The Lightless Association's headquarters had met with a disaster today.
A mysterious disaster!
All the exits of the huge building had been sealed, and the interior was like a maze.
Screams could be heard from time to time.
In the end, there was only dead silence.
This kind of dead silence was the most terrifying, because it meant that almost all the living people were dead.
In the big conference room.
"Those who are still alive are all here, right?"
Simon glanced around and suddenly had the urge to cry.
Such a huge headquarters, but now there were only a dozen or so living people left here.
Bei Kuo was too fast at killing people. Every time he saw Simon, he would run away, so Simon could only give up and choose this conference room to protect some people.
"That thing hasn't left yet!"
The door was suddenly opened, and Poison Thirteen and Wu Qiyuan walked in. "Seems like it's not satisfied if it doesn't kill us …"
"President!"
Poison Thirteen and a few other higher-ups looked at each other. "We feel that you should take responsibility for this matter!"
"Oh? How do you want me to take responsibility? "
Simon smelled danger, and his eyes narrowed as he played with the dagger in his hand.
"At least … bring us out first, don't you think so, President?" Wu Qiyuan laughed dryly and came out to smooth things over.
"Don't you know that we almost died just now? That thing is growing very fast, and now a normal leader might not be its match … "Poison Thirteen's expression was very ugly." Moreover, so many of us died, we must take revenge! "
'A bunch of useless things, they only know how to blame others when they encounter problems …'
Simon was a little annoyed, but he knew that he really could not ignore it. Otherwise, the people would disperse, and his Lightless Association would be finished.
He thought for a while and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's go out first. I will take care of the thing here."
At this time, no matter how afraid he was of the notebook, he had to use it.
Before the experiment, Simon had left Bei Kuo's blood as a precaution.
He took out a light yellow map and dripped a drop of blood on it. As the rough lines changed, everyone in the conference room felt their surroundings change.
From the original big conference room, they came to another empty mountain.
Looking down from this position, they could see what used to be the headquarters.
"Now, it should be safe."
Simon said calmly, opened the black notebook, and prepared to write Bei Kuo's name.
"Guild Leader … Is this the Book of Curses? This strange thing is too dangerous. I think … it's better for us to keep it together. "
One of the higher-ups' eyes flickered as he suddenly spoke.
The higher-ups of the Lightless Society could clearly see that Simon had already controlled many people with the help of the Cursed Book.
After a while, they might be pushed out of the core of power.
Rather than that, it would be better to take advantage of this moment, when Simon was doing something wrong.
At the very least, he had to fight for the right to use it together. With the uniqueness of this notebook, he might really be able to build the Lightless Association into an organization on the scale of the Secret Service.
"I agree!"
Poison Thirteen immediately made his stance clear.
"A bunch of trash! You don't dare to face the mysteries, but you dare to challenge me! Betray me? "Simon's expression became very strange." Are you all prepared to die? "
"Simon, even if you're very strong, we won't be afraid of you if we attack together!" Poison Thirteen had already shed all pretense of cordiality, so he might as well go all the way. "Hand over that book, and we'll still recognize you as our Guild Leader!"
"A Guild Leader who's just a figurehead?"
Simon's expression was cold. "Looks like, compared to dealing with Beikuo, I should deal with you guys first … Maybe I shouldn't have brought you guys away, I should have left you guys at the headquarters … But it's not too late now."
He took out a few test tubes, and inside them was a dark red liquid.
It was blood!
As long as it was blood, no matter how long it had been, it could be used to curse. Simon had already experimented with this.
"Impossible!"
Seeing this, Poison Thirteen's eyes suddenly widened. "This is … our blood? Damn it, you promised me before … "
"Looks like you're not that stupid after all. It's very difficult to secretly collect your blood, but before I got my hands on the notebook, you guys didn't protect yourselves so tightly …"
At this moment, Simon had already used the strange map to increase the distance between them. He smiled coldly. "Now … kneel down and beg me, and I might consider giving you a chance to live."
"Don't believe him, those must be fake." Poison Thirteen bit the bullet and shouted.
"Very well, let's see how you die."
Simon quickly wrote down Poison Thirteen's name, and a pleased expression appeared on his face. He was prepared to make an example of this group of people and teach them a lesson.
Although the Lightless Society had suffered heavy losses this time, as long as the most elite sword bearers and higher-ups were still around, it was not a particularly big loss. The framework was still there, and they could still be rebuilt.
"He … cursed me!"
"I'll fight it out with him!"
Poison Thirteen's heart turned cold, and he pounced over with red eyes.
On his right arm, the tattoo had already spread all over his body like vines. This was him desperately activating the strange item without caring about the side effects and negative effects.
It seemed like he knew very well that Simon had secretly collected his blood.
Simon calmly dodged, not wanting to fight Poison Thirteen head-on.
He was not very clear what kind of hidden ability the strange item had, but to deal with the sword bearers, cursing them from afar was the best method, because you would never know if the other party had the ability to drag you down with them!
One minute passed, two minutes passed …
Poison Thirteen was still very lively.
The expressions of Wu Qiyuan and the other higher-ups were a little strange.
At this moment, Wu Qiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "We've already laid our cards on the table today, so let's help Old Poison. Otherwise, none of us will have a good ending …"
"You, you're alright?"
Simon was the most surprised one, and he blurted out, "You changed your name?"
The Curse Book required the target's blood and name, and it was very easy to break this curse, all they had to do was to change the name.
Therefore, Simon directly sealed the mouths of the participants of the previous experiment, thinking that he had protected the curse very well.
He would never have guessed that Poison Thirteen … did not change his name at all!
What was really messing with him was the notebook in his hand, or rather, Fang Xian!
"I've thought it through, we're not compatible, so let's just split up!"
In the notebook, Fang Xian thought calmly.
What he needed was a person who often appeared in and out of strange events, someone who could bring him a lot of spirituality.
Being a deterrent weapon in Simon's hands was too idle, and the income was too low.
Fang Xian looked at Poison Thirteen's name and stopped the special curse.
If Simon knew all this, he would most likely vomit blood in anger.
He was laying his cards on the table with the higher-ups. Originally, as long as he cursed Poison Thirteen to death and made an example out of him, he could immediately suppress this rebellion.
In the end … he was tricked until his face was covered in blood.
With so many higher-ups rebelling together, even if he had three strange items, it was still a little hard for him to handle …
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