When Qingyi waited a little impatiently for Gregory, Diesel suddenly said, "Your Majesty June Sunshine, are you willing to accept my allegiance?" "This is a soul wave, and it is clearly expressed.

Perls gave Diesel a puzzled look.

First used the soul 'wave' to feel the surroundings to see if anyone was eavesdropping, Qingyi looked Diesel up and down again, and asked with great interest: "Mr. Diesel forgive me for asking one more question, aren't you afraid of being heard when you say this?" After all, this is also the base of the Dark Church, and there is more than one soul mage within a radius of five hundred miles. ”

"I speak the old language of necromantic creatures, which only the Necromantic King and those who are deeply accomplished in soul science can understand. However, the language is so 'sophisticated' that I only have 300 words to speak to you. ”

Qingyi glanced at Pers (the other party was even more suspicious), and sure enough, even the dusk prayer could not decipher this multi-encrypted soul 'wave'. But I don't think it's any different from the ordinary 'wave' length, presumably it's the benefit of the Necromantic King template. Thinking of this, Qingyi smiled: "Mr. Diesel, your soul specialization must be very high." How could someone who could delve into the ancient sayings of necromantic creatures succumb to this? ”

"In the Dark Church," Diesel said in a modern way of using the modern soul 'wave': "Soul mages are not mainstream, and they are not as powerful as other magicians, so they are naturally 'mixed' very poorly." ”

"Oh...... So, are you trying to 'mix' into a better position with me? ”

"Yes!" Diesel replied immediately.

"I'm brutal and ruthless, I don't blink when I kill, why do you follow me? I am an enemy of the world, and if you are loyal to me, your future may be bumpy. Have you seriously considered this issue? ”

Diesel raised his hands and rubbed his face down vigorously, his eyes bulging out from the deep bags under his eyes, and a haggard and persistent light suddenly appeared: "I've thought about it." You deserve allegiance because of your extraordinary courage and the fact that you will shed thousands of miles to do something. The unique temperament of a tyrant that was naturally 'revealed' when you meditated just now is simply fascinating. I can't help myself. ”

(Xue Duo: "Can't extricate himself......")

Qingyi's smile did not change: "Go on." ”

"The world is a pyramid, a pyramid that is exactly the same as the food chain. You know what I mean, right? Each layer is too sturdy, and whoever wants to get ahead will definitely harm the interests of others, so everyone is under a lot of pressure. The 'Gospel' countries have been at peace for a long time, and even the 'Doomsday' confrontation can't change the pattern of the continent, but your appearance has made the 'Gospel' have changed greatly, and Orquilla, one of the eleven kingdoms, has disappeared without a trace. Only you can stand up to the dominance of Bigbower, and only you can pull down vested interests. You bring danger as well as opportunity, and the shortcut to getting it is to follow you closely. You are the one who stands at the top of the food chain. ”

"I think your 'Young Master Rasputin' is also 'quite good', although he is a little 'hairy', but it is also worth cultivating, why don't you continue to be loyal to him?"

"Gregory is a man who has a sense of crisis for everyone, and this kind of person can achieve something, but it will never be a big achievement. However, you are the person who can bring a sense of crisis to everyone, and there is no limit to what you can achieve. Diesel didn't dare to look up, only at the tips of Qingyi's boots. You are as cold as winter to your enemies, and I do not want to be your enemy. ”

Qingyi was silent for a while, then spread his hands and said, "What should your old master do?" If you were to come to me, the dark church would no longer be able to tolerate you. ”

Diesel gritted his teeth, "I don't have to quit the Dark Church, I can do a lot for you." ”

"Oh, stay behind, right? So how do I trust you? Qingyi said lightly: "Although you are good at observing words and 'colors', your courage is not enough for you to maneuver around in many ways at the same time and do a good job." Yes, you are not suitable to be a spy, you can only choose allegiance to a fixed superior. So I forgot about those words, I don't think I heard them. However, I reserve the right to pursue the matter of the Underworld. ”

After saying these words, Qingyi closed his eyes again and remained motionless, while Diesel was as dead as ashes. Although Perls did not interject, he guessed what was happening, and did not pay attention to it, but just opened the bronze canon and prayed silently.

After a while, Diesel cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, do you have a special product there, called 'Qingbi Dream'?" ”

Qingyi casually threw two 'potion' waters, and there was a smile on his face.

