The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Zhang Chen used the information that flowed into his mind to make a spell. The formation behind Zhang Chen suddenly trembled. The formation that originally covered the entire Shenbing Pavilion shrank rapidly and finally entered the token in Zhang Chen's hand.

After the token took the formation in, it stayed in Zhang Chen's palm obediently.

Zhang Chen picked up the token and shook it, nodding with satisfaction, "Not bad, it can be carried with you, it is really a good thing."

After putting the formation into the token, Zhang Chen directly stepped over Wang Bing lying on the ground and walked out of the Shenbing Pavilion.

Along the way, Zhang Chen found that most of the people in the Shenbing Pavilion were there, but no one dared to move. Some people even lowered their heads and dared not look directly at Zhang Chen after seeing him.

Zhang Chen smiled lightly after seeing this situation.

He knew that these people were now completely afraid of him, or even if they were not afraid of him, there was no way to stop him.

After coming out of the Shenbing Pavilion.

Zhang Chen looked back at the Shenbing Pavilion behind him and shook his head slowly.

Zhang Chen knew that from the moment he walked out of the Divine Weapon Pavilion safely, the Divine Weapon Pavilion would no longer be an obstacle to him.

Outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion, there was already a circle of people watching the excitement.

People in Tianque City are so boring.

After all, apart from practicing every day, they would at most go out to catch tomb beasts, and most people still spend their time practicing.

In addition, there are all kinds of people here, and various forces are intertwined. No one dares to cause trouble. After all, you don’t know whether the power behind a random person on the street is as big as yours.

So there are still a few people like Zhang Chen who pretend to be cool in front of large forces, especially those who can come out safely after pretending to be cool, which is the most powerful.

Zhang Chen looked around and immediately saw Voldemort suddenly appear among the people around him and nodded to Zhang Chen, but the nod was fleeting, and soon Voldemort disappeared in the crowd.

Zhang Chen knew that this was a signal sent by Voldemort to him, and immediately flew on the sword and soon disappeared in Tianque City.

In the outermost part of Tianque City, in a small courtyard that looked ordinary, the space twisted for a while, and then Voldemort's figure appeared in the courtyard.

Soon Zhang Chen also found this place. In order to prevent being discovered by someone with ulterior motives, Zhang Chen teleported directly into the courtyard.

When Voldemort saw Zhang Chen appear in the courtyard, he immediately said respectfully to Zhang Chen, "Boss."

Zhang Chen nodded, "Is Fatty here? How is his injury?"

"Boss, I arranged Fatty here, please follow me." Voldemort led Zhang Chen to the back of the house in the courtyard.

"Fatty's injury is not optimistic. He has many wounds on his body, some of which are fatal, but it is obvious that the person who shot him did not want him to die, so each wound left a trace of life. I have bandaged some of these external injuries, and some injuries should be internal injuries. I have no contact with this aspect, so I dare not treat them without authorization." Voldemort explained the current situation of Fatty to Zhang Chen on the way.

Soon Zhang Chen was led by Voldemort to a place that looked like a cellar. Voldemort opened the wooden board on the ground, "Boss, please."

Zhang Chen looked at the darkness below and frowned, "You let Fatty recover here?"

Voldemort saw that Zhang Chen was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't panic. Instead, he said calmly, "Boss, you should go in and take a look. The environment is not bad after my magic transformation."

Zhang Chen still trusted Voldemort's magic. After all, the reason why Zhang Chen chose to take Voldemort into the regression space was because Voldemort's magic was the most powerful at that time. In addition, Voldemort's selfish nature was also conducive to his survival.

After approaching the cellar, Zhang Chen found that he seemed to have passed through something. Then Zhang Chen felt that his senses were suddenly clear. The originally dim light suddenly shone into the whole room for some reason. This place didn't look like a cellar at all. Instead, it was no different from the house in the courtyard.

Zhang Chen nodded with satisfaction when he saw the scene in front of him, "This should be the use of space magic, right?"

Voldemort nodded, "Because the opponent's power is relatively large, in order to prevent being tracked here, I specially vacated the room in the courtyard and copied the space in the room into this cellar. In this way, even here it is the same as being in the house, and if the opponent enters the room, they will not find us, which is safer."

After listening to Voldemort's explanation, Zhang Chen nodded, "Well done."

Then Zhang Chen focused his attention on the fat man lying on the bed.

Some of the fat man's wounds had been bandaged, and even after being bandaged, Zhang Chen found that some places were still bleeding.

It is obvious that these places are seriously injured and are no longer simple external injuries.

Zhang Chen asked Voldemort to wait at the door, and then directly probed the sword energy and spiritual consciousness in his body into the fat man's body.

Although Zhang Chen knew that Fatty was seriously injured before, the specific situation was not very clear, but Zhang Chen also knew that Fatty was seriously injured this time. However, even though Zhang Chen was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but take a breath after seeing Fatty's injuries.

Fatty's body was already riddled with holes. Except for the heart meridian, all the meridians in his body were interrupted inch by inch. Moreover, Zhang Chen found that the other party was obviously measured, interrupting the meridians without hurting other parts.

Except for the meridians, almost all the joints on the fat man's body were removed, and there was a spiritual energy that was not from the fat man attached to the broken parts, which kept preventing the fat man from recovering.

In addition, except for the two wounds on the shoulder blade, all the 28 wounds on the fat man's body were close to the artery or vein, and then punctured a little, slowly bleeding, and there was also spiritual energy attached to these wounds, preventing the wounds from recovering.

After Zhang Chen checked everything, he looked at the fat man's body and sighed, "What a cruel heart, fat man, you have suffered."

This kind of injury is not difficult to cure, but the treatment process is too troublesome. It is necessary to carefully remove all the spiritual energy attached to the wound without hurting the fat man. Zhang Chen is not sure whether he will miss.

However, Zhang Chen also knows that the fat man has become like this for himself. If he does not cure the fat man, Zhang Chen himself will be uneasy and prone to inner demons when practicing later.

First of all, Zhang Chen took out his purple gold gourd. After all, in addition to a large amount of spiritual energy in the spiritual wine, there are also a lot of natural treasures, which must be good for the fat man.

Although this spiritual wine does not have much effect on the fat man now and cannot heal his wounds, it can at least keep him alive and give Zhang Chen time to heal him.