Chapter 268 125. Bell ringer

The ridge slowly shattered, Yuhele raised his head, his armor was burned and burned, but the snowflakes flew down one after another, quietly landing on his wound, as if he was pricked by a needle, followed by a soft and soft numbness.

Even citizens of society will die.

He moved gently, opened his mouth wide, and breathed quickly and deeply. The ether blood in his body quickly became active, providing him with enough motivation to allow Yuhele to lift the armor on his chest, take out a portion of ether mixture, and pour it into his mouth.

"Gulu...gulu..."

The ether quickly molecularized and fused with his cells that were assimilated by society. As a strong man who was reforged once, especially the jury-level [White Knight], he would not be eliminated because of the force of mortals.

Ether gradually healed his wounds, and Yuhele suddenly felt something, and the blood in his body throbbed. He raised his head and immediately saw a middle-aged man dressed like a priest.

"It's so embarrassing, [White Knight]."

His coal-black buzz hair and tough lines made people deeply impressed, not to mention that this big muscle that could support the priest's robe, was simply a gluten monster.

The man came to the outside world alone, facing the destruction of the ice sword and snow sword, but was indifferent and did not carry any equipment, just as if he was not here to the cruel and harsh outside world, but to travel.

"[Bell ringer] Horst, I didn't expect you to find me..."

Yuhele's tone is very respectful to the [bell ringer] who is also a member of the jury.

He still remembers how the bearded priest in front of him transformed himself into a citizen of a secret society, made Zonia into a "social institution", and how he easily turned a hill into a sand dune.

Being reasonable and reasonable, one must respect the [bell ringer] no matter what one does.

"【The Bell of Death】 allows me to see your soul and make a tracking mark."

Horst stood with his hands behind his back, his face cold:

"If it weren't for the blood of ether, you've died twice. The armor of [White Knight] has no defense ability, it's just a biological organization that enhances physical strength."

"Haha, you can still do it by blocking the barbarian's weapons."

Yuhele sat up slowly and asked curiously:

"Speaking of this, have you been looking for our [tailor] congressman? Haven't you found it?"

"Something went wrong."

Horst turned his head and looked at the plain dunes outside the snow-capped mountains:

"The traitors who have been escaping in the past have fled into the Star Abyss and scattered all over the universe."

"I even suspect that not only in the first level of the 'layered abyss', but also in the narrative civilization, they must also have their hidden figures, either themselves or their descendants. So far, they are still constantly violating Gaia's mother's will."

"I understand, what you mean is someone who has intercepted you!" Yuhele had a natural sense of disgust for the riddle and waved his hand immediately: "What a big deal. With your ability, just ask the ghost to come out and answer your questions."

"The MP herself is a psychic medium. She has a ghost on her body that blocks her figure...I don't know who made the move, but he did take away our MP Miss."

Horst sneered:

"This cannot stop the progress of the secret society. These traitors escaped because of the gap in the Speaker's Battle. When the members of the Speaker gather and Gaia's mother comes, they will sooner or later pay the price."

"Is it necessary for all societies to come?" Yuhele asked curiously: "With citizens invading civilization, integrating locals into society through pollution and assimilation, and gathering speakers and members of the MPs, the arrival of society can be achieved - isn't it too troublesome?"

"It is like this in the infiltration stage. You will be noticed by narrative civilizations directly. You will be isolated from the heroes. What's more, only by constantly eroding civilization can we provide rich diversity for society, otherwise we will not be able to completely devour a complete and useful civilization."

Although Horst's words are always full of inexplicable events and metaphors, he never makes mistakes in details.

"So, we won't look for MPs?" Yuhele asked.

"Look, keep looking. But the whole planet is probably still the case." Horst rubbed his forehead: "Sometimes I really miss that planet...Haynes, there are all C3 ‘Luca’ cosmic human races. Over thousands of years, it can completely form a secret council, if it weren't for that guy..."

"That guy?" Yuhele noticed the details: "You said it several times, 'Haynes' guy', but you never say who that guy is, can you explain it? I really can't stand it, can you give me some pleasure?"

"[Drug the Will] - Murphyderia's agent, also known as the terrible God of the God of Reality."

When Horst talks about ‘that guy’, he will change his face every time, showing a fearful and fearful look, and he is unwilling to say more:

"He is the existence that even his name is best not to mention, and has given the greatest damage to our secret society. When that guy exists, all societies become timid and cautious under His means."

"It's really that scary? It's just a god. Are there few gods that society kills?"

"No, He is different, different from other Gods. If you insist on saying it, that guy... is completely a society, a society among gods."

Horst shook his head, never wanting to mention this topic again:

"Don't talk about the past. Even for Gaia's mother and the Speakers, that history is unwilling to raise - remember, don't keep staring at the black history and be careful to become a part of the black history."

Horst's warning surprised Yuhele. He was silent for a moment and said:

"This made me even more curious, but I also knew the right way."

"Just understand."

"But, since there are only a few C3 Luka-type human races on this planet, why not look for similar planets?"

"We are looking for it, but the C3 Luka-type human race in the Star Abyss is busy fighting and never gathering. Whether we can find a qualified person with parliamentary potential is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"I'm very curious. Just as you and me who are the jury [White Knight] and the [Bell Ringer], are already so powerful, so what kind of existence are the members of the parliament and even the speaker?"

"A lot better than you and me."

Horst said:

"Just keep an eye on your own business, remember that your mission is Gretwo Night Song."

"Whether it is to awaken him to become the [Black Knight], to win him over to join the secret society, or to destroy him, take away his profession, and re-synthesis the [Knight], it is very important for the secret."

"Don't worry."

Yuhele flipped over his tattered hood, grabbed the crutch made from Zonia's spine, and laughed:

"I have already discussed the Tianhuan people. Revenge on Li Aozi is just a matter of helping... Even if you are defeated by Li Aozi, I am immortal with the blood of the ether, and he has only a strong body, but he cannot use it."

"...I won't mention that name in the future."

"What?"

"I don't like the name of that man." Horst frowned: "This name always reminds me of something disgusting."
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