Crimson Blood Coffin

At this time, in the sky,

the man from the Dead City and the wise man who flew up flashed in a dim scene, with broken earth, beacon fires all over the mountain, corpses stretching across the earth, and dozens of familiar beings flying in the air.

Old Scene·Battle of Kings,

This was the first battle between the Dead City and the King City in a long time. All the elite troops of both sides died in the battle, leaving only these dozens of kings confronting each other in the air.

"What a nostalgic atmosphere, where is that guy? Is he dead?"

The king opposite the wise man set up a table, picked up a teacup in his hand and tasted it carefully, watching the changes in this old scene.

"He died, not long after he came back, but...if you want to see him, you might as well go to his home and sit down."

The wise man did not sit down, floating in this familiar scene, and there was also a trace of nostalgia. This battle changed a lot, with losses and victories, but no benefits. If they had not wanted to get anything from the Dead City at the beginning, they might be stronger now.

The old scene of the dead city, the huge dream memory, if all can be added to the inner king city.

The wise man still has some greed in his heart. In his opinion, everything in the king city is to serve the inner king city. It's a pity that this service is not effective in time. This is a slow and endless journey.

However, the fantasy in his heart is only a moment. After regaining his composure in an instant, he looked at the person who deliberately wanted to provoke his thoughts.

"Shang, put away your tricks, do you think we will be tricked again?"

With an unremitting laugh, the old scenes in the eyes of the wise man became completely illusory, and those old scenes and memories suddenly became illusory under the fluctuations around him.

"Oh? It seems that you have found a way to restrain it. It's a pity. I still want to try whether you can beat him."

Shang, the full name should be Shangwang, one of the five kings of the wasteland city.

And the "he" in his mouth refers to the one headed by the king city in this old scene, the one who ended the king's battle involving both cities with his own strength.

Fighting one's own people against one's own people is also a common method in the dead city. The longer you get in touch with them, the more you know, and you can create an old scene person with the same power, and then assist in the attack.

"Hehe, why are you the only one here today? Where are the others? Are they hiding at home and dare not come out?" The wise man was not tricked by the other party, and he started a verbal battle with the other party with a look of indifference.

"Where are your people? I heard that there is another king in the royal city, and that cute mechanical toy has finally broken through?"

"Gulag, do you want to meet him this time? Last time, it seems that there was a guy named... What was he called, and he scratched a scar on his face?"

"Where is the dark king? This guy is always the first to appear, is he still secretly selling ore underground?" The injured king pointed out something, put away the battle scene in the old scene, and looked at the wise man with interest.

"He, maybe he has appeared in the Dead City now, and started to secretly dig your ore." The wise man obviously understood what the other party was referring to. The black market controlled by the Dark King sells everything except ore. It is clear that the other party has discovered the secret of the Royal City.

The original ore that is still being mined underground

There should be no problem. Now not only the public security has all the old scene breath detection devices, but also the underground area is under consideration.

But this guy... It seems that the other party knows everything about the Royal City, which is a bit unhappy.

There is something tangled in his heart, and the wise man's thoughts are also running at a very fast speed, trying to slightly shift the tilt of the situation to the other party.

"Why, the injured king of the Wasteland City has begun to pay attention to the ore trade in the Royal City? So is he here today to establish trade with us?"

One person came here, one, this is a word that the wise man deliberately emphasized,

The king of the Wasteland City would never be so reckless, really dare to come here alone? Is it to confuse them, deliberately do this?

"Trade? That's fine. I heard that the King's City has made a lot of gains recently. Maybe we can have a good trade."

Trade, apart from the necessity of fighting, the injured king did not think there was anything wrong with this proposal. From the information brought back by his subordinates, the recent changes in the King's City can be regarded as a crucial step. Plague amniotic fluid is a perfect catalyst, and the original god ore is absolutely powerful.

They are all extremely scarce items in normal times. It's a pity that there is no similar existence near the Wasteland City, otherwise the other kings of the Wasteland City would not go out to search this time.

One went to the outside world that spread to every place to plunder, and one collected ores from the original god information left in the old scenes of various alien races. The remaining two took this opportunity and took advantage of the greed to plunder the members of various alien races who had contact with the Wasteland City to fill the existence of the Wasteland City.

And the only injured king left, if it weren't for the timely news from the King's City, he would have gone to the outside world to plunder resources after dealing with the matter.

Now, the injured king obviously considered the current position of both parties. It would not be easy to take over the royal city, let alone now. He blurted out the conclusion that he had already thought of in his heart.

But it was this reply that finally made the wise man see a little bit of it. This person did not seem to be that tough. With their understanding of the Desolate City, it was so easy to deal with it?

"Hmm?"

The wise man silently raised the question, sketching the information in the city of Huangwang in his mind, and constantly began to infer.

"Did Huang go to the outside world?"

With a smile on his face, the wise man's words made the injured king fluctuate to a certain extent.

"It seems that he really went there. Such excellent resources are so valued by this world alone, not to mention the greedy Huang?"

The wise man did not hesitate at all. The moment he was sure, a strong mental wave spread out from his brain. The surrounding space fluctuated under this power, and the remnants of the old scenery above the king's city were instantly defeated by this power.

"Migo's technology is not only about detection and concealment. The destructive power hidden behind the power is not something that ordinary people can know." Rows of words flowed out from the wise man's mind, and the two repeated words described the human language "Migo"!

This is the information power of the characters formed after the wise man, Huizhi, interpreted the Migo characters, sorted them out again, and converted them into Migo characters recognized by humans, and then merged with the power of the king.

"Hahaha! Interesting!" The old scene that dissipated at the touch made the injured king suddenly excited: "Sure enough, you always give people unexpected surprises!"

Waving the old scene, although he was unhappy about the wise man's deception of him before, this strange targeted power was really interesting!