Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 585: On the Car
"Crack!"

Biting the crisp and sweet apple, Tang Song glanced at the two groups of people beside him who were swallowing their saliva, smiled, picked up the shell bag, and gestured to the left and right: "Would you like one?"

Whether it is the Hall of Samsara, the Ghost Messenger of the Underworld or the Dark Council, the Holy See makes money for him. As a boss, Tang Song is never stingy with employees who can make money for him.

"Gudong!" The white-robed priest quickly swept Tang Song's body with eyes as sharp as a blade, and his gaze lingered for a moment on his white suit and the obviously valuable cane.

Tang Song's outfit doesn't seem like he's going on an adventure, but rather like he's going on a food tour. Especially when you see the reserved smile on Tang Song's face, the slight nobility revealed in his elegance gives you the unique sense of majesty that is unique to people who have been in a high position for a long time.

The white-robed priest of the Vatican immediately showed a bright smile on his face and bowed slightly to Tang Song: "Thank you for your kindness, we brought some food!"

The black-robed wizard with his head covered by a black cloak also nodded at Tang Song and waved his hand to reject his kindness. The hand that stretched out from under the cloak was actually a white bone claw.

"Hmph hum-"

The werewolf man wearing a black leather jacket and a wisp of chest hair kept his eyes on the apple in Tang Song's hand, and his throat moved.

"Next!" Tang Song took out an apple from the shell bag with a smile and threw it to the werewolf. The werewolf caught the apple in his hand and took a big bite.

"Well, you're a good guy! Let's exchange equal value. We werewolves never take advantage of others. Although I don't know how much your apple is worth, this little bit is enough, right?"

The werewolf took out a small leather bag from his body, with a few blood-red crystals leaking out.

"Blood Essence Stone!" Zhao Li, who was standing next to Tang Song, exclaimed when he saw the blood-red crystals:

"Brother, you made a profit on this deal. One Blood Essence Stone of this quality requires the blood essence of thousands of people to condense. The rules of the Heavenly Court are very strict now. Now one Blood Essence Stone is worth at least one hundred Spiritual Stones!"

The werewolf man glared at Zhao Li: "You, the ghost messenger, have quite a keen eye!" His eyes fell on Tang Song: "Don't worry, the origin of my blood essence stone is fine, do you dare to take it?"

The werewolf looked Tang Song up and down with a teasing look in his eyes. Seeing that he showed no fear, he laughed and threw the whole leather bag at Tang Song.

Tang Song quickly caught it: "Then I will be disrespectful to refuse it!"

Zhao Li stood there stiffly at this moment, his shirt soaked with cold sweat all over his body.

Powerful, extremely powerful, absolutely powerful.

The werewolf's sidelong glance at him just now made him instinctively feel terrified! It was like seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. It was obvious that the werewolf in front of him was a powerful being that could be easily killed.

You should know that although he is not a ghost immortal, he is also a leader among the ghost officials below the ghost immortals, equivalent to a cultivator in the Yuanshen realm.

But what about this werewolf in front of me? Isn’t it said that the gourmet world does not allow beings above the true fairyland to enter?

"Are you also going to hunt in the food world?" Tang Song looked at the werewolf in front of him and handed him another scared apple.

Well, this werewolf is quite powerful. His body has been transformed and integrated with the genes of Doomsday. Judging from the murderous aura on his body, he has obviously survived many trials and tribulations.

The werewolf man was not polite: "Hunting? Oh, no, I am not very interested in hunting and eating. I am here to take over my shift. My name is Barrow, the chief of the werewolf tribe in the food world. I have just taken office and have not yet taken up my new post!

The guy next to him is the new head of the Gourmet World's missionary group, the Pope! That skeleton is the head of the Gourmet World's Dark Council branch!"

The white-robed priest at the side heard the werewolf man reveal their identities and glared at him in dissatisfaction. However, his action was like winking at a blind man, as the werewolf man didn't even look at him.

Instead, he walked over to Tang Song while chewing an apple, patted Tang Song on the shoulder, and laughed:
"Hey, little guy, you are much better than those ghost officials. Hmm, looking at your attire, you don't look like you are here to hunt. Hmm, where are you from, the Samsara Palace?! I hate these undead creatures, they are sneaky and they thought I didn't see them!"

"My last name is Tang. I heard that the rules of the food industry are very interesting. I came to take a look and relax!"

When they heard that Tang Song was coming to the food world to relax, everyone looked at him in surprise. It was not easy to get a pass to the food world now.
Everyone began to underestimate him and speculate about his origins.

Tang Song saw that when the werewolf said that he hated undead creatures, two balls of green phosphorous flashed under the black-robed wizard's cloak.

Well, you've offended two colleagues as soon as you took office.

