Asemu was wearing a wrinkled and clean shirt and trousers.

In Hengruikala, who has now begun to control water sources, this kind of dress is already relatively good.

It looks like a social elite with some abilities.

Yes, the current social elite is this image and honor.

He walked on the street, and the ordinary people in his sight were either working for Bain University or believers wearing holy emblems. No matter how they were outside staff of Xingmang and Yuechi.

Those who simply have no job and wander around, except for the staff and the families of the extraordinary, are only outsiders who have just entered the city and have not found their place of belonging.

Asemu pulled open the hole in the collar and was amazed at the stability and peace of the city.

Following a street that was filling the pit, he went right along the curve and went up a staircase at the corner of the street.

Following the stairwell all the way up, he soon came to a red security door on the third floor.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

He reached out and knocked.

After a while, the door silently opened a crack, and a blood-filled eye appeared in the crack.

The eyes saw him and seemed to recognize him.

"Come in."

The eyes retracted.

Asemu pushed open the door and strode in.

Inside the living room, there were leftover food packaging bags everywhere, and the sofa and tables and chairs were cut out newspaper fragments.

There was a word in the whole room, messy.

The owner here, a decadent man wearing flip-flops, bearded and thin, was sitting on the sofa, picking up a compressed biscuit and stuffing it into his mouth.

"What are you doing here again? I'm just an ordinary person now and don't want to get involved in your shit."

"Don't worry, no one knows that you are my half-brother." Asemu smiled and replied softly.

"I hope I have never had a younger brother like you." The bearded man waved lazily.

"So, what do you want to do when you come here?" He knew that Asemu's younger brother would never come to visit him without any trouble.

Instead of replying immediately, Asemu stood up, walked to the window, lifted up the curtains and looked out.

"What do you think of Hengruikara? I mean Hengruikara now."

"Hengruikala? Compared with other gathering places?" Beard touched his beard and began to think.

"It's pretty good. Apart from the secret realm and other gathering places, I personally think that no one can do better than here."

"So what? What is your purpose?"

He had always known that his younger brother Asemu was a very purposeful person. So when he came here, he must have achieved a certain goal.

"If you are here to overthrow the temple rule, you can go out and turn right now." Beard thought he gave him a good advice.

Asem immediately laughed out loud.

"Brother, you are still so cautious... But you are so cautious, and finally decided to meet me. To be honest, I am very grateful."

The smile on his face calmed down.

"Actually, I came here this time to ask you to help me check the true strength and background of the temple!"

"Real strength and fineness?" Beard pondered.

"Yes." Asemu nodded. He put down the curtains and pushed the instant noodles box on the table beside him, leaning his back gently against the edge of the table.

“We have always regarded the temple as a new and large-scale armed organization.

But after several consecutive major events, whether it is the three secret realms or our seven-lock tower, we can no longer ignore this increasingly large organization."

"Compared with other cults, such as the Wanen Cult, in front of the temple, it is like the difference between eggs and stones. It is not the same level at all."

"The two ranks and other wars made the Temple in absolute superiority. This was simply incredibly shocking to the outside world.

Almost every time they contact the temple, the outside world will find that they have deeper and more powerful forces that have not been shown.”

"After all, you know, even if we are seven lock towers, it will take a lot of energy and time to cultivate a column and other commander.

But what about the temple? The strong men in them suddenly appeared as if they had emerged out of thin air. This is also something that is difficult for us to understand."

"So you plan to check the details first and then decide on your attitude towards the temple?" Beard understood the meaning of the Seven Lock Tower.

"So that's it." Asaimu nodded, but immediately smiled.

"However, it takes a lot of time to simply investigate, and we don't have so much spare time. So..."

"so?"

"So, we used a little strategy." A mysterious smile appeared on Asemu's face.

"What does it mean?" Beard blinked.

"It means... the second seat and the second lock, maybe it's almost time to reach the Xilun now, right? It's the headquarters of the legendary temple."

Asemu showed a confident look on his face.

"It is obvious that the temple's frequent movements on Hengruikara's side are far greater than those on Xilun side.

It is conceivable that they may have placed their main combat power here to open up new areas.

In this way, the second-level combat powerhouse stationed in the local headquarters is likely to be a second-level combat powerhouse who is unable to move due to insufficient strength.

So there has been no big news at the headquarters there, probably this is the reason.”

"So, are you planning to let the second lock test the truth?" Bearded.

"Yes. I believe that more than 80% of this speculation is true." Asaimu showed an extremely confident look.

“I have a premonition.”

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Headquarters of the Xilun Temple.

The King of Night was lying on the bed like a salted fish, and he tried to flatten his body.

In this way, after covering the quilt, it is impossible to see that there is someone sleeping in the bed.

He has blessed the powerful secret to restrain breathing!

Since he practiced the holy power, his strength has soared a lot under the terrifying bloodline.

In addition, with the increase in the current temple power field, his actual combat power is probably equivalent to the previous two him.

But while improving his strength, this guy's personality has become much lazy.

"Mr. Night King! Stop hiding... I've seen you already!"

A faint female voice slowly floated outside the bedroom.

"Haha, I used this trick again, do you think I would be hit every time? Naive!" The King of Night sneered in his heart. He was the kind of man who could only become stronger by sleeping.

If you want him to work, it will kill him!

"Mr. Night King, today, the chief instructor of the Super Fert Team of Xilun will come to visit you in person. This is related to the face of our temple. You might as well come out quickly. It would be too late if you don't leave." The voice continued.

"Haha, I'm stupid to bully me! The chief instructor obviously came once yesterday! I'm still here today? I'm thinking too much." The King of Night sneered again.

What's more, there is also the King of Steel who has just broken through to the ranks and has been there, so he doesn't need to show up at all.

"Also, even if you don't get up, you have to eat, drink, and go to the toilet, right?" the voice continued.

"It's been more than ten days...you haven't been to the toilet. Could it be that you plan to pull it in your pants?"

"Haha, it's so naive. I've already dug a hole under the bed! Going to the toilet is no problem!" The King of Night looked disdainful.
Chapter completed!