Chapter 723: Bereaved?

The Black Emperor has disappeared, leaving only the soft loess on the ground. Robben was stunned for a while, scratching his head: "It's too fast to walk..."
Although there was no time to talk about the gems this time, Robben was still very happy. At least this time, a stone in his heart has settled. Since having such a nightmare, these days have always been very unhappy in his heart. Feeling uncomfortable with fidgeting.
Robben decided to immediately experiment with the method that Hei Di and himself said.
Although the Hei Di warned himself that this is very dangerous, but... this is not a good thing. I came here, although the Hei Di said that he must be very careful here, but until now, he has not encountered any unreasonable disasters. . To be honest, Robben is now very keen to know what the danger he might encounter is exactly.
There was no one around, Robben casually found a place leeward, and tore off a corner of the clothes he was lining inside. This clothes passed through the demon world over there. It stands to reason that it should have been said by the Black Emperor. Within range.
Concentrating his mental strength, Robben began to carefully feel the fluctuations in this corner of his clothes.
In a nutshell, everything has its own specific fluctuations. The world is composed of various elements, and these elements aggregate to form various fluctuations, and as the combination is different, the object also appears The various fluctuation patterns, the spiritual search of a magician, are based on such fluctuations that are common to all things.
Robben's mental power spread out, spreading into the surrounding space, and at the same time, he focused on exploring the corner of his clothes.
At first it was nothing. It was just such a ragged corner, but gradually, Robben discovered that this corner of clothing was different from everything around it, the earth, grass, air... everything seemed to be the same. There are some subtle differences in this garment corner.
Heavy
This is a very peculiar feeling, this piece of clothing is light and fluttering, but Robben feels a bit that it feels heavier than the ground under his feet, or is...real
Everything is illusory
Hei Di's words flashed through Robben's mind...
Robben took a deep breath and looked up again to observe the surroundings. No one was in sight.
Following the fluctuation of the corner of this garment, Robben began to attach his mental power to the corner of the garment, simulating the vibration of the corner of this garment.
This is somewhat similar to mental resonance, this time it is resonance with a dead object.
Hei Di only said that he wanted to stimulate this kind of fluctuation, but he didn't explain how to do it. Robben was just experimenting, but from the results, Robben knew that he had guessed it correctly. The fluctuation of this piece of clothing is obviously changing. Strong.
The magnitude of Robbenga’s mental shock...
Finally, this piece of clothing suddenly disappeared automatically, and it shook slightly and floated.
Robben looked hopefully at this piece of clothing that looked a little fuzzy and not light, and once again increased the amplitude of mental vibration...
"Hiss..." In the small sound, a faint black ripple swayed from the corner of the clothes. After that, the corner of the clothes began to vibrate violently, and the black ripples melted into the water. The same spread out.
Robben was suddenly shocked. This black ripple was a kind of spatial turbulence. It would usually appear near the space gate when using spatial magic. This spatial turbulence was relatively stable and generally did not cause any harm.
Very strongly, Robben felt that the space was changing within a few tens of centimeters around the corner of the clothing, and the black ripples spread out, and the space seemed to be broken.
Could it be... there is a space crack?
Robben was very surprised. The space magic in this world was so limited that he could only make short-distance space jumps and tear open a space crack in space. It was extremely difficult. I didn't expect it to be small now. The cloth piece actually did this.
However, Robben soon discovered that the space crack did not appear, and the space around the cloth piece entered a chaotic and stable state, with countless spatial turbulences, but it did not continue to evolve, as if...
It's like the chaos after another space overlaps this space...
Thinking of this, Robben's heart suddenly brightened. Could the fluctuation of this piece of clothing brought about the turbulence of the original Demon Realm in another space?
He quickly took out his magic hourglass, and Robben cautiously moved it close to the small black space.
Although the surrounding world was dark and lifeless, the magic hourglass still slowly slipped off his own fine magic sand grains, faithfully recording the time, and the next moment, when Robben stuck the magic hourglass into the unstable Time in space
The sand of the magic hourglass... is still...
