About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

After hearing Liu Ji's words, the old man immediately raised his eyebrows and had a bad feeling in his heart.

However, before he could react, something spread in an instant.

In an instant, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and streams of fine fluid mixed with blood and brain matter splashed out from the backs of everyone present.

Then, they slowly knelt down, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, and fell to the ground almost simultaneously.

At some point, the entire underground space became quiet, and scarlet blood flowed freely on the ground.

The old man looked at Liu Ji, dumbfounded, and did not even dare to move. The majesty from before was nowhere to be seen.

Liu Ji walked slowly in front of him, looked down at him condescendingly, and then said softly: "Then, let's talk about how to alleviate your pain..."

The old man looked up at the person in front of him tremblingly.

At that moment, he seemed to see a demon king standing proudly in front of him.

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"Huh, this is the last pile," "Mass" looked at the huge pile of vines in front of him and let out a sigh of relief, "Hell, this is a desert, there are not many water elements, this level of plant magic How to use it..."

"Who knows," Lim frowned, holding a new type of spell written by Zhang Yayin, "It's crazy that I can't understand it. Are these really spells?"

"Do you know any spells?" "Mass" glanced at Lim, "Listening to what you said before, I thought you had never learned any spells."

"Well, how should I put it? Although I haven't learned it directly, it's not difficult to predict something over thousands of years, and to sort out the information and learn something from it," Lim said, "It's just that it's difficult to learn everything. After all, I can’t control what I learn.”

"Yes," "Mass" also took a piece of paper and looked at it, frowning and said, "Well... I really can't understand it..."

"It's not normal that you can't understand." Lim took back the piece of paper. "Instead of leaving it to you to study, I might as well go find that half-dragon girl."

After saying that, Lim turned around and walked towards the guest room.

"Mass" looked at Lim's back, was stunned for a while, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Damn..." He cursed.

Then, he turned his head, shouted and summoned some demon puppets, and ordered them to move the vines underground and throw them to the cattle and sheep as feed.

As for the other side.

Although Lim said he was going to find Callidora, he turned around and headed towards the kitchen.

Walking to the stove, he threw the pile of papers into the bottom of the stove, then lit the fire and watched the papers slowly burn out in the stove.

"So, what are you doing?" "Mass" appeared next to him.

"As you can see, destroy some things that deserve to be destroyed," Lim said. "There is a person who can escape my sight. I don't want that guy to have a chance to come into contact with these things if he is still wandering around. "

"You mean Turin?" Mass asked.

"Or there are others, but really, it's mainly him," Lim said.

"Is this thing so... valuable?" "Mass" asked.

"Far beyond your imagination," Lim said, "I can't even see clearly the future guided by this thing, but its appearance is enough to subvert all existing spell systems..."

"Yes," "Mass" touched his chin.

But it can be seen from his expression that he still has no idea.

But Lim's next words exploded in his ears like thunder.

"This thing is the key to your recovery of freedom."

"What..." "Mass" looked at Lim in astonishment.

"You should know better than me that Red Moon is not a finished product," Lim said. "But as it cannot be controlled, it is destined to be only a semi-finished product. Moreover, because it cannot be controlled, its power can only be Complying with its own will, manifesting itself in the most crude and simple way,

In the future I see, the red moon will eventually take on its complete form, and this new spell is the key to completing it all. "

227.Hello, Brave Protection Association

"Well, that's all?" Liu Ji asked coldly.

The old man slumped in a pool of blood and nodded slowly.

"So, don't be so tough, why do you have to suffer so much," Liu Ji said, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of sand shot out like a bullet.

A bloody hole appeared on the old man's forehead.

With a pop, he collapsed, eyes wide open, eyes wide open.

Liu Ji looked back at the entire underground tavern, walked to the table, picked up a bottle of red crystal on the table, shook it in his hand, and then squeezed it hard, crushing it to pieces.

The red dust fell slowly, and the sandstorm raged throughout the tavern. The blood and bones were swallowed up by the sandstorm, and everything tangible was crushed to pieces.

A few dozen seconds later, only dust was left on the ground in this feasting tavern, like a dilapidated warehouse, and the former glory seemed to have never existed.

No one will know that Liu Ji has been here, and no one will care about its disappearance.

After all, this is a shadow place that is not officially recognized.

Liu Ji was very sure that if the Third King Cavalry was also hiding here, he should be staying in a shadow somewhere, so investigating along the route in the dark would be the best option.

But for this reason, he must not let information about himself flow along the hidden line.

Walking out of the tavern, counting the time, it was almost evening.

But it doesn't matter, this night is the time allocated here.

Following the information he received, Liu Ji went deeper into the city.

After passing through prosperous neighborhoods, through peaceful settlements, through underground fields full of fruits, through underground pastures full of beasts, Liu Ji finally came to a solemn park.

It's not too busy here, but there are often people traveling in twos and threes at the entrance of the park.

Some of them carried bouquets of flowers and were thoughtful, while others had sad faces and heavy steps.

This is a cemetery, a place to bury the dead, commemorate the dead, and remember the dead.

No one likes cemeteries, but here, many people live with memories of the past.

But in a place like this, there is an underground secret industry.

Closing his eyes slightly, the sand and dust drifted in the wind, drifting to every part of the cemetery.

The elemental vision expanded, and in an instant, the entire area appeared in front of Liu Ji's eyes.

Then, he took steps into the cemetery and walked straight to the deepest part.

