"What? Lord Crimson Seven is dead? And he was killed by Ding Ning? "
Zhang Weidong was so scared that his body trembled and he cried out involuntarily.
He had seen how terrifying Crimson Seven's abilities were. If such a super expert was killed by Ding Ning, then how terrifying was Ding Ning's abilities?
"Strictly speaking, he wasn't killed by Ding Ning. Crimson Seven killed the descendant of Amaterasu Divine Palace by mistake and was killed by the people from Amaterasu Divine Palace. He was unlucky. Crimson Seven was a True God expert, but he couldn't unleash the abilities of a True God in this secular world. Otherwise, Ding Ning would have been killed long ago."
Seeing Zhang Weidong's fearful expression, Kuck was afraid that Zhang Weidong would be too scared to go against Ding Ning, so he explained hurriedly to boost Zhang Weidong's confidence.
Ding Ning, who was in the dark, had a strange expression. The red-faced elder who had sneak-attacked him that day should be Crimson Seven. He really didn't know that guy was a pericelestial expert.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Kuck was right. If Crimson Seven could unleash the true abilities of a pericelestial expert, even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would definitely be severely injured.
Of course, that was then, not now.
After going through the crisis of death in the dream, not only did he comprehend the Law of Chaos and the Law of Space, but he also received the inheritance of the Chaotic God Formation. His abilities increased by leaps and bounds. Even if Crimson Seven was a real pericelestial expert, he was confident that he could kill him, let alone Crimson Seven who became a True God by taking pills.
"However, I have to admit that Ding Ning, that bastard, is indeed very powerful. Hmm, not really powerful, but his methods are very strange, making it hard for people to figure out his background. Therefore, we definitely have to assassinate him, but we can't be too hasty. I need some things, and you can help me prepare them. As long as these things are prepared, I can guarantee that killing him will be a piece of cake."
Seeing that Zhang Weidong had calmed down, Kuck then made his request in a roundabout way.
"Whatever you need, Sir, just tell me. As long as I can kill Ding Ning, I will help you prepare the things you need even if I have to go bankrupt."
Zhang Weidong cut off all means of retreat and said resolutely.
As the saying goes, a thief has a guilty conscience. His thoughts were very complicated. Not only did Ding Ning survive the bombing of the nuclear bomb, but he also happened to have a conflict with Zhang Yan, which made him more and more convinced that this was probably a trap against him.
Did this mean that Ding Ning was suspicious of him? If he found out something, then his good days would be over.
He knew very well that the reason why he could sit in his current position was that this position could bring greater benefits to the Descendants of God Organization, not because of his personal ability.
Once his identity was exposed and he lost this position, he would no longer be of any value. At that time, the Descendants of God Organization might not wait to kill him first before justice could be tried.
For a person who had lost his value, death was the only outcome.
Although it sounded a little ironic, reality was cruel. If time could be reversed and things could start over, perhaps he would make another choice.
At that time, for the sake of ambition, he betrayed his comrades-in-arms, the old leader who regarded him as his own son, the person who trusted him the most, and traded his soul to the devil.
In the end, he became the devil's spokesman and made many irreparable mistakes. He slid deeper and deeper into the abyss of evil, and there was no turning back.
He succeeded. He successfully realized his wish and sat in the position he had dreamed of, but he really couldn't feel happy.
He couldn't sleep at night for countless midnight dreams. As long as he closed his eyes, he would dream of those old leaders, old comrades-in-arms, and old friends who had been harmed by him angrily questioning him, asking him if he could live up to his conscience.
Over the years, he had been tortured by his conscience all the time. Was this really the life he wanted?
The answer was no, because he could no longer feel the purest and most sincere comrades-in-arms' friendship, nor could he feel the old leader's meticulous care for him, nor could he walk in the sun with his head held high and chest out with a clear conscience.
He had blamed himself, felt guilty, and even secretly repented when there was no one around. But there was no medicine for regret in this world. Since there was no turning back, he could only go down the dark road.
I'd rather betray the world than let the world betray me.
The famous saying of an ambitious and ruthless person in ancient times became his motto and imposed psychological hints on himself. Every man for himself would be destroyed by heaven and earth. For his own desire and ambition, he stubbornly insisted that he had done nothing wrong.
It was this psychological hint and deception that made him spend countless days and nights alone and sleepless.
He didn't dare to find a wife, for fear that he would talk in his sleep at night and expose his inner secrets; he never dared to drink, for fear that he would say things he shouldn't say when he was drunk; he didn't dare to be too close to his nominal descendants, for fear that they would see through him …
He lived as if he was treading on thin ice, alone, guarding the dirty secret in his heart that could not be seen by others. He was paranoid all day, like a miser guarding a treasure, for fear that someone would take away everything he had. Anyone who tried to expose this secret would become his irreconcilable enemy.
Therefore, when Ding Ning became the imaginary enemy in his mind who was most likely to expose his identity, that kind of suspicion turned into bone-deep fear and hatred. Ding Ning must die.
"Good, very good. As long as you can get me what I need, it will be easy for me to kill him."
