The building where the players of the Pious Guild are located.
Fang Heng fell from a high altitude and regained his human form.
Chu Yan became nervous again and looked at Fang Heng.
"I guess your Holy Court has also triggered various tasks related to the magic circle." Fang Heng looked at Chu Yan and asked: "What tasks did you accept?"
"The main mission is to kill the zombies in the entire city. There are many other branch optional missions, such as protecting the branch nodes of the magic array, repairing the magic array, transporting supplies, capturing the blood clan central building, etc..."
Through the mask, Fang Heng stared at Chu Yan, "Very well, there is something that requires your cooperation and assistance. After the end, I will give you the corresponding reward. You can choose to accept it, or you can leave now."
Chu Yan said: "Can I know what it is?"
Fang Heng leaned over and whispered a few words in Chu Yan's ear.
Chu Yan was confused, "What do you want those things for?"
"It shouldn't be too difficult for you to collect these things. There's no other way. The Vampires don't like this kind of thing, and I'm not familiar with this place, so I can only ask you. In addition, if you can return to the Holy Court,
It would be better if you could give me feedback on the Holy Court’s trends at any time.”
"You want me to be the mole?"
"This matter is somewhat risky. I won't force you. Of course you can refuse, but I guarantee that if you do things for me, you will definitely get more than if you do things for the Holy Court."
Chu Yan raised his eyelids and quickly weighed the pros and cons. He waved his hand and signaled all his men to leave the building.
"How do you plan to deal with the Holy Court? What I said before was not a bluff. The Holy Court in the nearby area has already concentrated on the Central Building of the Blood Tribe..."
Just as he was talking, Chu Yan was startled.
He suddenly realized something and asked: "Are you going to place explosives in the central building?"
Chu Yan quickly frowned and overturned his guess, "No, the people from the Holy Court have gathered and rushed towards the direction building. It will take a long time to collect and transport explosives. You don't have that much time."
"Stop guessing, you will know soon." Fang Heng shook his head, "In addition, send a trustworthy person to follow me and keep in touch at all times. I need to keep track of the movements of the Holy Court at all times..."
"Nine, eight, seven..."
In the basement of the vampire building, Fang Heng counted down softly.
"one!"
Alchemy magic arrays gradually emerged around Fang Heng's feet, and the lickers and zombie clones were resurrected one after another when they arrived.
Use Lickers to deal with the Holy Court.
It shouldn't be a big problem.
However... there are still great risks.
Fang Heng frowned slightly again.
"Hey, Fang Heng, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
Sandy was sitting on the stone pillar under the stone pillar, looking rather boredly through the collection of paintings by contemporary famous artists that he had just asked the vampires to help collect. He glanced at Fang Heng from the corner of his eye.
"Well..." Fang Heng lowered his head and thought, "I encountered a little problem."
Will there be any problem if the Lickers are exposed to the Holy Court and the players?
He can control lickers and can easily be reminded of Fang Heng from District 8.
Then it may be speculated that he has the ability to enter and exit the game at any time.
Mo Yunxiao had given him numerous warnings.
Unless absolutely necessary, never reveal to the outside world that you have the ability to directly communicate between the real world and the game world.
"Oh ho? Are you in trouble?"
Sandy blinked, closed the book in his hand, and jumped down from the stone pillar, "Come on, tell me your confusion, devout artist, the great God of Art will give you strength, believe me."
"Huo?"
Gu Cong
Fang Heng raised his head and looked at Sandy.
He didn't have much hope for Sandy, but he still said: "The trouble is, directly controlling these lickers to deal with the Holy Court is too conspicuous, and it is easy for people to think that I am Fang Heng from District 8."
"Um..." Sandy blinked, with a puzzled look on his face, "Isn't this bad? Doesn't this mean that our Eighth District is very strong? This is a matter of showing off one's prestige, isn't it good?"
"Not good, very bad."
Fang Heng shook his head repeatedly.
There is no other way. Time is tight now. Unless he gives up everything and retreats immediately, Fang Heng can't think of any other way.
In the current situation of Weicheng, the gap in hard power between the Blood Clan and the Holy Court is too big.
But things have already developed to this point, with such a huge wave of visible benefits right in front of us, why should we give up now?
Fang Heng thought he couldn't do it.
Well, if you think on the bright side, your true identity will not be discovered for sure.
Others may have suspicions, but they may not be able to confirm it.
Try to be more careful and find ways to get through.
Fang Heng thought in his mind.
"That's it." Sandy touched his chin, thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, he coughed lightly, and pretended to say: "Fang Heng, the great god of art has given me enlightenment."
"ha?"
Fang Heng was about to make a bold move, but he was shocked again when he heard Sandy's words.
"What's the meaning?"
"It means that I have a solution. The God of Art is omnipotent. It has given me some enlightenment, but it is not perfect yet." Sandy's face was full of contentment. He looked at Fang Heng, "I want to get it."
Some sacrifices."
Fang Heng understood.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"That's great." Sandy turned to one page of the contemporary famous painting appreciation album in his hand and pointed to the painting on it, "That's it. You must get this painting for me and use it as an opponent."
A sacrifice to the God of Art is the most suitable. In addition, the prison exhibition hall is still a bit small. I suggest that we expand it after we return..."
"Well," Fang Heng nodded, "I guarantee you will get it. Let me tell you how to solve it first."
"make a deal!"
Sandy snapped his fingers and explained with excitement, "It's actually very simple. We can put on a mask and change our appearance, and lickers are also allowed."
"ha?"
The two lickers walked to Fang Heng, one on the left and the other on the ground obediently.
Fang Heng pointed at it and said suspiciously: "You mean to put a mask on him."
"Hehe, almost." Sandy smiled proudly, "Fang Heng, don't you think the licker is very similar to some kind of creature?"
Fang Heng frowned and looked carefully at the licker at his feet.
"Yes? What is it?"
"Yes! It's a ghoul! A ghoul!"
Sandy became a little excited, "I have read many Holy Court books. In the Holy Court's description, it is a creature that exists in the world of death and has the characteristics of being unable to be killed. Take a look, is it right?
Is it similar to your licker? Well, you probably don’t understand the world of death, it can be understood as a higher-dimensional world.”
Death realm?
Fang Heng said that I had heard of some.
We even know that there is a crack leading to the world of death at the Undead Research Association.