freeallnovels Chapter 3786 Abraham
Chapter 3786 Abraham
Chapter 3786 Abraham
As the old saying goes, people's sorrows and joys are not shared.
While the True Dragon of Shenzhou and the last princess of the Xuanyuan royal family were loving and hating each other, slandering each other, and were very unhappy, at the embassy of the third brother of the White Elephant in Washington, there was a cloud of worry.
First, Master Bahorichi, the White Elephant's card, was beaten up, and all his strength was lost, and then the team crashed... Then, High Priest Lahar lost contact!
Yes, Master Bahorizi is still being held by the Holy See, and another key figure, High Priest Lahar, has lost contact again... No, he is missing, and his life or death is unknown!
The news was brought by agents from S.H.I.E.L.D. They found the crashed vehicle of High Priest Laharl. There were obvious signs of inhuman fighting at the scene, and they also found a pool of relatively fresh blood in a nearby alley.
Judging from the amount of blood spatter, the murder must have been extremely brutal, possibly ripping the body apart alive...
When team leader Shaha received the news, he felt like the sky was falling. The players of the official team he led were also terrified.
"...At this point, we can't rely on SHIELD agents alone!" Team leader Shaha convened an emergency meeting. "What do you think?"
"Is this targeting us?" The new hero Gabai, who gained the power of the Tiger God and whose status and life also improved, asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the Holy See is behind this?"
Everyone looked at it.
Gabai really enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. He shrugged and said, "That Father Stella is not a good guy. He can attack without restraint on the field. What's so strange about him doing something behind the scenes?"
Team leader Shaha glared at Gabai first, then said seriously: "The Prime Minister has already negotiated with the top leaders of the Holy See. Master Bahorizi will be back soon."
"This is a good thing, but...what have we paid for it?" Singh asked with concern.
Leader Shaha shook his head. "It's nothing more than some money, extraordinary items, etc. You don't have to worry about these. Now, the most important thing for you is to adjust your state, strive to become the final winner of the ring, and obtain [Godhood]... In this way, you will not disappoint the people's expectations of you."
"But...are we just going to ignore the matter of Grand Priest Lahar?" Singh couldn't help but open his mouth... He had to care, because Grand Priest Lahar had already taken a fancy to him before the game, and planned to formally accept him as his disciple after the game.
Of course, this news has not been officially announced, and no one in the team knows about this matter... otherwise Singh might be ostracized by his teammates.
"We have temporarily dispatched an investigation team to enter the country secretly." Team leader Shaha said in a deep voice, "We are our own people, so we can be more assured...Okay, let's discuss tomorrow's tactics now. Especially you, Gabai, don't reveal too many cards at the beginning, otherwise you will be easily targeted."
Gabai chuckled indifferently. Everyone can hide their shortcomings... The limits you see of me are just the limits I want you to see.
The combat meeting lasted until midnight, and Master Bahorizi, with a depressed look on his face, was escorted back by another group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
Master Baholizi returned to the embassy without saying a word. He went straight into the room and locked the door. Everyone knew that Master Baholizi might want to kill someone at this time, and no one dared to offend him.
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That night, someone leaked the news, but the news that Master Bahorizi of the White Elephant had been released and High Priest Lahar had been attacked and disappeared spread like wildfire.
All the major [supernatural] and [inhuman] organizations gathered in Washington, D.C., heard the news.
A night of speculation and discussion.
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"…Good morning, Okami."
After getting on the bus to the stadium, Zi Ling's mother sat down next to Ah Xiruo familiarly.
This morning, the Great God seemed to be emitting the breath of spring all over his body, which made Zi Ling's mother stunned. "Great God, you look so moist today? Did you sleep well last night?"
"What are you talking about..." Ah Xiruo shrugged guiltily, thinking that she would do it again next time.
That kind of soul-interaction-like touch is like poison to the Shenzhou True Dragon who has just tasted it... and it is very addictive.
This made her believe what the so-called cousin who called herself "Angie" in the dream said... Otherwise, how could the size be so suitable?
This is a match made in heaven.
"By the way, Master, I have been here for several days, and I haven't seen the [Empress of Shenzhou]. Isn't she in the embassy?" Zi Ling's mother asked curiously.
