I'm almost reaching the maximum level of evil god, and you're advising me to change my job

"Do you want to gamble again?"

Huang Ye sat in the car, holding the steering wheel, with hesitation in his eyes.

He knew very well that if he continued to explore the cemetery, he might be doomed.

But at the same time, the reward was so generous that Huang Ye could not refuse.

Even the winner takes all.

"I dare to gamble my life, how can I back down."

Huang Ye slightly tightened the steering wheel, his eyes firm.

He exhaled heavily.

To digest the shock brought by the cemetery.

It was too special, and every time he relied on the cemetery to get promoted, he always felt uneasy.

So he fell into a short entanglement.

I always feel that things are difficult to control, and fate is marked with a price.

Because no matter from which angle you look at it, the probability of losing is greater.

But Huang Ye can only tell himself repeatedly that he has nothing, so how can he lose everything.

"I and the cemetery are both using relationships."

"It depends on who loses value first."

Huang Ye regained his calm. As long as he can keep improving, he can get more chips.

Even if he loses, there is still a chance to turn the tables.

Why can't I win the whole cemetery?

He got out of the car, and the battle outside the car was completely over.

The two team leaders were subdued.

Huang Ye walked over and saw that they were still breathing.

"Well done."

He praised everyone indifferently.

Han Shuang heard the words and smiled heartily from the bottom of his heart, quite satisfied.

The wounds on his body were slowly healing under passive conditions.

This hunting was very fruitful.

It was also a nutritious meal for Myrtle.

She was already looking forward to skipping the level 60 gravedigger ceremony.

As for the five dead members, Han Shuang didn't care.

There are always deaths in the mission.

Those who can survive in the sword light and blood shadow are the elites needed by the team.

"Where is the body?"

Huang Ye glanced at the restrained Sun Fan and the other two.

Then he looked at his sister who was covered in black mist and asked.

Huang Ruoying panicked: "I didn't eat it secretly, I brought it all back."

"Yes, it's right there."

She held up the hatchet and pointed to the five corpses piled up on the side.

As if she was worried that Huang Ye would not believe it, she stubbornly stretched her neck: "It's true."

"Actually, it's okay to eat it." Huang Ye waved his hand.

This made Huang Ruoying's face happy, revealing her bloody white teeth: "Hehe, brother is so good, I only ate an arm."

Huang Ye's face suddenly sank, and his tone was a little harsh: "You still say you didn't eat it?"

He didn't expect that a simple lie would deceive the situation.

It doesn't matter if the sister eats it. With the presence of Myrtle, Huang Ye won't be too harsh, after all, rationality will return.

What made him angry was that the sister had stopped listening to advice and learned to lie under the influence of flesh and blood.

"Yes, I'm sorry~"

The sister immediately wilted, lowered her head and looked at the back of her feet, not daring to look into Huang Ye's eyes.

Huang Ye turned his head and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

He came to the two leaders of the Utopia and half squatted down.

They had hideous wounds on their bodies, and exuded a corrosive smell of destruction.

The wounds were festering, and their faces were struggling in pain.

"Let me go, or kill me."

"It hurts so much."

The two leaders were both over level 50, and were already absolutely strong.

They were also top-level fighters in the Eighteen Cities.

But with the death of the supervisor, he had no intention of fighting again.

He was also attacked by Han Shuang's desperate offensive, and the auxiliary influence of his sister Guiyu.

The first to be hit was the Void Path, which was no longer protected but only knew spells.

Once the coordination was broken up, it was inevitable to break them one by one.

Huang Ye pressed the shoulder of the Void believer who was rolling in pain.

His eyes gradually became gentle: "Tell me, what else do you want to say."

The Void believer gritted his teeth and pleaded with his eyes: "Give me a quick death, please."

Huang Ye hesitated slightly.

The reminder written on the tombstone was to listen to the sound of life withering.

Does this count?

"Or, what is your dream?" Huang Ye was slightly serious.

The Void believer was furious after hearing this: "Are you sick? You want to kill me or cut me up? Hurry up!"

I don't want to live anymore, you ask me what my dream is?

Does asking for death count?

Huang Ye was also annoyed.

His advancement requirements changed. Although he was promoted, it was a good thing.

But the content was too abstract, far from being as simple and direct as observing the dead.

He didn't know what the sound of life withering was.

"Then what are your last words?"

Huang Ye's tone was slightly dissatisfied.

These words made the Void believer fall into memories, but his face hurt.

Interrupted his thinking.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I hope you all die without a complete body!"

Huang Ye showed a satisfied look.

Perhaps last words are the real inner voice.

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Under the mask, Huang Ye smiled sincerely: "Now it's time to fulfill your dream of dying."

As he said that, he punched down, splashing red and white.

