Douluo See You For a Long Time

The man in black was just a civilian, and he was besieged by hundreds of soul masters. In the blink of an eye, his body was gone, and even his body was divided and eaten by the angry soul masters.

The memories of these days were so painful that they no longer wanted to think about the consequences of this, and whether they would be chased and besieged by other soul masters.

All they want now is revenge, so that the pain they have suffered these days should be returned to the perpetrators of the pain, including the men in black, Will, Wu Chong, and even the current emperor of the Soul Master Empire.

This was the perfect candidate for a group of suicide terrorist attacks. Cheng Ying shouted in a low voice: "Stop it!" The terrifying spirit was suppressed and enveloped the entire audience. The hysterical soul masters felt the fear originating from their blood, as if What was in front of them was like a huge beast.

In a sense, their feeling is absolutely correct. Aren't the soul beasts from millions of years ago the great beasts of the prehistoric times?

"Come! Get these and start doing it!" Cheng Ying took out a large amount of arms and explosives from the storage soul guide. Hot weapons have been invading Douluo for so many years, and basically everyone knows how to use these things.

They originally regarded the guy who called himself Voldemort as an enemy, but they saw this. I knew immediately that they were helping. Already eager for revenge, they did not hesitate to pick up a large number of arms on the ground and carry explosives on their backs, ready to detonate at any time and die with the enemy.

Each one had a dozen or so grenades on his waist, and everyone was an explosion maniac. More than 600 people rushed towards the palace frantically, and all the guards in their path were blown away by their fierce firepower.

Cheng Ying nodded with satisfaction. The new soul master empire would definitely like this gift from him!

Chengying noticed that someone sneaked out of his sight. Xiaolan must have gone back to report the news.

Cheng Ying thought for a while, but did not stop the man. Voldemort was just his vest. I’m not sure whether I’ll use it in the future. It doesn't matter even if someone finds out.

There was chaos in Barak City, and Cheng Ying also quietly disappeared at the end of the street in the chaos.

It took a long time for the riot to subside. It is true that these 600 souls are already difficult to deal with and the firepower in their hands is terrifyingly powerful. The weapons Cheng Ying took out were all standard weapons of the Tulip Army.

Compared with those castrated versions of appearance weapons, they are more than a little bit more powerful. Only those who risk losing their heads and smuggle military weapons can provide this level of weapons to the outside world.

The huge gap in firepower made it take a lot of effort to exterminate this wave of rebels.

It also triggered a panic among the senior officials of the Barak Kingdom.

Will's face was as black as carbon. He never expected that someone could destroy the puppet system. This was something he absolutely could not accept, because the puppet system was the foundation of all his industries.

If the Soul Stone Empire wants to pursue souls, it is inevitable that it needs a large population, and these populations must be composed of soul masters. Without controlled souls, it is impossible to use them as a reproductive machine.

In this way, the future black technology industrial system will definitely not have enough soul masters to support it, and this will be a devastating blow to them.

"Check! I have to dig deep to find out this Voldemort! If you provide information, there will be a reward of one thousand. If you kill Voldemort, there will be a reward of one hundred thousand! This cancer must be eradicated."

This was the first time Will had shown a rude expression since he came to the Soul Master Empire. In contrast, Wu Chong was relieved, although turning the Soul Masters into puppets was also an idea he agreed with.

It was undoubtedly a great comfort to him that the marriage that had been downplayed as a puppet could be restored. At least he was no longer the executioner who massacred tens of thousands of soul masters at once.

On the other side, Cheng Ying, who transformed into a merchant and wandered the streets, actually looking for an excuse to have lunch, saw that the streets and alleys were covered with Voldemort's wanted posters. Looking at the strange wanted criminal with a bald head and no nose, Cheng Ying Ying squirted all over the wall with a mouthful of hand cake.

"Fuck! This...Voldemort Feng Ping was killed..."

This wasn't what made Cheng Ying feel uncomfortable the most, because soon a telegram from Tulip came through his headset. The news is simple. The former Balak Kingdom has now become the Soul Master Empire. They have sent a joint arrest request to Tulip for a powerful evil soul master who calls himself Voldemort.

As long as you can catch it, the Balak Kingdom promises to provide a reward of one million gold soul coins.

Cheng Ying's mouth twitched as he looked at it, and he suddenly wanted to throw himself into a trap. Let’s earn him one million gold soul coins first. This plan seems to have quite a lot of room for maneuver.

But Cheng Ying just thought about it and didn't actually take action. It's a good thing that he wasn't recognized, but if he was betrayed, it would be great fun if he was recognized as Lord Tulip disguised as Lord Voldemort.

But thinking of the evil soul master, Cheng Ying suddenly realized a problem. It seemed that there had been no evil soul master in his territory for a long time.

He was actually a little confused. He had never promulgated a law against evil soul masters, so why did evil soul masters disappear in the territory?

Although the evil soul master's undead soul skills cannot be taught like magic, they are indeed very suitable research samples! He has always welcomed evil soul masters to join the Technology Development Bureau.

Tulip Duchy, poor relief station...

The two evil soul masters were holding two bowls of gruel and slurping away at it, looking miserable.

"Brother! I haven't drank blood for three days! Not to mention human blood, I don't have to drink pig blood. If this continues, I will almost forget that I am a vampire!"

"Don't mention it! Your brother and I have been digging graves for the past few days. All we found were urns and not a single bone was absorbed. I was also chased for more than ten miles with a shotgun. I'm almost osteoporotic. Damn it! Who invented cremation? I want to greet all the female relatives in his family!"

"Oh! The days are getting really sad! Let's go move bricks together in the afternoon! If I can't drink blood, I at least want to eat blood sausage! The city management and law enforcement brigade is too strong, and all the brothers who caused trouble have gone in , I don’t know how many years he was sentenced!”

"Alas! How could I, the mighty Skeleton Soul Emperor, have to move bricks just for a pot of pig bone soup? Times have changed! Soul power is worthless!" He couldn't help but think of the fear of being controlled by the urban management brigade's rockets.

Cheng Ying never expected that the evil soul master would be so miserable in his territory. If he had known earlier, he would have clearly marked the price in the hospital's blood bank, and just bought it if he wanted to drink human blood! It can also stimulate labor enthusiasm, so why not do it!

Compared to trivial things like the evil soul master, Cheng Ying's attention was attracted more by another thing, the large-scale production line of food-based food in the soul master empire.

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