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Chapter 446: Wilbur's Manuscript

Wilbur-Watley is emotionally riled up to the extreme, like a fanatical sectarian, and he will stop at nothing to get "Fang Yu" to join them.

"Then, let's unite!"

Wilbur Whatley licked his lips, looked at him with wild eyes, and said: "If, you join us, you can become an almighty god, and the whole world will fall down and kneel at your feet, why Do you want to covet this person's soul?"

"Humph!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

The corner of "Fang Yu"'s mouth pulled out an exaggerated arc, as if he had heard some big joke, and amidst his arrogant laughter, there was a trace of teasing in his eyes.

Laughter echoed in the empty hall, and the sneer pierced Wilbur Watley's heart like a sharp thorn, his previously fanatical eyes gradually disappeared, and his face became quite gloomy: "You... Are you laughing?"

"You... misunderstood something.

Fang Yu "stopped laughing, tilted his head, looked at her with puzzled eyes, and smiled." He and I are one, I don't know who devoured who, the so-called Dan 25 gold you mentioned is to me Not at all attractive!"

His greatest plan, the one he was most proud of, should be so belittled, even despised, which made Wilbur Watley's heart burn with anger, and two cold and angry lights shot out of his pupils.

"Why do you want to ask?"

Fang Yu "did not give her a chance to ask questions, and replied leisurely: "The reason is actually very simple, because I... I am a god-like being!"

"A spiritual being born from negative emotions, how dare you call yourself a god?" Wilbur Watley said with a sneer on his face. "I had hoped to have you as my servant, but now it seems that my expectations were too high, and you are nothing but a stupid, self-righteous idiot."

"BB...."

A cold light appeared in Wilbur Watley's eyes. He raised his hand and waved a wave of blood-colored flames, causing thousands of waves in the air. "For fake and inferior products like you, it's better to die."

The voice just fell.

The entire hall was engulfed in bloody flames, which roared from all directions like a torrent, blocking all possible escape routes, leaving no escape hole!

"Die, die! Die!"

Wilbur Whatley's face was grim, and he burst out into a condescending, unscrupulous laugh: "Give me your strength, your flesh and blood, your memory, your soul, and your spirit!"... ….give it all to me!!!”

The bloody boundless flame rushed down like a vast ocean, instantly flooding the entire hall.

Countless heads flashed in the light of the thrown flames, like evil spirits released from hell [negative emotions such as jealousy, resentment, hatred, etc. are instantly transformed into powerful spiritual surges! "Who are you?

rumbling

As the ground trembled, bloody flames erupted, engulfing "Fang Yu".

However, what surprised Wilbur Watley was that the figure of this person stood motionless in the hot flames, and the gilded, dazzling pupils were still clearly visible in the bright red flames, flowing slowly like hot magma .

"Fang Yu" in the flames grinned, slowly raised his right hand, and clenched it tightly in the void. For a moment, an almost transparent invisible blade appeared in his hand. "I'll teach you another lesson, one slap can kill such a brat."

With a wave of his hand, the monstrous flames suddenly went out.

"Fang Yu" held a transparent knife in his hand, stepped on the broken ground, and walked slowly towards Wilbur Watley. Wherever he passed, the space was trembling and collapsing, thick black Cracks covered every where, as if the china would crumble into pieces at any moment.

Wilbur Watley's mind was full of chaos, and his thoughts seemed to be frozen at this moment forever. Unspeakable fear spread from the depths of his heart, accompanied by a chill that could freeze his soul, and his body burst out instantly. sweat

It is... the breath of death!

Unlike previous times, this time Wilbur-Watley felt it very literally!

"Don't be so cautious...".

After "Fang Yu" let go of his hand, the transparent knife disappeared, and a hint of mockery flashed in his narrow, gilded pupils, he said. "If I said that it only takes one knife to kill you, I won't make a second knife, because my knife... has already hit you, um."

"What did you say?".

Wilbur-Watley's heart was shaking, and he felt his mind go to a deadlock.

But before he could answer, a clear blood-colored crack suddenly appeared on the top of his head, and then gradually spread downward until the whole person was split into two, shattered into two halves, and then shattered to the ground.

"I shouldn't believe your nonsense........."

Fang Yu's eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long time, he sighed. "It's rare that this guy asked me to come out to get some air, and I'm going back so soon. If I had known, I might as well use Guan Kanghai!"

Casanova Hotel, ninth floor.

The overall structure here is quite different from the previous floors.

They were in a dimly lit, narrow and dark tunnel of unknown origin, the surrounding walls felt like subterranean rock formations, and large bryophytes grew in damp crevices. 803

Not far in front of the tunnel, a faint light can be seen.

Clearly, this is the destination.

Constantine was about to turn her head to ask Nexia if she was talking about this particular place, but the darkness inside the hole became almost as thick as the one above, and only a vague figure could be vaguely made out.

"It's right there."

From the darkness came Nexus' voice.

After being personally confirmed by the "Prophet", Constantine calmed down and cast a few blessing spells on herself, then touched the wet rock wall and watery moss, stepped on the uneven gravel road, slowly and Walk cautiously toward the light source.

Although the place looked safe, Constantine remained vigilant.

After all, from the information he managed to gather, Wilbur Whatley was clearly a necromancer, skilled and adept at using the black magic he dabbled in in his previous wanderings, so he was well aware of its oddities and horrors.

If the trap accidentally explodes, Nexia may not have time to save him.

Constantine took each step carefully, occasionally using his magic to check the trap ahead, and he moved with enough efficiency to be called turtle speed.

As he approached the light source, it was obvious that it was an ancient gate. .