Chapter 174: Playing with Fire (Part 1)

Ge Zheng and Gronia looked at each other, and Ge Zheng slapped his head: "Don't say, we wear the disguise of avoiding the world, we look really similar to the lowest racial goblins in the underworld." Sosa asked with a lot of treasures in her hand: "Are we picking up garbage?" Ge Zheng looked at him with some sympathy, thinking that the two bloodthirsty Rakshasa clans just now didn't look at these "treasures". There was an astonishingly no guard in this valley. He was able to be sure that these things that were priceless in the human world are worthless garbage in the underworld. No wonder people say they are garbage goblins who pick up garbage.

Ge Zheng said: "Don't throw them away. These things may be corroded when they return to the human realm."

The four of them were stunned. In order to make room for these things, the precious collections in their storage space had been corroded!

Ge Zheng was a little depressed. He was a noble alchemist in the human world. Even when he was in Wangshan City, he was still a respectable alchemist. Now he suddenly became a humble "goblin". When he recalled the two Rakshasa brothers and sisters, the huge gap made Ge Zheng feel very uncomfortable.

The monks focus on the cultivation of their minds. Ge Zheng, who has made great progress in the cultivation of their minds recently, has such a mentality, not to mention people like Sosa. The only person who is still in an excited state is Gronia, whose overall strength of her occupation has reached two levels.

"What are the origins of those two snakes just now? They dared to insult us like that. When I chased me and cut them into their heads and put them in wine!" Parela was angry after losing a large amount of collections. She was insulted again. She was furious and was about to eat the "whole snake feast". The Rakshasa tribe is one of the most crowded races in the underworld. She is the most warlike race in the underworld. She pursues the use of war to raise war and practices in battle.

The underworld was originally a chaotic world. Those scattered soldiers and brave men who had no belonging were practicing in this way. The great power controlled the limited resources of the underworld. Members of the underworld, such as the brothers and sisters just now, could only rely on plundering other people's practice achievements to improve their skills. Maybe one day, they met a more powerful person and became the nutrient for others' practice.

Among the five championship teams, Sousa is the oldest, and no one is led by him. Sousa calmly scolded: "Don't be too troublesome, we have tasks when we come here." The four lost the "trash" and began to seriously consider the characters this time.

The purpose of this action Gul'dan told Ge Zheng was to find the fragments of the artifacts lost to the underworld by the Dark Gods, but he had already begun to doubt this purpose.

He asked, "Do you have any clues?" Sosa said, "The legendary fragments are in the Demon Sea Palace of Pallas Mountain in the Underworld." It is always easier to deal with clues, so the few people decided to find a "friendly" underworld creature first and inquire about the situation of Pallas Mountain.

Since this decision was made, Parela had more reason to chase after him. The people in the Dark Temple were not kind men and women. Parela felt that the creatures in the underworld would not be too "friendly". Since that's the case, it's better to chase after him, what does "friendly" mean by the two brothers and sisters in the "church"?

The seven people left the garbage valley, but did not notice that the nearby mountain stepped up, and the heavy rain poured down, but could not extinguish a flame on the mountain. After the flame burned out the woods, it was not extinguished. Even the rocks could burn, even the rain could burn, and it flowed along the rain to the valley. The garbage was burned together...

Parela did not catch up with that brother and sister. Many magic in the human world are ineffective here, such as the auxiliary tracking magic. Fortunately, everyone has no strength and is fearless. As long as they don’t meet super strong people, they believe that self-protection will not be a problem. Ge Zheng doesn’t have to worry. With the wolf crow here, he really hopes that if he meets a super strong person, he will definitely blackmail a lot of good materials if he beats him down, and maybe he has the materials he needs.

After running for a long time, the huge sun in the underworld slowly sank into the ground, as if a golden axe had slashed into the earth. Before the sky was dim, they finally found a small village on the horizon.

"Ahha!" Parela was so angry that she had nowhere to vent. Finally, she saw the intelligent life, so she could vent it well. Ge Zheng saw his eyes turn green and grabbed him: "Don't do it nonsense!" Parela waved his hand and opened it: "This matter has nothing to do with you, Alchemist, stay aside honestly, this is the underworld, no one can help you..."

Sosa stood up and stopped Ge Zheng: "Master, Parela is from the Temple of McTrente. The temple believes in doing things in a straightforward manner. If it suppresses his inner desires and impulses, it will be very unfavorable to his practice. Master, don't worry, I will watch him not let him do it too much."

As soon as Sosa blocked Ge Zheng, Parela had already rushed into the small village. Ge Zheng narrowed his eyes and did not want to make a fuss with the people in the Dark Temple of the Dark Gods, so he was ready to wait and see.