"Oh, it's just a mascot, don't worry about it." Ah Xiruo said casually, "I'll introduce you to it when I have the chance."
Ziling's mother nodded.
In fact, she was already very satisfied. After all, several players on the national team had accumulated a lot of material for her... As for the real high-level officials accompanying the [Administrative Bureau] this time, especially those with the title of [National Scholar] like [Fire Cloud Evil God], she didn't dare to think about it.
Didn’t you see that the senior executives all sat in another car? Even in the embassy, they had no chance of interacting with each other.
What she didn't know was that the old guys would try to hide if they could... It would be fine for the younger ones, but how could it be if she had to accompany them in the performance?
If he plays well, he will be the grandson. If he plays badly, he will be scolded by the real dragon. He is neither a human nor a human...
If you can't afford to offend someone, can't you just hide away?
……
On another embassy bus.
"Speaking of which...Princess Zijun, what exactly is going on with Miss Ren?" the old man asked privately.
Ah Xiruo did not deliberately conceal many things, but she did not specifically explain them either, so many things could only be figured out by people's imagination.
For example, the old man knew that Long Jun appeared as "Long Er" and worshipped Ren Ziling as his godmother...but why did it turn out like this?
Be puzzled.
The [Administration] had no choice but to secretly seal up the information of Ren Ziling’s family.
But I'm still curious, right?
Scratching my head and ears.
Today he decided to take this opportunity to find out - mainly because he saw that Su Zijun seemed to be in a good mood today.
Hearing this, Su Zijun couldn't help but think of Ah Xiruo's words last night asking him to test the waters a little more. He said with a stir in his heart, "This woman has some secrets hidden in her... I don't know what they are. The old woman is keeping this matter very secret. I advise you not to ask too much."
——I advise you to gossip more!
The old man nodded thoughtfully, then closed his eyes to rest... It seems that he still needs to pay more attention to it. After all, in all these years, he has never seen Long Jun worshipping a person like a Buddha, and everyone inside and out is just an ordinary person.
Seeing the old man's expression at this moment, Mrs. Su knew that the matter was settled.
——I can’t be the only one who gets beaten?
Speechless all the way.
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On the second day of the preliminary round, there were even more people, and the venue was packed. Even the scheduled start time was delayed by nearly thirty minutes.
Under the envious gazes of the media people, Zi Ling's mother set up a full set of guns and cannons in the inner area.
Today she was no longer satisfied with sitting in the first row of the audience, so Ah Xiruo found her a good seat in the inner field... Not to mention that it was right next to the edge of the fighting arena, it was only a few meters away.
Safety is not even within Xiruo's consideration.
Not to mention that there is a barrier cast by [Glorious] above each arena. At this distance, she can kill the blind guy with just a sneeze.
Besides, even if she didn’t have time to sneeze, there was still a pear next to her... She would definitely be willing to go up and block it when something happened, right?
Therefore, Shenzhou Zhenlong, whose waist was sore, sat directly on the chair in the national team's rest area at the back, yawning and watching Zi Ling's mother busy figure.
Suddenly, Zi Ling's mother let out a low cry.
Ah Xiruo's pupils suddenly froze.
"Pear! Look! That's the great Evan-Vucci! Oh my god, he's here too! I can actually work in the same place as him?!"
"...Who is this?"
"Evan Vucci! The god-level photographer who took the world-famous painting that looks like Liberty Leading the People!!" Zi Ling's mother's eyes sparkled and she spitted. "And the person at your three o'clock position should be the winner of the last Puzer Prize..."
"oh oh……"
Ah Xiruo immediately stopped listening and continued to empty her mind, looking at Zi Ling's mother as if she was looking at a silly roe deer having fun.
"Teacher, is that you?"
Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in my ears.
Ah Xiruo glanced up at the referee's seat calmly without any response... but this was the voice coming from the thought of [Hui Yao].
“I’m glad to see you here, teacher.” Huiyao apologized, “I didn’t recognize you the first time yesterday. If Fire Cloud Evil God hadn’t told me about it last night, I’d have been rude.”
"...I've told you many times that I'm not your teacher, why don't you understand?"
"I will never forget your kindness."
"Eh... forget it." Ah Xiruo shook her head secretly, then looked at the other person seriously, and said thoughtfully: "You... it's almost time to take that step, why are you still staying here?"