Robben looked at the sand quietly hovering in the middle of the hourglass with great joy. The Black Emperor did not lie to himself. The time of the two worlds is completely different. The sand in the magic hourglass will not deceive.
For an instant, Robben felt relieved, and was shocked to find that a layer of sweat was on his forehead.
Wiping his sweat, Robben couldn't help but laughed at himself: "This time he was suspicious, and he still had such a dream. As expected, everything in the dream was inaccurate."
Just thinking about it with joy, Robben suddenly moved in spirit and became alert, and turned to the direction of Gasoline City, a cloud of colorful clouds was rolling in, rushing toward him.
The special person in the mouth of the black emperor is hurriedly approaching here
Robben hurriedly shrank his hands, put the magic hourglass into his arms, and dissipated the mental fluctuations on the corner of his clothes. The corner of his clothes was also put into his pocket, and he twisted his body to hide his body.
Soon, the wind blew steadily again, the grass rustled, and the world was running again with high efficiency.
"thump"
The ground trembled, and a huge object hit the ground. The invisible Robben was quite surprised not far away. It was not someone else who came here, but the plump-eared "Trotters" City Lord.
Is he still in Gasoline City now? Robben couldn't help muttering in his heart.
Falling to the ground, the former city lord "Pig's Trotter" twisted his fat body, looking around carefully with a pair of small eyes, Robben held his breath and tried not to make a sound.
The former city lord, who looked as ridiculous as a pig, looked a bit gloomy on his face now, with murderous intent floating in his eyes, and his whole body tense, but he looked more like a beast that chose to eat.
"Obviously... it's here..."
Looking around, there was a bit of doubt in the eyes of the pig's hoof. The surroundings were empty, there was nothing at all, and there was no place to hide. If you have to say something, then you only have to dig a pit. Buried.
"Ok?"
Pig's hoof wrinkled his slinging eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the soft soil on the ground. The surrounding ground was dry and hard. Only this little Peng soil seemed to have been turned over.
Luo Ben couldn't help but jump in his heart. When the Black Emperor came just now, he was using the clay body, what would this pig's hoof find?
Pig's hoof walked to the Peng soil and stretched out his hand, but soon had to give up this action-because he couldn't bend at all...
Robben almost laughed aloud. The pig's feet are long and fat. He can only see his stomach when he lowers his head. He can never see his toes. Now he wants to grab a piece of dirt on the ground. The difficulty is too high. Big...
Pig's trotters showed a bit of irritation on his face, took two steps back, his hands flashed with blue light, and the dirt on the ground flew into his hands like a living thing.
After staring at it with small eyes for a long time, the pig's hoof didn't notice anything wrong. It was just ordinary dirt, and the ground was everywhere...
After watching and smelling, even tasting, finally the pig's feet spit out and threw away the dirt in his hands...
Clapping the dust on his hands, Zhu's feet coldly looked around again with his small eyes, and after finding nothing, his face couldn't help showing disappointment.
The shadow on his face slowly subsided, and the murderous spirit in his small eyes gradually disappeared. The trotters walked back and forth two steps, seeming to be very irritable.
"What the did I come to this kind of ghost place? Isn't it just a city lord? If you lose it, you will lose it. Maybe sometime you can sit back, hum what will that foolish kid who can only play with witches, sooner or later be Kick down, don’t worry...don’t worry...you will have a chance sooner or later."
Robben curiously listened to the trotters pacing back and forth while muttering to himself. It seemed that the trotters nowadays are different from the ones just now.
Lifting his fat palm, he patted his heavy cheek loudly, and the pig's hoof nodded: "Okay, I am going crazy when I go back. Why am I running around for no reason?"
After that, the pig's feet turned into a blue light and flew straight to the direction of Gaso City.
Robben slowly emerged from the air when the pig's hoof was gone and completely invisible.