In the deepest part of the cemetery, there is a small house, which is the tombkeeper's lounge.

At least that's what the house itself is.

The old tombkeeper was sitting in front of the lounge, smoking his pipe. Seeing Liu Ji walking towards him, he frowned slightly and asked, "Boy, what are you doing? Can't you find the tomb you are looking for?"

"Well, that's right," Liu Ji nodded calmly.

"Then tell me, maybe I can have an impression, but I can't guarantee it," the tombkeeper said.

"I want to find the tombs of those who died under the attack of red crystals," Liu Ji said. "Can you tell me where they are?"

The tombkeeper raised his eyebrows, his face immediately darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, are you here to cause trouble?"

"Hmm," Liu Ji raised his eyebrows, "Are you taking the bait? Sure enough, you helped those people a lot."

The gravekeeper's face turned dark immediately, and he reached into his arms as if he wanted to take out something.

However, in the next moment, a mixture of blood and brain suddenly spattered out from the back of his head, and he maintained his previous position and fell straight down.

There was a muffled sound, and a burst of smoke and dust was raised. His right hand hung down weakly, and the bamboo whistle in his hand slowly rolled down.

Liu Ji walked past him and smashed the bamboo whistle to pieces with one foot, and the tombkeeper's body also turned into nothingness under the sand.

Then he opened the gravekeeper's room.

At first glance, this is an ordinary room, with a small stove, water tank, bed, table, chairs and some sundries.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the interior space of this house is smaller than it appears from the outside.

Liu Ji walked to the wall and opened the hanging rack in front of the wall.

On the other side, there is clearly a corridor leading underground.

As for why such a dangerous partition method was used instead of digging a cellar, it was probably because goods had to be transported back and forth frequently.

Step by step, Liu Ji walked down the stairs, but he didn't make even a single sound of footsteps.

Turning the dark stairs and passing through the dilapidated wooden door, under the dim light, there were corpses of Earthwalkers lying on the ground.

Several men from different races were busy around the corpses, carefully cutting off the skin and flesh of these corpses, knocking out the marrow of these corpses, and pouring them into the continuously operating furnace, not forgetting to greedily take a sip of the red color emitted by the furnace. fog.

Yes, they are refining red crystal.

The raw material for refining the red crystal is the corpse of the Earthwalker.

There was only the body of the Earthwalker.

The blood of dark monsters remains in the bodies of Earthwalkers, and it is this blood that makes them afraid of the sun and can only live underground for the rest of their lives.

The red crystal is the crystallization of this blood.

If you take it for a long time, not only will your mind become easily controlled by some kind of magic, but you will also become like an Earthwalker. No matter how hard it is to face the real sunlight, you can only shrink underground for the rest of your life. Over time, it may also cause distortion and resistance. In the past, he will become a landwalker, unable to resist, and will either become a monster or die directly.

Liu Ji didn't know why this kind of crystal could produce mind-numbing addictive properties. It probably had something to do with its ability to control people's minds.

If you want to operate them, besides using specific spells, there is an easier way.

Liu Ji disconnected from the disaster plant and connected to the incarnation of the dark monster.

These people are immersed in this poisonous nest almost every day and month, and the corrosive effect of red crystal on them is far greater than that of ordinary people.

At this level, Liu Ji can completely control them with just one thought.

Seeing these poisonous insects wandering towards him, Liu Ji looked them over and asked, "Have all the recent goods been sent out?"

The poisonous insects looked at Liu Ji, nodded with dull expressions, and responded in unison: "Send them all away..."

"Is there anything that hasn't been delivered?" Liu Ji asked again.

Those poisonous insects, you look at me, I look at you, and finally one of them said: "In the Miba gravel area, no one picked up the goods for the Good Luck Festival, and the others were delivered..."

"Where is the specific location?" Liu Ji asked.

The few people looked at each other, and finally one of them took out a small magic crystal and handed it to Liu Ji's hand.

Liu Ji took the magic crystal and looked at it, then poured magic power into it.

Soon, a huge road map appeared in his mind, marking all the joints and customer locations of the entire drug trafficking network.

It is quite thoughtful to use this fragile magic crystal to save information. Not only is it easy to read, but if it is discovered, it can be destroyed directly in advance.

Moreover, if you really can't escape, you can still use it to turn in meritorious service and seek leniency.

Unfortunately, because of this, the information inside is not accurate, and the location of the forces inside may be a smoke bomb.

But, it doesn't matter.

As long as the approximate location can be found, it is enough for Liu Ji.

As for here...

"The dead should not be tools you use to create poison," Liu Ji said indifferently, "Oh, although I have no position to preach to you."

With that said, Liu Ji turned around and walked back to the ground along the stairs.

Behind him, a raging sandstorm rolled crazily in the basement. In a short time, the entire underground space was crushed into debris, and nothing was left.

"The Good Luck Festival is a good name, it's auspicious enough," Liu Ji smiled, "Unfortunately, the actual luck is not that good..."

Turning into a burst of sand, Liu Ji floated into the distance.

Following the guidance of the road map, he drove through the city at high speed, following the direction of the so-called "Good Luck Meeting".

Although if nothing else happens, the good luck gathering is probably gone now.

Because, as he continued to approach that direction, he could clearly smell the familiar and annoying smell diffusing in the air.

The smell of disaster.

Liu Ji sped up his speed.

Now, it should be too late...