The words "little golden retriever" in his mind caused Archbishop Bloodskull to instantly fall into extreme panic.
This unimaginable method of communication made Johnson 100% convinced that this must be the means of gods.
He is the Archbishop of the Blood Skull, and no matter how powerful the Xuandu of the Wanhao people is, it is impossible for him to speak in his head like this.
So it can only be a god!
As for the title "Little Golden Retriever", Johnson doesn't think it is a humiliating title.
After all, that incredibly beautiful god must have been born before the War of Destruction and lived for at least 40,000 years.
In comparison.
I have only lived for more than two thousand years, and in front of the other person, I am just a naive child at best. It is too normal for her to call her "Little Golden Retriever".
"You must ask the Voodoo Lord for rescue!"
The above thought immediately popped into the Archbishop's mind.
no way!
Only gods can fight against gods!
Johnson knelt down on one knee as quickly as possible and chanted with great piety: "Great Lord of Voodoo, your most loyal servant begs for your help."
The next second.
A strange force came out of thin air.
Then there is another sentence: "The price!"
Johnson gritted his teeth, put down the bone staff in his hand, pressed an eye with both hands, and dug out a pair of bloody eyeballs.
The slightly black blood, exuding a strong fishy odor, immediately flowed down his cheeks, leaving two blood stains.
The most surprising thing is that the bright red blood marks seem to have come to life, instinctively trying to get back into the flesh and blood mold lake's eye sockets.
But a certain force stopped Xueshen's actions.
The archbishop snorted, raised his two eyeballs in the center of his palms as quickly as possible, and chanted with great piety:
"I am willing to offer you a sacrifice in exchange for your rescue..."
Along with this guy's prayer, Xue Huhu's eyeballs underwent strange changes.
Strong extraordinary fluctuations surged inside the eyeball, a strange green light flashed on the surface, and the shape gradually turned into a glass-like material.
The Archbishop's originally fair face was now wrinkled, and wisps of white hair appeared on his golden hair.
Such a big change is like going from a forty-year-old middle-aged man to a sixty-year-old man all of a sudden.
It's not hard to see.
This guy is transforming his eyeballs by sacrificing his own life source, and then using them as a sacrifice to the gods.
Two seconds later.
The green light subsided.
This pair of eyeballs completely turned into two crystal clear glass beads.
Johnson's voice also became older: "Great Voodoo Lord, your servant prays to accept the sacrifice!"
A little while.
An invisible force came.
The glass bead jumped slightly.
Archbishop Bloodskull was overjoyed.
The Voodoo Lord is willing to accept sacrifices!
Finally there is help!
The next second.
Johnson's heart felt as if it had fallen into an extremely cold ice cave.
Because of the distant gaze from the gods, I took it back.
A sentence full of sarcasm echoed in the cave: "Such a small price is not enough for me to take action against Wanhao God!"
The glass bead stopped trembling and lay motionless in his hand.
The archbishop's lips trembled, but in the end not a word came out.
at this point.
He still didn't understand that the voodoo master was obviously very dissatisfied with him, so he maliciously played a trick on him.
As for the reason.
It's not difficult to guess at all.
Just now, the secret stronghold of the Qingsheng Association was suddenly attacked by the gods. In order to save his life, he urgently prayed for the arrival of the voodoo master.
A wrong timing of her appearance put her in an extremely passive situation, and she ultimately suffered a big loss at the hands of Wan Hao.
It is precisely because of this that the Voodoo Master holds a grudge against himself.
Johnson let out a long sigh and lowered his head deeply, his eyes filled with resentment.
The two eyeballs have been dug out and transformed into sacrifices through the sacrificial ceremony. They cannot be put back at all.
This means that he temporarily lost his vision and became blind.
Zhuo'an Airport.
The scene displayed on the halo screen gave Cheng Han the urge to laugh wildly.
I just made a little joke through the star communication method, and Archbishop Bloodskull actually dug out his own eyeballs.
As for that?!
Cheng Han grinned slightly: "These guys from the Qisheng Society, from the Priest of Life to the Archbishop of the Blood Skull, are they too timid, aren't they?
"I just gave you a scare, but in the end you were either looking for death or trying to dig out your own eyes!"
He laughed again in his heart: "I heard that people with kidney deficiency are generally timid, so why not change the name of the Qisheng Society to the 'Kidney Deficiency Society'?"
Later.
The halo disintegrated into large spots of light, then dissipated.
Cheng Han stopped paying attention to Blind Johnson and began to check the Fire Eagle he was driving to prepare for the next flight.
at this time.
He heard some strange discussions.
"During the flight just now, I heard that someone had a stomachache and almost couldn't hold it in and defecated in his pants. I think a toilet should be installed under the seat."
"The toilet will increase the weight of the body. It is better to reserve a channel to directly discharge feces and urine, and you can also lose weight."