But it was obvious that Chief Barrow did not take the two of them seriously. The reason they walked together was just because they were going the same way, but they were not necessarily true fellow travelers.

Barrow looked down on these effeminate mages from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, the only way to enjoy the fun of battle is to engage in close combat with the enemy and chop them with swords and axes.

As Zhao Li's expression changed, Werewolf Barrow snorted coldly: "Don't mention your little tricks. In the War of the Gods, the guy who called himself the God of Shadows sneakily tried to plot against me, but I broke his neck with my own hands!"

"Humph, if it weren't for the fact that you are from the underworld, I would have broken your necks and kicked your heads like balls!"

"You!" Before Zhao Li could say anything, a tall woman with a ponytail, dressed in black, looking heroic, suddenly appeared with a crossbow engraved with runes in her hand and raised her hand to shoot at Barrow.

Murong, who was standing by, grabbed her arm in time and stopped her: "Mulan!"

The werewolf Barrow laughed: "Hey, little guy, your crossbow is pretty good. Mm, it looks shiny, and the energy inside is very powerful!"

"Bah, who are you calling little guy? According to your age, you should call me aunt!" Mulan rolled her eyes at Barrow.

Barrow scratched his head and muttered, "Auntie, hey, little girl, don't look at me because I look young. I am more than 500 years old. Of course, my age is in the prime of life for the werewolf clan!"

Mulan snorted coldly: "When I was killing enemies on the battlefield, your grandfather was still suckling in the wolf's den!"

Barrow's face turned cold, and a murderous aura emerged: "Are you insulting my ancestors, little girl?"

Seeing Barrow's pupils turn into a dark green, several ghost officials showed their magic weapons, and Zhao Li secretly took out a revolver...
Seeing that the battle was about to break out, several mermaid train attendants at the nearby station even pressed their hands on the call button, ready to request support.

"Crunch, crunch!" Tang Song finished eating the apple in his hand in two or three bites, and poked Barrow's back with his walking stick: "I say, Mr. Barrow, is it possible that this little girl is telling the truth? She is a ghost messenger, and her age is indeed, um, hard to estimate——"

Tang Song's words made Barrow's body stiffen. He scratched his head: "Oh, that's right, the age of these undead creatures is indeed a mystery!" The originally tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared with Tang Song's words. The two gangs also put away their weapons, but both sides simultaneously distanced themselves.

The ghost named Mulan glared at Tang Song fiercely, as if she was not grateful for his help.

After such a commotion, the station returned to calm again. Suddenly, a low ringtone came from Tang Song. Tang Song tapped the watch on his left hand, and a light screen appeared in front of him.

After the call was connected, the charming face of Mariko Yashida appeared on the screen.

"Master, Sister Skye and the others have arrived. We are now exploring the food world!" There were occasional explosions in Mariko Yashida's voice, mixed with tiger roars, screams, and cheers.

"Are you in the crater of a volcano!?" Tang Song asked, looking at the background behind Mariko Yashida.

"Uncle, we are making popcorn. Would you like to try it? It tastes good!" Gu Ziyun's round face squeezed into the camera, holding a huge popcorn stick in his hand, showing off proudly.

Behind him, the big cat was whimpering as it dragged a piece of popcorn that was several times larger than its body into the crater.
"I just got on the car, it will probably take some time to get there!" Tang Song said with a smile.

"Did you come here by car? What car? Do you want us to pick you up?" Mariko Yashida asked hurriedly.

Tang Song smiled and refused, "No need! You guys go play first, I don't mind this little bit of time, I've been in seclusion for a long time, it's a good time to relax!"

After chatting with Wanda, Skye, and Zheng Duoen who came over for a few more words, Tang Song ended the call, just because outside the huge bubble, a three-carriage underwater train pulled by loach-like sea kings hundreds of meters in size had begun to slow down, and after a few minutes it had steadily stopped at the station.

The underwater train shaped like a train stopped outside the huge bubble. The door was close to the bubble and slowly opened. A conductor came forward, took out a stick that looked like a branch and tapped it on the colorful bubble. The bubble directly cracked and connected with the door.

"Dear guests, please get on board!" The conductor stood politely in front of the door and bowed slightly.

After getting on the train, the group of ghost officials from the underworld did not stay in the same carriage with the others, but went to a carriage at the back. Tang Song found a seat and sat down, looking at the scenery outside through the transparent carriage.

The underwater train traveled through the seabed at lightning speed. Perhaps because of the unique pressure of sea kings, all the fish fled wherever the train passed, which reduced the scenery.

It seemed that Barrow really had a good impression of Tang Song, this generous guy. It might also be that he was going crazy in that reincarnation world called the Continent of Gods and wanted to find someone to chat with.