The six people then walked into the village. As soon as they entered the village, the tragic situation made Sosa and others angry.

However, the purpose was a tragic situation, but the miserable one was not Ge Zheng's expected villagers, but Parela, who was hanging on the fence of the village entrance.

From Parela rushing into the village to Sosa deliberately slowing down, giving him time to vent in the village, it was actually only more than ten minutes before and after. Of course, this is because Ge Zheng is here, so Sosa is not too much.

No one expected that in just over ten minutes, there would be no shouting or fighting airflow and light in the village. A level 10 warrior, who was practicing the secret technique of the Dark Temple, was hung on the fence like a dead dog.

Parela's body was covered with scars, crisscrossing deep and shallow, and even the tough python leather jacket turned into strips of cloth. Sosa was furious and scrambled to the sky, yelling: "Who did it? I'm going to stand up! Today I'm going to wash your village..."

A faint shadow appeared silently behind him, and with a "pop" twitched on the back of his head, a hole was cracked in the python's coat. Sosa went north and seemed to be cut by a knife, and immediately a scar that was deep within the bone appeared. Among all the people, only the wolf crow saw it clearly: it was a thin silk rope, which was penetrated from Sosa's crotch and shook it cleverly, as if someone sneaked Sosa from behind, and whipped a whip on his back. Judging from the scar, it was obviously this person who hung Parela on the fence wall.

"I'm so arrogant." A voice said lightly.

"You have invaded Baron Espol's territory for no reason. Now I declare that you have been captured, demoted to slavery, and have the same status as the Baron's pet dog."

Ge Zheng was stunned and turned to look at the wolf crow. The wolf crow shook his head, indicating that he could not stand this guy anymore.

Although his whip magic is elusive, he has not reached the level of "blasphemy"? He has just declared that they have become prisoners and demoted them to slaves.

This time, the dispute was initiated by Parela's side. According to the rule that the underworld's strong prey on the weak, if one does not offend me, I will not offend others. It is understandable that the defeated side is called hard work.

If he hadn't been involved, Ge Zheng would never care about this nostalgic business. If Gronia was not present, Ge Zheng would have patted his butt and left, leaving Parela and others here as slaves.

Unfortunately, the reality was completely opposite to what Ge Zheng expected. He looked helplessly at the young man who was walking out from behind the fence. Coincidentally, this young man was also a Rakshasa tribe. The fine blue scales were like green skin, with a thin line like silver hair wrapped around his wrist and two fingers wide. The thin line was so thin that it was so wide that the length of the line also surprised Ge Zheng: he could actually control such a long line, but he was afraid that his strength had reached the level of a thirteen-level title-titled profession.

Ge Zheng couldn't help but scratch his head. This place was indeed a world abandoned by the gods. Their strength level was different from that of the human world. They were full of titles, and there were many strong people like dogs.

Sousa was whipped, and the defense of fighting energy did not play any role. He was so shocked that he retreated repeatedly. The wound behind him was bleeding, and a long blood mark was sprinkled on the ground. Emerton and Portillo hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Gronia took a step forward and had already stopped the three of them. Four powerful battle spirits rose from behind and stared at the young man with vigilance.

A "hiss" sounded softly, as if a poisonous snake spitted a letter. The white silk on the young Rakshasa wrist disappeared quickly, and the thin silk was only the thickness of a silk. Under his high-speed disturbance, his naked eyes could almost see its trajectory. Gronia was very nervous until she met her life's strong rival, and the four war spirits condensed and became the size of an ordinary person. Her originally transparent body also became translucent as if it were substance.

The four battle spirits were all ancient generals, experienced in many battles, and had no flaws when defending. The young Rakshasa could not find any obvious flaws for a while. The silver filaments kept disturbing, and the hissing sound surrounded Gronia, looking for opportunities quietly.

The wolf crow suddenly took a step forward and waved his hand to slash the air. Ge Zheng was keen to the spirit. Among so many people, he had the highest spiritual cultivation. The moment before the wolf crow took action, he suddenly realized that the young man of Rakshasa was not inaction. The silver thread in his hand was constantly shortened. The silver thread had actually divided Gronia and her four battle spirits. As long as he exerted force and tightened the silver thread, he would catch five fish in one net.

The wolf crow cut off the silver thread. At the same time, Ge Zheng also moved. He had a sudden idea in his heart. Since the Rakshasa youth was using soft weapons, he also used soft weapons to face each other. The five Samadhi True Fire floated out of his palm, and a trace was hooked, forming a two-meter-long fire whip.
Chapter completed!