“DEICIDE”。
The bright red tattoo was dazzling and dazzling!
"God … Slayer …"
Yang Cheng murmured. The meaning of this word, Yang Cheng would not naively think that they were like some bored and boastful young men, just to disguise a certain part of a woman's body.
Ron, who was good at observation, quickly saw the uniform tattoo on these people's hands, and his face turned ashen!
God slayer?! What a big tone!!
A few years ago, when Yang Cheng got the divinity from the previous King of Hell, it was not considered slaying a god. It was just because his strength was enough to bear the divinity, and it seemed that by chance, he got the divinity of the King of Hell who was seeking liberation.
The so-called "slaying a god to become a god" was more of a rumor and exaggeration in the outside world. Yang Cheng himself never really felt that he was a god slayer.
In fact, in a sense, the gods who had reached the level of the twelve main gods could not be killed, unless they gave up reincarnation, passed away the divinity, or dispersed their divine sense.
The reason why the main gods were superior to those dead gods was not only that the law of space had reached a very high level, but their own spiritual power had also been able to completely preserve their own divinity and divine sense to carry out a complete reincarnation.
The strength of the law of space and the level of spiritual power also determined the time of awakening after the reincarnation of the main god, whether it was long or short.
The five white-robed golden-masked men in front of him dared to use DEICIDE as a uniform tattoo. Yang Cheng could not help but wonder about their origins.
At this time, Nasri, who had landed, grinned, "It's good that you came down, so as not to destroy our room."
After saying that, the bald man rushed over again like a smoothbore cannonball. The sprinting traces brought a strong wind, and every step he took shook the ground.
The white-robed man in the middle suddenly reached out and clenched his fist!
"Bang!"
Nasri was one meter away from the five people when he was suddenly bounced back!
"Ahhh!!"
Nasri cried out in pain. He did not expect that there would be something like an air wall.
Because the reaction force was too strong, he directly rolled and rolled across the ground, leaving a long mark, and directly rolled up a gully on the concrete floor!
However, Nasri's body was still unscathed, but his pair of boots were so eye-catching that they had no bottom!
The surrounding mercenaries exclaimed. They couldn't see how the white-robed freak did it. In a flash, Nasri rushed forward and bounced back!
On the other hand, Yang Cheng's pupils involuntarily constricted. Spatial barrier?!
Although this was only a very basic use of space, it was still a use of space law!
These people could use the Law of Space!?
Even though the technique was not the same as the Protoss, and the formation method was rather peculiar, it was indeed the power of space!
However, Huang Xiaolong couldn't sense any divine aura from these people, and they didn't have godheads either. Just who were they?!
If ordinary humans could also use the Law of Space, then the gods would have no choice but to abandon the Treaty of Gods and unseal it without any scruples. Only then could they protect themselves!
The eyes of those white robes that were exposed outside the masks also looked towards Yang Cheng. Among them, there was a hint of strange mockery.
Nasri was beaten back twice in a row, and he didn't know what was going on. Although he was not injured, he felt that he had lost all his face and was very angry.
The long-haired white man with triangular eyes on the side laughed strangely and said, "Nasri, do you need help? You seem to be struggling. You lost your face in front of His Majesty Pluto. How are you going to explain to General Solon?"
"Go to hell, Dimon, I haven't used my strength yet!" Nasri said angrily.
Just as Nasri's momentum continued to rise, and he was about to fight with these guys, Yang Cheng's figure flashed silently. He came to his side and patted Nasri on the shoulder.
Nasri's momentum suddenly fell, and he asked doubtfully, "What's the matter, Your Majesty Pluto, do you want to do it yourself? This won't do! Who do they think they are! "
Yang Cheng smiled indifferently, "Forget it, I mean, since the competition starts tomorrow, if someone dies and disqualifies, the loss outweighs the gain. Since they also came to participate, sooner or later, you will meet them. Today, don't expose your strength first."
Nasri thought about it and agreed. It was more fulfilling than killing the opponent on the field, "But … Your Excellency, what about our room?"
