Reborn Rich To Rival Country

the other side.

Chen Mo sailed on the cruise ship for about three days and three nights.

Finally landed on an island that I do not know where it is located.

The island is so big that it can't be seen at a glance, and the forest is dense, and the sound of beasts can be heard.

Chen Mo could even see tigers, lions and other beasts appearing among the vegetation.

"If I break free and run into the forest on this island, I'm afraid I won't be caught by others, and I'll be eaten by beasts." Chen Mo secretly thought.

"The view is nice, isn't it?"

With his hands on his back, Michelle walked up to Chen Mo with a smile and said, "This island is called Paradise Island. It was built by the horror prince Vlad XIII according to the appearance of paradise recorded in the myth."

"It is surrounded by the sea on all sides and is full of cliffs. The only entrance and exit is at this pier."

"In this forest, he raised 1,000 lions, 1,000 tigers, 1,000 leopards, and many poisonous snakes and poisonous insects."

"In sixty years, no one has ever escaped without passing the test."

Chen Mo's eyes narrowed slightly: "Trial?"

Michelle smiled mysteriously: "Yes, we call it a trial, and the horror is known as the "God Game". You'll soon find out what it is.

Come on, I'll take you to meet the master of this island, Vlad XIII, the horror. "

Led by several foreign strong men, Chen Mo and Michelle drove to the center of the island together.

About two hours on.

Chen Mo saw a majestic palace perched on the edge of a cliff on top of a mountain.

The palace is a pure classical European design. It looks particularly eerie under the wind and the sun all the year round, very much like the residence of the vampire Count Dracula in the movie.

The two entered the palace.

There are all kinds of modern electrical appliances inside, and the lights are turned on enough.

Soon Chen Mo saw an old man with a gaunt face supported by two beautiful western girls.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Michelle, you're here..."

Michelle respectfully said: "Master Terror, this is the first king of the summer, the White Dragon King Chen Mo. With his participation, your last "God Game" will definitely shine! "

The Terrorist nodded: "Okay! Cough, cough...very good!"

"Go and take Chen Mo to the prison...cough cough...in a few days, let him participate in the audition..."

Several well-armed strong men immediately escorted Chen Mo to a prison.

Here, it was dark and damp, the bed was made of wood, the floor was covered with straw, and there were mice, bed bugs, and cockroaches in the grass.

The tired Chen Mo sighed, lay down on the wooden bed, and rested.

The identity of the reborn is of no use here.

Next is life or death... Chen Mo is out of his control.

"Chen Mo, in fact, I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you are useless!"

At this time, Michelle looked at Chen Mo jokingly outside the cell, and his eyes were full of joy.

Because Michelle knew that if she competed in intelligence and business warfare, she would not be able to play Chen Mo.

He will never allow people smarter than himself to exist in this world!

So, although he didn't like to use the power of Terror, Michelle did it anyway.

"Lord Apostle, Lord Terror invites you to dinner." The beautiful girl beside her respectfully said.

"Okay, let's go. I can't stay for a second in this stinky place."

Michelle covered her nose and followed the beautiful girl servant.

In Michelle's eyes, the prison where Chen Mo lives is no different from a dry toilet.

He never wanted to go there again in his life.

The palace's dinner room.

At this time, hundreds of beautiful girl servants have been bringing countless delicious delicacies to the table one after another.

Michelle looked at nearly a hundred dishes on this long table, as well as various collector's editions of famous wine, and couldn't help but be surprised:

"Why is Duke Terror being so polite?"

"Just have dinner, don't be so grand, right?"

The horror man smiled slightly: "It should be." The two sat down and exchanged cups. Michelle was very happy to eat.

"Lord Apostle, you should be the one with the most power and the most assets among the Foundation's apostles, right? Cough, cough..." The Terrorist said with a smile.

"Hehe, Mr. Terror, you have won the prize, but what you said is the truth. Among the Twelve Apostles, I do have the most power and the most assets."

"It's no exaggeration to say that, in fact, my assets and rights have surpassed the twelfth main god in the foundation."

Michelle Horus said proudly.

This has the meaning of showing off, but it is more to let the Terrorist see his strength and let the Terrorist cooperate with him more.

The Terrorist had a happy expression on his face, and nodded incessantly: "It's great...cough...cough...it's really good..."

Michelle felt that something was not right in the atmosphere.

The way this terrifying man looked at him in front of him...

It's like a vampire seeing delicious prey!

"Master Horror...you...what are you laughing at?"

Michelle shivered.

"Cough cough... My "God Game" is even more interesting... What do you think I'm laughing at? "

The terrifying man smiled grimly.

"You...what do you mean..."

Michelle Horus shivered.

"Bring someone up...cough cough..."

The horror man waved his hand.

The door not far away opened, and a man with disheveled hair was pulled over.

When she saw this person's appearance, Michelle's eyes shrank suddenly!

This person is the twelfth main god of the Foundation, Kaiwei Miller, codenamed "Hermes"!

"Vlad, what are you doing?!"

"This is the Lord God of the Foundation, you dare to touch him?!"

Michelle said angrily, sweating profusely.

Kaiwei Miller said weakly at this time: "Vlad... crazy... he is crazy..."

"He couldn't catch anyone else... so he caught me... asking me to represent the Foundation in some of his bullshit games..."

Michelle finally understood what the Terrorist said just now!

I am also a member of the foundation.

And his strength is stronger than Kaiwei Miller!

Mr. Terror is asking him to replace Kaiwei Miller to participate in the game of gods! ! !

"Lord God?"

"Ha ha……"

The horror man disdainfully picked up the silver knife in his hand and threw it!

The silver knife instantly fell into Kaiwei Miller's Tianling cover!

"If he really is a god...cough cough..."

"Then why was he killed by a knife?"

The horror man laughed mockingly.

Michelle was completely stunned!

Prince Terror dares to kill even the Lord God, so how could he even put an apostle in his eyes?

He immediately knelt on the ground and begged: "Lord Terror, please let me go... I'm just an apostle... Bah, what apostle!"

"I'm the errand in the foundation!"

"What gods are we called, apostles, that's just putting gold on our own faces!"

"We are just ordinary businessmen! We have no ability!"

However, Duke Terror didn't care, he waved his hand and said:

"Cough cough... Take him to the cell... Prepare to participate in the audition in a few days..."

"If you want to live...just do your best to win the game of gods...cough cough..."