Ye Junlang walked over. He picked up the communicator and said, "Hello, Mordeliti?"
"Satan, I finally contacted you...Are you okay?"
From the communicator, Mordeliti's urgent and nervous voice came.
Ye Junlang smiled and said, "If I have anything to do, can I still talk to you on the phone? Don't worry, I'm fine."
"I already know about the war in Babia Town. I didn't expect that a stronghold of the Assassination Alliance would besiege you. When I first heard the news, I was shocked and called you quickly, but
I can't get through at all." Mordeliti said with a lingering fear.
Ye Junlang said: "The defense line of the Devil's Arsenal has been built. It is not easy for any force to attack and attack. In short, the forces that assassinated the Alliance's stronghold in South America have been defeated in this battle.
Annihilate.”
"The Assassination Alliance is powerful. Satan, even if you won this battle, I think the soldiers on your side also suffered heavy casualties, right? What if the Assassination Alliance launches another attack? How can you resist it?" Modly asked.
.
"Don't worry, the Assassination Alliance will not launch a second offensive in a short period of time."
"You also said that this is only a short period of time, but what about the future? No, I have to go to Babia Town. I will leave now. I can arrive in two days."
"You want to come over? Mordeliti, your status is extraordinary, and there is always danger here. Why are you here?"
"I'll bring you weapons and soldiers...but most importantly, I want to see you! This time, no matter what you say, you can't change my mind!"
Moderiti said without any doubt on the phone.
"Mo—" When Ye Junlang was about to say something else, unexpectedly, the sound of the phone hanging up came from the communicator.
Ye Junlang put down the communicator in his hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He thought for a while and decided to come as soon as Mordeliti came. Anyway, for now, the situation in Babia Town was relatively safe.
After ending the call with Mordeliti, Ye Junlang returned to the table and continued drinking with Xue Tu, Tie Zheng and others.
It is often only after experiencing such a battle that one can appreciate how happy it is to be able to drink heavily with brothers and comrades around you on weekdays.
Brothers get together and drink happily, one drink at a time and one meal at a time.
Because no one can predict which familiar face will be missing the next time we get together.
"Do you want to go back to your tavern?"
Ye Junlang took a sip of wine and looked at Xue Tu.
For the past four years, Xuetu has been hiding in New York. In a tavern in New York, not many people know about this tavern. The people who patronize this tavern are all people whom Xuetu trusts, including some from the dark world.
Some strong men.
"Now that we've come out, we won't go back." Xue Tu spoke, with a ray of light in his eyes, and said slowly, "The blood knife has been unsheathed, so there is no reason to put it back into its sheath."
A trace of joy and excitement flashed across Ye Junlang's face, and he said: "I knew you would be able to hold your bloody knife again. As long as you still have the will to fight in your heart and the belief in self-improvement, you will definitely be able to hold it again."
Back to the top, even better than before.”
"My knife is much slower, and I am not used to holding the knife with my left hand. If not, how could I be forced into such an embarrassing situation by the angel disciples." Xue Tu spoke, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and said, "I need
I need to re-familiarize myself with my sword technique, or make some changes to my sword technique so that it can be used with the knife held in my left hand. In this way, the blood knife can still exert greater power. As for returning to the top, I'm afraid it will be difficult.
The battle left hidden wounds in my body, and the hidden dangers of the hidden wounds always affect my use of the power of the secret realm."
Ye Junlang frowned. When he happened to rescue Xue Tu four years ago, Xue Tu was dying. He really only had one breath left.
With such a serious injury, if it were someone else, they really wouldn't be able to survive.
Maybe it was Xuetu's strong desire to survive, or maybe he still had an unwillingness to persist in his heart, but in short he managed to survive, but it would definitely take a long time to recover from such a serious injury.
Now, four years have passed, Ye Junlang believes that the injuries caused by the bloody battle should have healed, except that the right arm cannot be recovered.
Now based on the meaning of Xue Tu’s words, he actually still has hidden wounds?
"This hidden injury cannot be healed?" Ye Junlang asked.
Xuetu shook his head and said: "It's difficult. At least so far, I can't find a way to cure it. The hidden injury is located in the secret realm of my power. As long as I activate the power of my own secret realm, I will feel extremely difficult and slow. This potential
If the hidden wounds are not healed, it will be difficult for my own strength to return to its previous state."
Ye Junlang fell silent immediately. He had never seen the leader of the Assassination Alliance, the Killer God, but he also knew that he was one of the most powerful giants in the dark world, and his strength was unfathomable.
The God of Killing never survives his attacks. Xuetu was able to survive from the God of Killing, but he also suffered extremely serious trauma. This hidden injury in the secret realm of his own power is a hidden danger, a hidden danger that limits his own strength.
While pondering, a ray of light flashed before Ye Junlang's eyes, and he said: "Xue Tu, don't be discouraged. Maybe there is someone in this world who can heal the hidden wounds in your body."
Xue Tu's face was startled after hearing this, and soon a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "Who?"
"This person lives in China, and his name is Ghost Doctor. He is good at Chinese medicine, and can be said to be an old master of medical knowledge. I think he should have the means to heal the hidden wounds in your body." Ye Junlang said,
His tone became a little excited, and he continued, "When I return to China, you come with me to China. I'll ask the ghost doctor to diagnose you, and maybe I can cure you."
Xue Tu nodded and said, "Okay, I can give it a try then."
"I believe you will be able to return to the top and one day use the bloody knife in your hand to chop off the head of the God of Death!" Ye Junlang said with a smile.
Xuetu couldn't help but smile, and he also released a sense of heroism, saying: "I have always regarded the God of Death as my real opponent. If I can return to the top, I will definitely fight against the God of Death again."
"Definitely! It would be too boring without you in the dark world. I'm really happy that you can come out this time." Ye Junlang smiled.
Xuetu took a sip of wine and said: "Satan, I have something to tell you. The ghost army soldiers who have followed me for many years, I want them to be integrated into your Satan Army."
"Huh? Why is that so?" Ye Junlang was startled.
Xuetu said slowly: "This is my carefully considered decision. When I come out this time, I will only pursue the ultimate secret of my sword. Therefore, I will not continue to lead the ghost army to fight in the dark world. I will be alone.
One person, go to various places to hone his sword intention and understand his own way of sword. The ghost army is a real iron-blooded warrior, and they will not be insulted if they join your Satan Army. You will lead them to continue the war. In fact, it is
the same."
"You mean you want to leave?" Ye Junlang frowned.
Xuetu nodded and said: "I will leave eventually. Of course, if there is a war on your side, I will come and fight alongside you. The God of Death is too strong, he is already an emperor-level powerhouse, if I
If you are unable to comprehend your own ultimate sword intention, you are no match for him."
"Okay. But before that, you come with me to China to seek help from the ghost doctor. See if he can heal the hidden wounds in your body." Ye Junlang said.
"good!"
Xue Tu nodded and stroked the blood knife tied to his waist with his left hand. In his heart, he was actually looking forward to the day when he could return to the peak of his strength.