The island was very small, but they could see some traces of human life on the road.
Wolfgang and Charlotte soon saw the small house mentioned by the man who made Gong Fanxing kneel. It was indeed a very small house, hidden in the forest of the island.
"I smell something on this guy that should only belong to the dead."
Charlotte's words suddenly rang in Wolfgang's ears, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded thoughtfully.
The dead … The dead wouldn't have such a strong power.
It wasn't that he was afraid, but more of a curiosity … The Transcendents were limited in the modern world, and the more dangerous the sub-world was, the greater the restrictions. Even the so-called [Gods] were often disappointed.
But the other party was obviously not such a person.
… Was he the pinnacle creature created by the modern world?
They called all those who reached the limit of the modern world but didn't leave the modern world as pinnacle creatures, or ultimate powerhouses.
The people in the Transcendents organization wouldn't look down on any pinnacle creature in the modern world … The only difference between a pinnacle creature and a Transcendent was that one was inside, while the other was outside. But in theory, the maximum power that they could release in the modern world was equal.
The Shinryū in Chellona dared to say that even if an immortal came, he would beat them up if he didn't like them, because of this equal condition.
— However, this sub-world allowed too many pinnacle creatures to exist.
Wolfgang muttered something in his heart, but he saw that the man leading the way had stopped and invited them into the simple house.
Wolfgang and Charlotte looked at each other and understood each other's intention: to wait and see.
…
"You can call me [Mr. Song]." The man smiled. "For now, I will act as [Mr. Song]."
"In other words, you don't intend to tell us your true identity, right?" Wolfgang smiled indifferently.
What kind of people hadn't he seen before? From the Transcended [Thrones] to the wandering ghosts … He wouldn't be surprised by the other party's true identity. At most, he would feel curious, but he didn't necessarily want to know … It would depend on whether the other party was worth it or not.
For example, the King of Hell that he and Charlotte were searching for was obviously worth it.
If he could trick Lucifer into joining the Transcending Grade organization, then he would be able to reap great rewards for his hard work.
Recruiting a King of Hell to become a member was much more profitable than the other guys working hard to find a newcomer with potential.
"No, I plan to tell you." [Mr. Song] smiled. "But only after you pledge your loyalty to me."
Wolfgang was startled … As for Charlotte, she was sizing him up with great interest.
In the end, Wolfgang shook his head. He was a musician. He would only be irritated when there was a problem with his inspiration. Normally, he was like a gentleman. Even when he heard ridiculous words, he was still quite calm.
He smiled and said, "Perhaps [Mr. Song] still doesn't understand the current situation. Of course, this is understandable, but it's a pity that we … at least we won't pledge our loyalty to anyone. We are free. "
"The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant they will be, even rebellious." Mr. Song said indifferently, "I understand this point very well because I've seen many talented people like this. But in the end, they all submit."
"Why?" Wolfgang wasn't angry at all. He only felt that it was ridiculous … He smiled and asked.
"Because." At this time, [Mr. Song]'s face was solemn, and his voice was like a thousand mountains. "All under the sky is the king's territory; all on the shores of the earth are the king's subjects … I am the world."
Wolfgang's and Charlotte's expressions changed slightly.
Mr. Song's voice directly crashed into their hearts, and was madly attacking their inherent beliefs.
However, not to mention Wolfgang, who was a Transcending Grade expert who walked in the void, even Charlotte was a banshee who often accompanied the King of Hell. How could they submit so easily?
They couldn't resist for more than a moment. Mr. Song's solemn voice was instantly expelled from their hearts.
Wolfgang immediately snorted coldly. When a musician lost his temper, he wouldn't recognize anyone, let alone a stranger.
Charlotte's eyes suddenly turned from frivolous to sharp … She suddenly pulled out the black umbrella, and a sharp thin sword was hidden inside.
But at this time, an Eight Trigrams mark appeared in the air.
