hunter rule

In the dark hall.

There is nothing here, just like dreamlike bubbles flowing here.

Everything is unreal and untouchable.

Bai Jingmi stood here, squinting his eyes and looking ahead with a smile.

"Great Mr. Nightmare King, Bai Jingmi only represents the Dark Order, and would like to offer you my deepest blessings."

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Bai Jingmi in the darkness, and the powerful demonic aura almost filled the entire space.

The grotesque decoration runs counter to the natural aesthetic, and the smooth road ahead even has a sense of continuous extension.

"Humans..."

"It's human."

"Human beings are food!"

There are strange whispers everywhere. If you listen to them a few times, you will almost fall into an indescribable dream.

A shrill voice sounded: "Quiet."

"The great Nightmare King has arrived."

Countless dark curtains appeared on the stage, and all the sounds deep in the darkness were instantly silenced.

There was only deathly silence left in the whole space,

An illusory face appeared in the center of the darkness, and could not be seen clearly. It seemed that some mysterious mist had obscured the facial features and body, and only a vague shadow could be seen.

"Very strange."

A deep voice sounded.

It is impossible to describe whether the sound is female or male.

To be precise, this is just a speech without any emotion, empty and illusory.

"You are obviously a human being, but I feel an inexplicable abnormality in you."

"Somewhere in the dark, there is a whisper telling me that I need to get closer to you."

That voice sounded.

Bai Jingmi squinted his eyes and waved his hand leisurely, completely ignoring the prying eyes of the demons hidden around him: "Your Majesty, the Nightmare King, is really too flattering."

"Building a good relationship with demons has always been my highest priority as the ruler of the Dark Order. It is very normal that everyone will like me."

Bai Jingmi raised his head: "By the way, this guy is my little brother. I hope Lord Nightmare King will show mercy."

"Although this guy is still immersed in his dream, if he continues like this, he will die."

At this moment, just as Bai Jingmi's voice fell, an excited voice suddenly sounded.

Sharp and unfounded resentment.

"Are you teaching adults how to do things?"

A huge eyeball appeared in the darkness in the distance, staring at Bai Jingmi.

Bai Jingmi smiled and shook his head: "Of course that's not the case. I respect Lord Nightmare King surprisingly."

Jack, who was lying on the ground, was not in good condition at this time, but the sound in the darkness did not stop.

"Okay, tell me why you're here."

A hollow and ethereal voice in the distance sounded again: "If you are not satisfied, I will let you die."

"Of course, in a sweet dream."

"I heard that Lord Nightmare King can extract the inner thoughts of living beings... So Lord Nightmare King, do you know what I am thinking about now?"

Bai Jingmi did not answer the question directly. He looked at the void in front of him with a smile.

The voice in the darkness paused.

"'I hope this guy can be made into a monster slate. It will be very cool.'"

The murderous aura around him suddenly surged, and all those weird eyes focused on Bai Jingmi.

"Ah haha, you really can't hide anything from your lord?"

Bai Jingmi touched his head: "Then why don't you understand my purpose?"

The huge eyeball roared violently at the far end, staring intently at the narrow-eyed boy in front of it.

"Okay, okay."

Bai Jingmi raised his hand.

"It took me two months to get from the center of humanity to this place."

Bai Jingmi seemed to have suffered a lot of grievances, with unhappiness written all over his baby face.

Seeing that the demons in front of him were really angry, Bai Jingya smiled and nodded.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just heard that Lord Nightmare King has mastered the prehistoric relic [Wanli Library], and I want to exchange some information with him."

"[Wanli Library] was once the library of a huge urban cluster of prehistoric humans. It records a large amount of prehistoric information. Sir, should it be okay?"

Bai Jingmi said with a smile, showing no other emotions at all.

The voice in the darkness was silent for dozens of seconds.

"What do you want to know?"

Bai Jingmi made a fist with his right hand and hit the palm of his left hand.

"Then I'll tell you!"

"First, I want the monster tablet of the evil dog of the abyss [Gracia], as well as the ritual to reawaken it."

The voice in the darkness finally spoke.

"Gracia?"

"I've heard its name."

"The demon who was once worshiped as a god by you humans has been able to leave his real name in the long river of history."

"The slate is indeed with me, but I don't seem to know where to put it."

"If you have the time, you can look for it yourself."

The illusory voice seems to be there but not there.

Bai Jingmi nodded with satisfaction: "Your Majesty, the great King of Nightmares, here comes the second request."

"In the near future, I will let a person pass through the Wanli Plain. I hope that the great King of Nightmares will be able to make a convenient trip then."

The sound had no precise location and seemed to come from all around.

"It's all trivial things...but, what can I get?"

Bai Jingmi raised his head: "What a great existence."

"You can get more than you think..."

………………

Gracia.

The vicious dog that roamed the left side of the abyss before the historical fault.

According to legend, it is a giant dog with wings.

He likes human art and knowledge, but he also likes to torture and kill humans, live in the abyss, and is extremely evil and terrifying.

"Tsk, tsk, if those old scholars in the alliance knew about the existence of this thing, they would definitely go crazy with joy."

Su Lin snapped his fingers, but of course he didn't.

"Don't look at it, this kind of thing is not something that people of our level can get involved in."

Su Lin hit Zhao Guangli's head with his tentacles.

Zhao Guangli touched the stone slab in front of him. The texture on it was no different from ordinary stone slabs, but it was extra hard and seemed unbreakable.

"Senior Su Lin, I was just wondering why such a powerful monster slate appeared here."

Su Lin shook his head: "Who knows, maybe it will be happy."

"There are not many legends about [Gurasia]. It seems that there are only some of them in the west, and they are all very negative. The ancient Xilai people regard [Gurasia] as their father god, and they constantly refer to it as their father god.

Human beings and their own bodies serve as sacrifices to gain knowledge.”

"It's just that such an ugly guy can't be considered a god. In the end, it destroyed the homeland of the ancient Xilai people."

Su Lin gave another signature shrug: "Obviously the stories about this guy are not that familiar. I can remember some of them quite well. Don't look at me with that look. I think you will fall in love with me."