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Chapter 432 [431] Self-gouging eyes, kidney deficiency will

this moment.

The words "Little Golden Retriever" in his mind caused the blood-headed archbishop to instantly fall into extreme panic.

Such unimaginable communication methods made Johnson 100% believe that this must be the means of the gods.

He is the Archbishop of Bloodhead, no matter how strong the Profound Governor of the Wanhao people is, it is impossible for him to speak in his head like this.

So it can only be a god!

As for the title of "Little Golden Retriever", Johnson does not think it is a humiliating title.

After all, that surprisingly beautiful god must have been born before the War of Destruction, and lived at least 4 years.

In contrast.

I have only lived for more than 2000 years, and I am just a naive child in front of the other party. It is really normal for him to call "Little Golden Retriever".

"You must ask the voodoo master for help!"

The above idea popped into the archbishop's mind immediately.

no way!
Only gods can fight gods!

Johnson knelt down on one knee at the fastest speed, and said very piously: "Great voodoo master, your most loyal servant begs for your help."

next second.

A strange force descended out of thin air.

Followed by another sentence: "price!"

Johnson gritted his teeth violently, put down the bone stick in his hand, and held down one eye with both hands, and unexpectedly dug out a pair of bloody eyeballs.

The slightly black blood exuded a rather strong stench, and immediately trickled down his cheeks, leaving two bloodstains.

The most amazing thing is that the bright red blood marks instinctively tried to drill back into the bloody eye sockets as if they had life.

But a certain force stopped the bloodstain's move.

The archbishop snorted, held his eyeballs in the center of his palm as quickly as possible, and muttered very piously:
"I am willing to offer sacrifices to you in exchange for your rescue..."

Accompanied by this guy's prayer, a wonderful change took place in the bloody eyeballs.

Strong extraordinary fluctuations surged inside the eyeballs, a strange green light flickered on the surface, and the shape gradually changed into a glass-like material.

The archbishop's face, which was originally fair, was wrinkled, and strands of white hair appeared in the golden hair.

Such a big change is like changing from a 40-year-old middle-aged man to a 60-year-old man all of a sudden.

It's not hard to see.

This guy is transforming his eyeballs by sacrificing his own source of life, and then using them as sacrifices to the gods.

After two seconds.

The green light subsided.

This pair of eyeballs completely turned into two crystal clear glass beads.

Johnson's voice also became old: "Great voodoo master, your servant begs to accept the sacrifice!"

A little while.

An invisible force came.

The glass beads danced lightly.

The Bloodhead Archbishop was overjoyed.

The voodoo master Ling is willing to accept sacrifices!
Finally saved!
next second.

Johnson's heart seemed to have fallen into an extremely cold ice cave.

Because of the gaze from the gods, it was withdrawn.

A sarcasm echoed in the cave: "Such a small price is not enough for me to fight against the god Wan Hao!"

The glazed beads stopped trembling and lay motionless in his palm.

The archbishop's lips trembled, but he didn't say a word in the end.

at this point.

He didn't understand why, the voodoo master obviously had a deep dissatisfaction with him, so he played a trick on him maliciously.

As for why.

It's not hard to guess at all.

Just now, the secret stronghold of the Prayer for Survival Society was suddenly attacked by the gods. In order to save his life, he urgently prayed for the voodoo master to come.

And a wrong timing of appearance made him fall into an extremely passive situation, and finally suffered a big loss under the hands of the god Wan Hao.

It was precisely because of this that the voodoo master hated himself.

Johnson let out a long sigh, lowered his head deeply, and his heart was full of resentment.

His two eyeballs have been dug out and transformed into sacrifices through the sacrificial ceremony, and they cannot be put back at all.

This means that he temporarily lost his vision and became blind.

*
Zhuoan Airport.

The picture displayed in the halo screen gave Cheng Han the urge to laugh wildly.

I just made a little joke through the astral communication method, and the blood-headed archbishop actually gouged out his own eyeballs.

As for? !

Cheng Han lightly grinned: "These guys from the Praying Society, from life priests to bloodhead archbishops, are they too timid, right?
"I just frightened you casually, but in the end, you are either looking for death or life, or you are stretching out your hands to pick your own eyeballs!"

He laughed again from the bottom of his heart: "I heard that people with kidney deficiency are generally timid, so why not change the name of the Qishenghui to 'Kidney Deficiency Society'."

Subsequently.

The halo collapsed into a large spot of light, which just disappeared.

Cheng Han stopped paying attention to the blind Johnson, and began to check the Fire Eagle he was driving to prepare for the next flight.

at this time.

He heard some strange discussions in his ears.

"During the flight just now, I heard that someone had a stomachache and almost pulled it in their pants. I think a toilet should be installed under the seat."

"The toilet will increase the weight of the fuselage. It is better to reserve a channel to discharge the excrement and urine directly, and it can also reduce weight by the way."