Looking at the direction of Gasoline City, Robben muttered to himself: "It turns out that this pig's hoof is also a special guy, no wonder everything is normal in Gasoline City."
Looking back at the mud thrown away by the pig's trotter, Luo Ben felt a worry. The guy who came this time was the trotter. Could this be the reason why the Black Emperor wanted to stay away from these special people? Once there is any situation, these special people will have the opportunity to find themselves after hearing the wind?
Robben clearly felt that the pig's hoof that had just arrived was carrying a brutal murderous aura, but after not finding the target, the murderous aura disappeared without a trace, and it seemed from his self-talk. It can be judged that he didn't come here on his own, and he didn't even know what he was doing just now.
Silently watching the surroundings return to the dark gray world again, Robben was a little more cautious, and the words of the Black Emperor's high-level himself really made sense. In the future, he must pay careful attention to those special existences. it is good.
Robben returned to Gasoline City, looking at the bustling streets in the city, the endless stream of people, but he knew in his heart that in this living world, there was murderous intent.
After entering the city lord's mansion, Xiao Nalan was already ready to eat.
Robben looked at the white and tender dumplings in front of him, and couldn't help but smile happily: "This time I really made them decent, eh... Did you forget to put salt in the sink?"
Nalan immediately puffed up his eyes and vowed to say: "How come I have been thinking about it."
Robben nodded. In fact, his own requirements are not high. Dumplings are difficult to say, but it is not easy to make them delicious. Xiao Nalan's culinary talent is also in his eyes. As long as the dumplings are salty, they are pretty good...
Picking up a dumpling, Robben threw it into his mouth.
Maybe the hands are small. The dumplings made by Xiao Nalan are also small, but the dumpling skins are pretty good. Robben took a bite...
"How's the master? Isn't it... good... delicious?" Little Nalan hesitated slowly, because Robben's face... was a little weird, it seemed the same as when he tasted delicious things... Some gaps.
"Nalan, you... didn't you try it first?"
Nalan slobbered: "This...I...I didn't dare"
Robben fell instantly...
"How much salt did you put?" Robben hurriedly threw a water ball into his mouth.
Knowing that he must have made a mistake again, Nalan stretched out his hand nervously, compared to a small gesture, just... let it go..."
"Here, this is your dumpling, eat it." Robben handed the dumpling to Xiao Nalan.
"Master, you haven't... have eaten..." Xiao Nalan was bitter, but still tried to lick the dumpling skins, "It's not salty..."
"Idiot, did you put a pound of salt in it? It's almost salty to me. This time I'm not qualified. Give me a hard time next time." Robben poked Xiao Nalan's nose.
"Could it be too much?" Xiao Nalan bit the dumpling, and then his thin eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, as if suddenly remembering something...
"Could it be that I put it three times?"
Robben glared at Xiao Nalan with an angry look: "It seems to be more than that, but you have firmly remembered what I said, and you did not forget to put the salt."
Nalan scratched his head awkwardly.
The two were talking chuckles, but there was a faint sound nearby. Robben turned his head and the jelly-like water bones had already swallowed all the dumplings on his plate.
"Well...it's just right, he won't feel salty living on the ground, maybe he still needs to add some salt, leave the dumplings to him, now... um, let's go back to eat"
"Go back?" Little Nalan was a little strange.
Robben stood up and was already walking outwards: "Of course it's going back to our cafeteria to eat. The food made by the cooks here may not really suit my taste."
Nalan smiled immediately and followed happily. Speaking of which, he had walked some places, but when it came to eating, the food in the master's cafeteria was delicious.
Robben and Xiao Nalan arrived at the training camp all the way, and the witches guarding at the door immediately looked solemn and saluted: "Master of the City"
"Forget it, forget it, I'm a trainer here, don't make me look like an outsider, but I come home to eat."
The witches of the guard looked at each other hesitantly, with smiles on their faces: "Master Robben, welcome back."
"Hmm..." Robben nodded in satisfaction, "How's it? The food in the cafeteria is pretty delicious recently, right?"
