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Chapter 375

In scarlet.

The figure stands tall.

Clear and dazzling.

King George VI looked at Obenses who came out of the "Gate of Flesh" and was dumbfounded.

The former king of Tesin never expected that Obenses would appear here.

In his impression, the 'Secret Keeper' Zero Team Captain is a slightly stubborn and conservative person, but he leads by example and is worthy of admiration. Whether it is balancing the rebels 'Det' headed by the 1 Team Captain and

The submissive 'Yin Er', led by Team 2, plays an indispensable role in balancing the royal family's disputes.

The other party even taught him swordsmanship.

Such a person is actually one of ‘them’?

Or the uncrowned king among ‘them’: the angler!

Suddenly, King George VI's expression changed drastically.

Things that he usually ignored emerged one by one.

One clue after another was connected by him.

George VI's whole body trembled with fear from the bottom of his heart.

because--

He knew Tesin was doomed.

The Tesin royal family is finished.

The 'Keeper of Secrets' is finished.

Crunch, crunch.

Fear was consumed by rage.

When he lost what he cared about most, King George VI looked at the figure in the Gate of Flesh and gritted his teeth, but did not make a sound, nor did he directly challenge the opponent. Instead, he picked up the 'Lumberjack' and continued to escape.

The other party has been planning for a long time.

Appearing here, it is obvious that they are here to harvest.

What did he jump out for?

It's just that the opponent took advantage of the situation and killed him.

Must be patient!

After that, comes revenge!

Now?

run!

King George VI told himself this.

Fabol VII's forbearance was superficial, while George VI's forbearance was engraved in his bones. Especially after his two resurrections, this forbearance was like instinct.

Maybe, this is the magnanimity of the king?

King George VI cursed.

But immediately, he frowned.

In the past, he would never make such a joke.

At least I wouldn't make such a joke at this time.

But it appears now?

Not just now, but also before.

Sometimes he can't control himself and always wants to say something rude.

Why is this happening?

Could it be a sequelae of resurrection?

Just when George VI was guessing, the 'lumberjack' on his shoulder murmured to himself: "Oban Seth? It's actually Auburn Seth? This..."

The 'lumberjack' suddenly fell into deep thought.

Then, he opened his mouth and said directly.

"Hunter, do you remember that there was a grand hunt when you joined - the prey of that hunt, do you still remember?"

How do I remember?

I'm not really a 'hunter'!

I'm George.

King George VI was roaring in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

"Um?"

He responded with a nasal sound.

It is both a question and an affirmation.

In short, it is the kind of reaction that can advance, attack, retreat or defend.

The 'lumberjack' didn't pay attention to such a reaction at all, and almost said to himself.

"The prey that time was 'Det', the captain of Team 1 of the 'Secret Keepers'."

"If the 'angler' is Oban Seth, why did he do this?"

Of course, dissidents are excluded.

Make the situation more controllable.

King George VI had an answer immediately.

But there was no answer.

He knew before that the 'Secret Keeper' was finished, but the words of the 'Lumberjack' told him that the situation was worse than he imagined.

The 'Keeper of Secrets' was finished before he could.

There is no doubt that the captain of the 'Secret Keeper' Team 1, 'Det', whom he has met, is fake.

Even the changes in the 'Dragon Island' and the 'Fairy Lake' were caused by Oban Seth, the captain of the 'Secret Keeper' Zero Team... no, by the 'Angler'.

King George VI didn't know what the other party's real purpose was.

But he knows.

The answer will be revealed soon.

In fact, this is also the case.

The figure standing in the 'Gate of Flesh' took one step forward and appeared in front of the 'Lord', Fabol VII.

"I have seen it, Mr. Angler."

Skeffins Steinbeck saluted respectfully.

The 'angler', who looked like an old man, took out a cloth bag, similar to the size of a wallet, and threw it to Skifens Steinbeck.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Skeffins. Steinbeck bows again.

The 'angler' shook his head.

"You deserve this."

"I didn't give more, and I didn't give less."

Faced with the emphasis of the 'angler', Skiffins Steinbeck smiled and said nothing more.

Then, the whole person disappeared into the door behind him and disappeared.

As Skeffens Steinbeck disappeared, the 'Angler' looked at the 'Lord' and Fabol VII. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he just said calmly: "Sith, you lose

Already."

"Hahahaha, lose?"

"The current battle has just begun."

"Do you think you can beat the two of us?"

The 'Lord', who had lost his left arm, laughed and launched a charge.

The scarlet aura flickered again.

The expertise belonging to the warrior profession is boiling at this moment.

Even stronger than before.

More intense than before.

Just like the magma that has erupted.

【Hell Blood】!

Fabol VII followed closely behind him. The king lost his dragon form and responded in the form of a dragon. However, his power increased instead of diminishing. The claws covered with scales were flashing with flames like water.

.