At this moment, Huang Ye suddenly felt his nose was unblocked and spicy.

It was as if he smelled a violent black breath, which was entering his lungs from the opponent's corpse!

He slightly sensed himself, but he clearly felt that his own destructive breath was gradually increasing!

Even if it was just a little bit, it was a great excitement!

Huang Ye was very encouraged, this really worked!

"Wait, I want to live!"

"My last words and dream is to join you!"

"Let's grow bigger and stronger together and catch up with the ideal country!"

The leader of the guardian believers on the side was also seriously injured.

But his way made his pain less unbearable.

He immediately spoke in fear.

"I remember your last words."

Huang Ye approached the man on the ground.

The guardian believer broke his defense and shouted: "What last words!"

"I want to live! Don't kill me!"

"I'm a good helper!"

"That won't work." Huang Ye refused decisively.

If you don't die, what's the sound before withering.

Then, a punch pierced his heart and ended his life.

"Han Shuang, find me two wooden boards."

"Cut it now."

After dealing with the two people, Huang Ye stood up with satisfaction.

He understood the new advanced requirements of the evil god.

His mind was also open.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Han Shuang was in a trance for a while, not understanding what the boss meant by his actions.

Could it be that Ye Weimin's evil god ritual was wrong?

And was discovered by the boss?

Otherwise, she couldn't explain Huang Ye's current behavior.

"It seems that following the boss is right."

"I also experienced the 70-level evil god advancement ritual."

"As long as I successfully advance to level 60, I can start."

"As long as the last words are successful, right?"

Han Shuang was quite excited, holding the dagger and walking towards the woods, her steps were much lighter.

"Yes, I'll return the knife to you."

The sister looked at her brother's behavior in confusion.

She also came out of her aggrieved mentality.

She approached Sun Fan and returned the Destruction Demon Sword.

But she was a little reluctant in her heart, because the knife was actually quite useful.

But she was embarrassed to continue holding it since she had to borrow and return it.

Sun Fan looked at the knife handed over.

Then his eyes moved up and looked at Huang Ruoying's face.

The head was slightly stinging.

He frowned and covered his head, as if he had heard this voice somewhere before.

But the tone was wrong, and the voice was even more crazy.

"You..."

"Have you been to the Eighteen Cities...?"

After taking the knife, Sun Fan paused for a moment and spoke slightly.

He vaguely recalled some things.

Back in the Eighteen Cities, he suffered extremely serious attacks in the strange domain.

He was placed in the Heaven-shaking Kangaroo by his master Chen Yilin to provide supernatural powers and relieve his own lesions.

At that time, he was already in a state of confusion.

Many things were not clear.

Only some impressions.

At that time, the master took him away from a strange chaser...

"It seems that I have been there..."

Huang Ruoying's memory was short, and she didn't remember it clearly.

After saying that, she shook her head apologetically.

"Sorry, my memory is confused and I have forgotten many things."

But when Sun Fan heard this, he suddenly raised his head in astonishment.

He stared at the woman in front of him with wide eyes of shock.

He tried his best to capture memories from the scene at that time.

In a trance, in the dark and bloody main color, he found the outline of a figure covered in mist.

Although he couldn't see the face clearly at that time, it was enough for him to make a judgment.

This weirdness had chased him and his master!

"No, the master was killed by the believers of destruction."

"There are still traces of destruction on his body, and..."

Thinking of this, Sun Fan's mentality exploded and he took a step back in horror.

The shocked eyes suddenly swept towards Huang Ye who was standing in front of the bodies of the two leaders!

He! Is the way of destruction!

After he jumped off the cliff, it seemed that he used a thumbtack! ! !

Information and truth exploded in Sun Fan's brain!

Let his mind go blank!

The body couldn't stop trembling with fear!

At this moment, he couldn't even tell whether it was the excitement of finding an enemy or the resentment that had nowhere to vent!

But all the emotions were irrigated into his mind in an instant!

"I guessed right!"

"Definitely not wrong!"

"This weirdness is what I saw that night!"

"And the big boss is the enemy who killed the master!"

"And!"

"Pan Sen's death was caused by a thumbtack piercing his brain, which is almost the same as the master's death!"

"It can be determined that this is the same murderer!"

"And, at the scene of Pan Sen's death, there were also weird traces!"

Sun Fan's heart was pounding, and his eyes turned in astonishment and shock.

Subconsciously tightened the knife.

"Are you okay? You seem very nervous."

Huang Ruoying frowned slightly and asked with concern.

It seemed that after answering, this person fell into a huge shock.

So strange.

"I'm fine."

Feeling the man wearing a mask looking back at this side, Sun Fan responded immediately.

Contain all the emotions in his heart.

That Lin Qiao is naturally a person who wants revenge.

Now the two people in the team are the same.