A witch replied: "Yes, Lord Robben, but there are a lot of sisters... eh" The witch was taken aback, and was immediately stopped by her companion's gaze.
Robben smiled: "There's nothing to be afraid of. Actually, I also know that the cafeteria is still too small and can't share the food and drink of the Witch Training Camp. Were the leaders of Lal and Camut more fierce before? And it costs a lot of money. , I didn’t say, but this time we won. We have money. I am going to... expand some scale. Hehe, things will get better soon. Don’t worry."
After entering the training camp, Robben and Xiao Nalan went straight to the canteen above the hospital, where they ordered a large table of food and began to chew.
Robben is not hungry. When he comes to this world, Robben hardly feels thirsty or sleepy, but Robben now likes to eat something. All of these dishes are cooked by Salsa, and everyone does. Like to eat...
Robben had one bite without a bite to eat, but Xiao Nalan feasted on the other side, eating very happily. When Robben noticed, Xiao Nalan was already adding a third bowl of rice.
"Nalan, how do you eat so much for your small body? Can't you support it?" Robben asked with a smile. In memory, Nalan was very elegant in eating and did not eat much. It seems that most of the witches are like this. Except for very special circumstances, they are quiet, but they eat quickly, silently, and should be trained. of.
"Anyway, I'm your witch, you will decide on the issue of eating. You will never starve me to death?" Xiao Nalan took his third bowl of rice, and picked up a large piece of meat next to him...
"Um...According to this way of eating, a witch's life has hundreds of years, ah~~ I'm going to be poor by you." Robben joked.
"I will compensate you." Little Nalan muttered.
The two chatted unhurriedly, but a witch walked up the stairs. She saw the little Nalan who was eating and drinking, her eyes lit up and she walked up.
"Naren, you're back" The witch who walked up was Camute, who seemed to have come to eat too.
Nalan's mouth was so full that it was worth nodding, and he continued to eat after making a double "hmm" with his nose.
Camuute smiled, then turned around and bowed slightly to Robben: "My Lord of the City"
Robben chuckled happily: "It's not bad to be a city lord. There are people everywhere to give salutes, but it's too tiring to be like this. I have to go back when people give salutes... I think let's forget it, here... it's mine. Home, you are the guest when you come to eat, so you don’t have to be polite, just as before. Sit down and ask someone to add food."
Camute's eyes flashed when he looked at Robben, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Then... the subordinates are presumptuous."
Robben smiled helplessly: "Okay, don't be polite. This is not an officialdom. I'm not finished with what I eat."
The smile on Camute's face was even stronger, and he turned to call a witch who had been waiting behind him, ordered a few things, and sat directly at the table.
Robben looked at Camuute, Camuute's gaze fell on Little Nalan, his face was a kind of love that could hardly be found in the face of the witch.
Hey...If he weren't here, he would be a good wife and mother.
Robben coughed and said, "Ms. Camute, I have one thing I want to discuss with you."
Camute turned his head: "Master Robben, please speak."
Robben noticed the change of title. Although he was kind, he still maintained respect, which is not bad...
"I was not embarrassed to talk about it before, because it would cost a lot of money. Building this hospital and canteen has already cost a lot of money. I'm afraid to tell you that you and Lal will kick me out of here."
Camuute couldn't help but smile, and he felt a little calm in his heart. Although this Robben became the lord of the city, his attitude towards himself seemed to have not changed much from before.
"Lord Robben, if you have anything to say, you are the owner of this place. We will definitely consider your words carefully."
"Well... Actually, it's nothing big, but... I want to change the current situation of the training camp. I will discuss the specific things with you again, but now I can understand that this change may be a bit big, but The direction is good, and I hope to win your agreement."
Camuut's eyes were surprised: "Change the situation in the training camp, this change... Can Lord Robben give an example?"
