Chapter 1010
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In less than an hour, Neuss, Barton and others gathered their trusted aides in the new secret stronghold. There were a total of 24 people including Neuss. Dean didn't know most of them but none of them didn't know him.
"Sergei is stationed in the dark barrier of the outer wall. I have sent a message to him but it may take a while." Neuss said to Dean.
Dean nodded: "Is there any news about the uranium crystals?"
"It will take some time. I have used all my contacts and intelligence network to collect it. Many people have promised to trade with us. I estimate that it will be around five or six o 'clock in the evening." Neuss replied.
Dean took out his pocket watch. It was two o 'clock in the afternoon. In other words, he would have to wait for three or four hours.
"Let's go to the outer wall and meet up with Sergei. In addition, leave someone here to collect the uranium crystals." Dean got up. He felt dizzy as if he was suffering from anemia. He paused for a moment but soon recovered.
The eyes of the people gathered in the hall were filled with awe. They immediately stepped aside and made way for him. They all lowered their heads and looked at their toes, not daring to look up.
Neuss, Barton and other trusted aides of Dean followed behind him. They were surrounded by remote streets. There were no pedestrians but a group of black ponies gathered on the side of the street. The horses weren't big. They were almost the same height as a donkey. Even a short woman could sit on them.
However, even though these little black horses weren't large in size, they were kings among horses. They were extremely well-known, and their names were Wolf Horses.
Wolf-horses were flexible, wild and bloodthirsty. They fed on meat. Even hunters would find it difficult to tame them. They could travel three thousand miles during the day and ten thousand at night. They could reach a maximum speed of two hundred and fifty miles per hour. Even outside the giant wall, they could still gallop.
Wolf horses were expensive and only sold by the Monster Research Institute. Generally, they were equipped to the masters of the families with high status and background.
Dean was surprised to see the wolf horses. He didn't expect that Neuss and others were doing better than he had imagined.
"Master, please." Neuss led the way.
Dean came to the front of the wolf horses. The wolf horses turned their heads as he approached. They bared their sharp teeth. Their heads looked like those of a wolf and a horse. They were full of murderous aura. If it was an ordinary person they would have been scared off.
Dean turned a blind eye to it and walked straight past.
As he got closer, the wolf horses quickly retracted their sharp teeth. They whimpered and retreated, as if they were afraid of something.
Dean turned over and sat on the back of a slightly larger wolf-horse. The wolf-horse's limbs were soft, and it was almost lying down. It kept whining in a low voice. Soon, there was a crashing sound. Dean looked down and saw that the wolf-horse was urinating and its limbs were shaking like a sieve. It would fall down at any time.
Neuss and his confidants were dumbfounded. They knew how violent and difficult it was to tame a wolf horse. They didn't expect that Dean didn't do anything but the wolf horse was so scared that it almost fainted. What was going on?
Dean was also puzzled. He didn't deliberately release his murderous aura, nor did he reveal his magic mark's aura. It was reasonable to say that the feeling he showed at the moment should be similar to that of an ordinary person. How could this wolf-horse be so unbearable?
"Young master, do you want to change to another one?" Neuss stepped forward and wiped his sweat.
Dean helplessly turned over and walked towards the next wolf-horse.
The other wolf-horses behind this one instinctively retreated. It seemed that the wolf-horse that Dean was staring at also wanted to retreat. However its limbs were nailed to the ground. It whimpered as if it was begging. Its limbs couldn't help but tremble.
Dean was speechless. He stopped and said: "You ride the horses. I'll fly over."
Neuss saw that the wolf-horses didn't dare to let Dean get close to them. There was a trace of embarrassment on his face: "Master, how about I find another carriage for you?"
"No need." Dean shook his head. He wanted to stimulate the power of the splitter's magic marks.
However, the familiar feeling didn't appear. He found that he couldn't feel the power of the magic marks!
"How …" Dean was startled. He couldn't help but look down at his body. He tried to stimulate the splitter's magic body … There was no response.
Dean was surprised. Was his magic marks removed? He couldn't help but want to see the situation inside his body. His vision changed. His clothes and epidermal fat layer were penetrated. He could see the internal organs and bones inside his body.
He was startled for a moment but his vision quickly returned to normal.
"The clairvoyance ability is still there. How come there is no response from the demonic body …" Dean was relieved. However, he couldn't help but doubt. He recalled the feeling when he stimulated the clairvoyance ability. It seemed that it was the instinct of the body. He didn't use the power of the magic marks to pour into the pupils.
"Could it be …" He seemed to be deep in thought, and his heart moved.
Puff!
The sound of cutting suddenly rang out, and there was also a wailing sound that stopped abruptly.
Dean instinctively wanted to look behind him. His line of sight changed and he saw the situation behind him. He entered the 360 degree field of vision of the magic eye. He saw that the clothes on his back were torn and the black wings were exposed. Because the wings were too sudden and the distance was too close, the wolf horse behind him was accidentally cut into several pieces.
