Eleven, things are different, old people don't know
As soon as Ma Chengwu and Velasquez left, Hu Huan became active. He was so shrewd that he could tell that there was probably something fishy in the gray mist just by listening to a few words from Ma Chengwu.
Ma Chengwu's magic is also a secret one. He has not even taught it to his sons, and he is not afraid of being discovered.
But Hu Huan really studied Tianyan very deeply. After walking around in the gray fog for a few times, he noticed several flaws.
Although Hu Huan has attainments in Tianyan, he is still limited to making up zero-level spells. After all, he only has the professions of the mythical family and the warrior family, but with zero-level Tianyan, he can already do a lot of things.
Hu Huan tried out the flaws he discovered one by one. Several of them were defensive flaws and were of no use.
When he tried the seventh one, his eyes suddenly opened up and there was an extra office.
The most eye-catching thing about this office is the round table. The high-backed leather chairs around the round table are obviously different from the old ones. They must have been specially made.
Hu Huan was a little surprised. He knew that Ma Chengwu was not a veteran, nor an executive, nor one of the five commanders. He was not qualified to have a conference room back then.
"Some of the old friends from back then really died!"
Although Hu Huan knew that many people back then would have struggled, but after all, there was no accurate news. Even if the two people announced their deaths, he didn't think they were definitely dead.
But when he saw this conference room, he was 100% certain that someone must have disappeared.
Otherwise, this conference room would not be in the hands of Ma Chengwu.
Especially this set of conference rooms is obviously not a set, and there is probably more than one old friend who has disappeared.
Hu Huan was a little sad, but he didn't go to sit at the round table.
He walked around and knew who the round table in the conference room came from. Hu Huan murmured to himself: "It's actually Stefan's table. I couldn't tell who made the chairs, but Ma Chengwu
The one sitting on should be the one belonging to one of the two executive officers, Enzo."
"I will inform Qiu Sheng later, but he might have known about it a long time ago."
Hu Huan didn't do anything to the round table. When he saw more than a dozen second-level and three third-level alien monsters imprisoned in the corner of the office, he couldn't help but whistle softly.
"Actually, the usage rates of the Netherworld Technique and the Fetishist Technique for alien monsters are almost the same."
"The Ghost God Technique can devour several beings of a higher level than itself, thereby achieving a breakthrough. In fact, the utilization rate is higher. The Fetish God Technique has its limitations after all."
"But with the Ghost God method, if you swallow these things, you can only turn into a nightmare, evil spirit, or evil spirit. There is no chance of turning back."
"It's hard to say how much better it is than the magic of things."
"These two spells are considered failures among the twelve new spells!"
Hu Huan sighed and reached out to touch it. More than a dozen second-level monsters turned into fetish cards and were put away by him.
The three-headed and third-level alien monsters are a little more troublesome. They are not of a high enough level and the failure rate is very high.
The first alien monster he selected was a slug-like thing. It looked very disgusting, and its whole body was sticky and greasy. Even though its spiritual consciousness was imprisoned by the Nether God's method, it was still squirming.
This also means that it actually does not have a main brain. Even if the real brain is imprisoned, the nervous system throughout the body can still maintain life.
Most of this kind of alien monster has a strong vitality and can survive even if a few pieces are cut off.
Hu Huan tried more than ten times, but all failed, so he changed his luck to a strange monster.
Hu Huan had never seen this alien monster before, but he had heard it introduced by a teacher in class.
The courses of Special Class 25 are still very valuable, such as describing different closed areas and the types of strange monsters that appear.
This strange monster is called Santu Train. It is a rare strange monster. It is as beautiful as a phoenix, but the flames on its body are green and white, its feathers are also pale green and pale, and its wings are extremely wild and wide.
The three-way train can freely enter and leave the Shadow of All Things, and some research even shows that it can also penetrate another layer, a level higher than the Shadow of All Things.
It's just that this kind of research is too superficial and cannot be confirmed.
Three-way trains are extremely rare and have not been found in China. However, a few have been found in Europe, causing heavy damage, but then disappeared.
Hu Huan took twelve consecutive photos of the magic technique. Just when he thought he was unlucky again and failed one after another, the thirteenth photo of the magic technique fell. The body of the alien monster Santu Train glowed with golden light and turned into a human.
A piece of Wushen Card fell into Hu Huan's hands.
Hu Huan was overjoyed, and just as he was about to take action against the third level three alien monster, he felt the gray mist vibrating. His mind was spinning very quickly, and he threw down a newly refined fetish card on the round table, and quickly exited.
office.
Ma Chengwu sensed that his lair had been invaded and rushed back desperately. When he stepped into the office and saw the second-order alien demon without a trace and the missing three-way train, he was so horrified that it was simply unspeakable.
surface.
When he saw the fetish card on the round table, his eyes tightened slightly. This fetish card happened to be still in the seat of one of the thirteen elders, the Heavenly Demon Sunyou.
Ma Chengwu walked over and picked up this fetish card, his face as dark as blue water.
He walked to his seat, sat down, activated the conference room, and summoned everyone.
As one of the ancients, although Ma Chengwu is not a senator, nor an executive, nor one of the five commanders, he still knows the conference room well and knows how to hold meetings.
Hu Huan exited the office hidden in the gray mist. Before he had time to inspect, what he had just harvested was sensed in the small snail cave, and a faint call came out.
He smiled slightly and activated the Small Snail Cave Heaven.
Ma Chengwu sat at the round table and did not sense any changes in the gray mist, which wiped away a little doubt.
He didn't know that Hu Huan's ten big monkeys were not the original body at all.
Hu Huan strode towards the round table. He was surprised to see that besides Zhou Qiusheng and Elizabeth, there were two more people.
One is Ma Chengwu, who occupies the position of Enzo, one of the two executive officers, and the other is an old friend with whom he has just come into contact, the head of the Twelve Dharma Kings of the Soul Sect, the nameless but actual leader of the cult, Mostema.
Hu Huan smiled softly and introduced himself first: "I am the son-in-law of the Tianmo Ling family, and so is that Qiu Sheng. You two newcomers, which family are you?"
Mostima looked stunned, then chuckled and said: "I don't want to work hard anymore, but my social circle is not enough, so I want to ask two seniors for advice."
Ma Chengwu whispered: "How do you feel about the return of the demon?"