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Hearing the words "waiting for you for a long time," Blood Skull Archbishop, who had just completed his soul migration and changed his body, was immediately frightened and almost jumped out of the coffin.

A few words instinctively popped into Johnson's mind—the mastermind!

Could this cat be the mastermind? So, the original body actually lost to a black cat?

Subsequently, the Archbishop's crazy speculation was corrected.

He heard a voice in his head again: "Mr. Johnson, Master expected that you would most likely be reincarnated in Anquan Small Spirit Realm, so he sent this cat to lie in wait in advance.

"The body you prepared for reincarnation is indeed hidden in Anquan Small Spirit Realm!"

Johnson asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is your master?"

This was the question the Archbishop desperately wanted to know.

He had lived for thousands of years and experienced countless ups and downs, but he had never been defeated so miserably as he was today.

Not only was he repeatedly plotted against, but even the hiding place of his reincarnated body was found by a cat.

All of this made the Archbishop feel a great sense of frustration.

However, the black cat had no intention of answering the question and babbled to itself:

"Mr. Archbishop, are you very puzzled as to why you were found by this cat even though you have the protection of that stinky snake?"

The "stinky snake" in this sentence naturally refers to Madam Snake.

And the so-called "protection" is undoubtedly the power of secrecy.

Johnson's eyes flickered, and he tried hard to swallow back the sentence "Profaners of gods will be punished by the gods."

Because he was indeed extremely puzzled by this and wanted to continue listening.

The black cat didn't play coy and directly revealed the answer: "Master obtained the eyeball you used for sacrifice, which contains your life essence, and Master used it to divine your location."

Johnson was shocked and greatly surprised.

How could the power of secrecy bestowed by the great Lord be broken so easily?

Not to mention a Mystic Overseer, even a subordinate god with a slightly weaker strength would not be able to do it!

The black cat happily wagged its tail, its tone full of praise: "Master is the most amazing!"

Johnson didn't speak.

Another question arose in his mind: Who exactly is the mastermind?

The black cat took a light step and suddenly said, "Mr. Archbishop, do you think this cat doesn't know that you want to buy time, gather strength to activate the Holy Seal, and carry out a second reincarnation?"

Johnson was shocked and immediately activated the Holy Seal within his sea of consciousness with his mind.

The soul migration was severely interfered with just now, resulting in more than 98% less spiritual power being transferred than normal.

Only now did he gather enough spiritual power.

However, the Holy Seal did not move, as if it had entered a state of hibernation.

Johnson's heart turned cold, as if it had been placed in an extremely cold ice cave.

He finally realized that while he was trying to buy time, this black cat seemed to have the same purpose, which is why it deliberately babbled so much.

Damn it!

The original body was actually plotted against by a cat!

The black cat suddenly jumped onto the table next to it and raised its head proudly: "Master is an amazing genius. He used your eyeball to deduce a method of cracking it.

"Just now, this cat hid a mark in this body. Now that the mark has taken effect, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Just stay here obediently for this cat!"

Johnson looked unbelievable.

From the time he used the reincarnation secret technique until now, it has only been less than half an hour. How could it be deduced so quickly?

It's too exaggerated!

But the truth is right in front of him, and he has to believe it.

No.

Right within the soul.

At this time, the Archbishop could already vaguely feel that a strange power was suppressing the Holy Seal, which was obviously the "mark" that the black cat mentioned.

Not only that, but he couldn't even use a bit of supernatural power, completely turning into an ordinary warrior.

The black cat's cat pupils flickered with the excitement of "a cat playing with a mouse": "Master said that scum like you are permeated with sin from head to toe in every pore."

Johnson had a very bad feeling in his heart and couldn't help but feel a strong panic.

What exactly does this cat want to do?

Soon.

The Archbishop knew the answer.

The black cat's tone became more and more excited: "Mr. Johnson, this cat has come up with a good way for you to atone for your sins, which is to donate your body organs to civilians in need."

Upon hearing this "donation" of good deeds, Johnson's eyes instantly burst out with full of fear.

God is above!

Is this black cat a demon?!

After saying this, the black cat jumped up and pounced on the Archbishop in the coffin.

Johnson tried his best to mobilize the strength of his whole body and punched the black cat.

The next second.

He saw the black cat waving a paw in the air.

Johnson suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and he could no longer see anything. He couldn't help but let out a wail.

"Ah~"

The black cat's voice continued to sound: "There is a young man named 'Ye Hua' nearby, who went blind not long ago. He just happens to need these eyes."

After the Sheriff arrived at Anquan Small Spirit Realm, in addition to taking a good soak in the hot spring, he also took in tens of thousands of cats as his subordinates.

It used the cats' eyes and ears to obtain a lot of information that ordinary people didn't know.

"Bang!"

A soft sound.

It seemed that the black cat had landed.

"A few hundred meters away, there is a worker in the mushroom factory whose liver is not very good.

