Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 484

"Zahir, old man, if you surrender, I can talk to Prince Herama and give you a quick death!"

"Zahir, you are such a shameless old bastard that you even killed your own children. I have never seen anyone as shameless as you."

"Zahir, I'm not afraid to let you know that the slate you are so proud of does not have an old man in it, but only an old saint lady. And the old saint lady is my backer. I am the patron saint of both virtue and art, Saint Baran, who has been bestowed with a yellow jacket by the emperor!"

Inside the stone gate, several people were fighting. Liu Yonglu was fighting and shouting in an attempt to distract Grand Duke Zahir's attention. Originally, he had a good idea. Once the stone gate was opened, it would be four against one on his side. I had the advantage. How could I not be able to defeat you, Grand Duke Zahir?

He really guessed wrong. This old BK is indeed an old pervert who has studied stone slabs for decades. He is really capable!

As soon as he entered the room, he threw a jar at him. Mr. Shani took it without knowing what was going on. He was caught right in the act. That was no ordinary jar! It was an ancient relic!
At first Liu Yonglu called on Mr. Shani to join him, but Mr. Shani did not respond after he called him twice. The fat man's eyes became twisted and his human disguise began to fade, revealing the sticky black asphalt inside his body.

Millie Tang was well-informed, and she knew that the function of the jar was similar to a forbidden spell called "Imprisoning Vitality", also known as "Black Murder". At this time, Mr. Shani's soul had been controlled and could not be freed for the time being.

Without Mr. Shani, Liu Yonglu's fighting power was greatly reduced, and this Grand Duke Zahir had a lot of ancient relics in his hands. Just Guan Shani's jar alone was enough for him to take away...

How is this fight going?
"Or else, we should exit first. These copied ancient relics can only be used in the space where the stone slab is located. They cannot be used outside."

Millie Tang guessed that Liu Yonglu was okay, at least he could fight with his eyes open. She and Yasmine couldn't see the stone slab in the middle of the room so it was very difficult for them to fight, and they were in danger several times.

"No, we haven't found Cha Ling yet. So, you go find Cha Ling first, and Yasmine and I will take care of Old BK!

By the way, Mi Li'er, doesn't it cost a price to use ancient relics? Why does Zahir use them as if they were free..."

"This...I don't know either."

Millitang had indeed never seen such a weird mystic, or it could be said that the Zahir in front of her was no longer an ordinary person. Liu Yonglu was right. If he were an ordinary person, he would not be able to use so many ancient relics even if you gave him one. But Grand Duke Zahir had no taboos and used them freely!
"Zahir, are you really planning a rebellion? My troops are just outside the crypt. I have already taken over the city of Tirmsi. Did you expect that?"

Liu Yonglu knew that Zahir was very capable. He had already delivered a round of takeout to Toad before, but after this Grand Duke came out, he continued to play music and dance as if nothing had happened.

At this time, he had no choice but to transform into Herama to intimidate Grand Duke Zahir.

"Prince Herama..."

As soon as he threw his own daughter into the corner, Zaheer turned around and saw the person he least wanted to see.

Prince Herama naturally knew the secret of the crypt, otherwise he would not have gone to so much trouble to find the cocoon. At this moment, when he suddenly saw Liu Yonglu turning into Herama, Zahir was also shocked.

He looked him up and down, and sure enough, from the height to the demeanor, he was exactly the same as the Herama he knew.

Since this person dared to come, he must have made sufficient preparations. It turns out that Ricky Baldwin is not a special envoy from the Western Continent at all. He is actually an undercover agent of Herama!
You are scheming to steal my slate, right?
Zahir, who had turned into a half-human monster, laughed loudly towards the sky. His ten fingers suddenly fell off by themselves. The fingers fell to the ground and suddenly began to grow wildly. The blood-red flesh threads seemed to have their own will. Under the light of the stone slab, one by one, Grand Duke Zahir stood up from the ground!

Liu Yonglu, who had become Prince Herama, froze. He knew why Zahir used the ancient relics without paying, why he always played with his gem ring, and why he was so cruel to his own children! It turned out that old BK had copied more than a dozen of himself in advance!

Liu Yonglu had been very careful about the ring on his hand before, and after a long time, he realized that the ring was not an ancient relic! It was used to fix the finger!
Why there is no cost for using the ancient relic? Because Zahir transferred the cost to his several clones, and the toad swallowed only one clone.

And why doesn't he care about the lives of his own children? Because his life has been continued in this way, so he doesn't have to count on natural reproduction!
Unexpectedly, he ended up making things worse and forced out Zaheer's strongest form.

"Herama, now that you are here, you don't have to leave."

A dozen Grand Dukes Zahir surrounded Liu Yonglu with dozens of ancient relics. Some of them stood close by, some far away, and some even pounced on Millie Tang and the seriously injured Yasmine in the distance!
The toad can’t eat so many in one breath, and those that are far away definitely can’t fit into the black stone!

"Zahir, do you think that I am afraid of you just because you have so many people?"

At the critical moment, Liu Yonglu still has one last trick left!
There was a broken sword stuck in the wall next to Liu Yonglu. He raised his index finger upwards and chanted:
"The dark tower rises in a dream, the light falls silently, and the shadows grow in an intertwined way.

We hold the bloody truth in our hands and walk between blasphemy and chaos.

The roar of the beast escapes the pale false world, allowing the lost to stretch out their bloody tongues to lick the glory of the end. "

Liu Yonglu ran and muttered to himself, thinking, "It takes a thousand days to raise an army but only a moment to deploy it. There are evil followers everywhere, so hurry up and send an order. Disciples of the donkey, come and save your messenger!"
Liu Yongli's entire body was now enveloped by the aura of the bookmark, and he was reciting the Black Tower summoning prayer that Ismail had mentioned a few days ago. How could the effect be bad?
Suddenly, a black mist filled the room without any warning.

Several figures walked out of the black fog first. They were the strange guys sitting in the lobby of the Black Tower Hotel.

They were men and women, young and old, and all had expressionless faces. The only characteristic of them was that they were completely black, with no other colors.

Dozens of black-robed believers followed behind. After appearing in the crypt, most of them looked around. Liu Yonglu hurriedly shouted:
"Don't look at the central slab!"

After hearing what he said, the black-robed people lowered their heads in fear. One of them took two steps forward and asked in a low voice:
"Excuse me, is it the Messenger of the Climbing Chaos who is calling us?"

Liu Yonglu recognized Ismail's voice and snorted coldly:
“Ismael, doesn’t the Brotherhood want to seize the city of Tirmusi first, and then sacrifice the unified Kurt to Lord Chaos?

Look, who is this person in front of you! ? "

Before Ismail could respond, an elder among the black-robed men whispered:

“Mr. Messenger, thank you for sending Grand Duke Zahir and his ancient relics to us!

Brotherhood of the Beast, obey the Messenger's oracle!"

(End of this chapter)