"The opening and closing of the channel requires additional control structures, which increases the weight of the fuselage. I would rather sit on the toilet and fly the War Eagle..."
Cheng Han's lips twitched when he heard this.
As a "technical worker", he interjected: "There is no need to go to such trouble, just put a 'Greedy Vine' seed in your crotch."
The so-called "greedy vine" is a special plant used by various small spiritual realms to treat sewer sewage.
This is the most convenient and quick solution. Carrying one more seed will increase fuel consumption, which is almost negligible.
Another time and space.
Pilots use adult diapers to solve the "three urgent problems" of long-distance flights. Greedy Vine has the same purpose.
One pilot immediately expressed his objection: "It's too scary to have the greedy vines digging into the crotch. What if the vines get into the butt..."
The words are not finished yet.
This person was stabbed in the waist by another pilot, who whispered: "Stop talking, it's the deputy palace master."
The discussion that was in full swing just now cooled down instantly.
Later.
A group of pilots spoke in agreement.
"This is a good idea!"
"Gluttony is a great idea!"
Cheng Han looked at the pilot who expressed his objections and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, as long as you tighten the anus, the gluttonous vine won't get in."
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone's face was twitching.
Cheng Han added another sentence: "Eating vines is only an emergency measure. Paying attention to daily diet management is the most fundamental solution."
Deep down in his heart, he felt that it was not a bad thing for some people to have their anus drilled by a vine. Without unforgettable experiences, how could he know the importance of keeping his mouth shut?
Cheng Han immediately waved his hand: "Hurry up and work!"
A group of people immediately dispersed.
With Cheng Han's current status, when he said the three words "Gluttonous Vine", this matter became the final conclusion.
from now on.
Every pilot must carry a Greedy Vine Seed when performing a mission, either in his pocket or in his crotch.
It didn't take long.
everything's ready.
Hundreds of Fire Eagles have been inspected and repaired, and it was confirmed that there were no mechanical failures, and the fuel tanks were filled with high-efficiency fuel.
As for Zhuo'an Airport, the Smart Mysterious Formation was immediately activated.
Groups of flaming eagles were quickly ejected into the sky, and then lined up in a neat queue and quickly flew into the distance.
Next stop - Kangning Xiaolingjing.
Another minute passed.
This fleet of aircraft cruised at supersonic speed, leaving the airspace of the Little Spirit Realm and flying into the seemingly endless void.
Cheng Han looked back at Tianye, which was getting smaller and smaller, and plucked the string of his soul with his heart.
"Buzz!"
The vibrating sound of the strings conveys a unique charm.
Cheng Han muttered silently: "Enter the predetermined location and prepare to start hunting!"
The Blood Skull Archbishop was so frightened that he dug his eyes out, his life source was greatly consumed, and his strength was severely reduced. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The response came immediately.
"clear!"
"Follow your will!"
Cheng Han's eyes turned to the halo of light hanging in front of him.
The illusion in the center shows the figure of Archbishop Bloodskull, but the picture looks a bit blurry.
This is the result of a combination of factors.
On the one hand, the visual observation captured just now is relatively weak, on the other hand, this person still has the protection of a strong secret power.
In another four to five hours, the power of secrecy will completely overwhelm this link, and by then it will be impossible to locate the Archbishop's whereabouts.
Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "The target must be related to the 'Secret World Spirit Map' before a beyond-visual-range attack can be launched, but the power of concealment is an obstacle."
Just now, there was a ghost who tried to draw a secret spiritual map. As a result, when the spiritual pen reached the archbishop, all he drew with the pen tip were crooked lines.
have to say.
The power of concealment is really a very powerful extraordinary power.
Cheng Han made some deductions and sighed: "It seems that we can't kill the Archbishop without any damage."
In the halo screen.
It shows row upon row of buildings.
This is one of the four cities in Zhuo'an Xiaoling Realm - Bering City.
The "rat hole" where Archbishop Bloodskull is currently hiding is located in a secret room deep underground in one of the buildings.
That place should be one of the escape routes left by this guy.
"Buzz!"
The string trembles again.
Cheng Han silently issued an order: "Disperse the irrelevant crowd and fight quickly!"
This is the first attempt to kill a strong person of Xuandu level. If it can be decided in a battle, this will be an extremely significant thing.
"yes!"
Bering City.
West District.
A residential area.
A tall figure wearing work clothes, carrying tools for repairing water pipes, walked toward a three-story building while humming a tune.
The repairman quickly walked to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked hard on the door several times.
"Winter! Winter!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Is this Qu Tao's house? I'm here to repair the water pipes. Open the door quickly!"
Just at this moment.
With this place as the center, within a radius of ten kilometers.
In every corner of the city, more than twenty figures stopped in unison and turned to look in the direction of the house.