Zheng Long took Xiao Zhang to a hidden stronghold, which was a remote cave outside Leping City. It was originally a gathering place for them to gangsters. There were two dilapidated sofas, some daily necessities, and even a bathroom with mountain spring water.
After the two of them took turns to clean their bodies, they sat on the sofa without any image. Zheng Long suddenly frowned, reached out and buckled his hand in his mouth, and a large ball of black blood was spitting out. On the other side, the cracks on Xiao Zhang's body were slowly repairing the shadow magic.
"That guy still has a mask in his hand." Xiao Zhang suddenly spoke, attracting Zheng Long's attention: "He will probably develop helpers after this time. If we want to kill him, we must find more helpers. I know the whereabouts of a mask."
"That guy is so powerful that it is abnormal. His mask is different from ours. I suspect he has mastered some things we don't know. We'd better figure it out!" Although Zheng Long is a gangster, he won't look too stupid with the blessing of the mask.
"I already have some clues about this." Xiao Zhang took out a note from his pocket and threw it to Zheng Long. His fire of anger inherited the characteristics of the flame species and basically did not damage the physical objects, but it caused great harm to the living body, and this was the same for him.
"We got all the masks for no reason!" Xiao Zhang said in a affirmative tone: "It was probably a few days ago, and just today, I got this note mixed with it."
"The address where we are fighting? Someone is secretly helping us...wrong is provoking us, he hopes to see us opposition!" Zheng Long also understood in an instant: "That person may have been monitoring all the mask carriers."
"So come out, we all guessed your existence." Xiao Zhang said, a shadow assassin without a mask walked out of the darkness of the cave, and he was greeted by a ball of dark flames.
The shadow assassin turned his pace and avoided the flame of anger and laughed in a low voice. As more and more hosts brought masks, the intelligence of these shadow assassins also rose to an extremely high level, and even developed their own personalities.
"Nah, is that what you welcome your guidance?" The shadow assassin flashed, and sat on the sofa, ignoring Zheng Long, who was frowning, and said to Xiao Zhang with a slutty smile: "You are blaming me for not saving the little lover. I'm so embarrassed, I'm entangled."
"The mask of God has seven pieces in total, representing the Seven Original Sin. Xiao Zhang, you are angry, Zheng Long, you are arrogant, and I have nothing..." The shadow assassin said pretending to be sad, but after seeing the two people on the opposite side with a cold face and didn't say anything, he shrugged his shoulders boredly and said, "Our shadow clan is the custodian of the mask. Every once in a while, he will release the mask of God to the corresponding person."
"And this time the mask host made some mistakes. One of our tribesmen was recognized by a shadow mask!" The shadow assassin also said seriously: "He took away all the masks of gods and started the battle for masks in advance."
"The battle for masks is a ritual. The winner who finally decides that all the masks can evolve himself into a species that surpasses humans, that is, a god in the conventional sense!" said the shadow assassin, giving the plot background that Lu Li had long been decorated.
"And there is one of the masks, the black mask. It was the original sin of laziness that almost succeeded in the last mask battle, so it carried a special ability." The shadow assassin said: "My tribe members have chosen to help that person. In order to correct that mistake, our tribe sent me to help you."
"Just call me Shadow B!" After the shadow assassin finished his business, he said sadly with envy and hatred: "I also want to have such a mask, and I also want to be Kami Sangma of the New World!"
"Enough, since you can become a god by collecting all the masks, why do you still have to release the mask? And..." Xiao Zhang looked at Shadow Assassin B and said, "What about the gods selected in the previous rituals?"
"Okay, okay, okay, I know you are not easy to fool! Don't look at me with a gay ♂ ♂." Shadow B spread his hands and said, "This ceremony has never been successful. The closest one to success is the last one."
"The mask battle ceremony must be carried out strictly in accordance with some procedures, and the failure rate is very high!" Shadow B said: "First of all, the host of the mask must be strong enough to collect enough nutrients to supply the last person to become a god, and you are still very young now."
"The ceremony has just begun, and there is still plenty of time to cultivate new hosts. This is also the reason why my fellow tribe allows laziness to kill you." Shadow B said helplessly.
"Then why didn't he just lock us up at the beginning and wait until we harvest them together later?" Zheng Long asked.
"We tried the last mask battle and kept all the hosts in a captive way, but they were completely unable to awaken the ability of original sin. No matter how we abused them, they would have enough negative emotions." Shadow B said indifferently that the terrifying thing was: "That would not be the way God was born."
"As you say, that bastard already has three masks?" Xiao Zhang said, then looked at Zheng Long: "No matter what kind of god is, our common goal now is to kill that guy, so actively find the remaining mask hosts and let them help us!"
Zheng Long nodded, looked at Shadow B, and said viciously: "Aren't you guiding? We need to talk about the development information about mask abilities."
On the other side, Fu Bin frowned and walked into a psychological consultation room, remembering the words of the shadow assassin before. The seven original sins were basically all, but the idle mask in his hand needed a new host, that is, the original sin representing color/desire.
Today he came here to find the new host of lust/desire. His goal was to become the god of justice in the world. The shadow assassin said bluntly that if the original sin was not complete, then the ritual would fail 100%.
Fu Bin pushed open the door called the consultation room, and heard a keen hearing sound from inside. When he walked in, he saw a woman wearing a tiger-patterned leather jacket, long boots, holding a whip candle in her hand, and whip candles, whipping at a naked fat man wearing a mask. Of course, the fat man's mask was an ordinary mask, and Fu Bin's target was the woman who was undergoing S.
Chapter completed!