Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy

In the dark night, from the narrow and twisted streets of Arkham, from time to time, there were a few heart-piercing or terrifying screams.

These arrogant guys vividly interpret the screams for the residents of Arkham. There are several names for the screams.

On the border between the north area and the central area, Dr. Laban stood on the roof, and the cool night wind blew his collar constantly swaying, like his arms swaying back and forth in the dark night.

"Those monsters in the central area have awakened." Dr. Laban said solemnly.

The screams from the center now radiate all around, resounding throughout the city on the north side of Arkham.

"Quick! Quick!"

On the street, the troops patrolling in the northern district received the message at this time and quickly returned in a group to support the central district.

"What is the monster in the central area? Doctor." Standing beside him, the young man asked curiously.

Dr. Laban said indifferently: "The geographical location of the central area is not good, and the economic development level is not comparable to that of the college area and the commercial area. Do you know why it is called the central area?"

"Could it be..." The young man seemed to have thought of something.

Dr. Laban did not continue: "The already restless monsters have seen a new future, and that is Los Arkham."

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In the space of half an hour, the army that had spread to all parts of the city was quickly returning, and it seemed that something terrifying had happened.

In the wealthy area, Elizabeth looked at the military vehicles and tanks leaving in the distance, and let out a sigh of relief. She didn't want to fight the army here.

"Leader! Chief!" A young man in black hurried back.

"Did something happen in the central area?" Elizabeth asked.

The black-clothed youth nodded vigorously and said, "Those monsters hiding in the central area are shooting together tonight for some unknown reason. Those patrolling soldiers have absolutely no room for resistance. These gathered soldiers are just to support the central area."

Elizabeth's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Who did you see?"

"Cat messenger, Mark Crawford; Demon's Left Hand, Kenneth Yass; Doctor Faceless, Garrison Hindvall; King Kong, Art Lear." The young man said four names and titles in a row .

Elizabeth gritted her teeth and said, "He actually has the ability to cooperate with them?"

As the future intelligence chief here, she can be said to have a very detailed understanding of these people.

None of these four guys is normal, and can be regarded as a big man in the underground world of Arkham.

"What about people from other regions?"

"Everyone is watching, and there is no disturbance." The young man said.

Elizabeth was lost in thought when she heard this, and then she asked, "What's going on in the business district?"

She has been paying attention to the business district recently. Her intuition makes her faintly feel that something has happened to the Danny Gang, but she can't find where the problem is.

The young man said dissatisfiedly: "Danny O'Bannon of the Danny Gang seems to have completely fallen to the army, and now he is returning to the central area with Captain Rogue of the army for support."

"Now? Why is Rogge still in the central area? Even if he is a waste, he should know the priorities, right?"

The young man said in a low voice, "The Aubaignon guy seems to have caught the little girl in the Arkham Flower, and then took Rogge and his adjutant in, and it took a full six hours to come out."

Elizabeth's pupils shrank for a while. She had a good impression of the dozen or so little girls. After being rescued by Ross, she continued to improve herself, worked hard, and lived hard.

"Wait, you said Aubaignon brought them in? Then what?"

"After that, he went back with Rogge and took five girls with him." The subordinate replied.

"No... This is not right. With Arkham's character, he will never sit and watch these girls get spoiled." Elizabeth said with certainty.

The subordinate said in a low voice, "Boss, that mayor is not a good thing, is he?"

"You don't understand... There must be something we don't know about it. The relationship between the Danny Gang and Arkham Flower is not as simple as it seems."

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In the dark night, a team of ten people quickly left Marsh Street while on guard.

Although they still don't know what happened, they know that they can't continue to fight in such a scattered way.

"Why should you suppress your dissatisfaction? Why should you follow their assignments..."

"Who!?"

All of a sudden, ten people felt as if someone was whispering in their ears.

They looked around each other cautiously, then picked up guns and shouted, "Who's talking!"

Unfortunately, no one answered them.

"Let's go! It's a little too evil here." The leader who took the lead said hurriedly.

When the ten people continued to move forward, the voice that was scratching their hearts like a cat's claws came again.

"Reason is the shackles of the spirit, and madness is the premise of freedom. Why should you suffer such fear? Why not embrace the vast freedom together."

"Listen to me, pick up your weapon, pull the trigger..."

This weird voice has an indescribable special power, constantly beguiling their thoughts, regardless of the darkness in their hearts.

Suddenly, ten people stopped walking at the same time, and then in the quiet night, a beast-like panting sounded.

"Still... what are you hesitating about?"

In an instant, ten people with red eyes and grim expressions suddenly raised the guns in their hands and started to shoot wildly at their companions.

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After about 20 seconds of strafing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ ten people fell powerlessly into a pool of blood, staring at the night sky with blank eyes. At this time, they didn't know why they came to such a ghost place, suffer such inhuman suffering.

In the dark night, a tall and thin young man walked out, wearing a white shirt, black vest, black trousers and shiny black leather shoes.

His hair is neatly combed into three or seven points, his cheeks are angular and his face is slightly longer, giving him a sharp temperament.

Take a deep breath, the smell of gunpowder in the air has not dissipated.

"The smell of disaster and madness is still so wonderful." Portland Chambers said intoxicatedly.

"Can't the calamity lawyer hold back his loneliness?" In the shadow blocked by the moonlight, a sturdy young man in a casual singlet came out.

The youth has a cross-shaped scar on his cheek, and dark scaly tattoos on his arms.

"Long time no see, old friend." Chambers said with a smile.

The person who came was naturally the owner of the billiards hall, known as Art Lear of King Kong.

Lil came over and looked down at the corpses of these people, and said casually with his hands in his pockets, "Everyone else has also moved. After staying for so long, they all want to move their bodies."

"The mayor really keeps his promise. I like this courageous mayor." Chambers looked satisfied.

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