The Temple of Death is a name that makes the entire dark world tremble when it is mentioned. Only the special operations forces of various countries, top agents, and major power organizations in the world, including the mercenary world, the killer world, and extreme terrorist organizations, know about death.
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The Temple of Death walks in the darkness and is a dark force that makes people fear. Their influence is almost all over the world, especially the underground forces in South America are controlled by them, so they have endless resources.
It also possesses extremely powerful fighting power.
The Temple of Death was once surrounded and suppressed by special forces united by multiple governments in South America. Instead of being able to eliminate this force, the multinational forces that came to encircle and suppress the Temple of Death all ended in disastrous defeats. This made the power of the Temple of Death even more powerful.
It expanded rapidly and dominated one side.
The Temple of Death believes in the God of Death, and regards the God of Death in Western mythology as the deity in its heart. The Lord of the Temple of Death even claims that he is the incarnation of Danatus, the God of Death, and proclaims himself the God of Death, ordering the Temple of Death.
The God of Death himself is extremely mysterious. No one knows his origins or his past.
Maybe these are not important. What is important is that the existence of the God of Death has brought all kinds of death atmosphere to this world. Wherever he appears, it will definitely become a hell on earth.
There is a throne of Death above the hall. Death turned around and sat on it. The bloody sickle in his hand was placed flat in front of his knees. The candlelight with thick arms occasionally made a crackling sound, reflecting a series of strange shadows.
It was still impossible to see the face of Death clearly, his face was buried deep under the black cloak he was wearing.
"Augus."
Death spoke.
"My subordinate is here."
A man in black robe who was kneeling below spoke. He raised his head. He was tall and tall, with a face unique to Westerners. There was an awe-inspiring power about him. At this moment, he looked at him with a pair of deep blue eyes with piety.
To the God of Death, "Send someone to track down the whereabouts of the Demon King's Mercenary Group. No matter what means are used, use all intelligence personnel to find the whereabouts of the Demon King's Mercenary Group. The Demon King has disappeared for many years, but as long as the people of the Demon King's Mercenary Group are around,
In my hands, he will definitely appear." Death said.
"Yes, my subordinates will do it immediately!" Augustus said, he stood up, bowed and exited the hall.
As soon as August walked out of the hall of this black castle, he saw a tall and graceful figure walking in gracefully at the entrance of the hall. She was wearing a long black dress with dark golden lines on the skirt.
The lace, intricately intertwined dark gold lace stripes is embroidered with a mandala, the flower of death, which represents her identity, because her name is mandala, a flower of death.
Her hair is gray, her face is as white as snow, and she is extremely beautiful. Her blue eyes are like a pool of turquoise sea water, rippling with little waves, and her delicate red lips are as blooming as roses, showing off her gorgeous appearance.
, her plump and sexy figure was even more undulating as she moved around, which was spectacular.
Seeing the woman walking in, the eyes of the God of Death shone slightly, and he said: "Mandala, you are finally back. Speaking of which, you have been traveling for several months. If you don't gain anything, you won't come back."
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Mandala's steps were graceful. After walking forward and looking at the two rows of kneeling black-robed warriors in the hall, she said, "You all, please step aside."
The God of Death didn't say anything. He waved with his right hand, and the black-robed warriors kneeling on the ground stood up and exited the hall neatly.
In an instant, only the God of Death and Mandala were left in the huge hall that was as large as a sacrificial hall and a martial arts arena.
Datura sniffed her nose and said, "Did you kill someone again?"
"Joseph, this incompetent fool, missed an opportunity to round up and capture the people who captured the Demon King's mercenary group. What's the use of saving it!" Death said coldly.
"I'm just suddenly curious, why are you suddenly targeting the Demon King's mercenary group?" Mandala asked, her green eyes turned, and she said, "Your real intention is to force out the original Demon King?"
"Of course, otherwise, why would I be so aggressive with a mere Demon King mercenary group?" said the God of Death.
"The Demon King led the Demon King Mercenary Group back then and created a myth in the mercenary world. However, even if the Demon King Mercenary Group had friction with my Death Temple, it was only a small amount of friction that could be ignored. Why is it being targeted in such a big way now?
The Demon King's mercenary group, forcing out the Demon King at all costs? For the transformation plan of the genetic warrior?" Mandala asked.
"Yes! Our genetic warrior transformation plan has reached an extremely critical stage. If we want to break through the final obstacle and make our genetic warriors stronger, this requires perfect blood fusion. The blood in the human body is very important after the transformation.
The gene has a strong sense of rejection, which is the key factor why our research has not been able to achieve further breakthroughs. This requires a strong and perfect bloodline to fuse the gene warrior's own bloodline, thereby resolving the sense of rejection of the modified gene on the human body.
