Douluo see you soon

The man in black was just a civil servant, and he was besieged by hundreds of soul masters. In the blink of an eye, his body was gone, and even his body was divided and eaten by the angry soul masters.

The memories of these past few days were so painful that they no longer wanted to think about the consequences of this, and whether they would be chased and besieged by other soul masters.

All they want now is revenge, so that the pain they have suffered these days should be returned to the perpetrators of the pain, including the men in black, Will, Wu Chong, and even the current emperor of the Soul Master Empire.

This was the perfect candidate for a group of suicide terrorist attacks. Cheng Ying shouted: "Stop, everyone!" The spirit of terror was suppressed and enveloped the entire audience. The hysterical soul masters felt the fear originating from their blood, as if

What was in front of them was like a huge wild beast.

In a sense, their feeling is absolutely correct. Aren't the soul beasts from millions of years ago the great beasts of the prehistoric times?

"Come! Get these and start doing it!" Cheng Ying took out a large amount of arms and explosives from the storage soul guide. Hot weapons have been invading Douluo for so many years, and basically everyone knows how to use these things.

Originally they regarded the guy who called himself Voldemort as an enemy, but when they saw this, they immediately knew that he was helping. They were already eager for revenge, so they did not hesitate to pick up a large amount of arms on the ground and carry the explosives on their backs.

Be ready to explode at any time and die with the enemy.

Each of them had a string of more than a dozen grenades on his waist, and everyone was an explosion maniac. More than 600 people rushed towards the palace frantically, and all the guards in their path were blown off their heads by their fierce firepower. They did not dare to risk it.

come out.

Cheng Ying nodded with satisfaction, the new soul master empire would definitely like this gift from him!

Chengying noticed that someone sneaked out of his sight. Xiaolan must have gone back to report the news.

Cheng Ying thought for a moment and didn't stop the man. Voldemort was just a vest for him. It's not certain whether he would use it in the future. It wouldn't matter even if he was discovered.

There was chaos in Barak City, and Cheng Ying quietly disappeared at the end of the street in the chaos.

It took a long time for the commotion to subside. It was really difficult to deal with these 600 souls and the firepower in their hands was terrifying. The weapons Cheng Ying took out were all standard weapons of the Tulip Army.

Compared with those castrated versions of appearance weapons, they are more than a little bit more powerful. Only those who risk losing their heads and smuggle military weapons can provide this level of weapons to the outside world.

The huge gap in firepower cost a lot of effort to exterminate this wave of rebels, and also triggered a panic among the senior officials of the Barak Kingdom.

Will's face was as black as carbon. He never expected that someone could destroy the puppet system. This was something he absolutely could not accept, because the puppet system was the foundation of all his industries.

If the Soul Stone Empire wants to pursue souls, it is inevitable that it will need a large population, and these populations must be composed of soul masters. Without controlled souls, it is impossible to use them as a reproductive machine.

In this way, the future black technology industrial system will definitely not have enough soul masters to support it, and this will be a devastating blow to them.

"Check! You have to dig deep to find out this Voldemort! If you provide information, there will be a reward of one thousand. If you kill Voldemort, there will be a reward of one hundred thousand! This cancer must be eradicated."

This was the first time that Will showed a rude expression since he came to the Soul Master Empire. In contrast, Wu Chong breathed a sigh of relief, although turning the Soul Masters into puppets was also an idea he agreed with.

It was undoubtedly a great comfort to him that the marriage that had been downplayed as a puppet could be restored. At least he was no longer the executioner who massacred tens of thousands of soul masters at once.

On the other side, Cheng Ying, who transformed into a merchant and wandered the streets, actually looking for an excuse to have lunch, saw that the streets and alleys were covered with Voldemort's wanted posters. Looking at the weird wanted criminal with a bald head and no nose, Cheng Ying

Ying took a bite of the hand cake and sprayed it all over the wall.

"Fuck! This...Voldemort Feng Ping was killed..."

This was not the most annoying thing for Cheng Ying, because soon a telegram from Tulip came through his headset. The news was very simple. The former Balak Kingdom was now the Soul Master Empire, and a joint arrest request was sent to Tulip.

A powerful evil soul master who calls himself Voldemort is wanted.

As long as you can catch it, the Balak Kingdom promises to provide a reward of one million gold soul coins.

The corner of Cheng Ying's mouth twitched as he looked at it. He suddenly wanted to throw himself into a trap. First earn him one million gold soul coins. This plan seemed to have quite a lot of room for maneuver.

But Cheng Ying just thought about it and didn't really take any action. Fortunately, if he didn't get recognized, it would be a lot of fun if he got caught and was recognized as Lord Tulip disguised as Lord Voldemort.

However, thinking of the evil soul master, Cheng Ying suddenly realized a problem. It seemed that there had been no evil soul master in his territory for a long time.

He was actually a little confused. He had never promulgated a law against evil soul masters, so why did evil soul masters disappear in the territory?

Although the evil soul master's undead soul skills cannot be taught like magic, they are indeed very suitable research samples! He has always welcomed evil soul masters to join the Technology Development Bureau.

Tulip Duchy, poor relief station...

The two evil soul masters were holding two bowls of gruel and slurping away it, with miserable expressions on their faces.

"Brother! I haven't drank blood for three days! Not to mention human blood, I don't have to drink pig blood. If this continues, I will almost forget that I am a vampire!"

"Don't mention it! Your brother and I have been digging graves for the past few days, and all we found were urns, not a single bone was absorbed. I was also chased for more than ten miles with a shotgun. I'm almost osteoporotic.

Damn it! Who the hell invented cremation? I want to greet all the female relatives in his family!"

"Oh! The days are really getting sadder! Let's go move bricks together in the afternoon! If I can't drink blood, I at least want to eat blood sausage! The city management and law enforcement brigade is too strong, and all the brothers who caused trouble have gone in

, I don’t know how many years he was sentenced!”

"Alas! How could I, the mighty Skeleton Soul Emperor, have to carry bricks just for a pot of pork bone soup? Times have changed! Soul power is worthless!" He couldn't help but think of the fear of being dominated by rockets from the urban management brigade.

Cheng Ying never expected that the evil soul master would be so miserable in his territory. If he had known earlier, he would have clearly marked the price of the blood bank in the hospital. If you want to drink human blood, just buy it! It can also stimulate labor enthusiasm, why?

What fun but not doing it!

Compared to trivial things like the evil soul master, Cheng Ying's attention was attracted more by another thing, the large-scale production line of food-based food in the soul master empire.

[To be continued]

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