He sat directly opposite Tang Song, and enthusiastically told him about his experiences in the reincarnation world. Tang Song was not annoyed by his chatter, and even took out a jar of wine, two wine glasses, and a few dishes of snacks, inviting him to drink while chatting.

Tang Song's move seemed to have touched Barrow's sore spot, and he began to talk incessantly.

"Well, your last name is Tang. That's a good last name. Let me tell you in secret that our big boss, the Emperor of Heaven, also has the last name Tang!"

"You ask me how I know? Do you know which clan I am from? Have you heard of Lord Lucien's name?!"

"The God of Shadows is an indigenous god from a wild world. The indigenous gods there don't know the destiny. Not only did they let their followers suppress our Dark Council's missionary team, but those gods even personally came out to massacre our people. How can we tolerate this!?"

Barrow didn't know why he felt that he had a very pleasant conversation with the man in front of him. When his emotions reached a peak, he rolled up his sleeves and gestured, "I led five thousand werewolf warriors and killed them all from the westernmost end of the continent to the easternmost end. We slaughtered all the churches of the gods.
What saints and knights, they are totally vulnerable. I will lead my men to kill them directly in their kingdom of God!

It was like chopping melons and vegetables, the God of Light, the Goddess of Darkness, the God of Shadows, I cut them down with my knife, I cut them down with my knife."

"Hmph, Barrow, if I remember correctly, in that war of killing gods, not only your seven werewolf clans were dispatched, but our Dark Council dispatched more than 3,000 wizards and hundreds of thousands of dark followers. If it weren't for our twelve undead liches who set off the undead disaster, you wouldn't be able to defeat the coalition army of millions of gods so quickly..."

The dark wizard at the side seemed to be fed up with Barrow's expression and couldn't help but interrupt.

"You squishy mages are only good at supporting and charging into battle. You still have to rely on us werewolf warriors. Why don't you accept it? Why don't we find a place to fight when we get there!"

Barrow was drunk and rolled up his sleeves rudely towards the dark wizard, challenging him to a fight.

"I don't want to bother with you! You're a bunch of brutes whose brains are all about muscles!" The dark wizard's face turned blue under his black robe.

Although Barrow was known for being reckless, his strength was still among the top 30 in the Dark Council. Especially after his body was transformed by the Heavenly Doctor Palace, he was almost immortal.

When conquering the Continent of Gods, this guy managed to entangle the God of War of that world by himself, and relying on the strong werewolf physique added by the Doomsday Cells, he "died" more than a dozen times and finally killed the powerful God of War.

You know, that God of War, according to the rating standards of the Hall of Samsara, has combat power at the "True Immortal" level.

Seeing that the dark wizard had stopped moving, Barrow laughed triumphantly twice, picked up the wine glass that Tang Song had filled for him, and drank it all in one gulp.

Tang Song was quite interested in this world called the Continent of the Gods: "You were transferred to the world of food. Does that mean the war in the Continent of the Gods is over?"

Barrow nodded and said unhappily, "We killed all those stubborn opposition gods. The remaining gods fled into the star realm to fight guerrilla warfare with us. The star realm there is larger than the star system in the ordinary world. It is very troublesome to find them!"

"Then the old man from the Dark Council said that continuing the war would be a huge burden for both sides, and it would quickly consume our resources.

They suggested that we cease fire and sign some kind of peace agreement to bring those moderate gods to surrender.

In my opinion, it would be better to spend more time and kill all those gods. Of course, the goddesses can be left behind. There are many beauties among them. Hey, the goddess of night I killed, although her skin was a bit dark, her figure was simply amazing!"

Barrow gave Tang Song an understanding look: "As for the other gods? It's better to kill them all!"

Tang Song laughed and said, "Since the goddess of night has a good figure, how could you bear to kill her!"

Barrow shook his head proudly and said proudly: "Brother, you don't understand this. This is a battlefield. If I don't kill her, am I waiting for her to kill me? I'm not the kind of guy who can't walk when he sees a woman!

Besides, the Goddess of Night has many followers in that continent. It would be better to kill her if she doesn’t influence His Majesty the Emperor’s preaching in that world!”

Although the dark wizard did not continue to argue with Barrow, he kept staring at this side. Seeing Barrow talking without restraint to a stranger about the secrets of their Dark Council, he looked up at Tang Song and sent out a piece of mental power, just about to warn this guy not to talk nonsense.

When he looked up, he met a pair of gentle eyes. At that moment, every cell in his body was controlled by fear. He didn't even dare to look at this man again!
Even when facing Selina, the former Speaker of the Dark Council, now the Lord of the Moon, the Moon Goddess, the wife of the Emperor of Heaven, he did not feel that deep sense of powerlessness!
"Oh my God, who is this person in front of me! Is it the emperor of heaven?" The dark wizard controlled his stiff body and sat down on the soft and wide sofa!