hell hunter

Wang Mo immediately began to perceive the entire castle. His perception ability was trained by Sima Wei. His powerful soul power quickly stretched out, except for the top floor. If there is no bomb detected around, then it must be here

On the top floor, Wang Mo's actions were not discovered at all, and the old man in the lead was still shouting.

"Explosion...haha..." The old man laughed wildly, and then began to try various passwords, trying to open the door in front of him. While trying, he said, "History is a fanatical scientist who will not give up his ideals for anything, so

You simply cannot choose death."

"I am an idealist, but I don't want to be controlled by you, so I would rather die!" The old man inside spoke very firmly, as if all this was true.

"Found it!" Wang Mo quickly found the location of the bomb. What the comic scientist said was true. Wang Mo faced a choice. If it takes too long to find the bomb, the comic scientist might die in the hands of this old man. But

If it is not demolished, I am afraid that everyone here will die, including this comic scientist of course.

"There is only one choice. I hope this guy will slow down!" Wang Mo glanced at the old man who led the team, turned around and left through the secret passage. After passing several passages and stairs, he entered the basement of the castle. It was dark and had no lights, and of course there was no

Those nasty hunters.

"It should be here..." Wang Mo walked to a house in the center of the basement and found a huge and terrifying bomb. If this thing exploded, I'm afraid the entire castle would turn into fly ash.

In the fifty-square-meter room, only half a meter of your blade is left at the door, and the rest is filled with shiny things. Wang Mo can feel that it contains a huge amount of unstable soul power. If it explodes, it will be quite terrifying.

One thing. The perceptible result is even more disappointing. This is actually a mechanically controlled bomb, not one activated by formation control.

"How important it is to learn cultural knowledge!" Wang Mo was completely dumbfounded after seeing it. He knew that the thing was right in front of him, but he had no way to start.

"You have the science and technology, I have the formation circuit, let's see who is better!" Wang Mo didn't have much time to think of a solution right now, so he could only start to carve the formation circuit. He circled around the entire room, adding one layer of iron walls and another.

There is also a layer of absorption for the confinement. The three sets of formation circuits are considered a cycle, and Wang Mo has set up ten cycles in total. The powerful formation seals the bomb in the center, hoping it will have some effect.

Wang Mo returned to the top floor of the castle without stopping, just in time to see the old man who led the team guessed the password correctly and entered the gate. The guy was still muttering, "You, a technical geek, don't know how to set a password at all, your life will be ruined."

Like a jar of clear water, you can see directly from the top to the bottom."

"I'm telling the truth, but it's a bit insulting. This old man is so bad!" Wang Mo drew out his Divine Comedy sword and drew a formation circuit in the void. It was a color deception, and Wang Mo lurked in like a chameleon.

I entered the room and saw the entire conversation between the two.

The three-faced monster still looks like that. The wounds on his body have not been repaired. They were caused by Wang Mo's sword. But this guy is obviously scared now and is hiding in a far corner. There are many strange machines and props in the room. It should be

This is where the three-faced monster conducts experiments.

The old man who led the team faced the three-faced monster with a sinister smile, rubbing his palms back and forth in front of him, "Do you want to hit me? Come on..." He walked forward, "Others are afraid of you, the three-faced monster. I

But don’t be afraid!”

"Yao Ting, you treacherous guy, I won't give it to you even if I kill you!" The three-faced monster's voice turned younger, which made Wang Mo stunned. "Our agreement is invalid today, and I want to pull

You are the one who supports me."

"Hand over the sword, maybe I can give you a way to survive. Otherwise, if you die, I can still find the sword!" Yao Ting walked slowly in small steps and continued to approach the three-faced monster. The murderous look on his face could not be suppressed.

exposed.

"Back then, you, the Lord of Blackstone City, hired me for the long sword in exchange for getting me qualified hunters as materials for experiments." The three-faced monster spoke intermittently, sounding as if his mood was already collapsing. "The hunters who started talking were all

He is a criminal, but the people you sent here are innocent people, and you are still spreading rumors to me outside!"

"Lord of Blackstone City? Long Sword?" The key information was captured outside. It seems that the three-faced monster was deceived in the transaction, which was not like the rumors outside.

"In a word, hand it over or not." Yao Ting got impatient and issued an ultimatum.

"Don't even think about it!" The three-faced monster also gave its final response.

"Floating beam!" The smiling face was pointed at Yao Ting, and a wide beam of light covered him.

"Joke!" Yao Ting calmly took out a mirror and actually bounced the light beam back.

"Damn...it's so simple..." Wang Mo had the urge to laugh after reading it, but he held it back. At the same time, he also began to doubt the ability of this scientist, who was a bit childish.

"Broken Rock Palm..." Yao Ting rushed to the three-faced monster and slapped the opponent's chest with a pair of fleshy palms. The seemingly solid three-faced monster collapsed and turned into debris on the ground. A frightened man was revealed.

He wears gold-rimmed glasses and his hair is a mess.