"The opening and closing of the channel requires an additional control structure, which increases the weight of the fuselage. I would rather sit on the toilet and drive the Warhawk..."

Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

As a "technical worker", he interjected: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, just put a 'gluttony vine' seed in the crotch."

The so-called "greedy vine" is a special plant used by each Little Spirit Realm to treat sewage sewage.

This is the most convenient and quick solution. Carrying one more seed increases fuel consumption, which is almost negligible.

Another time and space.

Pilots use adult diapers to solve the "three urgencies" problem of long-distance flights, and gluttony has the same effect.

A pilot immediately expressed his objection: "It's too scary for the gluttonous vine to burrow into the crotch, in case the vine burrows into the fart..."

Not finished.

This person was stabbed in the waist by another pilot, and reminded in a low voice: "Stop talking, it's the Vice Palace Mistress."

The heated discussion just now cooled down in an instant.

Subsequently.

A group of pilots echoed their words one after another.

"This way is good!"

"Greedy Vine is a great idea!"

Cheng Han looked at the pilot who expressed his objection, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, as long as you clamp the chrysanthemum a little bit, the gluttonous vine won't get in."

This statement came out.

Everyone's faces were twitched.

Cheng Han added another sentence: "Greedy vines are only an emergency measure. Paying attention to daily diet management is the most fundamental solution."

From the bottom of his heart, he felt that it was not a bad thing for some people to be drilled into the chrysanthemum by vines. Without an unforgettable experience, how would they know the importance of keeping their mouths shut?

Cheng Han immediately waved his hand: "Hurry up and work!"

A group of people immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

With Cheng Han's current status, when he said the three words "greedy vine", this matter became the final conclusion.

from now on.

Every pilot must carry a greedy vine seed when performing missions, whether it can be carried in a pocket or in the crotch.

*
Soon.

everything's ready.

Hundreds of Fire Eagles have been overhauled to confirm that there are no mechanical problems and the fuel tanks have been filled with high-efficiency fuel.

For Zhuo'an Airport, the Smart Profound Formation was activated immediately.

Batch after batch of Fire Eagles were quickly ejected into the sky, and then lined up in neat queues, quickly darting into the distance.

Next stop - Corning Little Spirit Realm.

Another 1 minutes passed.

This fleet cruised at supersonic speed, broke away from the airspace of Little Spirit Realm, and swept into the seemingly endless void.

Cheng Han glanced back at Tianye, who was getting smaller and smaller, and plucked the string of soul with his mind.

"Buzz!"

The trembling sound has a unique charm.

Cheng Hanmo read a sentence: "Enter the predetermined location, ready to start hunting!"

The blood-headed archbishop was so frightened that he poked out his eyes, his life source was also consumed a lot, and his strength was severely reduced. It can be described as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The answer came right away.

"understand!"

"Follow your will!"

Cheng Han's eyes turned to the halo hanging in front of his eyes.

The phantom in the center is showing the figure of the blood-headed archbishop, but the picture looks a little blurry.

This is the result of a combination of factors.

On the one hand, the connection captured by the visual observation just now is relatively weak, on the other hand, this person is still protected by a strong hidden force.

In another four to five hours, the power of mystery will completely overwhelm this connection, and it will be impossible to locate the archbishop at that time.

Cheng Han muttered in his heart: "The target must be related to the 'Secret World Spirit Map' to launch a beyond-visual-range attack, but the power of concealment is an obstacle."

Just now, a Nether tried to draw the Spirit Map of the Mysterious Universe, but when the spirit pen reached the archbishop, all the pen tip drew were crooked lines.

have to say.

The power of concealment is really a very powerful extraordinary power.

Cheng Hanlue made a deduction, and sighed softly: "It seems that the archbishop cannot be killed without damage."

In the halo screen.

It shows row upon row of buildings.

This is one of the four cities in Zhuo'an Little Spirit Realm - Bering City.

And the "mouse hole" where the Bloodhead Archbishop is currently hiding is located in a secret room deep underground in one of the buildings.

That place should be one of the back roads left by this guy.

"Buzz!"

The string trembled again.

Cheng Han silently issued an order: "Dispel irrelevant people, and make a quick decision!"

This is the first time to try to forcibly kill a Xuandu-level powerhouse. If it can be determined in one battle, it will be an extremely significant event.

"Yes!"

*
Bering City.

West End.

a residential area.

A tall figure in overalls, carrying tools for repairing water pipes, walked towards a small three-story building humming a little tune.

The repairman walked quickly to the door, reached out and knocked vigorously on the door a few times.

"Boom! Boom!"

He shouted at the top of his voice: "Excuse me, is this Qu Tao's house? I'm here to fix the water pipes, open the door quickly!"

Right at this moment.

With this place as the center, within a radius of ten kilometers.

In every corner of the city, more than twenty figures stopped at the same time and turned to look in the direction of the house.

(End of this chapter)