Chapter 180 The black author who became a Sequence One writer! Pales's worldview was shattered

"Most of my plans have been successful. Klein has really become the new generation of the Lord of Mysteries... The God of War was also killed, but!"

A haze appeared in Amanisis's eyes. She finally realized why the group of people had such an attitude towards her before.

In this novel, although she is indeed in the protagonist's camp, she is also a senior time traveler.

But she is also one of the behind-the-scenes pushers who watched and even let Dunn die...

She is a behind-the-scenes mastermind who completely ignores the influence of emotions! The leader of the times.

Such a character image, if it is just a character in the book, is undoubtedly very charming. But when it really enters reality...

"Damn it!"

If Amanisis had known that it would be like this, she would have chosen to save Captain Dunn before he died. When Klein becomes the Lord of Mysteries... before he falls into a deep sleep, let Captain Dunn meet Klein again.

Directly a happy ending!

"But, this is okay." Amanisis sighed. At least, he is not a villain.

After thinking for a while, Amanisis thought and issued an oracle.

...

At the same time.

Under the leadership of the trembling Dunn and Old Neil, a group of people left Klein's house and came to the Tingen team office.

"First of all." Klein hesitated and stared at Old Neil with entanglement.

"... Why do you look at me like this?" Old Neil's mouth twitched slightly, and he had an ominous premonition.

"Let me do it." The old master's eyes suddenly condensed, and he stretched out a finger. The bright divine light suddenly bloomed, and the back of Old Neil was twisted. A figure vaguely emerged and made a sharp and long cry.

Old Neil's body suddenly shook, and then he felt his brain was clearer than ever. He realized something and broke out in a cold sweat, "I was... could it be..."

Fear emerged in Old Neil's eyes. He wanted to say something, but it was all stuck in his throat.

"It's okay, it's all over!" Klein comforted.

Then, the old Taoist priest and Xia Mi looked at each other and walked towards the door at the same time.

...

"The offspring of the Creator." The old Taoist priest's huge spiritual power was vented in all directions at this moment. Tingen's information continued to flow into his mind. He locked the target and appeared directly in front of the pregnant woman.

As if sensing the threat, the terrifying and twisted energy was vented at this moment. However, the old Taoist priest just gently stretched out his hand and pressed down, and the power was suppressed. Although the pregnant woman screamed, her life was not threatened at all.

"... It hurts, it hurts!" The pregnant woman's face was pale, and she wanted to faint.

The old Taoist priest frowned, thought for a long time, and suddenly took out a mobile phone from behind him, and then ordered a song Katyusha.

The familiar Russian tone sounded, and the fetus, who was struggling violently, seemed to be comforted by some inexplicable comfort at this moment, and gradually calmed down.

The pregnant woman gasped for air, staring at the ceiling with a blank mind, unable to even think about how strange and illogical the arrival of the old master was.

Pursing his lips, the old master cast a golden light to heal the pregnant woman's body, and then carried her back to the office.

...

"Mrs. Sharon is really..." Xia Mi stared expressionlessly at the deadpool summoned by her, the woman who was torn apart alive.

As the god of death Hela, Xia Mi controls the road to the world of Nibelungen. As long as she wants, she can make countless deadpools come like the god of death in the myth, giving the world an equal doomsday.

Even if she came to another world, this authority, perhaps because of the favor of heaven, or because of other reasons, can still be used anyway.

The deadpool respectfully handed over the witch characteristics condensed on Hela's body to Xia Mi.

"Great heaven bless! Lord God bless." Xia Mi muttered for a moment and chose to purify directly.

Then, as the divine light fell, Xia Mi stared at the two sets of sequence seven potions in front of her with a strange look. And they had already been purified...

"Why two?" Xia Mi was a little confused. Didn't they say that if two were purified, one could be obtained? Although Mrs. Sharon was sequence six, but... it was normal to give one sequence seven, two...

"No matter! It's good to get it." Xia Mi's expression became firm. Lu Mingfei, Jiang Zuo, don't blame her, this is all arranged by God.

Then, Xia Mi turned into a black shadow with some interest.

The darkness of the whole city was surging at this moment, and the earth was shaking slightly...

As the king of the earth and the mountains, Xia Mi's perception spread in all directions with the earth. Soon he locked the target.

...

In a house with a red chimney.

"... This world! What happened?!" Ins stared at the Alesuhod pen that was writing crazily without his control with a pale face.

"Under the power of ●●, ●●●● appeared in Klein's home, and they ●●●●..."

Ins took a look and saw that at least 40% of it was black. Moreover, the pen in his hand was draining his spiritual power at an almost crazy speed. He felt like he was about to die...