"I can't just abandon my students, and I feel I still have room for improvement. My goal is to surpass you one day."
"Isn't your goal to explore the truth of magic?"
"It's not a conflict."
"Heh... I have nothing to do anyway, so why don't you start a game? Let me see how much you have improved recently."
Having said that, Ah Xiruo directly opened a mind space and pulled [Hui Yao] directly into it... [Hui Yao], who was pulled into the mind space, was immediately confused.
At this moment, a golden dragon ten thousand feet long was coiled in the sky.
What the hell is this...
……
This was just a battle of thoughts, and it was extremely secretive… From the onlookers’ point of view, the [Glorious] Tower Master was paying attention to the players on the ring, smiling from time to time, and seemed quite satisfied.
After all, there are contestants from the [Magicians Association] on the stage this time. It is normal for [Hui Yao], as the first tower master, to pay more attention to them.
Only the few people sitting next to Huiyao glanced at him thoughtfully.
After a while, [Hui Yao] suddenly let out a sigh and showed a bitter smile.
"Lost?" Father Stella next to him suddenly asked.
[Hui Yao] looked at the priest in surprise.
The priest's attire today was much more formal. Not only was he dressed in the orthodox garb of a clergyman, but he also behaved very properly after taking his seat. I don't know how the people of the Holy See did it; it was simply a miracle.
Seeing that Huiyao did not answer, Father Stella asked curiously, "How much did you lose?"
[Hui Yao] had no choice but to shake his head and slowly stretched out a finger.
"It was just one move away?"
"I didn't block a single move..."
"hiss……"
……
Ah Xiruo was also shocked by the power of +1 at this time.
It is not difficult for her to defeat [Hui Yao], but it is impossible for her to kill him in one move without using the Zhutian Sword. After all, [Hui Yao] has grown all the way to become one of the best in the world.
"[Binglun], I want to learn the relevant knowledge of [Eternal Divine Art]. Do you have any information?"
"Okay, streaming for you..."
I wonder if after developing the [Stigmata] on my body to the extreme, I can pin that black-hearted woman to the ground and rub her... My old father from my previous life, please give me some strength!
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In a VIP box in a corner of the venue.
The sound of high heels paused outside the door, and then the door slowly opened, and a professional woman with a strong aura walked in slowly.
In the box, Elizabeth was holding an exquisite and gorgeous opera telescope, watching the fight on the ring... When she heard the sound, she turned around immediately and smiled.
"Yue, you're here!"
"I just got off the plane." Zhong Luoyue walked quickly to Elizabeth's side, "I went back to Shenzhou, and some things came up, so I was delayed for a few days."
"It doesn't matter. Yue also has her own things to do and her family." Elizabeth smiled softly.
Zhong Luoyue remained noncommittal... She had already become a [non-human], and a vampire at that, which meant that she was destined to not be able to remain bound to the secular Zhong family.
All she could do was to use Elizabeth's position in the Magician's Association to protect the Zhong family to a certain extent...
"How is the association's team? Are they doing well?" Zhong Luoyue glanced at the fierce competition outside.
"Not bad." Elizabeth smiled and said, "The people from the association should be able to successfully win today's game."
Zhong Luoyue nodded. Although she suddenly heard bursts of exclamations coming from outside, she couldn't help but look over subconsciously... The super eyesight brought by the vampire species allowed her to find the source of the disturbance in an instant.
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"Oh my god, [Berserker] was defeated?!"
"What happened just now? Why did it suddenly..."
"who's that person……"
On the No. 21 ring, the violent giant-like [Berserker] fell to the floor... The floor had been cracked, and the cracks covered nearly two-thirds of the ring.
Unbelievable exclamations continued to be heard... The American audience, who were full of martial virtues, even threw away the bottles and cans in their hands on the spot.
But [Berserker] had obviously lost consciousness and was motionless. His abdomen had been pierced directly and blood was gushing out.
He was a thin guy with a weird standing posture, his waist bent forward, his hands hanging down, and he was wearing a black combat uniform that looked like a straitjacket... and an exaggerated gas mask on his face.
The mouth of the mask looks like the fangs of a ferocious beast.
Soon, the audience at the scene knew the guy who defeated the favorite contestant [Berserker] through the referee's voice.
—Abraham
A free competitor without any organization.