The Lord of Reincarnation

There was a catastrophe at the headquarters of the Wuguang Society today.

Weird disaster!

The huge building was blocked from all exits, and the interior seemed to be a labyrinth.

From time to time there were screams.

In the end, there was only silence.

This kind of dead silence is the most frightening, because it means that the living people are almost dead.

Large meeting room.

"Everyone who is still alive is here, right?"

Simon glanced at him, and suddenly had the urge to cry.

For such a large headquarters, there are now more than a dozen living people left here.

Bei Kuo kills people too fast, and runs away every time he sees him, so Simon can only give up in the end and choose this conference room to protect some people.

"That thing hasn't gone yet!"

The door was slammed open, and Du Shisan and Wu Qiyuan walked in: "It seems that it is not willing to kill us..."

"President!"

Du Shisan glanced at several high-level officials around him: "We think you should be responsible for this matter!"

"Oh? How do you want me to be responsible?"

Simon smelled the danger, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he played with the dagger in his hand.

"At least... take us out first and then talk about it, President, are you right?" Wu Qiyuan laughed dryly and came out to smooth things out.

"Do you know that we almost died just now? That thing has grown very fast, and now the average leader may not be its opponent..." Du Shisan's face was ugly: "Also, we have died so many times. Man, we must take revenge!"

"A bunch of useless things, they only know how to blame..."

Simon felt a little bored in his heart, but he knew that he really couldn't ignore it, otherwise his heart would be scattered, and his dullness would be over.

He thought for a while and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's go out first. I'll take care of the things here."

At this time, even if you are afraid of the notebook, you must use it.

Before the experiment, Simon left Beikuo's blood just in case.

He took out a pale yellow map and dripped a drop of blood on it. In the rough line changes, everyone in the conference room felt a change in the surroundings.

From the original large conference room, I came to another empty hill.

Looking down from this position, the former headquarters just fell into view.

"Now, it should be safe."

Simon said lightly, opened the black notebook, and prepared to write Bei Kuo's name.

"President... This is the book of curses, right? This strange thing is too dangerous, I think... it's better for us to keep it together."

A high-level eye flashed and suddenly asked.

The executives of the Wuguang Society can see clearly that Simon has already controlled many people with this book of curses.

After a while, they may be excluded from the core of power.

Instead of that, it's better to take advantage of now, when Simon does something wrong, suddenly attack.

At the very least, we must also strive for the right to use it together. With the special nature of this notebook, we might be able to make Wuguanghui an organization of the size of a secret agency.

"I agree!"

Poison Thirteen immediately expressed his attitude.

"A bunch of trash! Don't dare to face the weirdness, but dare to attack me! Betray me?" Simon's expression became very strange: "Are you all ready to die?"

"Simon, even if you are very strong, we will go together, and we will not be afraid of you!" Du Shisan had torn his face, so he simply did it to the end: "Hand over that book, we will recognize you as the president!"

"An empty president?"

Simon's expression was cold: "It seems,

Compared to solving Beikuo, I should solve you first... Maybe I shouldn't take you away, I should let you stay at the headquarters... But it's not too late. "

He took out several test tubes, which contained black-red liquid.

That's blood!

As long as it is blood, no matter how long it has passed, it can be used to curse. Simon has already done experiments.

'impossible! ’

Du Shisan looked at this scene, his eyes suddenly widened: "This is... our blood? Damn it, you clearly promised..."

"It seems that you are not stupid enough to collect your blood secretly, but before I got the notebook, you didn't protect yourselves so closely..."

At this time, Simon has used the strange map to distance himself, and sneered: "Now... kneel down and beg me, I may consider giving you a chance to survive."

"Don't believe him, those must be fake." Du Shisan shouted bravely.

"Very well, I see how you died?"

Simon quickly wrote down the name of Du Shisan, with a happy look on his face, he was going to kill the chickens as an example, and repair this group of people well.

Although the Wuguang Club suffered heavy losses this time, as long as the most elite swordsmen and senior executives are still there, it is not a particularly big loss.

"He... cursed me!"

"Fight him!"

Du Shisan's heart went cold, and he rushed over with red eyes.

On his right arm, the tattoo has spread all over his body like vines. This is to disregard the sequelae and negative effects, desperately urging strange things.

It seemed that he knew very well that Simon had secretly collected his own blood.

Simon avoided it indifferently, not fighting against Poison Thirteen at all.

He is not very clear about the hidden ability of the other party's strange things, but if he wants to deal with the sword bearer, cursing from a distance is the best way, because you never know whether the other party has the ability to pull you to death!

A minute has passed, two minutes have passed...

Poison Thirteen is still alive and well.

The expressions of Wu Qiyuan and other high-level officials were a bit wrong.

At this time, Wu Qiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "It's already a showdown today, so help Lao Du, otherwise we won't have any good fruit to eat..."

"You, are you okay?"

Simon was the one who was most surprised and blurted out: "You changed your name?"

The Book of Curses requires the blood and name of the target. It is very easy to crack the curse, just change the name.

Therefore, Simon directly sealed the previous test participants, thinking that the curse rules were well protected.

He couldn't even think of breaking his head, Poison Thirteen... He didn't change his name at all!

It was the notebook in his hand, or Fang Xian, who was really cheating on him!

"I figured it out, we're not suitable, so let's divide it up!"

In the notebook, Fang Xian thought indifferently.

What he needs is a person who is often in and out of strange events and can bring him a lot of spirituality.

In Simon's hands as a deterrent weapon, it is too leisurely and the income is too low.

Fang Xian looked at Du Shisan's name and stopped the curse of the trait.

If Simon knew all this, 80% would be so angry that he vomited blood.

He was in a showdown with the high-level officials. Originally, as long as he cursed Poison Thirteen to death and killed the chickens as an example, he could immediately suppress the rebellion. .

The result... but was pitted with blood all over his face.

Many high-level leaders rebelled together, even if he mastered three strange things, it would be too much...