"No, I can't write any more! Something is wrong with this city now... I have to run, I have to run away." Ince threw the pen on the table with a frightened face, and he frantically pulled out his hair in large swaths. His hair fell out.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ince began to sort out his clothes, but...

"I'm very sorry." A gentle and clear voice sounded, "But...can you please just go and die in peace?"

Ince's eyes slowly opened wide. He turned his head stiffly and saw an extremely beautiful woman with black hair and black eyes. There was a smile on her lips.

At this moment, Ince even wondered...if he had seen a witch? But before Ince could even speak, he lost consciousness.

…

In the office.

Xia Mi appeared again, clapped his hands gently, the gate of Nibolong opened, and two dead servants walked out.

One Deadpool carried Ince's body, while the other Deadpool respectfully presented the Pen of Alsuhod to the author of Utopia with both hands.

"Actually, I'm quite shocked!" Xia Mi complained, "I thought Adam would suddenly show up to stop me... As a result, I didn't notice anything unusual from the beginning to the end! I don't know whether it was Adam or not. He is really not here, or his invisibility is so powerful that it can even affect me."

"...It could also be that Adam is here, but after sensing your presence, he was so frightened." Ye Fanmo rubbed his chin, is Adam strong? It is naturally powerful, but compared to the complete Dragon King who is in charge of power...it is still much inferior in nature!

Of course, with Adam's characteristics and the blessing of the Chaos Sea, he may not be inferior to a true god in a fight! Even someone as strong as Xia Mi might not be able to chew the opponent down. There might even be something wrong... After all, Xia Mi is famous for being embarrassing and flip-flopping.

But the problem is... just a writer's characteristics are not enough for Adam to bet his life on it. Especially when Xia Mi is not just Xia Mi, there is also the Heavenly Master, the Third Young Master, Dumbledore and others behind him...

"Thank you." Wu Zhuo took a deep look at Xia Mi and chose to use the Lord God to purify.

The next moment, Wu Zhu's pupils suddenly shrank.

"What's wrong?" Xia Mi, who had been paying attention to the writer, asked quickly.

After a short silence, Wu Zhuo took a deep breath, "The Lord God suddenly sent me a message... telling me that because of Black Sky's attention, he gave me extra loan points..."

Ye Fan: "???"

"...Why did I inexplicably think of it," Xiao Yan's mouth twitched and his eyes were a little dazed, "The one who took the plane to upgrade, asked the farmer brother to bring his mobile phone, and borrowed 200,000 yuan on the spot..."

"I can't stand it any longer! The Lord God does this too, right?" Klein covered his face with a snap.

"Shut up, I won't allow you to humiliate the Lord God like this." Wu Zhuo was immediately anxious, "First, I can refuse this...Second, he also gave me a choice. I can choose to give points and merits in the future, or You can choose to get another writer’s feature! And there is no interest... He didn’t even tell me when he would pay it back!”

"And in return..."

The void is constantly twisting, containing a magic potion that is difficult to describe in words, condensed and formed.

Wu Zhuo's pupils contracted, and without any hesitation, he poured it into his stomach. The next moment, the aura on his body suddenly surged.

It was refined instantly!

Wu Zhuo felt as if a long, long time had passed, and also felt as if only a moment had passed. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the whole world was different.

There was dead silence.

"...This is impossible!!!" Pales broke through the defense again.

Even after listening to the discussion of the group of people in front of him, he was actually mentally prepared for this, but seeing the man in front of him rise from a non-Sequencer to a Sequence One Archangel writer, he still felt that The cerebellum shrank.

"...It's okay!" This time, Leonard was very calm, "The person in front of me is the author of the Lord of Mysteries... No matter what he does, I think it is normal."

"...Even if it's a role-playing method, you have to follow the rules! Basic logic." Pales ignored Leonard at all. He understood that Leonard simply didn't know too much information about the potion, so he didn't know. What does this scene mean?

This is simply a miracle!

No, the gods will cry when they see it!

Even if you are the author of the Lord of Mysteries, you should at least start drinking from Sequence 9... What the hell are you, a writer who ate Sequence 1 directly without losing control, digested it successfully, and quickly upgraded to Sequence 1!

You are so awesome, why don’t you just become the Creator immediately! etc……

Pales later realized that as the author of Lord of Mysteries, maybe on a conceptual level, the existence in front of him is really equivalent to the Creator. If the potion is of sufficient level and has uniqueness... maybe it can actually work.

Pales was silent at this moment, and he began to recall the difficulties and obstacles on his way to becoming Sequence One. Comparing it again, the person in front of him was considered a good candidate, and there was no need to worry about the pollution getting out of control... He stopped talking and fell into isolation.