Become an Ancient God by starting with blood therapy

Holding the Moonlight Holy Sword of the first-generation Paladin, transformed by the blood of the ancient god, Charlemagne, who has level 39, has absolute dominance here.

The moment Charlemagne burst out with strength, the masters of the three organizations instantly surrounded Charlemagne, but just as they were preparing to attack.

Suddenly there was a strange howling from the side.

This howl was full of special power, like countless ropes tightly entangled in their bodies.

"Damn witch! Do you want to break the balance between us!?" members of the King in Yellow Brotherhood roared.

At this moment, Charlemagne waved the Moonlight Holy Sword in his hand, releasing a dozen dazzling sword lights almost instantly.

With the huge strength gap and the blessing of this legendary holy weapon, these three people almost directly hit without any counterattack ability.

But these three people are also experienced warriors. At critical moments, all three of them used life-saving means at the same time.

Along with three strange waves, the three people were knocked out directly, with a large amount of blood spurting out of their mouths, and their bodies fell to the ground weakly.

At this time, Vernon, Polly, and Willy, who were sitting at the conference table, could barely react.

Polly looked at Charlemagne, who was holding the holy sword like an invincible god of war, and murmured to himself: "You...how did you suddenly become so strong?"

Charlemagne was restrained by Judy, who was only level 27, a few years ago. This was something they knew, so they didn't take Charlemagne too seriously when he came back this time.

After all, no matter how much he grows, he can never become more powerful than Judy.

What's more, they are three against two, completely on top.

Charlemagne put away the holy sword, reached out and knocked on his head and said with a smile: "Are you really not using your brain at all? If I don't have enough confidence, how can I dare to return to Massa?"

At this time, the three people who were vomiting blood stared at the two people in horror.

One is level 39 and the other is level 32. If it is just Judy, they have enough chances to win.

But this level thirty-nine! With such a huge gap, Charlemagne could kill three of them directly.

At this moment, Willy reacted quickly and sneered: "What's the use of killing us here? You won't get any evidence from those warehouses, and the police there will all die!"

"Of course our family will not fall into your hands just because of our death. Don't underestimate the power of the Brotherhood of the King in Yellow!"

Verneng also reacted at this time and said calmly: "You two may be very strong, but the subordinates you have trained are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps. Compared with the elites sent by our three major organizations, they are not worth mentioning." carry."

"Even if you kill us, you won't be able to get any of our family's assets!"

Polly looked at Charlemagne and his wife and said, "David, Judy, you'd better think clearly. If you kill us, you will be officially at war with the three major organizations. When the time comes, you will not end well."

After listening, Charlemagne sat down and thought for a few seconds. When the six people saw this, they thought they had found a breakthrough. Just as they were about to continue, Charlemagne interrupted them directly and asked: "How many levels can your elites have? How many people can they have?"

Willy sneered: "They are all masters above level 20. Your guards who are more than ten levels have no chance of winning."

Judy said: "In order to protect the industries of your three major families, the three organizations actually started to mobilize members within their own organizations. They really spent a lot of money!"

Several people sneered and said nothing.

While several people were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Charlemagne asked: "Who!?"

"It's me, Eve."

Charlemagne smiled and said, "Come in!"

Immediately, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a beautiful woman wearing a light yellow windbreaker walked in carrying a bag.

Charlemagne turned around and asked, "How is it?"

Eve casually threw the bag in front of Willy and said calmly: "It's just a group of small soldiers. When they saw the Desert Emperor, their legs were weak from fear."

"Emperor of the Desert!?" Upon hearing this, the members of the King in Yellow Brotherhood were suddenly shocked.

Charlemagne turned to Willy with a smile and asked: "This is the gift I brought you, why don't you open it and take a look?"

Willy felt vaguely that something was not right at this time. He opened the bag in silence and poured out the contents.

Along with a large amount of blood appeared the heads of five people full of horror and fear.

"No! No! This is impossible!" When Willy saw these five heads, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, looking panicked like a frightened child.

He naturally knows these five people. These are the five elites sent by the Brotherhood of the King in Yellow to assist him. These five people are all at level 20, and the leader is a level 23 elite.

Charlemagne looked at Willy with a smile and asked: "Is this the elite you are talking about?"

Vernon and Polly were shocked when they saw this scene, but they were also a little gloating in their hearts.

After all, there are not many masters like Eve.

In less than a minute, the knock on the door rang again.

Then Renault walked in with two people, and he was also carrying a bag in his hand.

"How's the situation over there?" Charlemagne asked.

Renault said with a casual smile: "I thought the people from the Father God's Redemption Society were some tough guys, but now it seems like they are nothing more than that."

While talking, Renault directly opened the bag, scattered the five heads in front of Polly and said casually: "It's just five little guys at level 20. Do you really think they are invincible here?"

Polly and the middle-aged woman beside him watched as the eyes of the five people's heads gradually widened and their bodies began to tremble.

They are naturally familiar with the heads of these five people. At this time, they can see that the five people's eyes are wide open, and there are a lot of tears and snot on their faces and noses. They seem to be begging for mercy before they die.

Before Fu Neng could take any chances, Gloria walked in with Seth and three others.

Seth was also holding a big bag in his hand.

"No! No! I don't want to see it! I don't want to see it!" When Furneng saw this scene, he kept waving his hands and retreated crazily.

Seth smiled ferociously, and five imaginary hooks appeared on his body. He directly hung the five twisted and frightened heads out of the bag and placed them in front of Vernon. He asked with a smile: "Your subordinates are quite interesting, but later they all said ”

Seeing this scene, the six people's faces suddenly turned pale, their whole bodies were trembling, and their last hope was completely shattered.

Lifting their heads weakly, when they looked at the eight people standing next to Charlemagne, they found that these eight people were very familiar, because they were members of Charlemagne's troupe.

Charlemagne asked again at this time: "I ask again, is this the elite you are talking about!?"