"This is what you should look like, haha..." Yao Ting laughed sarcastically, and then waved his palm again, trying to kill the young man.

Wang Mo felt that he should take action, and he could not let this young man die like this. But things changed again. The man with gold-rimmed glasses pulled out an ugly epee and wanted to fight Yao Ting. This epee

It looks like it was restored from a comic book. The broad sword body is square and has no blade or tip. The thick hilt is enough for both hands to hold. It looks extremely clumsy and has no redeeming features.

"It's so ugly!" Wang Mo gave the most normal comment in his heart. If someone says this sword is good-looking, then that person's aesthetics must be abnormal.

"Is this...did you do it?" Yao Ting stopped attacking directly, looked at the young man holding the weird epee, and let out a crazy laugh.

"Sword of Truth!" The young man fought back in the face of ridicule, and injected weak soul power into the ugly sword. Strong and dazzling light emerged from all parts of the sword, forming a complete and coherent blade on both sides, and a sharp sword tip appeared.

, two fire phoenixes are flapping their wings on the sword spines on both sides.

How ugly it was just now, now it is so beautiful and dreamy. Wang Mo was surprised by this sudden transformation, and even more frightened by the strength of this sword. A young man with only hundreds of thousands of soul power controls this sword of truth.

He actually ended up in a tie with Yao Ting. You must know that the latter has millions of soul powers, and the gap is huge.

"This sword should be called the Sword of the Weak. It can even out the gap of millions of souls. But the gap with Yao Ting is too big. He will definitely lose within three minutes!" Wang Mo judged the result directly after looking at it. It didn't take long.

The time was also confirmed. The long sword was snatched away by Yao Ting, and the young man was knocked away with a palm.

"Haha..." The young man laughed wildly, as if he was the victor.

Yao Ting panicked with the long sword in his hand. He stared at the young man and shouted anxiously, "Why are you laughing? What are you laughing at? Tell me..."

"This sword is the signal for the bomb to be activated. In one minute, this place will be blown up to the sky..." The young man lay on the ground with his eyes closed, simply waiting to die.

"Brush..." Yao Ting inspired the Sword of Truth, and the radiant blade became even sharper and more brilliant. The shining blade struck at its original owner.

"Clang..." The scream he imagined did not appear, but Yao Ting flew out, and the Sword of Truth was about to fall to the ground, making a clear and sweet sound.

"Ah... who are you?" Yao Ting shook his head and saw a strange young man standing in front of him. He stood up quickly and picked up the Sword of Truth. He couldn't figure out how he fell just now.

"Who are you? Do you want to steal my Sword of Truth?" The young man asked this question without waiting for death. He opened his eyes and saw the strange Wang Mo.

"It really doesn't matter who I am, I want that sword, I want this person, and you can leave now or die here." Wang Mo finished speaking calmly and looked at Yao in front of him with a smile.

Ting.

"I spent several years just for this Sword of Truth, how could I give up halfway like this?" Yao Ting's voice became louder and louder, and finally activated the Sword of Truth. He drove the four million soul power in his body and struck at Wang Mo's chest.

Top of head.

"Spell Eight, Thunder Technique!" Wang Mo quickly drew a formation circuit in front of him, and a ball of thunder blasted out. It directly submerged Yao Ting's whole body, turning the Blackstone City Lord into nothingness. But that truth

The sword fell to the ground intact and turned back into the ugly long sword.

"The time is up... draw the sword to me!" The young man crawled over in fear and wanted to grab the Sword of Truth, but he was still one step away. The countdown to the explosion came, and the bomb in the basement detonated on time. The young man was so scared that he held his head and waited to die.

, the whole body is twitching.

"boom……"

The sound was no louder than a firecracker. You couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully. It caused no damage at all.

"The explosion is over, let's discuss another matter now." Wang Mo looked at the young man on the ground and asked with interest, "What is your name? Why do you like the heroes in comics so much?"

"Bomb..." The boy couldn't believe the power of the bomb, but he didn't dwell on the problem. "My name is Fang Chen. I am a Ph.D. in physics and biology. My biggest wish is to create superheroes. I had no hope when I was on Earth.

, but now it is possible.”

"Fang Chen? A fanatical paranoid." Wang Mo summed up Fang Chen's character in his mind, but what troubled him the most was Black Moon's mission. Kill the three-headed monster, but the three-headed monster was Fang Chen.

"How do I kill the three-headed monster to complete the mission without actually killing you..." Wang Mo asked Fang Chen this problem. Without waiting for the other party's answer, he had an idea, "Does your three-headed monster have any?"

Maybe it can be made into a remote control?"

So a reality show was staged. Fang Chen took out his spare three-headed monster and simply changed it to a remote-controlled one. After being killed by Wang Mo with a sword, he stamped it with the seal of Black Moon. After the opponent's inspection was correct, he made a considerable sum of money.

The income was credited to Wang Mo's account.

"Now I give you a choice, follow me or stay here. You may get certain resources by following me, but this does not include anyone's life." Wang Mo gave Fang Chen a choice. He would not force the other party.

do anything.