Wolfgang and Charlotte were trapped in this Eight Trigrams mark at the same time. A purple light flashed on [Mr. Song]'s face.
The Eight Trigrams mark instantly shrank at this time.
Wolfgang and Charlotte felt this mark almost at the same time. The moment this mark appeared, their souls seemed to be scattered … Wolfgang's face had a trace of incredulity.
He had seen this kind of Eight Trigrams before!
— This seems to be the [Fuxi Throne]'s … illusion?
However, before the incredulity in his heart completely dissipated, the Eight Trigrams mark had already locked him and Charlotte at the same time. At the same time, [Mr. Song] slowly said, "Great Dao of Primordial Chaos … Soul Lock Seal."
The Eight Trigrams mark instantly shattered.
At the same time, the same Eight Trigrams mark appeared on the back of Wolfgang's and Charlotte's left hands at the same time.
It was as if it was imprinted with fire.
The Eight Trigrams mark on the back of their hands gave the two a burning feeling from time to time, directly connecting their souls … It was excruciating.
Then, Mr. Song waved his hand, and a strong wind directly swept Wolfgang and Charlotte out of the door.
Mr. Song said indifferently, "From now on, the two of you are the king's subjects. If you are disloyal, you will suffer the pain of having your soul locked … Now, I will let the two of you experience the pain of having your soul locked."
Wolfgang and Charlotte, who were swept out of the door, fell into a pool outside the house at this time … They floated out of the water, and the moment they heard the voice of [Mr. Song], the two of them began to scream like never before.
In the wooden house, [Mr. Song], who had just used the Soul Lock Seal, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
His age seemed to disappear in an instant, and he suddenly looked like he was in his forties from his thirties. His temples were a little more gray, and his face was a lot thinner.
"Your Excellency!" Gong Fanxing was shocked.
Mr. Song waved his hand and said indifferently, "I'm fine. I just lost some essence blood. I can make up for it from my descendants later. Since Gongsun Wuwo is dead, it's inconvenient for you to work for me alone … It's worth it to subdue these two people this time. "
Gong Fanxing said worriedly, "Your Excellency, Wolfgang and Charlotte are mysterious. I haven't seen the bottom line of their strength … I don't know if the Soul Lock Seal can really subdue these two people."
"Why not?" Mr. Song said indifferently, "Even immortals will be suppressed by the Soul Lock Seal when they are lost … This is the Emperor's martial art from the Xuanyuan Palace … There are immortals suppressed by the Soul Lock Seal in the Xuanyuan Palace."
Gong Fanxing's eyes suddenly changed … This was a secret she had never heard before!
"I'm tired. I need to rest." Mr. Song waved his hand again and said, "After they have tasted the pain of the Soul Lock Seal, you can tell them the rules."
"I know …" Gong Fanxing's face was pale, but she respectfully left the wooden house.
However, as soon as she left, there was a surge of purple qi on Mr. Song's face … His aging continued at this time, but it seemed to be forcibly suppressed. At most, it stopped.
Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help but become a little tired.
"… Those descendants are all mixed in good and bad. Not many of them can be useful." Mr. Song's eyes gradually became gloomy, "Only the most outstanding descendants … those who can fight for the dragon can really revive me. Song Haoran, don't let me wait too long … "
…
…
In a quiet courtyard in the city.
"… Judging from the situation at the scene, the deceased didn't get into a fight with anyone before he died. According to the other members of the diplomatic mission, they returned to their rooms after dinner. As for the deceased, he had the habit of praying every night and didn't like to be disturbed by others … "
Yan Xiaoxi was covering her mouth and nose with a piece of tissue paper while listening to the preliminary investigation report. At this moment, he was at the crime scene of the murder, one of the guest houses that had been prepared for the various envoys of the summit.
The deceased was a black uncle who looked to be in his fifties. His face was full of tattoos. Then, there was the look of his death — this black uncle priest from the Middle Earth was only left with his skin at this time … All the internal organs, bones, and muscles under the skin had completely melted and were discharged from the pores on his body. The carpet on the floor was directly stained with sewage.