Neuss was also shocked. He was standing close to the wolf horse so he was almost swept away.
"Fortunately …" Dean was relieved. He naturally noticed that he almost hurt Neuss. He felt that the wings on his back were like an extension of his arms. He could control them freely. However the wings seemed to be different from the past. He wanted to feel it carefully but suddenly thought of something. He looked up and saw Barton, Mason and their confidants looking at him in a daze.
"You go first. I'll follow." Dean immediately ordered.
Barton, Mason and others recovered and looked at Dean. They didn't ask much and immediately called their confidants to ride the wolf horse.
"Master, I'll go first." Neuss looked at Dudian: "Do you know the way?"
"I know. Go." Dean smiled.
Dean's expression calmed down after Neuss left. He slowly felt the wings on his back. At the same time his mind turned. Soon his body was covered with black scales. In the blink of an eye he entered the demon form. He was like a monster covered with swords. Even his pupils were strange. There was no shadow of a human in his eyes. The demonization was very thorough.
Dean slightly raised his hand and waved the blades on his body. He inadvertently drew a trace on the ground. He was surprised to see his body. Splitter's body was very different from before. First of all, the demonization was more thorough. His face still had the outline of a human but now it was covered by the black armor and sharp blades. It was impossible to distinguish his face. If he turned his body upside down no one would think that it was his head.
In addition there was a dark golden interlayer at the joints of the demon form. It was a strange material. It was very hard and perfectly protected the flaws of the demon form.
Moreover, the process of entering the Devil Body this time was different from the past. In the past, he first stimulated the power of the Devil Marks, then stimulated the Devil Marks, and then combined it with the energy of the Demon Hunter Tool to enter the Devil Body. But now, he felt that as soon as he thought about it, there was power spreading out from his body, forming the body of the Devil Body. Then, he felt a clear sense of touch from these bodies, and his nerves were closely connected, and he could control them freely.
This feeling was as if the power of the magic marks had completely integrated with his body. He didn't need the magic marks as a medium anymore. In other words his body had become a huge magic mark!
Dean skillfully controlled the demon form. After a moment he put away the demon form and only revealed the wings on his back. He flapped his wings and instantly flew hundreds of meters into the sky. He turned into a black line and flew straight into the distance.
He didn't feel that he was flying fast but the streets and houses under his feet were rapidly passing by. Even the strong wind was blowing in his face. He couldn't hear any other sounds.
A few minutes later, he saw the Wall of Sighs. He immediately flew up and flew straight toward it.
He rose thousands of meters into the sky and crossed the sighing wall. He went straight down and entered the sky above the outer wall.
The familiar outer wall had the familiar structure. Commercial district, residential district and slum district were divided into three areas. It seemed more crowded and small compared to the land of the inner wall. The outer wall only occupied 20% of the area of Sylvia.
Dean landed in a secluded place in the commercial district. He landed smoothly and raised the dust on the ground. His wings folded and he followed the smell to the front of a magnificent magistrate.
It was a branch of the magistrate. There was a group of black ponies in front of the door. There were two people sitting on the back of the ponies.
Both of them were surprised when they saw Dean. They quickly jumped off the wolf horse and trotted towards him.
"Master, you have come."
"What about them?"
"Lord Neuss and Lord Barton have gone in."
Dean nodded. He didn't expect that their second stronghold would be the magistrate of the outer wall. It was a good place. Who would have thought that the dark believers were hiding under the magistrate that symbolized justice and holiness?
One couldn't see the darkness in the brightest place because it was covered by the darkness.
Dean's eyes flashed as he saw the hidden underground building under the magistrate. He also saw Neuss and Barton leading the team to find Sergei in the underground building.
Sergei was still bald but there were two more scars on his face. One of them crossed the bridge of his nose. He was meeting up with Neuss.
"I thought that the king has returned but I didn't expect him to leave …" There was a trace of sadness in Dean's eyes as he looked at his old friends in the underground building. He thought that he would either die or return with glory. Who knew that he would end up in such a situation?
Dean sighed and silently looked up. He didn't know when he could be like the clouds in the sky, free and unrestrained, no longer rushing around.
It didn't take long for Neuss to come out with Sergei and a group of confidants.
Sergei knew that Dean had come back. He also knew that Dean had been taken to the palace for experiments. He couldn't help but be surprised to see Dean alive: "Haha! I knew you wouldn't die so easily!" Sergei laughed: "Haha!
Neuss frowned: "What are you talking about?"
Sergei patted his head: "I forgot about it. Master, please don't mind me."
Dean waved his hand: "Let's go when we are ready."
"Yes, master." Neuss respectfully nodded. He turned to greet the confidants behind him.
The confidants carried out a lot of baggage from the magistrate. They were ready to leave at any time.
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