These flames rolled and took shape, just like flame clouds rising up, shooting rays from the sky towards the 'angler'.

Whoosh whoosh!

The rays are fast and dense.

What's more important is that it is extremely powerful.

Every blow needs to be dealt with carefully by a legendary strongman.

A little carelessness can result in serious injury.

But the 'angler' didn't even look at it, letting these rays fall as if facing a gentle breeze and drizzle.

What I have is just comfort.

Only when the 'Lord' rushed up did the 'angler' move.

There are no complicated moves.

There are no complex attack methods.

It's a straight punch.

There is nothing flashy about this punch, but it is as if it has been refined thousands of times, and it carries a stern power.

The ‘Lord’ froze.

As a 'lord', I was shocked.

Forcibly, he let the punch hit him in the face.

Immediately, the charging 'Lord' flew back directly, and half of his face was beaten to pieces of flesh and blood, as if it was rotten.

thump!

The 'Lord' who fell to the ground turned over and stood up.

He looked at the 'angler' with a confused look.

It’s not that I’m surprised at how powerful the ‘Angler’ is.

He has long known how powerful the 'Angler' is.

The first time he, 'Ms.' raised an objection, he knew how powerful the other party was.

But it’s not as powerful as it is in front of you!

The path chosen by the 'fisherman' is: turning his back on all living beings and fishing the long river alone.

That river is the ‘river of time’!

The other person’s path is a corner of ‘time’.

Even if it wasn't 'time' in the true sense, it was enough to make him and 'Ms.' helpless.

But the power just now...

Why is it so similar to mine?

"you?"

The 'Lord' made a sound and paused slightly.

"Is it a little strange?"

"Nothing surprising."

"'Soldier' ​​is a good profession. It can be gradually promoted to 'Lieutenant', 'College Officer', and 'General', which are all very good paths - but I feel that it is not very suitable for me. Under His Majesty Modeus

I found something in the inheritance, so I changed the promotion of 'Soldier' ​​to 'Squire', 'Knight', 'Lord', 'King' and...'Emperor'!"

"Lord? King? Emperor?"

The 'Lord' looked increasingly embarrassed.

He found clues.

The ‘angler’ admitted it frankly.

"Yes, that's what you think. My profession of 'Lord', 'King' and the 'path' you choose all require a strict hierarchy to be promoted."

"But the world in front of me is not suitable."

"So, I chose 'Dragon Island' and 'Fairy Lake' as promotion points."

"Of course, the method is a little drastic."

"They were almost destroyed."

'Angler' said lightly.

"You are so lucky."

"If it is really destroyed, you will lose your 'path' in the future."

The 'Lord' sneered.

"right."

"I almost lost my way to promotion in the future. After all, the 'Great Emperor' not only needs the 'military power' of power, but also the 'protection' that contains vitality."

"Thankfully, I'm lucky."

The 'angler' said with a smile.

Then, he looked at the 'Lord' and Fabol VII with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Your 'road' can be turned into 'military power'."

"And your flesh and blood can revive the 'Dragon Island'."

"Of course!"

"And you!"

The 'angler' looked at the 'wolf' further away.

The 'wolf' who was thrown away was basically uninjured. He stood there, completely at a loss.

He couldn't understand what was happening.

I don’t know why the ‘angler’ focused on him.

But he knew that he needed to live.

"Please give me your orders."

‘Wolf’ knelt down on one knee.

'Wolf' didn't have the slightest objection to this.

Before joining 'them', he knelt down and worshiped the 'angler'.

After joining, although the name has changed, the essence remains the same.

Kneel down now?

Naturally it is as it should be.

"I need you to spread 'fear'."

"I need you to treat people like sheep."

"I need you to raid the sheep."

"However, there will be a 'Shepherd' fighting with you, and you will not be the 'Shepherd''s opponent - you have also met the 'Shepherd', that is Skiffens Steinbeck."

"A bright young man."

‘Angler’ praiser.

‘Wolf’ didn’t understand, but nodded anyway.

Then, he couldn't help but ask.

"What about you?"

In the 'wolf's mind, the 'angler' should be the 'shepherd'!

The 'shepherd' can obviously get more benefits!

But why is it inappropriate?

‘Wolf’ can’t understand.

"Huh, him?"

"Of course he wants to be a 'god'."

"Although the 'Shepherd' is powerful, how many places can it take care of under your constant random attacks?"

"At this time, we naturally need a 'god'!"

“He receives the prayers of his flock daily.”

"He accepts the sacrifices of the flock night after night."

"When you appear and the 'shepherd' does not appear and despair comes, he will perform miracles and he will protect the sheep."

“If, hey, if something good comes out of the flock—there’s going to be a new shepherd.”

"No need for more."

"Just one or two."

"This will make the sheep more convinced of his greatness."

“After all, He protects the sheep, and He created the ‘shepherds’.”

