Crimson Blood Coffin

"God, a god who is 100% close to humans!"

Similarly, Youge also saw this person's figure in the dark. Just like what Hei Yagu said, a huge, black, human-shaped phantom hidden in the fog, standing high in the deep space of the royal city and looking down at everything below.

"If I continue to show myself, the person above will definitely show malice to me. Although I don't know how humans climbed up to this person, it's really troublesome. If you really want to destroy the royal city, you can only start from the inside."

While dodging, Youge also quietly disappeared. Although he didn't have much entanglement with Ackerman, the other party's means did make it difficult for him to be on par with many parties.

The temptation of money, the black greed, the madness of being drunk and decadent,

gathered in the golden attribute power behind Ackerman, mixed with layers of arc force field fluctuations, and quickly interspersed in Youge's information life form.

Unlike ordinary professionals, those force fields and powers can defeat Youge to a certain extent during the impact, but they did not cause Youge to be irresistible. This one made Youge's existence appear to retreat continuously, and was destroyed and pushed away by the opponent's force field without resistance.

Unfortunately, after all, they are not at the same level of life. Youge also left part of his information body appropriately. After being destroyed by the opponent at one time, the battle disturbed by the lightless pot was temporarily stopped.

"Me? What's going on here."

Ackerman regained his clarity, but unfortunately he didn't know anything about what happened just now after he recovered.

"Sir, here, we."

Those auction professionals who put down their weapons one after another and gathered around Ackerman were also confused in ignorance. They didn't even know what they saw and encountered. They just entered this hysterical and furious state for a moment, and then lost all their memories.

"Shut up."

Contrary to his usual behavior, Ackerman, who was always gentle to his subordinates, showed no warmth to these subordinates. The golden arc force field that calmed down in an instant penetrated these poor people in a diffusion, and after turning into a golden, mottled metal statue, it scattered in the rubble ruins.

"You know you are not dead, this is your fault." Suppressing his rage, Ackerman looked around, and with a glance and the last memory in his mind, everything was sorted out by him in a logical way: "I know you are still here, this matter will not end like this!!!"

When has gold suffered such a big loss?

No one can make gold suffer such a big loss!

Even you!

At this time, the ruins around slowly collapsed, and those ruins that had originally calmed down, at this time, many sharp claws slowly emerged in the sparse stones falling and hitting.

It was the ratmen, all of them in the form of strong ratmen, with claws emerging, and they emerged from the ground around Ackerman in the gaps and dust, looking at him.

"Scare, scare, scare~"

"diedie~"

The friction sound of claws scratched around, ignoring Ackerman's anger, the ratmen burst into naked laughter.

This was Yuge's reply to Ackerman.

Although he couldn't show up in person, why did he really show up in front of Ackerman? Ratmen are enough!

"Humph!"

Ackerman once again swung out the golden arc force field, tearing the surrounding ruins, and staining the ratmen with the same mottled marks. The latter didn't care about Ackerman's power pollution at all, and still laughed at Ackerman's anger while facing death.

"Scare, scare, TheRed is looking forward to your destruction! Ackerman~diedie's stuff~"

A dying ratman, while turning into dust and stone, told the information transmitted from the inside, grinning at Ackerman who was invaded by invisible anger again, and then the surroundings disappeared, and the sound of ratmen crawling underground also dissipated.

At the same time, the noble forces behind him also saw Ackerman's power and display.

"Ackerman! What, you finally came back after we finished fighting? Look at your little brothers, but they all have no future~Is this the means you use to consume us?"

The noble kicked the corpse on the ground away, pulled out the weapons of other family nobles who had just been inserted into the side and were accidentally plotted by him, and looked at Ackerman who was out of anger again with a sneer.

"Idiot!"

Ackerman was too lazy to say anything else. In this situation, no matter how humble he was, he couldn't change everything now. And it is obvious that this guy put his position in such a place without saying anything. How could he not know what was going on?

"Ackerman, how do you think we should end it? The small nobles and merchants in the royal city jointly rebelled. After suppressing the rebellion, many remnants of the old nobles were found and they were quelled." An older noble walked out of the crowd. At this moment, their number was the largest among all the nobles present.

"The professional roots of that guy are there. If you want them, take them. I will report the rest to the Orange King in person. As for what you did, you finish it yourself!"

Ackerman no longer had the slightest thought of wanting these guys to be fake and fake, and his cold words directly blocked all the other party's thoughts!

"Do you want to die here?"

More than one noble was enraged, and the current situation had already become completely chaotic without them noticing. If such a thing really happened, then their status would definitely be impacted.

"Me? I won't die, you can just say it and try."

After tearing off his face, Ackerman didn't care who these people were. If he had to say it, no one was clean, and no matter who the final winner was, there would be no good results.

Throwing his hands, do these people dare to take action? No matter how brave they are, they dare not take action with him now. It's not much for him to join one more, but who will take the initiative to come up first? Just talking to fight him, and then waiting for others to go up as cannon fodder, he has long known the means of this group of nobles.

Unless the professional root vein is obtained, or becomes the final winner, it will depend on the situation to take action.

"Hmph!"

Ignoring them, Ackerman's eyes finally flashed over the red professional root vein, and he had no intention of staying here to play with them.

And watching Ackerman's leaving back, the nobles also fell into the seemingly endless hostility again in mutual defense and vigilance.

"Blame?" The remaining nobles also occasionally peeked at Youge's professional root veins. As the last surviving noble who had the fighting power left picked up the complicated professional root veins, they laughed resolutely: "The winner is everything!"