Yang Cheng turned back and waved to the hotel owner, Hassan, and asked, "Hassan, your hotel, how much does a VIP suite cost?"
Hassan wondered, but he still replied, "About 100,000 euros."
Yang Cheng nodded and suddenly jumped to the balcony of the VIP suite and walked in by himself.
When the five white-robed weirdos saw this, they immediately jumped up and didn't bother to pay attention to Nasri downstairs.
But when everyone was wondering what Yang Cheng was going to do, from the VIP suite, there were several fierce explosions!
"Boom boom boom!!"
A large expanse of crimson flames shot out from the balconies and windows like fire snakes, giving everyone a fright!
The white-robed weirdos who were about to go in were also swallowed by the fire snakes at that moment!
Downstairs, the Arab boss, Hassan, suddenly came to a realization and exclaimed, but it was too late to stop it!
Everyone felt the blazing heat, and Nasri and the others also felt a little uncomfortable.
Who would have thought that Yang Cheng would blow up all three suites!
On the balcony, when the flames dissipated, everyone was surprised to find that the five white-robed weirdos were floating in the air unscathed. No one saw how they avoided the scorching flames.
Yang Cheng came out of the suite that had turned into a pile of debris. He didn't find it strange that these guys weren't injured. He only used a little Nanming Li Fire, so it was normal for them to use a spatial barrier to block it.
"Alright, now that the room is like this, I won't stop you if you want to stay." Yang Cheng spread out his hands.
"Hades, this is the behavior of a coward. Why, don't you dare to fight us head-on?" The leading white-robed man sneered in English without any accent.
Yang Cheng chuckled, "If I make a move, you will have to die, and that will drag down my contestants. Anyway, you won't leave Sicily Island during this period of time, so I'm not in a hurry."
"You sure talk big. You don't seem to understand the meaning of the word on the back of our hands."
"God slaying?" Yang Cheng smiled evilly, "I originally thought that watching the Caesar Assembly this time was to accompany my woman for entertainment. Your appearance made me somewhat look forward to it. I'll wait for you guys."
With that, Yang Cheng floated downstairs.
The five white-robed weirdos didn't have any intention of chasing after him. They were obviously not in a hurry.
After landing, Yang Cheng said to Ron, "Give Hassan 400,000 euros, let's go."
"Your Majesty Pluto! That's it? "Nasri asked unwillingly.
"Idiot, do you want to be disqualified? If you can't participate, the commission will be reduced. Do you want all your brothers to hate the five of us? "The long-haired Dimon rolled his eyes at him.
After quickly signing a check to Hassan, Ron came up and asked, "Your Majesty Pluto, since we can't stay here, let's go to the Cassano Hotel by the sea. Our family has invested there. Although it is far from the venue, the conditions are not worse than here."
Fidero on the side was a little anxious. He pulled his father's sleeve, "Father, it's a little inconvenient."
Ron frowned, "Why?"
Fidero didn't speak, but he glanced at Cai Ning and Qiangwei, who had been watching the situation quietly, with a bit of worry in his eyes.
Ron suddenly thought of something and began to think carefully.
Qiangwei and Cai Ning were curious about the white-robed weirdos, so they didn't notice the weird expressions of Ron and his son.
Yang Cheng patted Fidero's shoulder understandingly and said with a deep smile, "Don't think too much, my woman is not ordinary, nothing will happen."
Ron and his son nodded slightly awkwardly and asked Yang Cheng and the others to get in the car. Nasri and the other five contestants naturally followed along.
When the crowd outside the Federico Hotel dispersed, the five white-robed weirdos stood on the top floor of the hotel, looking at Yang Cheng and his team leaving.
"Ares, are you letting him go just like that? He doesn't seem to be a threat to us," a white-robed weirdo asked.
The white-robed weirdo in the middle sneered, "A half-baked Lord God naturally has no ability … Don't worry, the show has just begun. When they are all here, wouldn't it be better to deal with them all at once?"
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