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"Dear Dad:"

"Are you surprised that I sent you another letter in a short time? That's because, the Tyrant of the White Bones is here. Although I did not meet him in person, according to Diesel, Perls and several other representatives of the forces met 'in private'. If they weren't plotting against me, it could only be a big deal. ”

As the handsome little man Grigory was writing this, Diesel hurriedly pushed the 'door' in, and did not even knock on the 'door': "Master Rasputin, June Sunshine and Perls are visiting together. ”

"So fast!" Gregory stood up suddenly, panic welling up in his eyes, and he was quickly suppressed. He glanced at the closet (where the Underworld was hidden) and said, "Won't it be discovered?" ”

"Probably not! I've already sealed the soul fire of the underworld, even if June Sunshine sits downstairs, he won't find anything unusual! ”

"That's good, you can help me stabilize him! Just say...... Just say I'm meditating! With his arrogant 'nature', maybe he won't be able to wait for me, and he will leave on his own. Yes, yes, so be it! He's not going to rush in! They also brought the Dusk Zen Master and the Dusk War Ghost, right? ”

"No, didn't you also arrange for two ghost staff mages to be at the 'door'? And those six 'attendants' could not attend the meeting, and they were all under the watchful eye of our people at this time. ”

"That's right...... Okay, go ahead! ”

After Diesel left, Gregory fidgeted. He only released a little 'essence' divine power, and he felt an extremely powerful necromantic creature appear, and it was slowly 'approaching' this side, and the soul 'wave' length danced in all directions like tentacles, trying to pull everything that could be touched into the soul fire. It's terrifying, is this the Bone Tyrant!

He immediately gathered his 'essence' divine power, and it was easy for him to calm down and continue to write letters.

"Diesel and I have already designed everything. It's similar to the last capture of the Underworld, we only need to arrange from the side, let June Sunshine fight the Knights of Iron Hoof to seriously injure him, and then Diesel will seal his soul, and then I will force the contract with the 'Soul Detention Skull'. Although he is an adventurer, he cannot take away the control of his body and the ability to think, but from then on he will do whatever I tell him to do. In addition to this, I can also learn the information in his soul fire, whether it is the secrets of the Necronomicon Empire, or the various methods of 'manipulating' the soul...... I also want to get the 'Starry Night's Gate' and 'Despicable Blood', and with these two powers, I might be able to release the forbidden curse! Also, what kind of height will the combat effectiveness of a ghost staff mage cultivated with the body of a necromantic king reach? Probably three times at once! In this way, your cronies will quickly become stronger, and you will be the most powerful of the four deacons, and our Rasputin family will surely become a famous mage family through the ages! ”

At this point, his fear had vanished. He suddenly felt that he could do it. That's right, the Underworld has been taken, and the Bone Tyrant is just a tricky one, and it's not worth mentioning after all! Thinking of this, he said a few thousand words with a smile, as if every thousand words could earn ten gold coins.

“…… Diesel is such a nice guy, with a flexible brain and an obedient mind. I've decided to make it my cronies, and I'm certainly not as strong as yours, but I'll do my best! ”

Thinking of this, Gregory suddenly felt a little uneasy. He has been writing for a long time, why didn't Diesel come up? Could it be that the sunshine is still downstairs in June? But he didn't dare to test it with his 'essence' divine power, and he didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, the 'door' opened. Diesel hurriedly walked in, but did not dare to speak, but walked to the edge of the desk, bent down and wrote a line: "June Sunshine is ready to go back." ”

Gregory relaxed at once, but after a few seconds he glared and snatched the goose feather pen and wrote: "Fool, are you not under suspicion when you come up—" He suddenly felt a deep stabbing pain in his ribs, and with a trembling hand, he knocked over the inkwell, and his favorite "purple iris" soaked his sleeve, and bloomed a large "flower" that made people "fascinated". He looked down and saw a small, shiny dagger with a blade buried deep in his body.

Diesel stretched out his other hand, covering Gregory's mouth, and then spun his right hand violently, twisting. Having been exposed to the Dark Church for a long time, even a soul mage can know all the vital points of the human body, at this time Gregory? Rasputin's organs were destroyed.

Although Grigory was a magician, he also burst out with amazing strength at this moment and pushed Diesel away. He groaned and fell from his chair, his fur coat stained with his blood. He looked up at the 'door', and the two wand mages who were supposed to rush in to protect him were motionless, as if they were deaf and dumb. He was getting weaker and weaker, but the pain was getting less and less, and all that came from his abdomen was numbness.

Diesel crouched down, drew another dagger, grabbed Gregory's thick, silky brown hair, and slit his throat to bleed. When the handsome little guy stopped struggling, Diesel pressed his hand on him and 'pumped' out the soul fire, and the flame slowly condensed into a "soul gem" containing a lot of impurities.

With the jewel in his pocket, Diesel walked out of the room and closed the door. His eyes shone with the light of indigo blue, and he said to the two ghost staff mages in a charming tone: "Young Master Rasputin said that you can go and rest, and I will notify you to come over if necessary." With that, he walked down the stairs on his own.

The two ghost staff mages glanced at each other, as if they were a little 'confused', but they still followed downstairs and pushed the 'door' directly to leave. In the hall on the first floor, only Qingyi, Diesel and Pers remained. Diesel knelt down on one knee to Qingyi and respectfully held the "Soul Gem" above his head: "From now on, I will only be loyal to you. ”