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Chapter 0172 Communication

"What he said, just defeat him and you can pass!"

Gri raised his head stubbornly.

"Does the stubborn little guy... do you know what the devil means?" The president of the Blood Brotherhood stared at Gary: "And... no one can hurt my brother yet and it's nothing!"

Two blood suddenly appeared in his pupils.

Gri's eyes seemed to be attracted by some strange force, staring at the other party's scarlet pupils, with a confused expression, gradually turning into pain.

She tried desperately to shift her gaze, but she felt that the other person's pupils were like black holes, attracting her gaze.

Drops of sweat as big as beans appeared on her forehead.

Finally, Gri groaned, fell to the ground, and blood flowed out from his lips.

The president of this Blood Brotherhood defeated Gri with a strange attack!

"Take her away!"

At this moment, he said in a victorious manner.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing this scene, Ravl had to stand up: "Mr. Roderick, please give me some face... and let it go."

He must stand up, otherwise the wild group he formed would be completely out of morale.

Not to mention anything else, extraordinary people like Sulu who joined halfway will definitely scatter.

"Ravel, when will the Ten Fist Club be able to have an equal conversation with me?"

Roderick's pupils were even more scarlet.

"ah!"

Ravle took a step back, and in his sight, the president of the Blood Brotherhood opposite, each hair seemed to turn into a scarlet giant python, biting his body hard.

Under the powerful pressure, his knees couldn't help but landed hard, making a dull sound.

"Haha...what the president of the Ten Fist Association has to kneel down in front of our boss?"

In reality, the others only saw Ravl and Roderick looking at each other, and then knelt on the ground, as if begging for mercy, and couldn't help laughing.

Only Sulu, his eyes moved: ‘[Is it an illusionist]?’

This is a third-level profession. Creating illusions with a strong spirit can often hurt people invisibly.

Although Grie and Ravl are second-level professionals, they are physical and have no specialties in spirit. It is natural to get hit.

——If it is replaced by [Fist Fighter] or other spellcaster-side professions, even if it is only the second level, it may not have such a good effect.

"Hmph... This time I will treat you as a lesson and hand over that woman as compensation for my brother. This matter will be over."

Roderick stared at his slender fingers and said slowly.

"Enough!"

Sulu took a step forward and pulled Ravr up.

“Huh?”

Roderick, opposite, was surprised and felt that his illusion had no reaction when facing the hook-nosed man.

‘What a high mental power! A third-level casting profession?’

"Ah...Rodric, how dare you?"

Ravl came to his senses and his face turned red.

If he hadn't paid attention, how could the other party have been hit so easily? When he was really fighting, he wouldn't stare into the other party's eyes.

"Don't be impulsive!" Sulu pulled Grie up again: "You are not his opponent!"

"Okay! Very good! I remember."

Grey stared at Roderick with a resentful look, her lips shriveled and a trace of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"Your name..."

Roderick didn't care about her at all, but stared at Sulu.

"Belu!"

Sulu smiled and took out the pseudonym to block the gun.

"I remember, you're qualified to get into the core, but they don't! Let's go!"

Roderick turned around and left, and the other members of the Blood Brotherhood helped the unlucky guy and slowly left.

Compared to the Demon Ancient House, this small conflict around the periphery did not attract much attention at all.

"Belu... Are you actually a third-level, expert professional?"

Among the remaining ten-fist congregation members, Mondo was the first to react and took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to pat Sulu on the shoulder, but he didn't dare.

After all, Sulu's previous "cool" character was still very effective.

Facing such a "master", no one wants to leave any bad impression.

However, Gri looked at Sulu's expression and was a little confused. He looked at his face carefully before turning his head away.

‘The woman’s intuition…is really terrible…but it also has to do with my body and voice not changing much. This is the disadvantage of the second generation of Crow Covered…’

Sulu saw it and could only sigh in his heart.

"Brother Beiru... I won't say much about thanks. From today on, we will owe you a favor with Ten Fist!"

Ravl is serious and authentic.

But Mondo was anxious to watch.

A third-level profession!

If they really join the Ten Fist Club, they will be considered a large and extraordinary organization in Charles City.

Unfortunately, Sulu didn't have this idea at all.

Ravl was not a fool either, so he did not mention this matter, but asked, "What should I do next?"

"It seems... the core ancient house has been booked by the major forces. If you are not strong enough, you really don't want to enter the core... it will be dead."

Sulu said: "As for me... I'd better go to the ancient house to take a look. Maybe... I have a chance!"

"Then let's break up here!"

Raffle turned around with his men and prepared to try his luck in the Black Forest.

The closer you are to the ancient house, there are still benefits. Maybe there will be magical objects or extraordinary materials falling in front of him.

"So... goodbye!"

A dozen people greeted each other and immediately parted ways.

Gri walked at the end, looked at the direction of the ancient house, and looked at Sulu's back, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

...

When Sulu came to the core, Bishop Hughes and others also completed the final inspection of the ancient house: "Well... the power and foundation of this ancient house have been greatly weakened, and they have entered the scope of purifying."

Before, the Federation and the Church did not take action, because the other party did not take the initiative to attack and did not spread the territory, which was very harmful.

The second point is that it contains a powerful curse power, and it is difficult to purify it while ensuring that this power will not spread out and cause disasters.

But now, Bishop Hughes discovered that the power contained in the Demon Ancient House has been greatly depleted, and it is the best time to destroy it.

"Very good... The Federation also requires us to submit something related to that family..."

Harry nodded.

Anguskin is a top demon family and he also has suspected communication with the ancient snakes that worship ancient big snakes.

Recently, the federal investigation into ancient snakes will be very strict and will not miss any clues.

"Bithians, you are an expert in this field. What should you do?"

Harrisey asked modestly.

"The outer purification barrier has been laid. Next, I need a team of real elites to follow me into the ancient house and eliminate its core!"
Chapter completed!
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