When Qingyi became impatient waiting for Gregory, Diesel suddenly said: "Your Majesty June Sunshine, are you willing to accept my allegiance?" These words were expressed clearly and unmistakably in the wavelength of the soul.

Perls gave Diesel a confused look.[]

First, he used the soul wavelength to feel the surroundings to see if anyone was eavesdropping. Qingyi looked Diesel up and down again and asked with interest: "Mr. Diesel, please forgive me for asking, are you not afraid to say this?"

Have you been heard? After all, this is also the base of the Dark Church, and you are not the only soul mage within a radius of 500 miles."

"I use the ancient language of the undead creatures, which can only be understood by the King of the Undead and those who have profound attainments in soul science. However, this language is too sophisticated. I have only mastered three hundred words, and I can barely understand it.

You talk."

Qingyi glanced at Perls (who was even more confused). As expected, even the Twilight Prayer couldn't decipher this multi-encrypted soul wavelength. However, he didn't feel that it was any different from ordinary wavelengths. It must be the template belt of the King of the Undead.

Here comes the benefit. Thinking of this, Qingyi smiled: "Mr. Diesel, your [Soul Specialization] must be very high. How can someone who can delve into the ancient language of undead creatures succumb to this?"

"In the Dark Church," Diesel said using the modern soul wavelength: "Soul mages are not the mainstream, and their magical power is not as good as other magicians, so naturally they are not doing well."

"Oh...so, do you want to get a better position with me?"

"Yes!" Diesel replied immediately.

"I am cruel and ruthless, and I kill people without blinking an eye. Why do you still follow me? I am the public enemy of the world. If you are loyal to me, your future may be very bumpy. Have you seriously considered this issue?"

Diesel raised his hands and rubbed his face hard. His eyes protruded from the deep bags under his eyes, suddenly showing a haggard and persistent light: "I have thought about it. The reason why you are worthy of loyalty is precisely because of you.

With extraordinary courage, you are willing to shed thousands of miles to do one thing. The unique temperament of a tyrant that you naturally revealed when you meditated just now is simply fascinating. I can't extricate myself."

(Xue Duo: "I can't help myself...")

Qingyi's smile did not change: "Keep talking."

"This world is a pyramid, just like the food chain. Do you know what I mean? Each layer is too strong. Anyone who wants to get ahead will definitely harm the interests of others, so everyone is under tremendous pressure." Gospel.

'All countries have been at peace for a long time, and even the 'Doomsday Confrontation' cannot change the pattern of the continent. However, your appearance has caused great changes in the 'Gospel'. Orquila, one of the eleven kingdoms, has also disappeared without a trace. Only

You can fight against Big Bow's dominance, and only you can bring down vested interest groups. You bring dangers, but also opportunities. If you want to get opportunities, the shortcut is to follow you closely. That's what you want

The person who stands at the top of the food chain.”

"I think your 'Master Rasputin' is pretty good too. Although he is a bit impatient in his work, he is still worthy of cultivation. Why don't you continue to be loyal to him?"

"Gregory is indeed a person who has a sense of crisis for everyone. This kind of person can achieve some achievements, but it will never be a big achievement. However, you are a person who can bring a sense of crisis to everyone. Your

The achievements are limitless." Diesel never dared to raise his head, only looking at the tips of Qingyi's boots. "You are as cold as winter to your enemies, and I don't want to be your enemy."

Qingyi was silent for a while, then spread his hands and said: "What should you do with your old master? If you want to defect to me, the Dark Church will no longer be able to tolerate you."

Diesel gritted his teeth: "I don't have to quit the Dark Church, and I can do a lot of things for you."

"Oh, leave a way out, right? Then how should I trust you?" Qingyi said lightly: "Although you are good at observing words and emotions, your courage is not enough to allow you to deal with many parties at the same time and still do it without leakage. Yes.

Yes, you are not suitable to be a spy. You can only choose to be loyal to a certain fixed superior. So just forget about those words just now. I pretend not to have heard you. However, I reserve the right to pursue the case of Hades."

After saying these words, Qingyi closed his eyes again and remained motionless, while Diesel's face was ashen. Although Perls couldn't interrupt, he guessed what happened and ignored it. He just opened the bronze

Scripture, silent prayer.

After a while, Diesel asked carefully: "Your Majesty, do you have a specialty called 'Blue Dream'?"

Qingyi casually threw two potions over, with a smile on his face.

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"Dear Dad:"

"Are you surprised that I sent you a letter again in a short period of time? That's because the Bone Tyrant is here. Although I didn't see him in person, according to Diesel, Perls and several other representatives of the forces were privately

Party. If they are not plotting against me, then it is possible that a big shot is here."

As the handsome young man Gregory was writing this, Diesel hurriedly opened the door and came in without even knocking: "Master Rasputin, June Sunshine and Perls are here to visit."