Seeing that Zhang Weidong agreed to help, Kuck was immediately delighted and began to be arrogant again. He proudly patted his chest and boasted.
"Your Excellency is mighty. May I know what you are talking about?"
Although Zhang Weidong felt that Kuck was a little boastful, this was his biggest threat to get rid of Ding Ning, so he was prepared to do it at all costs.
"God-killing bullets, developed and produced by the organization. They should be sold on the black market, but the price is a little expensive."
Kuck said with a red face. Fortunately, he was covered with a black cloth, so others couldn't see it.
Upon hearing this, Ding Ning was suddenly enlightened. He finally knew where the strong sense of threat he had felt before came from. God-killing bullets, as the name suggested, were bullets that could kill gods. No wonder they posed such a great threat to him.
This made his mood suddenly become heavy. The Descendants of God Organization could develop bullets that could kill gods, which showed how terrible their power in the field of military technology was.
Although he was an extreme Demigod who surpassed the peerless Demigod, he was still not invincible in the world. In this world, there were things that could threaten his life.
This made him more determined to dig out the base camp of the Descendants of God Organization as soon as possible and completely eradicate this evil organization.
Otherwise, who knew if they would one day develop the fairy-killing bullets and Dao-killing bullets that could even kill immortal level and Dao realm experts? At that time, in this vast world, who could compete with them?
Modern weapons were the embodiment of the progress of scientific and technological civilization, but they were also a double-edged sword. Once this kind of weapon, which had the ability to subvert the world, was in the hands of evil people, it would be a devastating disaster.
This also rang an alarm bell for him. Although the Five Elements Divine Talisman had always limited its lethality to a certain range and wouldn't cause any harm to the surrounding environment, it could only achieve this effect under his intentional control.
If others learned the method of making the Five Elements Divine Talisman, or the evil organization like the Descendants of God Organization cracked the principle of the Five Elements Divine Talisman, it would be a real disaster.
After all, although the God-killing bullets had terrible lethality and could even threaten the lives of God Realm experts, they could only detonate the Spiritual Power in the warrior's body, so they were not so lethal to ordinary people.
Unlike the Five Elements Divine Talisman, with the improvement of his strength and understanding of the laws, it already possessed the characteristics of the laws. Once it was detonated, it would cause the laws of heaven and earth to go berserk and attack indiscriminately. The Five Elements Divine Talisman was destined to be thousands of times more dangerous than the God-killing bullets.
According to his speculation, after he comprehended the five elements laws to the Great Perfection Stage, the Five Elements Divine Talisman he made would at least be countless times more powerful than the current Five Elements Divine Talisman.
In other words, such a Five Elements Divine Talisman might have the terrifying power to instantly kill a half-step Immortal level expert. Even the Immortal Emperor would be seriously injured if he was caught off guard.
However, as the power of the talisman increased, the consequences would also be extremely serious. He dared not say about other places, but the relatively weak human world might cause a riot due to the laws of heaven and earth, which would lead to the collapse of the Heavenly Dao and the destruction of the world.
Therefore, Ding Ning secretly made up his mind that even if he made the Five Elements Divine Talisman in the future, he would not casually distribute it to the warriors under his command like before. It would become an essential strategic resource for everyone.
Of course, he would not easily give up this life-saving weapon. He was confident that he was on the side of justice and would not do anything to harm the human world. However, there must be some restrictions on the distribution of the talisman.
He could only distribute a small amount of it to people he absolutely trusted. It could be used as a life-saving weapon during a critical moment of life and death. He could not use it easily during normal times. If someone with ulterior motives stole it and used it in the war, he would become the sinner of the entire world.
"God-killing bullets?"
The corner of Zhang Weidong's mouth twitched. He thought that since it was developed by the organization, he could just take a few of them. Why did he have to go to the black market to buy them?
Kuck also felt wronged. It was not that the organization did not provide him with God-killing bullets. However, he had no time to care about them when he fled. It was good enough that he could stay alive.
However, he could not tell Zhang Weidong about this. Otherwise, it would be so shameful. Therefore, Kuck's eyes flickered guiltily, and he said confidently, "I came to you for another task. I don't need the God-killing bullets, so the organization did not provide me with them. Now, you asked me for help. Of course, I need you to prepare them. If you can't get them, forget it. Just forget what I said before. However, you can't blame me for breaking my promise, right?"
Ding Ning did not know whether to laugh or cry. Kuck had a monster's body, but his brain was better than that of a human's. He was cunning and still wanted to save his face. Why didn't he say that he was scared away by me and even lost the God-killing bullets?
However, judging from the number of God-killing bullets he had seized, he was afraid that it was not so easy to get this kind of bullets even in the Descendants of God Organization. The cost of producing them should be extremely high. Otherwise, the Descendants of God would not only provide Kuck with three God-killing bullets for such an important task as assassinating him.
"No, Master Kuck, I didn't mean that. It's just that I have never heard of God-killing bullets. I don't know where you can buy these bullets, how much they cost, and how many do you need?"
Seeing that Kuck had the intention to give up, Zhang Weidong immediately panicked and hurriedly asked with a smile.
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