Fog Survival

"Hearing what you said, I also want to meet him."

"There will be a chance."

Qi Yuan 놂jing said, then ended the topic, turned around and asked: "Since someone got there first, it's not convenient for me to stay any longer."

Campos didn't want to stay any longer. After saying yes, he walked directly towards the cave.

Suddenly, Qi Yuan stopped him and asked: "Oh, by the way, which region are you from? I can cooperate with you."

Campos stopped leaving and said calmly: "The first district."

"Oh? Who is the official force in the First District? You are one of their people."

Capps chuckled lightly, and finally said only one sentence: "The official power of the first region is my people..."

Finally, directly make the 뇾 teleportation scroll leave.

Saw the disappearing figure. As well as the lingering sound in the air, Qi Yuan's pupils shrank, revealing a hint of his original expression.

Seeing that the person had left, Han Dong stepped forward and asked, "Boss, what should we do next?"

Qi Yuan did not answer, but walked to the spiritual treasure chest and took an item from 꿗.

It's a spiritual coin.

Qi Yuan showed a sneer and said with evil eyes: "Except for that old friend, you are the first one who dares to humiliate me with a spiritual coin."

"Old friend?!"

Han Dong and others ignored the spirit coins and humiliation, but were very curious about their old friends.

Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, looking like he was reminiscing, and said with a sigh: "There was once an old friend. Every time he discussed with me, no matter whether he won or lost, he would give him a spirit coin as a souvenir!"

"If this person can compete with the boss, his strength will definitely be great!"

Han Dong's expression became cautious, and he couldn't help but feel a little awe in his heart.

The person who can often discuss with Qi Yuan must be someone with similar strength. It is very likely that he is a survivor with rare level strength!

Qi Yuan nodded slightly: "Although I am strong enough, when facing her, I still feel that I have more than enough ambition but not enough power. This is her suppression power!"

"So strong?! Stronger than Lord Qin next door?"

Qi Yuan glanced at him and said: "It's different. Lord Qin is a deadly danger with a sword. This person presses you step by step and won't let you breathe."

"I see!"

"She once used her good-level strength to withstand my excellent-level offensive, so she didn't fall behind and dragged me down."

"It's unimaginable that there are such people!"

Qi Yuan sighed, looked at the spirit treasure box, stopped his joking expression, and a hint of real anger emerged spontaneously.

"Haha, Messiah... Acleutis..."

Qi Yuan murmured in a low voice, and even Han Dong beside him couldn't help but feel a chill.

He asked tentatively: "Boss, are you really going to give up on this? Lord Campos doesn't seem to be planning to pursue it."

"No investigation?!"

Qi Yuan's eyes were cold and stern: "He destroyed a beast king and an entire knight order. Do you think Krampus will not pursue it?"

"Our No. 1 team was almost wiped out. Do you think I won't pursue it?"

"Haha, his skills are not as good as others? You have nothing to say? If he was so upright and upright, he wouldn't be here today. Just wait and see... Acleutis will tell him about the murderer."

Han Dong was thoughtful, but doubtful: "Will he definitely know?"

"If he knows, then kill the murderer; if he doesn't know, then he is the murderer! Someone must pay back the things we lost..."

After the words fell, Qi Yuan closed the treasure box with a "snap", and everyone's hearts trembled.

"Build a secondary shelter nearby and start your next exploration from here."

Qi Yuan told everyone: "Go back and rest for three days, then continue exploring later."

After finishing speaking, Qi Yuan took the lead in using the teleportation scroll and returned to the shelter.

…

On the other side, there is a luxurious European-style palace.

Campos looked at the Beast King on the hospital bed, his cold blue eyes showing no emotion.

The Beast King was seriously injured, but his eyes were still bright. He smiled bitterly and said: "Lord, am I useless?"

"No."

Campos' voice was quiet but decisive: "Old man, you're going to be fine."

Even so, the Beast King's expression was still dejected: "I know my situation clearly. I can no longer control my body, life and death, and even my daily physiological functions...Boss, I am already disabled. I don't want to lie down like this..."

In the depths of Campos's eyes, his pupils shrank slightly, and his hanging fingers trembled slightly, saying: "There is a way to save you."

"What can I do?"

The Beast King turned his head sharply, spoke louder, stared at Krampus, and asked again: "What can I do?!"

Campos looked into his eyes and said, "There is a potion called Beast Bloodline Potion..."

Five minutes later, the room fell silent.

The Beast King did not recover for a long time, but a smile appeared on his face and he murmured: "Lord, you should know my answer."

"Um."

Campos responded quietly: "I understand, but I want to ask your opinion personally."

"My opinion?" The Beast King fell into deep thought. After a few minutes, he raised his head and said, "I want the blood of the evil dragon."

Finally, after thinking about it, it seemed a bit excessive, so he added: "The worldly python, Jörmungandr will do it too!"

"Behemoth?"

"깇head snake?"

"Leviathan, the Dragon of Chaos?"

"Kraken?"

"..."

Kemps's eyebrows twitched inadvertently, and his handsome face gradually darkened.

"None of what you said! I have only found three bloodlines for you with all my resources."

The Beast King smacked his lips and said with some regret: "None? Lions and tigers are fine too."

Kemps nodded and said: "Actually, they are almost the same. They are Phantom Night Owl, Red-eyed Curly-eared Rabbit, and Desire Fox. Which one do you like?"

Gulp!

"Commander... Commander, are you serious?"

The Beast King lay motionless on the bed, staring at Camps with frightened eyes, and sweat on his forehead.

Kemps glanced at him, threw a bottle of blood potion, and said: "I prepared it for you. The bloodline of the Red Mane Snake Scale Lion King is rare and peak. As long as you can hold on, you can survive."

Hope appeared on the Beast King's face, and his expression became excited.

Campos shook his head helplessly and reminded: "This kind of experiment to change blood is definitely not perfect, and the possibility of failure is very high. You have to be mentally prepared."

"Hahaha, no matter how bad the result is, can it be worse than now?"

Campos sighed and turned to leave the room.

A hint of coldness was brewing in the eyes that turned away again, and he whispered inaudibly: "Messiah... Achilles..."

After leaving the room, Storm was waiting at the door and saw Campos coming.

Inquired in a low voice: "Lord, is the matter of Messiah really just over?"

"Over? What to over?" Campos restrained all his calmness and restraint, stared at the pupils like a beast, and said fiercely: "Investigate to death!"