"So fast!" Gregory stood up immediately, panic welling up in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed. He glanced at the closet (where Hades was hidden) and said, "You won't be discovered, right?"

"Probably not! I have sealed the soul fire of Hades. Even if June Sunshine is sitting downstairs, he will not notice anything strange!"

"That's good, please help me stabilize him! Just say... just say I'm meditating! With his arrogant temperament, he might not be able to hold back and wait for me, but will leave on his own. Yes, yes, just say that.

Come on! He won't rush in suddenly! They also brought the Dusk Zen Master and the Dusk War Ghost, right?"

"No, didn't you also arrange for two ghost staff mages to be at the door? And those six attendants cannot attend the meeting. They are all under surveillance by our people at this time."

"That's also...okay, go ahead!"

After Diesel left, Gregory was restless. He only released a little bit of mental power when he felt an extremely powerful undead creature appear. It was slowly approaching, and its soul wavelengths were dancing in all directions like tentacles.

I want to drag everything I can touch into the fire of the soul. How terrifying, is this the Bone Tyrant!

He immediately gathered his mental strength, finally calmed down, and continued to write.

"Diesel and I have planned everything. It's similar to the last time we captured Hades. We just need to arrange it from the side and let June Sunshine fight the Iron Heel Knights, so that he can be seriously injured, and then Diesel will seal his

Soul, I will forcefully sign a contract with the 'soul-binding skull'. Although he is an adventurer and cannot deprive him of the right to control his body and the ability to think, from now on he will have to do whatever I ask him to do. In addition, I also

Being able to learn the information in his soul fire, whether it's the secrets of the Undead Empire or the various methods of playing with the soul... I also want to get the 'Starry Night Gate' and 'Despicable Blood', and have these two powers.

, I might be able to release the forbidden curse! Also, what level of combat power will the ghost staff mage cultivated from the body of the King of the Undead reach? It is very likely that he will change his job three times immediately! In this case, your cronies can quickly

Strong, and you will be the most powerful person among the four deacons, and our Rasputin family will definitely become a famous mage family that will last forever!"

As he wrote this, his fear had completely disappeared. He suddenly felt that he could do it. Yes, the Underworld had been taken down, and the Bone Tyrant was just a little more difficult, but not worth it after all.

Mention! Thinking of this, he eloquently added thousands of words, as if he could earn ten gold coins for every thousand words.

"... Diesel is really a very good guy, with a flexible mind and obedient. I have decided to regard him as my confidant. Of course, he is not as strong as your team, but I will try my best!"

Thinking of this, Gregory suddenly felt uneasy. He had been writing a letter for a long time, why didn't Diesel come up? Could it be that the June sunshine was still lingering downstairs? But he didn't dare to test it with his mental strength.

Don't know what to do.

Suddenly, the door opened. Diesel walked in hurriedly, but did not dare to speak. He just walked to the desk, bent down and wrote a line: "June Sunshine is ready to go back."

Gregory's whole body relaxed at once, but after a few seconds he glared, grabbed the quill and wrote quickly: "Idiot, wouldn't you be suspected when you come here?" He suddenly felt a deep sting in his ribs,

His hand trembled and he knocked over the ink bottle. His favorite "purple iris" dyed his sleeves and bloomed into large enchanting flowers. He looked down and found a small, bright dagger with a sharp blade.

Buried deep inside the body.

Diesel stretched out his other hand, covered Gregory's mouth, and then rotated and twisted his right hand fiercely. After being exposed to the dark church for a long time, even the soul mage can know all the vital points of the human body. At this time, Grigory

Rigory Rasputin's organs were completely destroyed.

Although Gregory was a magician, he also burst out with amazing strength at this moment and pushed Diesel away. He groaned and fell from the chair, and his fur coat was stained with his blood. He looked up at the door.

The two ghost staff mages who were supposed to rush in to protect him remained motionless, as if they were deaf and mute. He became weaker and weaker, and the pain became less and less. All he felt was numbness in his abdomen.

Diesel squatted down, pulled out another dagger, grabbed Gregory's thick and smooth brown hair, cut his throat and bled. When the little handsome boy stopped struggling, Diesel pressed his hand on him and pulled out the soul.

Fire, and the flame slowly condenses into a "soul gem" containing a lot of impurities.

Putting the gem in his pocket, Diesel walked out of the room and closed the door. His eyes radiated with indigo light, and he said to the two ghost staff wizards in a charming tone: "Master Rasputin said,

You can go and have a rest. I will notify you if necessary." After that, he went down the stairs on his own.

The two ghost staff mages looked at each other, seeming a little confused, but they still followed downstairs, opened the door and left. In the hall on the first floor, only Qingyi, Diesel and Perls were left. Diesel turned to Qingyidan
Chapter completed!