Nine-tiered fairy lotus

Chapter 410 Extremely Dangerous Breath

However, at this moment, Bishop Orlando suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura, as if an animal had encountered its natural enemy, his whole body could not help but tremble.He looked up, down, left, and right, but he couldn't find the source of the danger at all.

"Is it the soldiers locked in the dark world?" He thought, "But I have seen the skills of those soldiers, and none of them has ever been so powerful."

"Is someone going to drop a bomb here?" he thought again, "No, there are soldiers from all over the world here, and if those politicians want to drop bombs here, then they will wait to step down. These are mine The hostages, maybe my soldiers in the counterattack in the future, I want to protect them and make good use of them."

"Or, is there something I don't know?" He wondered more deeply. "If so, what is it? Is it him? The one I can't understand, the one who makes the whole world come closer. Is it he who is mad about him, the young man who brought me to the root of where I am?"

The Bishop of Orlando had guessed the correct answer, just not sure.Because he couldn't figure out how powerful a person could be?But soon he figured it out again, "What if, if I am not unique? If he is also me now, he also has a world!" He widened his eyes, "In this case, It’s not surprising. If that’s the case, what does he want to do most now? Bad, he wants to devour my world.”

The news in the dark world is very closed, and the stories Hu Tu said are not circulated here. If he heard those stories, he would be able to guess more truths, but not now.

Therefore, his action was a bit late.Hu Tu has been working for a long time, dug a big hole in the trembling dark world, rescued the hostages of Bishop Orlando in large numbers, and devoured the most precious black spirit body in large chunks.The dark world is tearing apart, and the bishop of Orlando, who is still struggling with the will of the dark world, has no way to fight against it.

The bishop of Orlando conveyed his request in panic, "Together will live, and to divide will die. You and I belong to his prey. If you want to live, we have to cooperate. I promise you, I will not be your master, only yours." Friend, the two of us share my body and yours, twisting our wills into a single rope to fight against the mighty enemy. He is what stands in the way of us becoming new gods. One day, we will defeat him .”

The pressure given by Hu Tu was too great. In order to survive, those two wills had to cooperate.The will of the dark world gathered the core power, turned it into a black mass, and stuffed it into the body of Bishop Orlando.He didn't feel the pain, but only the pleasure of growing stronger, which felt extremely comfortable.He laughed again, "Haha, strong, I want to become stronger. I want to thank you, my eternal enemy, without you, I would not be where I am today. A little more, a little more, since the storm is bound to come , then let it come more violently."

Tentacles entangled him from all directions, turning him into a big black cocoon, submerged in the dense darkness of death energy, like a black hole, swallowing everything around him.

This lasted for a while, but only for a while, another piece of the sky of the dark world formed by the black spirit body was torn apart. The cocoons with unclear outlines were also buried.

A small space formed beside Bishop Orlando, wrapping him and his guards, lingering in the small space.He muttered anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up. We are about to escape, and every ounce of strength we get now will be crucial in the future. A little more, a little more."

He is a greedy person, no matter how much he has already charged, he will say a little more, a little more.He thought that being buried under the sand, no one would be able to find them.Little did they know, there were still people walking through the sand below them.

With Lianxu guiding the way, Hu Tu easily found the most important part of this space. He thought it was a treasure house, and Lianxu entangled it, only to feel the two entangled wills. "What is this? Could it be that it is still a living thing? Huh? There is a person, a person with a mind and a will. Bishop of Orlando, is that you?" Another random thought rushed into his mind, "It's broken , I saw him, did he also see me? I'm sorry, no matter what kind of adventure you have, you can only be considered unlucky if you meet me. Let me accept it!"

A big ball was wrapped in sand, entangled by lotus whiskers, and pulled into a big opening. The big black ball was stuffed in with almost no strength to fight back.But at this moment, the Bishop of Orlando shouted loudly, "No, he is here, rush to me, you must rush out."

Those guards hit the opening that hadn't been closed like cannonballs, making a harsh sound of "bang bang bang", like drums beating wildly, and like the clang of knives and guns colliding.Randomly the opening got bigger, and the big black ball blocked the entrance.

The Bishop of Orlando shouted again: "Break, break, I want to escape. Only by escaping can there be hope." He ran towards the exit, and was abandoned by him with the big cocoon wrapped around him. The black tentacles on his body They were broken one by one by him, at this moment, all he had to do was run away.Then he jumped out of the entrance onto a demon, his strongest guard.He issued an order to it, "Go, get out of here."

Like a shadow, he jumped out of the sand, although he was very embarrassed, he escaped after all.However, Hu Tu was entangled by the demon that was constantly rushing around, and could only watch him escape. Then he had an idea, printed a note, made many copies, and passed it on through all the channels he had mastered. go out.

The note read, "A fellow named Orlando, who took the core of the desert tomb, is fleeing with the help of his kind. This is an evil spirit, and he is at his weakest. Kill him, Both the core and the tomb of the desert will belong to the victor."

In fact, he wasn't quite sure the note would work, because if it was him, he'd be looking for a way out under the desert.No one will see him, and no one will find him.

But the Bishop of Orlando is not Hutu, he is still a baby, and he has not yet understood the power he possesses.Coupled with his fear of Hutu's pursuit, he only wanted to escape as quickly as possible, so he came to the ground, braving the scorching heat, running wildly on the sand.

Such a black thing, running wildly in the middle of a piece of yellow sand, is really too conspicuous.Coupled with the fact that someone deliberately searched for him, he was soon discovered.People looked at him as if they were looking at a moving treasure. The helicopter flew up like a flock of sparrows with a "hula", and chased after the black figure whose outline could not be seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)