"What about the first person who found the deceased?"
"It was the deputy of the diplomatic mission. It was daybreak and he found the corpse when he came to deliver breakfast to the priest. Then, he informed us … Our people are trying to appease the members of the diplomatic mission, but it doesn't seem to be working." At this time, the subordinate said anxiously, "This priest has a very high prestige in their land. If we can't solve this matter …"
Yan Xiaoxi frowned and said, "Surveillance cameras, standing guard … secret room. We didn't find anything for the entire night."
"Logically speaking, all supernatural powers should be prohibited here." The subordinate was puzzled and said, "No one should be able to avoid our surveillance and come in from the outside."
Yan Xiaoxi suddenly said, "Apart from this diplomatic mission, what other diplomatic missions have been arranged to stay here?"
"Apart from this diplomatic mission, there are three others." The subordinate quickly said, "Basically, they're all from the non-Middle-earth continent … The relationship between the supernatural organizations in the non-Middle-earth continent is very complicated and there are many of them. The ones who can participate in this meeting are local organizations that have a history of more than a hundred years or even hundreds of years. However, when we arranged for them to stay here, we've already done some research and separated the organizations that have conflicts with each other. There are no conflicts between the diplomatic missions that have stayed here. In fact, two of them have always been friendly with each other. "
"I'd like to meet the leaders of these three organizations. Go and make the arrangements." Yan Xiaoxi nodded and immediately instructed, "Seal everything here first … I know that we can't keep this a secret, but at least before sunset, we can't let too many people know about this. Tomorrow is the first day of the meeting and I don't want to cause too much trouble … There was a murder on the day before the meeting. It seems like this matter is directed at us. "
"… Chief, do you mean that there's a high possibility that someone is trying to sabotage this summit meeting?"
"I hope not," Yan Xiaoxi said in a low voice. Yan Xiaoxi said in a deep voice, "Also, send two more teams here to search this guesthouse thoroughly. Give me the results in an hour."
"Yes!"
…
…
"Daddy, Daddy, there's a big guy outside!"
In the passenger plane that was flying abroad, the child was lying in front of the window and yelling without turning his head. As the father, the man moved away casually … The big guy probably looked like a white cloud that looked like a hippopotamus.
The man closed the window casually and said, "The sun is going to shine in later and it'll be very glaring. Be good."
The child still wanted to look, but he soon gave in under the stern gaze of his father and turned to look at the skirt of the flight attendant.
At this moment, the passenger plane suddenly shook.
"Please don't panic, it's just a turbulence. It's alright now …"
At the same time, the broadcast system of the passenger plane sounded.
"Why is there turbulence all of a sudden?"
The captain looked at the dashboard in surprise … but there was no warning at all. However, the plane soon returned to normal and he had no choice but to shake his head.
What the captain did not know was that a huge black shadow was swimming through the clouds at this moment … The black shadow swept past the plane and flew into the distance.
It looked like … a huge black dragon in Western mythology.
…
…
"… We should be arriving at our destination soon."
On the back of the Black Dragon, Miss Soul Witch was looking at the map with difficulty. At the same time, she glared at the figure sitting on the Black Dragon's head, unmoving despite the strong wind blowing against him: Ferrell.
She still could not understand why this old guy did not want to take the plane which was so convenient. Instead, he forcefully grabbed the black dragon and made it cross the entire Eurasian continent and enter the mysterious Chellona of the East.
At this moment, Miss Soul Witch climbed to the black dragon's neck with difficulty. Then she grabbed the scales and climbed up the dragon's head to Ferrell's side. She did not care about her hair that was blown up by the wind and directly roared in Ferrell's ear, "I can't stand it anymore! I want to go down!!! "
Ferrell ignored her … Without his order, even the arrogant black dragon did not dare to stop at this moment.
Miss Soul Witch who was already angry had to directly grab Ferrell's shoulder and fiercely bite down … her teeth almost broke.
