King of Black Mist

In the lounge, Li Changzhou looked at the black mist and tried to establish contact again.

This is his daily routine. Just like some people develop the habit of going to the toilet before going to bed, he now also has the habit of chatting with Kurogiri before going to bed.

The result is still failure.

He recalled the white ID card and stared at the blue flame text on it.

[Skills: "Concentration" (Level D), "Dracaena Style·Kirin Blood Drainage" (Level C), "Photo Transfer" (Level B), "Healing" (Level C), "Escape" (Level B) ), "Boerbird style gardening" (E-level)]

He was thinking about replacing "healing".

He had been thinking before that a skill that could heal injuries by just eating might come in handy at some point.

Also, any injuries sustained during training can be cured by eating a meal after training, so I keep them.

But being attacked by that inexplicable 'turn-based game' today, and the 'invisible hero' that even Yang Qinglan didn't notice, filled his heart with a sense of crisis.

In the real world, he can take his sister and Yang Qinglan to hide in the "honeypot world", but what if it's in a game? "Honeypot World" is not allowed to enter or leave in the game.

Even in the real world, there may not be enough time.

And simply hiding in the "honeypot world" and burying yourself in the mud like a turtle is absolutely not acceptable.

If you don't go through training, you will die in a certain game sooner or later.

What's more, being able to enter at will, the "honeypot world" is a paradise, but being able to only stay in it is like going to jail, just like a game. Playing whenever you want is a game, but you can only play and must play, which is torture.

Based on the above considerations, although Li Changzhou felt that "healing" was quite good, he decided to replace it.

Among the large number of identity cards seized in Prague, those with skills or instincts suitable for combat have been placed in a separate pile. His goal is "the coming of death."

[Name: The Coming of Death]

[Type: Skill]

[Quality: B]

[Special Effect: Summon a Bone Death God from the void to fight for you]

[Minimum usage conditions: Intelligence 6, Charisma 6, Perception 4]

[Introduction: Death's sickle only cuts living creatures; attack range is 5 meters]

[Note: If there is no other life around you, it is best not to meet the God of Death alone, unless you want to go with Him]

This was the instinct of Sobek who once attacked Yaferona.

With only himself around, Li Changzhou took out a fish from the "honeypot world".

This fish is very strange. It is the life of the "honeypot world". It is silver in color and has no fishy smell. It is very delicious when eaten raw, and it is even more delicious when grilled or cooked in soup.

The fish stirred on the ground, full of vitality, and he summoned Death.

The void shattered like a mirror, and the bones of Death were covered in black rags, nearly two meters tall, and carrying a huge bone sickle of nearly three meters on its shoulders.

There was a cold wind in the lounge. The silverbait that had been jumping around just now was blown by the cold wind and became as stiff as death. Only his lips were still opening and closing instinctively.

Li Changzhou observed for a while and gave instructions in his mind.

Death changed the scythe from 'carrying' to 'holding', and swung it, drawing a straight line like white light on the wall of the lounge.

The wall was still a wall, no damage had been sustained, and it seemed that it could only cut living things.

Li Changzhou looked at the fish on the ground again and ordered the God of Death to kill it.

Death didn't move.

The fish is dead?

Li Changzhou looked at the silverbait and confirmed that it was still alive, then he looked doubtfully at the God of Death floating in the air, who was as huge as a big white bell.

Death is trembling.

Black mist was flying around it.

At this moment, Li Changzhou felt Heiwu's emotion for the first time - interesting.

Like children in an amusement park, circling around the dolls.

Black Mist stretched out his "hand", broke off the white skull of the God of Death like breaking off half a piece of bread, and stuffed it into his "mouth".

Death's skullless body trembled slightly, like the silver fish on the ground.

(Don’t let me eat it!) Li Changzhou shouted subconsciously in his heart.

But compared to the God of Death, he was more happy to see the changes in the black mist.

So far, apart from occasionally stopping to stare at a certain place, the black mist has only changed once - in Mingcheng Science and Technology Plaza, a swarm of mosquitoes as dense as a dark cloud possessed a corpse.

After that, no matter how Li Changzhou commanded, begged, manipulated, or threatened, the black mist never possessed any corpse again.

Now there is another change - eating death.

I don’t know how many Death Gods there are. If this one is eaten, can the second one be summoned?

Just as Li Changzhou was thinking about this, Hei Wu suddenly felt unpalatable and vomited out the white skull he had eaten.

The white skull was dyed with traces of black, like a string of mysterious runes, but Li Changzhou believed that this was just the "slobber" of Heiwu, just like Bi eating a lollipop, which would leave a lot of saliva on it every time. .

The head covered with 'slobber' was put back on its head. Heiwu lost interest in the God of Death, fell to the ground, and continued to stare at the wall in a daze.

Li Changzhou couldn't help but recall the white ID card, and the blue flames outlined as ""The Coming of Death" (Class B)" danced to form new words.

[Name: The Coming of Black Death]

[Type: Skill]

[Quality: B+]

[Special effect: Summon a white-skeletal black god of death from the void to fight for you]

[Minimum usage conditions: Intelligence 7, Charisma 8, Perception 10, consume one point of wisdom every three minutes (player ‘King of Black Mist’ does not need any conditions)]

[Introduction: Black Death's scythe only destroys the souls of living creatures; Black Death is immune to physical attacks; attack range is 5 meters]

[Remarks: The God of Death who has been mysteriously "blessed", the lucky one among the Gods of Death (Mystery: the taste is very unpleasant, not recommended for consumption)]

Under Li Changzhou's command, Black Death waved his sickle, and a ray of light as white as the moon fell on the silver fish.

Not a trace was left, except for the eyes, which burned with white fire and turned pale, until the fish lost its breath and the rest of its body was intact.