"And with such a foundation, he will become..."

"she!"

The 'Lord' laughed with disdain and revealed what the 'Angler' wanted to do.

This is too simple.

because--

He plans to do the same.

His plan is to use a similar method to harvest the entire world after he completes the true 'level' and reaches the extreme of his 'path'.

Therefore, he really knows everything about the 'Angler's' plan.

The 'angler' had no objection to this.

This situation made Fabol VII frown.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have stepped into a trap.

From the beginning!

He is a chess piece!

When he gets that 'dragon blood', it's doomed!

And just when he thought he was free of everything...

The real trap has just begun!

"Did you provide the 'dragon blood' that King George VI gave me?"

Fabol VII questioned.

"Yes, I provided it."

"He is a good kid. Although he is smart, he really works hard to maintain the stability of Tesine, and he has not forgotten the honor of his Modeus bloodline."

"I just needed a little guidance and he did a great job."

'The angler' said so.

The dragon claw of Fabol VII came to him in an instant.

The 'angler' didn't dodge.

Let this claw fall.

The claws, sharp enough to tear adamantine apart, stopped when they were one centimeter away from Modeus.

No!

Not stop!

But...

stop!

Time, at this moment!

It stopped with Faber VII!

The 'angler' slowly took out a scroll and wrapped Fabol VII in it.

Almost instantly.

Fabol VII became a man of flesh and blood.

Blood soaked into the scroll.

With passing.

Entered the ‘Dragon Island’.

The dry ‘Dragon Island’ was nourished.

A glimmer of vitality began to appear.

Feeling such a change, the 'angler' smiled again.

"I cultivate you just for fertilizer."

"Nurture the 'Dragon Island' obediently."

The 'angler' said, flicking the reel.

Fabol VII was completely drawn into the scroll, just like a wrapped mummy, his flesh and blood being sucked, but the powerful vitality of the 'Dragonborn' allowed him to replenish his flesh and blood instantly.

One inhale and one supplement.

It's like an alternative perpetual motion machine.

And the strength of the 'Angler' has been strengthened.

His power is stronger.

But this does not prevent the 'lord' from resisting.

Another charge.

This time, shadows appeared one after another behind the 'lord'. They were either wearing ancient armor, riding war horses, holding high various colorful swallow-tailed flags, or wearing top hats and holding revolvers.

Hundreds and thousands.

Thousands.

Woo!

The sound of the trumpet continued continuously.

The road to attack is moving forward.

The moment all these tens of thousands of shadows merged into the body of the 'Lord'.

The scarred body of the 'Lord' recovered instantly, and a trace of strange brilliance appeared on his body.

At this time, the ‘lord’ has already broken the shackles of the title legend.

He is about to enter another realm.

The realm he has always pursued.

Faced with such a change, the 'Lord' had a hint of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that he would actually break through under the pressure of the 'Angler'. Then...

"This is my home court now!"

"I will be invincible!"

"I am the real king!"

Roaring angrily, the 'Lord' punched down.

The moment the fist was swung out, ripple-like ripples rippled out.

The whole Sac fell silent.

Then the earth and houses were lifted up.

The night wind, the sky was torn apart.

No punch was thrown.

The capital of Fabol, Sac, had been destroyed.

The entire people of Sark were met with disaster in an instant.

They died without knowing how.

Their dead souls are all in a state of confusion.

They only know how to obey their 'lord'.

Immediately, the 'Lord' became stronger.

Facing such a lord, the 'angler' nodded slightly.

"good."

The 'angler' said, finally taking action.

A handful of mud fell on the 'Lord's' face.

Then……

The 'Lord' returned to his previous scarred state, and the whole Sark also changed back.

Destruction, non-existence.

Death does not exist either.

The 'Lord' was stunned.

"This handful of mud is your coordinates just now - it's not easy to lock your coordinates. However, since you are in Sark, I brought Sark's coordinates back with me."

The 'angler' was a little out of breath as he spoke.

There is no doubt that such an operation consumes a lot of money for the 'anglers'.

It also made the ‘angler’ show no mercy.

He already got the answer he wanted.

‘Lord’?

No need to live anymore.

It's still a scroll.

The ‘Lord’ was involved.

But unlike the recycling of Fabol VII, the 'Lord' is fatal here. The secret rules cannot penetrate the powerful body of the 'Lord', but the soul of the 'Lord' is affected.

Together with those tens of thousands of ‘soldiers’.

‘The Angler’ gained ‘Military Power’.

He subsidized his 'way'.

He is about to become a true 'god'.

But at this moment, scarlet flashed, and the 'Door of Flesh' appeared again.

Skiffins Steinbeck stood in the Gate of Flesh with a smile, still looking polite, leaning slightly behind him, and then asked——

"Have you seen the outside of the 'Stone Letter'?"

During the inquiry, [the eye of fairness and truth] flickered.


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