.This requires a strong bloodline to neutralize."
"Could it be that the Demon King has this kind of powerful blood flowing in his body?" Mandala asked.
"No, of course not him! As far as I know, the powerful bloodline that can suppress the rejection of modified genes is the golden bloodline of the Gulanst family!" Death spoke, with a sharp cold light flashing in his eyes, he said, "
The Golden Family of Grantster can be said to be the oldest race in the world today. They have noble and powerful golden blood flowing in their bodies. This bloodline gives them natural divine power. The golden warriors of the Golden Family of Grantster a few centuries ago
Those who sweep across all sides are invincible. Therefore, the Golden Bloodline can be called one of the most powerful and noble bloodlines in the world."
"I have heard of the Grantster Golden Family, but I always thought it was just a rumor. Does this golden family really exist in the world?" Mandala asked.
"Of course, it does exist! It's just that the Golden Steady Family was not born and is not known to the world. In addition, the fertility rate of this family is extremely low, and the total population of the Golden Steady Family is only a few hundred people.
.This race sometimes fails to add a new population for several years, which shows its low fertility rate. If this were not the case, the Grantster Golden Family has such a powerful bloodline, and its race members are so huge that they would control most of them.
Earth." Death said.
Mandala's eyes rolled, she nodded and said: "That's it. But I still don't understand what is the connection between the Demon King and the Golden Race of Granster?"
"The Golden Race of Gulanst is extremely mysterious. No one knows where they live. This is a mystery. However, the Demon King once came into contact with the Golden Race of Gulanst." Death said in a deep voice.
"Huh? Is there such a thing?" A look of surprise appeared on Mandala's beautiful face.
"I only found out recently that when the Demon King was still in the Demon King's mercenary group, the princess of the Golden Race of Grantster had unfortunately fallen into the hands of a group of militants. Of course, the militants did not know the princess's identity.
True identity. At that time, the elders of the Golden Race of Gulanst found the Demon King's mercenary group and asked them to rescue their princess." Death spoke, and he continued, "The Demon King at that time took over this task, and they killed them all the way.
Then, he went up, killed this group of militants, and rescued the princess of the Golden Race of Gulanster. After the rescue, the Demon King personally escorted this noble princess all the way to the location of the Golden Race of Gulanster."
"I see. So you want to force out the Demon King and learn from the Demon King the whereabouts of the Golden Race of Glanster?" Mandala said.
The God of Death nodded, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Not everyone in the Golden Race of Gulanst has pure golden blood flowing in their bodies, and the blood of some people of the Golden Race is not pure.
.The information I have collected shows that the bloodline of the current princess of the Gulanster race is extremely pure, even comparable to the ancestor of this race. Therefore, as long as the golden race of Gulanster is defeated and their princess is captured alive, then my genetic warrior
The opportunity will come true. At that time, the whole world will be under my control!"
"What a great goal. Maybe the news I just got here can help you." Mandala said.
The God of Death's eyes flashed, as sharp as a knife, and he said, "What news?"
"Today, several people from Eastern China visited the major forces in the dark world with a portrait of a man. The Black Cross Temple, the Killer Temple, the Hell Organization, the Mafia, etc. all went to inquire. They seemed to want to
We need to verify the identity of the man in that portrait." Mandala spoke, she smiled softly and said, "I guess the man in the portrait is most likely the Demon King. You have seen the Demon King from a distance, maybe you can recognize it.
Come out and see if this person is the devil."
"Show me." Death stood up abruptly.
Mandala raised his right hand, and there was a black and white portrait in his hand.
The man in the portrait has a strong and handsome face, thick eyebrows like knives, and his eyes are deep and calm, like the deep starry sky with no edges visible at a glance, and there is a faint aura of domineering and overwhelming power.
This is surprisingly a portrait of Xiao Yunlong!
After the God of Death saw this portrait, his eyes suddenly darkened. He came to Mandala in a flash, reached out and took the portrait in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Gradually, an extremely rich aura of death filled the air from the God of Death, and he seemed to have truly transformed into the legendary God of Death. He said word by word: "It's him, the Demon King! Although I saw him from a distance.
I may have passed him, but I will never forget the aura he had! This man is the Demon King! Where is he?"
"This is the news I got from those men from China. From their bodies, I know where this person is." Mandala said.
"Send people to find these Chinese men immediately. I want to know the whereabouts of the Demon King." Death said in a deep voice.
"Do you need me to personally take action? Looking at this portrait, the Demon King should be a very domineering and powerful man. Such a man is really heartwarming."
Mandala's eyes flashed, and she exuded a charming and charming aura. She smiled and said.
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