‘How can we treat the wounds in our souls? ’

While Li Changzhou obtained strange power, he was also thinking about how to deal with it if he encountered such strange power.

He put away the Black Death and threw the fish carcasses into the "honeypot world" to make fertilizer for the giant trees.

Lying on the simple iron frame wooden bed, he closed his eyes and prepared to rest, but his brain was still thinking.

You have to find a healing skill that can cope with daily training, or let Li Qianxia or Yang Qinglan learn one. After all, "Kilin Blood Drainage" has a limit on blood, so you can't lose too much blood.

Also, once the "Honey Pot World" is decorated, replace "Boerbird Style·Gardening" with "One Thing" to allow the Green Bee Sword to grow.

After thinking about the future for a while, he simulated tomorrow's battle in his mind, including military vehicles, mines, and turn-based games.

Remember to steal gas - he reminded himself.

"Fire Wave" is no longer on the skill list, but it has become closer to him.

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Mansion courtyard.

"Two missing!" The girl next to the billiard table suddenly shouted loudly, which happened to be the time when Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan entered the "honeypot world".

"Dead?" the drinking man asked.

"I don't know." The girl looked at the ball area. The number of balls representing the number of players changed from 13 to 11.

"Miles, try again, including the nuns this time." The smoking man glanced at Miles.

"Wait a minute! It's still a little short!"

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Naples, the largest city in southern Italy.

The Prague event had only ended two days ago, and Yaferona was already the new leader of the Camorra mafia.

In a gorgeous European-style conference room, Yaferona was having a meeting.

"Chief, the 'Ndrangheta and the Sicilian side have agreed to talks."

"Where is the location?"

"They proposed that the conference be held in Sicily, where the Mafia originated."

Yaferona didn't say anything. She didn't want to leave the base camp of Naples, but she knew that if she wanted to accomplish something, she had to take risks.

"Chief," one of the subordinates saw her hesitation, "we must go. Once we, the Camorra, are alone and without assistance, the Catholic knights will burn the flames in."

"I understand, get ready"

At this moment, the five gray mist standing behind Yaferona suddenly let out a silent roar, and the gray mist rolled like boiling.

The scene suddenly became tense and panicked. Everyone was frightened and backed away, taking out their firearms.

Just two days ago, the scene where Yaferona brought the gray mist to bloodbath Gomora and killed the leader of the previous generation and his cronies was still deeply imprinted in their minds.

Yaferona did not retreat, staring closely at the gray mist.

There is only one situation when something goes wrong in Gray Mist, that is, something goes wrong with the "lover" she is following.

Black mist is dead?

Yaferona couldn't help but look panicked.

She is just a mistress. When her "lover" is around, she can calmly lead the largest mafia in Naples, the "Camorra".

But something went wrong with her "lover" and she didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Her fate is determined by her "lover", and the only thing she can do is choose to become someone's mistress.

The mafia members of "Camorra" also know her powers. If something happens to these "minions"...

They looked at each other, who would be the next leader?

One of them flashed his eyes and conveyed a message to everyone - kill Yaferona first!

Just when the air gradually became thicker and everyone's breathing was rough and hot, fate fell on the hammer of judgment.

The gray mist looked up to the sky and roared silently. In pain, they each pulled out a gray scythe from the void. The scythes were sharp and full of strange beauty.

boom!

A big man in black named Busida aimed at Yaferona and shot.

The gray mist flashed past, and the gray scythe split the bullet in half, and then flashed again, appearing in front of Busida.

The gray light drew a line, and the gun, hands, tie, suit, and Busida's body were divided into two symmetrical halves.

"Grey Mist's Men" was upgraded to "Reaper Gray Mist's Men".

I wasn't afraid of bullets before, but I couldn't block them. Now I can use my scythe to split or block bullets.

With the sharp sickle, the killing efficiency is also greatly improved.

"It seems that I need to worry about more than just the Catholic knights." Yaferona looked at her men and sneered.

Her red hair is like a blood gem, and as long as she has a powerful lover, she can even become a queen.

Everyone sweated profusely, put down their guns, and swore allegiance again.

The gray mist holding a sickle floated over the conference room, like a shepherd guarding the sheepfold with the god of death.

Yaferona listened with a smile on her face, but she was thinking about Li Changzhou——

Lord Kurogiri is powerful again. Could it be Sobek who has the power of the God of Death? Was it redeemed from game activities? I wonder if I can ask for your help to subdue the other two mafia gangsters.

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Hermack Island, two fifty in the morning.

Li Changzhou released the two of them from the "honeypot world". Li Qianxia brought him a cup of hot milk with her left hand and an egg and a duck egg with her right hand.

"Here," she said.

"You guys," Li Changzhou glanced at the thing and took it, "It's quite leisurely?"

"You can't skip eating, right?" Li Qianxia took it as a matter of course.

"If you don't milk the cows, the cows will get sick." Yang Qinglan even taught him a lesson in return.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Li Changzhou was drinking milk and couldn't hear clearly what he said. It might be gratitude, or it might be venting anger that he dared not speak.

He didn't say anything about Black Mist and Death to prevent others from eavesdropping.

After breakfast, Zheng Qing happened to knock on the door.

At three o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered on time.

"Bon voyage!" Academician Lu said solemnly.

Zheng Qing said nothing and just saluted.

The team that stole the military vehicle was the first to leave.

After running some distance away, Xiao He looked back. Xiao Yun, Yang Liu, Tank, and Xiao Zhang who were assigned to the evacuation team still maintained their saluting postures and watched them off.

Taking another look at Xiaoyun's half-empty left sleeve, he turned back resolutely and followed the others into the deepest night before dawn.