How hard is this old guy's body?
Ferrell, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. He then knocked on the dragon's horn … and the black dragon instantly stopped.
Miss Soul Witch was thrown out by the inertia.
"I can't fly! Help!! "Miss Soul Witch instantly screamed in horror.
A white light flashed from the dragon's back. The chubby granddaughter of the Sword Saint rushed out like a swimming dragon. She repeatedly swung her sword in the air, making the air crackle. She used the motion of swinging her sword to stop her body in the air and rushed out, grabbing Miss Soul Witch by the collar and finally returning to the black dragon's head.
"That was close …" The chubby girl let out a long sigh of relief.
Miss Soul Witch who was still in shock did not have the time to be grateful. She hurriedly glared at Ferrell, "Old man, are you trying to kill me so that you don't have to fulfill your promise?! Why did you suddenly stop?! "
Ferrell stood up and looked ahead. After a long while, he slowly said, "We can't go forward anymore."
"Why?" Miss Soul Witch asked instinctively.
Ferrell did not say anything. He just pulled out his sword from Miss Soul Witch's hand and slashed … A huge sword light instantly broke through the clouds and shot directly into the distance.
However, in just a moment, the sword light had disappeared. It was not the kind of disappearance where the momentum was exhausted, but the kind where it disappeared without a trace …
"This …" Miss Soul Witch could not help but open her mouth. "This is the rumored anti-magic space …"
She subconsciously glanced at the old man, Ferrell, and could not help but worry about his plans. Ferrell had always been looking for the so-called newcomers with potential, so that he could fight against the so-called Great Terror that he had mentioned.
But when he heard about the appearance of the World Extraordinary Summit, this guy suddenly changed his plans. He had a new plan.
In the old man's words, this was a good opportunity to gather forces.
Who knew if this old man would go crazy during the World Extraordinary Summit … Thinking about it this way, the anti-magic space seemed to be a good thing. At least if this old man really went crazy, it would not be a situation where no one could stop him.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go in!" Miss Soul Witch became excited.
As long as she entered the anti-magic space, she had ten thousand ways to change this situation where the man was stronger than the woman … It was time to change the situation!
But at this moment, a small black shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
It was a black drone used for filming.
A small probe extended from the drone hovering in front of the crowd. A voice then came out from the probe. "This is the China Administration, the temporary headquarters of the summit meeting. You have violated the relevant regulations of our country regarding the prohibition of flying for Transcendent beings. Please show your identification immediately. Otherwise, we will treat this as …"
Bang —!
The drone directly split into two and then exploded in the air.
The one who made the move was Ferrell who was still holding Miss Soul Witch's sword.
"What is the Chellona Authority?" Ferrell asked calmly.
"You … only asked after you split it?!" Miss Soul Witch suddenly felt dizzy and cursed, "Crazy! Crazy! "
…
"… In other words, this is the [Knight Mechanism] of the East. I understand now." Ferrell nodded.
After spending a lot of time explaining clearly, the Soul Witch could not help but have a headache … How should she explain this to the Chellona Authority?
Should she say with a smile, "Sorry everyone, this old man was locked up more than a hundred years ago, so he did not know that you were officially established a few decades ago … Like this?"
She would probably be scolded to death.
"It's good that you understand." Miss Soul Witch sighed. "This world is different from your era. You should be more careful when doing things. After all, this is the East. Even if you don't know about the Authority, have you not heard of the Chellona Shinryū? If it was not for the Extraordinary Summit, I am afraid that we would have encountered the legendary invincible Eastern Dragon the moment we stepped into Chellona. How could we let you fly in directly? "
"How could I not think of that." Ferrell suddenly looked up. "I actually forgot … the Eastern Shinryū! She can be the counterforce! Damn it! I only thought of this now! "
Ferrell, who was trembling with excitement, directly jumped down from the Black Dragon's head. The Soul Witch could not stop him even if she wanted to …
"This old man!"
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