stood at the door, bowing slightly.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't you see that we are busy now? If you don't want to stay here any longer, you can get out now."

The elder yelled at the man, but the man didn't move. Instead, he slowly took off his hat, revealing a face that no one had ever seen.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before? Why are you wearing the clothes of our Celestial race? How did you come in?"

The elder questioned angrily.

The man standing at the door smiled and said gently to the elders.

"Calm down, everyone. It's indeed my fault that I come uninvited. But time is limited, and I don't have time to greet you. I hope you can understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two talents of brightness and darkness burst out from that person's body at the same time. In an instant, the entire hall was wrapped. The terrifying fluctuation of elements made everyone's scalp tingle.

"My name is Dick, the castellan of Bramble City that you have been looking for. Of course, your chieftain was also killed by me. Now, I'm taking over your territory."

What? It was Dick, and it was he who killed the chieftain!

The elders were shocked. They took out their weapons and activated their talent power, trying to kill Dick.

However, when Dick finished his words, the power of brightness and darkness had already fallen like heavy rain, piercing through the elders' bodies and devouring their souls.

At the same time, countless challengers from Bramble City rushed into the Celestial race. No one of the Celestial race could escape this slaughter.