But I can't do it, I can't beat him or kill him.

However, they can both lose!

Even die together!

Lin Qiao's subordinates were killed, and there is absolutely no way he will let it go!

Even if I can't take revenge myself!

But seeing them die together makes me die with no regrets!

Sun Fan lowered his head and clenched his teeth tightly under his lips.

The masseter muscle is prominent.

"Then I will return the knife to you."

"We owe nothing, I'm leaving."

Huang Ruoying muttered inwardly and did not explore.

After returning the things, I felt light-hearted.

But when I say I want to leave, I look around and don’t know where I’m going.

In the end, he subconsciously approached Huang Ye.

Although her brother was a bit fierce, she actually understood that it was all for her own good.

"Can we really...not owe each other anything?"

Sun Fan lowered his head, but the upper half of his face, which was covered by the mask, looked extremely ferocious.

His eyes were extremely dark.

After the internship, Chen Yilin has been taking him with him, teaching him all the knowledge and treating him like a nephew.

Originally, he could leave. The invasion of the mysterious realm would not take effect so quickly for Chen Yilin, but he did not give up on himself.

Even when being chased by Huang Ruoying, he was only thinking about himself.

So in the end, both the master and the pet died in front of him.

This life is no longer my own, does this count?

Sun Fan laughed to himself, put the demon sword into the contract plate, and dejectedly found an open space and sat down.

"Brother Mo Fan, we won, you don't seem very happy?"

Huang Mao noticed that Sun Fan was depressed.

Kneeling next to him, he put his arms around his shoulders.

Sun Fan shook his head and had no intention of answering.

To be honest, even though Huang Mao looked very enthusiastic, Sun Fan was filled with disgust in his heart.

In the education he received, cultists were evil and everyone could punish them.

He joined just for revenge, and he had to play it by chance.

"Light a cigarette?" Huang Mao didn't think much, maybe it was because the contractor had not experienced such a brutal close-quarters fight.

He just smiled and took out half a pack of soft-packed cigarettes from his pocket, wrinkled.

"OK."

Sun Fan was silent for a while and then took it.

"hey-hey."

Huang Mao smiled and touched him with both hands: "I'll feel much better after I smoked it."

Sun Fan took a brief breath and spit it out silently.

This made Huang Mao feel a little distressed: "You don't know how to smoke, so don't touch it in the future. It will hurt your body."

He also lit one, frowned, and put the cigarette case back into his pocket.

Smoking is not good for your lungs, so it is not as cost-effective as smoking second-hand smoke.

"I guessed it, but I still remembered it."

A few dozen meters away, Huang Ye watched his sister approaching with a calm expression.

But the remaining light fell on Sun Fan.

There are no questions in the soliloquy, just plain narration.

"If I were Sun Fan, I had no strength and wanted revenge."

"The only thing that can be used is the hatred between the team and Lin Qiao."

"If he thinks this way, it means he's not stupid."

Huang Ye turned around and stopped paying attention.

Since the other party knows the truth in advance, he must be killed. It's just a matter of time.

Even because of the transformation of the advanced ritual, there is no need to cultivate feelings.

Just one last word is enough.

"As for his last words, it's not difficult to guess."

Huang Ye smiled softly.

Seeing Han Shuang who was looking for a wooden board, he ran back from the woods.

He was holding two yellowed wooden boards in his hands. There was obviously still moisture in them and they must have been freshly cut.

"Boss, the board you want." Han Shuang handed the board over.

Seeing Huang Ye take it, he was also curious about what he was going to do.

Immediately afterwards, Han Shuang saw Huang Ye holding out a large black marker.

Then he wrote neatly on the wooden board.

She was curious, but she didn't go overboard and didn't dare to come forward and watch.

"It's more formal and has a sense of ceremony."

After Huang Ye finished writing, he also smiled with satisfaction.

Put the pen cap back on.

Immediately afterwards, he came to the void believer and inserted the first wooden board into the ground.

"I hope you all die without any body parts?"

Only then did Han Shuang see what was written on it and read it out in confusion.

Although I have never been to school, there is still no problem with simple listening and reading.

It is very difficult to write.

Then, she saw Huang Ye inserting another board into the ground next to the protector believer.

A little yellow mud splashed up, and the content on it was: "I want to live, don't kill me."

"What are you doing?" Han Shuang hesitated, but did not dare to ask. Instead, her sister Huang Ruoying frowned in confusion.

"Erect a monument for them." Huang Ye clapped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the problem that had troubled him for many days was solved.

He looked at Han Shuang and said with certainty: "The name of the organization has been decided."

Han Shuang looked away from the wooden monument and was slightly surprised: "When was it decided?"

Huang Ye responded with a smile: "Just now."

"What's the name of the organization?" Han Shuang's face was filled with anticipation.