Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 134 Dark Wizard

"Well, it's done. It's resolved."

He Songling's idea turned out to be right. Originally, it might have required more talismans to completely remove the curse from his body, but He Songling only needed two large talismans to accomplish the task, and his efficiency increased dramatically.

"Thank you, Mr. He! We will sign the equity transfer agreement tomorrow. I have asked a lawyer to come over." Ismay had held He Songling's hand tightly before, but now he didn't even dare to get within two meters of He Songling, for fear of blaspheming the "god."

"Okay, okay, you're welcome. You're welcome."

He Songling was very satisfied with Ismay's "understanding". Although he had been playing tricks for so long just to get his shares, it was not considered a scam. After all, it was agreed in advance, and Ismay did have a curse on him, and He Songling did solve it for him.

The cost-effectiveness may be a bit low, but for these top wealthy people, life is the most important thing. They never pursue cost-effectiveness, but only the desired results.

"Well, this is it?"

Just as He Songling was about to ask everyone to go back, he saw a black gas floating from Ismay, who was standing two meters away. It gradually formed into a terrifying ghost face in mid-air, and then pounced towards He Songling with a howl.

"Ow!"

"Why do the dark wizards in Europe like to play this trick so much?" He Songling was still in the pseudo triple state of Qi transformation, and he used Qi to directly fix the black ghost face in the air. The ghost face kept rolling and roaring in the invisible cage, as if it would not stop until it bit off a piece of He Songling's flesh.

"This, this...Mr. He, this, this...I have absolutely no such intention!"

When Ismay saw this thing, he knelt down again on the spot.

The fact that this thing was scary was secondary. If He Songling thought that he was ready to assassinate him, that would be the end! He had just "seen" how powerful and weird a person like He Songling was. Even if he had a fortune, he would never be able to resist him.

"I know it has nothing to do with you. If you had this ability, the ship would not have sunk." He Songling carefully looked at the black object in the sky. After a while, a sneer appeared on his face: "It's just a positioning thing, why make it so fancy?"

Then he waved his hand and used his Qi to disperse the ghost face made of black gas. All the black gas was annihilated into nothingness, leaving only a wisp, which he controlled with his Qi and slowly absorbed into his body.

"Old He, what are you doing?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at him warily. He had heard that some martial arts could make a person lose his mind. Although He Songling should not have been affected by this kind of magic, this was Europe after all, and it was different from the country.

"This is a positioning device, don't lose it. He can find me through it, and I can find him through it." He Songling waved his hand and smiled, "Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west. Since I have accepted their money, I naturally have to eliminate the trouble for them."

As He Songling absorbed the black air into his body, he heard a shrill female roar in his soul. Although it disappeared in a moment, it still shocked He Songling.

"Is this old woman crazy?" He felt the signal emitted from the black air and looked in a direction.

"Huh?" At this moment, the great elder also felt the Qi in his body jump. The black gas that had jumped out of Joseph's body in the United States before was also sending a signal. Following the direction of the signal, it was looking at the same place as He Songling.

"What, you too?" He Songling turned his head to look at the Great Elder, then used the out-of-body Qi to penetrate into the Great Elder's meridians, cut off a section of the black Qi remaining in the Great Elder's body, and pulled it back into his own Qi body.

"Oh... It's the same person, and the same method. Alas, the job is too rough." He Songling was very disappointed. In such a huge country like Europe, where the civilization is as ancient as that of China, the aliens' methods are just like this, which is almost the same as those of the Mayan aliens in America.

That's so disappointing.

But it is not impossible to think about it. In the original book, in the Nathan Island chapter, the old cyber god Gao Erzhuang wiped out many European and American electronic information aliens in one battle. From this battle, Gao Erzhuang's godhood in the information world was established. Even Zhang Zhiwei could only call him the three-dimensional Gao Erzhuang. But anyway, since this thing is on me, I might as well go and meet them.

But now...

"Let's go back and eat, then go to sleep. Oh, by the way, Mr. Ismay, we have come here from afar, don't you have to make some arrangements?" He Songling looked at Ismay and smiled in a way that Yuewen doesn't allow.

"I understand, I understand, I understand, I understand!" Ismay was also an old and respectable man. He understood what He Songling meant, and then looked at Zhang Zhiwei and the elder: "What do you three like?"

"We won't go. Just him." Zhang Zhiwei said with a dark face. During these days abroad, in order to avoid being implicated by He Songling, he had to explain himself frequently, which forced his English level to improve sharply.

"Ah, don't go. I want to come if you don't go..." The great elder was eager to make a move.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you with thunder!" Zhang Zhiwei directly unfolded his thunder and lightning body, which frightened the great elder so much that he shrank back, and Ismay fell to his knees again.

What’s wrong with these Oriental people? Are they all gods?

So Ismay became more attentive.

He Songling enjoyed the European fruit plate and admired the scenery of Northern Ireland. He found that it was indeed different. Although he was not allowed to write, in the United States, even if he wrote down the things that were not allowed to be written, it would just be a bunch of repetitive words; but in the UK, if he wrote down the things that were not allowed to be written, it would take at least 30,000 to 50,000 words.

This is called historical and cultural heritage!

With a face full of seven days, relying on the infinite recovery of physical strength, the three-fold inverse life is showing its power in Europe and is very famous. There is no way, this thing is too cheating, he can even tear off the kidney and grow a new one. In this regard, who can compete with him alone?
On the eighth day, He Songling finally set out with Zhang Zhiwei and the Great Elder. Following the signal from the black energy in her body, they found the witch who cast the black magic curse.

"Tsk, this thing doesn't live in the swamps deep in the forest, or in the caves on the bottom of the sea, or on the top of the evil tower."

He Songling saw a rather ordinary, even somewhat shabby, single-family house in the countryside of Europe. There seemed to be some kind of Qi on the house that could make non-existent people unable to see him.

He Songling kicked the door open and grabbed the horrified witch and started beating her up.

This witch was indeed amazing. She was not like an ordinary woman, screaming first and then asking questions. That was the style of fairies in the 21st century and had nothing to do with the dark wizards of this war-torn era.

She grabbed a slender wooden stick, and her Qi surged and released along the stick, ready to fight back.

But unfortunately, he was facing the two best masters of the Xuanmen sect in Laozhong and the grand elder of the Medicine Immortal Society.

Not long after, the poor dark wizard was knocked to the ground by three thugs and tied up tightly.

"Hey, now you..."

When He Songling was about to say something, suddenly, a dazzling red flame lit up behind him, and then a wave of Qi body surged like a tsunami, accompanied by a loud shout: "Demon, don't hurt anyone!"

(End of this chapter)