Robben thought for a while and said, "For example, the management of the training camp is not systematic, and the training is too harsh. Many witches have to withdraw because of injuries before they have adapted to the environment, and the facilities here are also very good. It's not perfect. There was no medical institution before. This is ridiculous."
Camuut’s face was full of surprise: "Master Robben, after you came here, this training camp has indeed improved, but... all the training camps in the Demon World are managed in this way and trained in this way. , Our witch... has lived like this for thousands of years."
"It hasn't changed for thousands of years? That means this lifestyle is no longer suitable for you."
Camuute was stunned, obviously he didn't understand Robben's words.
"I have almost understood the training content of the witch. At Nalan, I also learned a lot of the details of the training camp. So I think the situation in the training camp is not good now. The selection of witch instructors is very random. They may have been excellent warriors, but this does not mean that they can teach other witches well, and the teaching methods of each witch instructor are very surprised, and the training methods and training methods are also different. For the witches, there is almost no guarantee that they can train safely, safely, and improve their strength wholeheartedly. I think these are very messy..."
After thinking about it, Robben finally added: "That is... the management of the training camp is unscientific."
"Science...?" Camute's mouth twitched, and he heard the word for the first time.
"That..." Camuute didn't know what to say.
"In short, I want to carry out a series of reforms. These will be discussed in detail with you in the future, but I want to confirm one thing to you now."
"What...what is it?"
"In the training camp, a small hospital is enough. The witches have mastered the necessary means of self-rescue, and they will also use healing magic. However, these canteens are not big enough. Now every day, It can only accommodate a small number of witches. Many witches are still eating their previous food, which is very bad for the body, especially for those who are underage. You see, Nalan eats so many things every day. Those foods are not enough for these witches."
"So... I want to add the canteen to the tenth floor at once, and change its name... Call: Robben Food Center, what do you think?"
"Ten floors?" Camuute couldn't help but stared.
"Well, this way, we can provide all the witches with the necessary food every day. You need to eat enough to train better, right?"
"But we don't have so many witches to work. There are already hundreds of witches working here. If it's on the tenth floor..."
Robben smiled: "You don't have to worry about this. At the beginning, I couldn't help it, but now I want to ask for your opinion, that is, those who don't have qualified witches, can we not send them to the army, so... Cruel, what do you think of us leaving them here and working here as a salesperson?"
"This... the unqualified witch was sent to the army. This is stipulated by the law." Camuut looked at Robben with a stunned eyes. This new city lord has too many ideas.
"That's it..." Robben pondered: "Well, anyway, I'll find a way to get people, and they are all witches. If there is no foreigner, let's expand the cafeteria. How about? I think we won this time. The money is enough for this."
"If it's just an expansion of the cafeteria, I think it should be okay, and she will agree to Lars." Camute nodded slightly.
"Um... that's good, let's eat first, your food is here."
After eating, Robben inspected his own site. Whether it is a hospital or a cafeteria, it is now operating very well. There are some fixed witches working here, and some witches work in turn. It does not appear to be messy at all. Robben is satisfied that the beds in the hospital have finally begun to appear vacant. I remember that at the beginning, every day there were injured witches lying here. Now this situation means that the witches' ability to heal themselves has been greatly improved. Promoted.
Saying goodbye to Camuute, Robben and Xiao Nalan left the training camp and went back to the city lord’s mansion. Camuute stood at the gate of the training camp, watching Xiao Nalan slowly leave with a wry smile on his face: "Little Girl, eat so many things, and you are not afraid of getting fat in the future, how can you please the master like that..."
Returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Robben was told that the treasurer was waiting in the lobby, saying that he had something to report, and Robben had to sway his stomach full of food and came to the reception hall.
As soon as he entered the door, Robben couldn't help but stunned. It was not someone else standing inside, it was the city lord of Pigshoe.
It is difficult to be demoted from the city lord to the treasurer. Logically speaking, it should be transferred far away. The new county grandfather and the old county grandfather are officials in the same yamen, which is so awkward...
