Wang Erde floated in the air. He reached out and caught the Gargoyle, which had shrunk back into a statue.
He squinted his eyes under the mask. He looked at the Gargoyle in his hand. He made sure there were no flaws on it. Its presence was even stronger than before.
"I'll use other high-level materials to repair and refine it. With Osvader's soul as the source of power, I'll be able to replenish the remaining 999 superhuman souls. Perhaps I can reach the level of Annihilation … But a creation is still a creation. In a real battle, its intelligence is not comparable to a human's."
"The completed Gargoyle will not have a high chance of winning against a real Annihilation class. But it will be able to defeat anything below Annihilation class."
"Annihilation class is not a level that can be easily reached. Unless I can get a gift from Boss Lin like Vincent. For such a crude creation to reach Annihilation class has already used up all its potential."
Wang Erde evaluated it in his mind. He was satisfied. He then opened up the space around him and put it away with a spell.
"It's enough to be a guard for Boss Lin."
He was not surprised that the Gargoyle had been destroyed.
After all, to Boss Lin, it was just a piece of art that could be put on display. It was normal for someone to accidentally knock it and break the Gargoyle.
Plus, the reason the Gargoyle was broken was that the baby False God, which had become Boss Lin's pet, had sucked up all the souls stored inside. It had become the nourishment for its own growth.
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A pet that had the potential to grow into a God-level pet, compared to his clumsy work of the past, was naturally of a different value.
Even if Wang Erde had to choose, he would probably have fed the Gargoyle to the baby False God to see what level it could reach.
Therefore, Wang Erde thought the Gargoyle had died a worthy death.
Plus, it was not impossible to repair. He just needed to find enough souls or souls that were strong enough. It would be best if they were the souls of the fallen, just like now.
Wang Erde looked down at his old friend, Yue Sefu, whom he had not seen for a long time. They had met briefly at the entrance of the bookstore, but that was not a meeting at all.
He landed on the top of a nearby building, tucked his crutch under his armpit, and gracefully took off his hat. Calmly, he said, "Long time no see, my dear friend. Oh, calm down. It's been almost two years since we last met. You're still so grumpy."
When he said this, he was interrupted. This was because the white giant formed by Yue Sefu's "Heart Realm Virtual Image" flashed behind Wang Erde and punched him.
The punch did not miss. On the contrary, the white giant's fist mercilessly smashed Wang Erde's head.
But strangely, Wang Erde did not die because of this.
He was even speaking.
On the broken skull, the flesh and brain squirmed and reformed into the shape of a mouth. The eyes also regrew, looking very strange and deformed.
"Flesh and blood puppet." Yue Sefu knew Wang Erde's tricks very well. He sneered. "Your best trick is still so disgusting. Should I say that you're as cowardly as a mouse, or that hiding like a tortoise makes you feel more at home? After all, you like to stay in the gutter the most."
He did not expect much from this punch. He simply wanted to experience the feeling of smashing Wang Erde again.
It would be strange if Wang Erde appeared so openly. The last time he was caught, it was because an extremely precious Extraordinary item had appeared in the ruins of the white hills.
The Miyie Tower cooperated with Yue Sefu to set up an inescapable trap and finally trapped this vicious and evil Annihilation Dark Wizard. Yue Sefu paid the price of an arm and the recurrence of his internal injuries to barely kill Wang Erde.
But even so … he was still alive!
Although it was very likely that the bookstore played a role, there was one thing that Wang Erde had to reach and enter the bookstore first.
In other words, before Wang Erde reached the bookstore, he was still alive.
He was so cunning, so meticulous, and had such a strong will. Why would such a dangerous and evil adept casually expose himself to danger after dying once?
"Did everything you've suffered in the past two years not teach you a little about manners?"
Wang Erde said with some surprise. He raised his finger and pointed at his head that had become a pile of mud.
Yue Sefu sneered. "This is my manners."
He reached out and clenched his hand. The Virtual Image of the Heart clenched its fist at the same time and crushed Wang Erde's remaining head and torso.
The bloody mist exploded and then reformed into a twisted human figure. The place where the eyes were was flashing with black flames.
The two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. The battle between the two top Annihilation Grades seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.
At least from Caroline's point of view.
She had goosebumps all over her body, and her head was covered in cold sweat. She carefully retreated to the edge of the ruins and quickly ordered her subordinates to get ready. She contacted the Truth Society and prepared to open the recently completed large-scale teleportation portal. She also ordered the people in the central area to evacuate.
The bloody mist figure was silent for a while and then grinned. "Not bad. It seems that Boss Lin has also given you the gift of power. My Lord's generosity and kindness will not change because of the ignorance of the world."
Wang Erde, of course, did not have the temper to be insulted. He directly praised Lin Jie and scolded Yue Sefu as a fool.
Yue Sefu did not retort. Instead, his heart sank. "Lord? You treat Boss Lin as your Lord? "
Or … was it another meaning?
He originally thought that the Sun God Sect was the religion that Boss Lin wanted to spread, but it seemed that Wang Erde was also serving Boss Lin, which meant that what he was doing now might be Boss Lin's idea.
Perhaps, there was another more dangerous religion spreading …
Wang Erde opened his arms and laughed madly. "Why can't such a great, noble, and transcendent existence become my Lord? What's the difference between me and the Miyirt Tower? Your elders are probably dreaming day and night about becoming Boss Lin's servant. "
He looked at Yue Sefu. "Aren't you going to thank me? Boss Lin said that he wanted me to repair the gargoyles, but in fact, he wanted to help you get rid of this mole, so that you idiots won't be fooled by the Road of Fire Sword. "
Mole? Road of Fire Sword?
Osvid was the mole of the Road of Fire Sword?!
Wang Erde did not wait for Yue Sefu's response and sneered. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why do you think Osvid was able to stay in the Miyirt Tower for so many years? Ask the other customer of the bookstore over there what he has been doing all these years."
With that, the blood mist swirled and finally shrunk into a dot, disappearing.
Yue Sefu's expression was ugly. Because of his momentary distraction, his Mind Realm virtual image could not catch the blood mist.
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Wang Erde opened his eyes and left the state of controlling the flesh and blood puppet.
The blood mist swirled in his hand, and a gargoyle appeared.
He looked at the struggling and painful soul inside and sneered. "You want to get power after offending Boss Lin? How foolish. Starting from you, the next one will be your even more foolish grandson … Oh, no, son. "
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