Full-Time Magister: Dimensional Shadow

Chapter 340 Don’t be afraid, we are our own people

"This Evil Abyss Undead Empire was also used by Salan at the beginning. Unexpectedly, after Salan revived the emperor of his empire, he went directly to start a war with Khufu's Egyptian Pyramid Undead Empire." The beautiful woman with golden eyes said.

"Hmph, do you really think that Emperor Shayuan can start a war with the Pyramid Undead Empire in such a short period of time?" Leng Jue asked in return.

"You mean that the war between the two undead empires was caused by others and was not the original intention of Emperor Shayuan?"

"There must be a battle between the two undead empires, but it can never happen now. The land of Kyushu is so fertile. The dead emperor of Shayuan's first thought was not to use the people of Kyushu to expand his military strength. Instead, he gave up Sa Long's sacrifice for him. The city of sacrifice! What’s even more ridiculous is that the dead emperor actually suppressed all the undead and stopped invading human territory.”

Leng Jue sneered: "Do you think the undead emperor would be so kind that he would let the living go and go directly to war with the Pyramid Undead Empire?"

Khufu's Pyramid Undead Empire expands its military strength by killing humans, extracting it from the world of living people, and turning those living people into the undead soldiers of his Pharaoh.

As an ancient king who is also an undead emperor, as long as his brain is not broken, he should know the importance of military strength to an empire.

Facing the entire human race in the ancient capital, the ancient king remained indifferent and directly pointed the finger at the entire Pyramid Undead Empire.

"Is there someone who can communicate with the Dead Emperor of Shayuan, or even reach cooperation with him?" the beautiful woman with golden eyes guessed.

"I'm very curious. The Holy Inquisition Tribunal knew everything about it, but it never bothered that person. What was it thinking?" Leng Jue said.

"Maybe there is no accurate evidence?"

"Do you think the Holy Inquisition will care about this?"

The beautiful woman with golden eyes was stunned and said: "Master Leng Jue, do you want to deal with that boy named Zhang Chenran?"

"Now that he has a totem beast by his side, it's not that easy to deal with him." Leng Jue asked, "Hasn't there been any movement after the woman Salan disappeared for so long?"

"As you know, Salan was hunted by mysterious forces after leaving Parthenon. We didn't even find her body. However, all of Salan's strongest guardian disciples died unexpectedly, so she couldn't live long, right?" Jin Tong The beautiful woman began to guess.

"I wish she would die, but the Pope has never vacated the position of Cardinal Salan, which means she is not dead yet."

Leng Jue thought for a while:

"Aren't there two women around that man named Zhang Chenran? Use them as a breakthrough point. If it fails, then we will invite people from the Holy Inquisition Tribunal to take action. I would like to see if he can really communicate with the dead emperor. Even cooperate with the entire Shayuan Undead Empire."

"My subordinate understands."

.........

A rental house hidden on the street.

Two figures slowly emerged from the darkness. Judging from the outlines of the shadows, they were a man and a woman.

Zhang Chenran took out his cell phone and took a look, and found out that he was in a good location.

Soon, he smelled a familiar dark scent.

Interestingly, this dark aura turned out to be a Shadowborn, and should have been transformed by a soldier who had not returned to the Holy Land.

"Stop!" A voice shouted from behind.

Zhang Chenran looked back.

This is a woman wearing the uniform of a judge. There is a faint magical aura around her, but her eyes are full of fear.

"The silent shadow type, it's him, he's chasing me." The trial made Xiao Ping look haggard and panicked.

"Don't be afraid of our own people." Zhang Chenran said, throwing out his national badge.

The judge subconsciously reached out and took the badge of the national team member, and the panic in his eyes turned into surprise:

"You are the person Lingling said came to support you?"

Zhang Chenran nodded and walked over with Nanrong Ni.

In the room, a coquettish-looking woman was lying on a wooden bed, her breath of life was very weak.

There is dark matter active in the body of this chief judge, and his body is severely corroded by darkness!

Zhang Chenran put his hand on her body, and his whole body exuded a stronger dark aura. "You, what are you doing?" Xiao Ping was startled.

"Chenran is shocking the dark matter in her body. This low-level material does not dare to make mistakes again." Nanrong Ni quickly grabbed her.

Judge Xiao Ping looked at the presiding judge Leng Qing on the bed, and saw that Leng Qing's lead-black skin, which was originally infected by darkness, gradually returned to milky white.

"Dark matter was forced out?" Xiao Ping said in disbelief.

Seeing this, Nanrong Ni used healing magic to start healing the presiding judge Leng Qing.

"You, you."

The presiding judge Leng Qing, who was lying on the wooden bed, gradually improved and regained consciousness, his voice was very weak.

However, Zhang Chenran's attention was not on her, but on looking at the dark substance in his hand with interest.

Sensing this familiar shadowborn aura, he was certain that it should be a substance transformed by an elder-level being!

"You continue to treat her, I will be back soon." After he finished explaining, he turned and walked towards the darkness, his body gradually melting into the shadows.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Ping asked quickly.

"kill."

.........

Demon City Master Tower, the highest observation deck.

Beijiang jumped down from the railing, which was only as thick as his thumb.

"Ok?"

When he was about to leave, the dark matter gave him a very subtle feeling, and then disconnected from him.

"How is it possible? My dark matter has been suppressed?"

clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter!

In the viewing corridor, the sound of an unusual footsteps was so clear to his ears.

This person obviously did not emit any aura, but the dark substance he was proud of began to feel inexplicably fearful.

"As a killer, wouldn't you feel too conspicuous coming to a place like this?"

The young man in a black trench coat walked up to him, leaned on the railing and looked at the gray haze in the distance.

Super mage Bei Jiang became vigilant. The other party's shadow system was stronger than his, but it was not that easy to catch him.

"Although I am a killer, I hate being ignored. Loneliness is terrible. This world is inherently cold." Bei Jiang looked at his profile and said.

"I agree with this sentence." Zhang Chenran nodded: "It's a pity that you took the wrong path."

"That's just from your point of view. I am a killer. I take killing people for fun. Isn't it the purpose of people to seek the joy of life? I have found my fun and I have found the right way." Bei Jiang grinned.

Zhang Chenran's shadow climbed up as if it had a life of its own, showing a strange smile behind him, and the deadly black blade in his hand was placed on his neck.

Seeing this, Zhang Chenran was also amused and looked sideways at Bei Jiang:

"Are you going to use it against me?"

His confident appearance made Bei Jiang unstoppable. While looking at him, Bei Jiang secretly ordered the rebellious shadow.

But the hand of the demonic figure holding the blade of darkness trembled crazily, as if it had seen some terrible monster.

(End of this chapter)