"The Lord of the City"
Seeing Robben coming in, the pig's hoof hurriedly bends over and salutes, with a charming smile on his face, but it is a pity that he can't play with his waist, and the folds on his face are also very ugly...
"You... have become the treasurer?" Robben looked up and down at this pig's hoof, and now he is trying to smile to himself, the murderousness in his eyes on the wilderness has long disappeared, and he looks like a pig that can laugh. .
"Yes, it is the Lord Santos who is really memorable, and I still remember his subordinates." Pig's hoof looked flattering.
Only then did Robben begin to ponder that he has been the lord of the city for two days, and he has not yet seen the officials of his staff. It is really a misstep. He does not even know that the pig's hoof is still under his own hands.
"What do you want, let's talk..." Robben took out the style of the city lord, and sat on his chair with a golden sword. To this guy, Robben is not welcome. In the wilderness, this pig's hoof It also seemed to be thinking about pulling himself off his horse.
Pig's hoof leaned a few steps closer, and said cautiously: "My lord, that...that seems to have appeared again."
"Huh?" Robben frowned, "What, that, this, to make it clear, what appeared?"
Pig's trotters' face was slightly surprised, but he immediately concealed the past and said, "It's...the survivors"
Robben's eyebrows deepened, but this time he didn't ask any questions. Obviously, it would be stupid to ask again. This survivor seems to be something that he should know but don't know.
"Where? When?" Robben quickly asked with a solemn expression on his face.
"It's in a wilderness about two hundred miles west of the city." Trotter replied in a low voice.
Robben couldn't help but froze, isn't that the uninhabited wilderness he found?
"over there?"
"Yes, the subordinate is ashamed. At that time, the subordinate was attracted by the breath and went to check, but found nothing. At the time, I thought it was my brain confusion, but I was shocked on the way back. It must have appeared again. Subordinates are unconscious"
Robben quickly calculated in his heart that he finally had a door. He has been in this world for so long, but he has never understood it. Now this pig's hoof is a golden key to his understanding of the world.
"I appeared there...and why?" Robben pretended to be meditative.
"The subordinates don't know, but since they appeared...it must be a plot to Gaso City, so the subordinates suggest that the lord of the city make preparations in case of accidents."
Robben nodded, but didn't ask too much. The survivor in the mouth of this pig's hoof is almost certainly himself, and since he said he has appeared again, he must have appeared before, but it is definitely not If he guessed right, maybe it was the fighters that the Black Emperor said, the soldiers who had been sent here but never returned.
Bereaved
After thinking about it, Robben nodded: "I know, I didn't care too much about those survivors before. You must know where the detailed information about them is in Gasoline City?"
"Subordinates know," Zhuti answered quickly.
"Bring them all to me, it seems we are going to deal with them"
"Is it the subordinates to do it?" Trotter nodded and retired. The flattering appearance made Robben feel particularly funny.
Finding these materials, you can at least know what kind of existence you are in this world... Robben thought in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little more annoyed, everything here is weird, but the Black Emperor has nothing. If you don't tell me, I really don't know if this kid is playing tricks.
Thinking of the appearance of the black emperor, Robben remembered another appearance of the black emperor he saw when he went to the black fortress this time. In comparison, the black emperor looked more pleasing to the eye.
"Master is so boring... let's go to bed" Little Nalan showed his head from behind Robben's big chair, and hugged Robben's neck to act like a baby.
"Go to bed after eating, be careful and become a little fat pig...just like that pig's feet"
Nalan shook his head vigorously: "I won't be like that guy, fat, ugly, and ugly to kill me... No matter how much I eat, I will definitely become a beautiful witch, just like a teacher. That way, not more beautiful than the teacher, more beautiful than all the witches"
Robben couldn't help laughing. The little girls were really full of longing for the slender and beautiful sisters, hoping that one day they could become so beautiful, even the witches who have to fight with them all their lives.
"Well, if you are sleepy, go to sleep. The room has been cleaned up for you. Remember not to go to my room and not to drool in my bed" Robben warned Nalan very seriously.
