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Chapter 648

~7 min read 1,345 words

If the Troupe only wanted to rob the auction house originally, then after four members died, both sides had entered a stage of life and death.

Driving toward Yorknew City, before entering Yorknew, Su Xiao saw the checkpoint set up at the edge of the town. This was done by the Ten Dons.

A few gang members holding firearms blocked the front of the car.

"Get out of the car..."

A common gang member just roared angrily, and a small leader to the side kicked him in the butt.

"Let them pass, quick."

Under the fawning send-off of that gang leader, the car drove past.

The common gang member who was kicked was somewhat depressed, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Look at the license plate before blocking the car next time. You want to die, I don't."

The car drove slowly into Yorknew City. Su Xiao didn't go to find the Ten Dons, but found a hotel in a remote part of the city.

Opening two rooms, throwing Black Mary onto the bed in one room and leaving, Su Xiao took a bath in the other room and sat on the bed.

He took out the Apostle's Eye and set the Apostle's Eye to automatic alert state.

Equipment Effect 3: Air Guard (Active): The Apostle's Eye floats to mid-air or high altitude, detecting within a radius of half a kilometer. Any suspicious creature entering this range, the Apostle's Eye will issue a warning.

Prompt: Air Guard (Active) consumes 120 mana points each time it is used, effect lasts for 12 hours.

Prompt: Air Guard (Active) can detect 82 types of concealment abilities such as invisibility, perception shielding, underground stealth, magic energy shielding, etc.

Prompt: Air Guard (Active) cooldown is 24 hours.

Su Xiao lay on the bed. Although his injuries had fully recovered, his mana was almost exhausted, and his physical strength was also greatly consumed. Although he had injected 【Adrenaline】 before to relieve the exhaustion state, the body's fatigue had to be recovered through sleep.

A moment later, Su Xiao fell asleep, Zhan Long Shan placed at the head of the bed, ready to enter a combat state at any time.

While Su Xiao was recovering his physical strength through sleep, outside Yorknew City, in a secret cave, this cave was extremely large, with obvious excavation traces, and should have been newly excavated in the past few days.

"We believe in the Holy Fire, we are the people of God..."

A man wearing a white robe with only one arm left sat in a wheelchair. As the man spoke, red light shone on his body, and he held a ball of dark red flame in his hand.

At this moment, at least a hundred people were kneeling in the cave. Most of these people were civilians, and there were also merchants, craftsmen, etc.

The faces of these hundred people were full of fanaticism, and their eyes were full of awe when looking at the one-armed man. The other party was the "Messenger of God," and they had all witnessed miracles with their own eyes—not Nen ability, but true miracles.

The atmosphere in the cave was both fanatical and crazy. With the one-armed man's impassioned speech, the flames on his body surged, and a huge phantom formed behind the man.

The appearance of the phantom caused a burst of exclamation from the believers in the cave, and everyone lowered their heads.

That fire-red phantom looked at the believers below. The phantom wore a crown like a bull's horn, lava was its body, and magma was its blood.

This "God" is the Ninth Demon Envoy, once a big shot in the Void Black Abyss, named: Alfred Lancelot Wickliffe Beren. Because of this incredibly long name, most people call him the Earl of Purgatory.

At this moment, the Earl of Purgatory was yawning, with some helplessness in his eyes. He communicated with the one-armed man through his mind.

"Clown, I don't need believers."

The Earl of Purgatory snorted. The word "believer" reminded the Earl of Purgatory of some bad memories, such as believers rebelling and stealing his weapon, eventually he was hung up and whipped by another Black Abyss Lord, and he was thrown under a barbecue grill, using his heat to roast meat...

"Brother Earl, don't mind these details."

The Red Clown smiled lightly. He had already understood the general life of this Demon God. Precisely because of this, he chose to summon the other party; the other party's brain was clearly not flexible.

"Don't call me Brother Earl, damn it. I am many tiers higher than you. Having a backer is amazing? I..."

"Okay, Brother Earl."

"You..."

The Earl of Purgatory spat out a mouthful of scalding smoke. Although he was summoned by the Red Clown, he could not forcibly sign an unequal treaty with the other party. The Red Clown had a contract with a tier so high that it made the Earl of Purgatory terrified, although this contract was already extremely unstable and would disappear at any time.

"Brother Earl, how about considering that matter?"

The Red Clown's face was always filled with a smile, whether he was slashed by Su Xiao or facing a desperate situation.

"Not so good. The opponent is a descendant of a group of lunatics. I advise you to stay away."

"Lunatics?"

"Lunatics! A group of lunatics who must exterminate anyone not of their own race. To those guys, except for humans of the same race or a few allied races, everyone else is an enemy. But those guys look down on mages, any race's mages."

"Oh? Are they very strong?"

"Not very strong, but extremely strong. The glory of the human race in the Void was created by them. The strange thing is that they never claimed to be kings and did not interfere in the internal affairs of humans. Later, they were ambushed by a group of mages united with foreign races and were finally exterminated. After that, the human race began to decline and was no longer active in the Void."

The Earl of Purgatory seemed to think of a terrifying enemy, with pale blue eyes, holding a long sword, stepping on his head and saying: "Next time you dare to come to our territory to run wild, I'll chop off your head. No one here believes in gods, only in themselves. Get lost!"

"So, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid? You're farting! Who am I? I just occasionally..."

Heat waves surged in the cave, and a dead volcano underground even began to become active.

"Since you're not afraid, let's start. The teleportation array is almost set up. It has been tested before and can indeed summon creatures from that place. Although the summoned creatures are not very obedient, that has to do with the individual being too strong. This time we choose creatures that are weaker individually but large in number."

The Red Clown looked at a large magic circle in the cave. Although he only had one hand left, this did not affect his revenge on a certain person.

The next morning, 6:00, 200 kilometers away from Yorknew.

This is a dilapidated church. Originally there was a small town here, but a natural disaster caused this small town to be abandoned. Over time, all the buildings collapsed, and the only building that was still intact was this church.

At this moment, a few people were standing or sitting in the dilapidated church. These were all the members of the Troupe except for the Troupe leader, namely: Phinks, Franklin, Pakunoda, Machi, Bonolenov, Kortopi, Hisoka, a total of seven people.

Except for Hisoka, the expressions of the crowd were not very good, and Machi was full of fatigue, with a faint bloody smell on her body.

"That is to say, except for the leader, all the other members who didn't arrive are dead?"

Phinks spoke. He had high prestige in the Troupe. In the original work, after the leader was kidnapped, most things were decided by him, which shows his status in the Troupe.

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