"Mr. Archbishop, you are a generous person, so I will directly donate it for you.

"There seem to be quite a few civilians with bad kidneys. The two kidneys on your body can be donated to one person each, so that you can help more people…"

The black cat rambled on for a while, finding new owners for every part of this guy's body.

Listening to these well-organized arrangements, Johnson couldn't help but tremble.

Just like the civilians who were used as sacrifices in the past.

The black cat finally added, "Mr. Archbishop, don't worry, you will definitely not die before all the transplant operations are completed."

Johnson was filled with despair.

In fact.

The black cat's donation behavior, in addition to helping others, was also a way to practice life-based secret techniques in preparation for transforming into a human form in the future.

As time went by, Johnson's organs were taken off one by one.

Each time an organ was removed, the black cat used Radiance Leap to leave and complete the operation as quickly as possible to help a recipient recover.

In order to save Johnson's life, the black cat also specially used several special plants to temporarily replace the function of the organs.

This was also an excellent opportunity for experimentation.

In short.

Multiple benefits!

An hour later.

Johnson was completely disfigured.

Not only were his internal organs donated, but even his skin and bones were also donated a lot, and there was not a single tooth left in his mouth.

At this moment.

No one would believe it.

Just half an hour ago, this pile of rotten flesh was actually a Mystic Overseer-level powerhouse that everyone feared.

The black cat also enthusiastically reported the results: "Mr. Archbishop, you are a kind person. You helped more than 30 civilians today."

Johnson's throat "wheezed" and swallowed his last breath.

This Blood Skull Archbishop, who had wreaked havoc for thousands of years and killed at least tens of thousands of people, finally came to the end of his life.

This time.

Because the Holy Seal was suppressed, he was unable to be resurrected again.

The black cat poked its head out and glanced around, quickly waving its paw.

A Netherflame floated out and landed on the tragic corpse.

"Whoosh!"

The fierce black flames instantly rose up.

In just two breaths.

The corpse turned into ashes.

The last trace of this Mystic Overseer-level powerhouse in the world was wiped out just like that.

Only then did the black cat report: "Master, it's all done."

Praise was immediately transmitted: "Well done!"

The black cat's tail wagged happily.

It thought of a question and humbly asked for advice: "This cat made some modifications to the blood cocoon grass just now and implanted it into the Archbishop's body.

"But this cat found that the modified object did not replace the heart for a long time, and the amount of blood pumped has been decreasing."

Being able to ask such a question shows that this is a cat with a strong research spirit.

The answer came immediately: "There is nothing wrong with your idea itself, but you have overlooked one thing. There is a 'plant nervous' system in the human body that is used to control breathing, heartbeat, and other visceral movements…"

The black cat listened attentively.

Cheng Han explained at length and gave several solutions.

The black cat nodded repeatedly, becoming more and more admired by its master.

Master is so smart!

Master and servant discussed the secret techniques of the life system in this way.

Of course.

Most of the time, Cheng Han was the one who spoke, and the black cat listened carefully.

Just like in the past.

*

Four hours later.

Qinghan Mystic Palace.

The Fire Eagle fleet finally completed this long-distance exercise and flew over the Red Armor Hall.

The newly appointed Deputy Palace Master from Divine City, Guan Jiuzhou, stood quietly in the square in front of the hall, looking up at this scene.

He seemed to be talking to himself, and also seemed to be sighing: "In the past, no warrior has ever come to the Mystic Palace from other small spirit realms by flying."

A Mystic Master accompanying him echoed: "The times are indeed different."

The group of Mystic Scholars around also nodded.

Throughout the entire Mystic Palace, everyone deeply realized that a huge change was coming.

And the leader of all this is in a Fire Eagle in the sky.

And the purpose of Guan Deputy Palace Master's trip is to welcome this reformer who was remembered by the Divine Sovereign.

By the way.

Palace Master Yun actually wanted to come too, but due to the face of the Main Palace Master, she had to wait patiently in Jinshan Palace.

Guan Jiuzhou didn't have this concern at all. He came to build a relationship openly under the guise of getting to know new colleagues.

Soon.

Several Spiritual Mystic Arrays were activated, and the Fire Eagle fleet landed smoothly.

Guan Jiuzhou waited for a while and found that all the other warriors had left the fighter planes, but he didn't see Cheng Deputy Palace Master.

This Mystic Overseer immediately ordered a Mystic Scholar to inquire.

Half a minute later.

The Mystic Scholar reported with a strange expression: "The people from the Red Eagle Legion said that Cheng Deputy Palace Master watched the battle under General Lan Yun's command earlier and had a strong feeling."

He swallowed and said in a tone of undisguised surprise: "Cheng Deputy Palace Master is currently in seclusion to comprehend, and he may be about to be promoted to a High-level Mystic Scholar."

"Ah?"

Guan Jiuzhou was stunned and blurted out: "So fast?!"