Nalan blinked: "Then...I don't drool."
"No" Robben strictly refused.
"Stingy" Little Nalan snorted, turned and ran away.
"Noisy little girl..."
Little Nalan ran out one after another, and the pig's hoof came back from the outside, holding a thick material in his hand. Robben did not see that this pig's hoof was quite efficient.
After receiving the materials, Robben sent the trotters away and opened the materials.
Bereaved family is a general term for a type of demons. These demons have different races and different status. There are no rules at all, and there have even been cases of bereaved families in the royal family.
No one knows the origin of the bereaved clan, but the emergence of the bereaved clan has brought many disasters to the devil world, and even the situation where there is no life in the world.
The emergence of the bereaved clan is also irregular. Many demon clan with a good origin and pure bloodline that can be traced back thousands of years have become bereaved clan overnight.
In the eyes of all demons, the survivors are the pronouns of devil, destroyer and killing.
One of the biggest characteristics of the bereaved family is that they carry a terrifying aura that does not belong to this world. Many bereaved families can kill their opponents with this aura alone, and almost no grass grows wherever they go, and their lives are extinct. This breath will cause other demons to produce fear, confusion, hatred, resentment... and many other negative emotions, usually a survivor enters a city, and then all demons in the entire city will fall into madness and destruction... ...Killing...become the only thing that exists in this city...
The survivors are the slayers who suddenly descended on the demon world, infecting the surrounding demons like a plague, and then causing greater destruction. According to this information, the survivors are still unconfirmed and why they appeared here. Conclusively, but judging from the emergence of all the bereaved clan, it seems that the bereaved clan is looking for something, and they have appeared in the demon world on purpose.
"Bereaved?" Robben frowned deeply.
Robben is almost certain that the horrible aura mentioned in the information is actually the aura of the original demon world, just like the aura inspired by his own corner of clothing.
No wonder the Black Emperor had to be cautious himself, it turned out... those demons who had come to perform the task had already been branded with the mark that must be removed.
There is not much useful information in this document. Most of them record that the bereaved were there on a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, and then responded as if they were there. What made Robben's heart sinking was that these bereaved families were ultimately all They were all besieged to death by a large number of powerful warriors and wizards from the Demon World...
In terms of data, the breath of the bereaved family is called the source of death. He will infect all the demons close to him, making those demons chaotic and crazy. This breath also has a strong attraction to the powerful demons. The nearby powerful existences attracted the bereaved side, and after that, it was a tragic fight that did not distinguish between the enemy and me. Countless outstanding demon warriors in history died like this, but in many cases, the bereaved family that caused the incident survived alone. Come down and continue to the next city...
"Plague..." Robben pressed his eyebrows deeply and couldn't help clenching his fists. Could it be... if he was not careful, would he cause huge confusion? What is going on in this world?
Closing the information gently, Robben fell into thought.
Now Robben understands a few things. First: This world is indeed dangerous for him, but he didn't notice it before. Second: I should quickly destroy all the things I brought when I came. Third: I must find the gem as soon as possible, or use substitutes to determine who are the special people around. It is very obvious~EbookFREE.me~ The special people mentioned by the Black Emperor, for the breath of another demon world Unusually sensitive, he just released a small piece of clothing, and the pig's feet rushed past more than two hundred miles in the first time.
"Gem..." Robben couldn't help sighing. Maybe that gem is in the belly of some sea beast now, or it's caught between the teeth... The effect of his own copy is very bad, this is really great. The trouble, Black Emperor seems to say that that gem is the only one...
"The bereaved family, what a good name...every one is left here...forever" Robben threw the information in his hands on the table.
I don’t want to lose my life here like those demon warriors. I have a wife and children waiting for me. Sasha is still waiting to pass the door. Metz is waiting for her baby to be named. Fanny is also waiting for her. A big fat son...
"Bereaved? Lao Tzu is not a bereaved Lao Tzu is a human"
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