I, Viego, conquer Terra!

A hoarse female voice came from the communicator, accompanied by painful gasps.

"Viego..."

Viego's pupils contracted as he recognized the owner of the voice.

"Chelinina?!"

Chapter 192 A Penguin???

"It's me, Viego." Celinina's voice was a little relaxed in the communicator. "Long time no see."

"...Are you hurt?" Viego frowned, hearing the suppressed pain in her voice.

"I was accidentally scratched by a crossbow arrow, it's no big deal."

"Where are you now?"

"Well, Columbia, Nuremberg, my hometown..." Cellinina exhaled and said slowly: "Don't worry, I'm still safe now, but... the Texas family is gone."

Viego frowned slightly. "What's going on?"

"My father wanted to leave Syracuse and establish his own territory in Columbia, but my grandfather thought that was a way to seek death... So my father killed my grandfather. And I chose to leave... or escape."

Celinina spoke calmly, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, but there was a hint of fatigue in her voice.

"So, the Texas family became independent, and now, a month later, Ms. Sicily has completely issued an order to liquidate Texas. I... am also one of those who will be liquidated."

"...What about you now?"

"I'm trying to find a way to escape from Nuremberg, but... I don't know where to go next." Cellinina sighed.

What she didn't say was that she herself didn't know if she could really escape.

There is more than one Texas family in New Lebao City.

As the most powerful and famous Syracuse family in Colombia, Texas has many of its kind lurking in secret, silently nurturing greedy desires.

Now that the Texas family is in trouble, they will naturally add insult to injury. And she, Celinina Texas, the future legitimate heir of the Texas family, is the most likely person to bring Texas back from hell.

Those greedy hyenas will never let her go.

She was tired and fed up with this kind of life, and even thought about dying like this.

But every time she thought of the white-haired figure, a surge of strength would suddenly arise in her body, driving her to kill one enemy after another until she was safe.

"You are still safe where you are now, right?" Viego asked. "How long will it be safe?"

"Twenty-four hours at most," she said, with a hint of laughter in her voice, and joked, "Are you going to come and save me like a hero, Viego?"

The communication seemed to be interrupted for a brief moment, then there was a noisy electric sound, and finally the man's calm words.

"I'm on my way, Cellinina," he said. "In twelve hours, maybe you can just reach out and hug me?"

Cellinina was stunned for a moment, then smiled, without any doubt about the truthfulness of Viego's words.

she says:

"I want to do more than just hold you, Viego."

click -

Communication hang up.

Viego raised his eyes, looked at the three Shining people in front of him, and nodded slightly.

"Long time no see, Shining, Lizzie, and Gwen."

"Lord Viego." Shining smiled, his face still calm and gentle, he just quietly stretched his legs, his dark brown eyes staring at Viego without blinking. "The crown makes you look even more majestic and handsome."

Liz didn't say anything, but her eyes were shining.

Gwen rushed over directly.

"Viego!" She looked up at Viego, her bright and lively face full of joy. "I miss you so much!"

"Thank you, Gwen, I missed you too." Viego felt much better, smiled and raised his hand to touch Gwen's head, then looked at Shining. "Shining, where are we now?"

Shining guessed that Viego had something urgent to deal with, so he quickly took out the map and pointed to the southern edge of Casimir's border. "It's at this location, Lord Viego."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Shining." Viego nodded and got into the car. "I still have some things to deal with now. I'll come to see you after I'm done."

——Yes, Viego brought his off-road vehicle as well.

As long as he can wrap something in black mist, he can teleport it away, but the consumption will also increase.

Of course, living creatures, or creatures that have not been completely transformed by the Curse of Ruin, will not work.

Because during the transmission process, the black fog will corrode the things in it. If they are not completely transformed by the Curse of Ruin, they will inevitably be harmed by the black fog in the process.

Hmm... maybe the appearance of the Glittering Silver Crown does not mean nothing in terms of improving combat power?

This kind of teleportation seems to be able to be used as a skill to damage the enemy... although when it is actually used, it will appear to be rather useless because it is not as damaging as directly using the Sword of the Ruined King to the enemy.

However, as long as we can really create a "mobile fountain" like the Shadow Island, we won't have to worry about the consumption of this power.

By then, as long as he is strong enough and the area covered by the black fog is large enough, then even if he wants to teleport an entire mobile city through the air, it will not be a problem!

"I wish you all the best, Lord Viego." Shining responded softly.

The man nodded at her in the car, and the SUV "ignited" black mist and rushed to the west.

Casimir is not far from Colombia, and Shining and the others are just south-west of Casimir, which makes it even more convenient for him.

In ten hours at most, he would be able to reach the city where Celinina was.

This happens one after another.

And there's the cheap apprentice to visit, and then he has to come back to enjoy Shining's lap... ahem, visit Shining and Lizzie and Gwen!

Viego also understood the troubles of the time management master.

but...

If the Texas family is the top family in Colombia, and Colombia is a major scientific research country with advanced technology...

So, could he take this opportunity to see if he could find a way to build a mobile city in Colombia?

Even if there is no mobile city, there is a method of building a land ship similar to Rhodes Island in the Tower of Babel. We can use it as a base first, that's fine!

Viego has wanted to drive a Gundam for a long time.

But... I have to leave a mark on Celinina first.

Now the consumption of branding is not as great as before, so I can leave a few more.

This will also avoid you having to spend time rushing over next time a similar situation occurs.

dong dong dong-

There was a knocking sound near the left window.

Viego subconsciously braked suddenly, and the Ruined King Sword appeared in his hand.

whoosh-

A black and white shadow flew out.

"...a penguin?" Viego frowned.

penguin...

penguin???

How the hell are there penguins in another world?

Or in the wilderness without a single snowflake?

The penguin climbed up and slapped Viego's car window in dissatisfaction, opening and closing its beak, as if it was saying something, or just complaining.

Viego hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Uh... no Q coins, thank you...?"

Chapter 193: Too Gentle, I Cried to Death

Penguin opened the passenger door and got in as if no one was around.

——It even pulls the seat belts???

Viego sensed an aura from it that was similar to that of the staff.

God... or something like that?

This world seems to have quite a few subdivisions of things like gods and mythical beasts. The folk biographies in the Syracuse Library are vague about this, and Viego has never quite understood it, so he can only refer to these powerful and ancient creatures as gods or mythical beasts.

Viego thought about it, and seeing that the penguin had no intention of attacking, and was not as arrogant as the Wolf Lord, he temporarily suppressed his desire to attack, stepped on the accelerator, and continued driving towards the city of Nuremberg.

"Who are you?" Viego looked at it.

"You can call me the Great, kid." Penguin crossed his wings... er, hands? He crossed his chest, wearing sunglasses on his face, looking very arrogant. "Want an autograph? I can sign one for you."

"...Signature? Are you a star?"

"Uh..." The penguin froze for a moment, then jumped up. "I will be in the future! But...but..."

He held it in for a long time but couldn't utter a word, and seemed a little dejected.

"Well, I'm not a big star, I'm just an ordinary new artist who just debuted... Those bastards from Columbia said my new song is just a bunch of garbage and refused to let my music be published on their platform."

"Would someone like you like to make music?" Viego was curious. "Then why did you come to me?"

"I just sensed a familiar smell, and thought that some annoying brat had followed me again," said the emperor.

"But after seeing you, I knew that I was wrong. You are different from them. You are completely different."

"Okay." Viego understood, and guessed that the black fog might have some special smell in the eyes of these powerful creatures.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "You mentioned your new song just now?"

What would the music produced by such a powerful creature be like?

Viego was a little curious.

Will their aesthetics be the same as those of ordinary people? Or is it as indescribable and unapproachable as the Voice of Cthulhu?

"Do you want to listen?" Penguin perked up.

"You can give it a listen." Viego said. "I'm more curious about what kind of music someone like you would make."

"I've already told you, this is an absolutely great song! It's a masterpiece that came out of my inspiration!" Penguin angrily took out a record from somewhere, stuffed it into the car DVD player with a snap, and said angrily:

"It's those Colombian bastards who don't know how to appreciate!"

The next moment, rhythmic music sounded in the car, and the voice of penguins sounded along with the drum beats.

Viego raised an eyebrow.

Isn’t this RAP?

This Viego is familiar.

In his previous life, he was obsessed with this stuff for a while. He listened to it a lot, had some understanding of its culture, and even tried to make a few BEATs (accompaniment), which were used by many people.

It has a bit of 2PAC flavor...

Or a name that was more popular in his time.

——Eminem.

“I think this song is pretty good.” Viego commented pertinently: “Maybe it’s just that the Colombians who commented on you can’t accept the new music culture.”

"Are you serious?!" Penguin's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Viego said sincerely, "I think you will definitely be very popular in the future. Maybe you can even lead a new trend. Why don't you try to publish this song somewhere else?"

"Good, good, good!" The emperor patted Viego's shoulder excitedly. "You are the first person who recognized my music. I will definitely remember you. Boy, what's your name?!"

"Uh... uh, right." He sat down again and asked, "Are you heading to Columbia?"

"My name is Viego, and I'm going to Colombia... to save people?"