Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

"correct."

Zhou Li nodded and said, "I don't deny that gold is valuable, nor do I deny that human progress requires the support of metal. But the problem is that while modern humans may be more advanced than even the Heavenly Capital, their wars are even more terrifying than the disasters created by the saints."

Tucker remained silent.

He looked at the city that was once his hometown, his eyes full of nostalgia. But he also seemed to be looking back at the past, and there was sadness in his eyes.

"Of course, if you don't want him to ruin it, there is another way."

Zhou Li is such a person. He always suddenly interrupts in some paragraphs that seem to be the ending and then tells you.

Not finished yet.

"How to say?"

Tucker suddenly cheered up.

"Will the SPW president tell others about this land?"

Zhou Li asked.

"Absolutely not."

Shaking his head, Tucker said in a deep voice, "What he wants is definitely the Golden Pulse and Golden Magic. If he tells other people or organizations, it means that these things will be shared. If they are shared, the value of these items will no longer exist."

"Yep."

Zhou Li gave a kind smile.

"Let's kill Valentine."

Chapter 287: Eradicating Evil

Zhou Li couldn't solve the problem of gold's appeal to people.

So he prepared to resolve people's hearts.

He had heard the name Valentine before, primarily from his father. According to Zhou Yun, Valentine was an extreme leader who prioritized national supremacy. To Valentine, every nation except the SWP United Kingdom should be a fertile field for the SWP United Kingdom, which was to be the world's most powerful nation, ruling the world that it rightfully deserved to be ruled.

Therefore, Valentine is actually the co-chairman of the SPW United Nations, but because of his overly arrogant and domineering style, he has been called the "Big President" internationally. This is not a completely bad name, but it is not a good name either. For most people, Valentine is very far away from them, but also very close to them.

It is not as pure white as snow as the legend says, but more like a big rock that has been rubbed by wind and rain and turned gray, growing quietly in a high place.

Several small buildings nestled against each other, their pointed roofs seemingly piercing the sky. Windows, embedded in the walls like deep eyes, their wooden frames cracked and faded by the sun, quietly gazed down at the endless, undulating green mountains below.

It wasn't luxurious, nor was it perfect, and besides its position on the hilltop, it didn't possess any grandeur. But when a figure in a pure white uniform with marble patterns appeared beside the skylight, the White House took on its significance.

SPW meeting room.

Also known as the White House.

"The actions of evil people are often based on the lowest instincts, the crudest bricks and stones."

He took off his beanie hat and brushed off the nonexistent dust from his sleeves. The man with dazzling blond hair slowly raised his head, extended his hand, and gave a thumbs-up.

"Yet humans have used these disgusting, crude bricks and stones to build one amazing tower after another. Evil deeds seem to be suppressed, yet they become the cornerstone, which is puzzling and makes people hesitant."

He slowly pressed his thumb down, and a distorted halo appeared in the man's blue eyes.

“And when one sits on the top of the tower, looking at the bricks and stones yet yearning to become the cornerstone, one will understand one thing.”

“Evil deeds are easy to commit.”

There was a sound of finger snapping.

The cracks between his fingertips began to spread, as if a simple snap of his fingers had shattered the curtain of space. Under his indifferent gaze, something seemed to be wriggling within the shattered space, slowly extending outward.

Soul: Eradicate all evil.

He reached out his hand, and behind Valentine, a statue, like the most perfectly carved marble, appeared. It was a man as handsome as David, but with arms as soft and white as a woman's. Those hands grasped the shattered space and pulled it back violently.

Spectrum walked out of the spatial rift with a cold look in his eyes. He touched the handrail on the stairs, took a step down, and asked:

"Which number?"

"You're the second one."

Valentine walked calmly and powerfully, slowly returning to the chair behind the long table. He leaned back slightly, looked at the arrogant Spectrum in front of him, and said, "You are more arrogant than he is."

"wrong."

He reached out, stood behind Valentine, took a pearl from Valentine's table in his hand and slowly swallowed it. He gently hooked Valentine's shoulder, and Spectrum's voice was a little harsh, "I am greedy."

"Now you are the spectrum."

Valentine didn't care at all that he was being approached so closely by a powerful person. He just said indifferently: "We still have the purest contract."

"Good calculation."

The Formula of Truth surged in his eyes. The light spike that had been so close to him was slowly lowered. Spectrum glanced at Valentine's throat with regret, then said, "The most controllable way to control your ability is to make a pact with me. Because I am the only one who possesses the Formula of Truth in every possible branch, and there is no way to escape any contract."

Valentine looked at the other person without comment.

"Eradication of all evil... What a good name."

Spectrum chuckled. Compared to his previous self, Spectrum now seemed more humane, and his words were more emotional. He stood in front of Valentine and asked, "I created the cloak in this world, right?"

"You should have a chance to save him now."

Valentine said.

Spectrum's right arm transformed into a pitch-black halo, and after a brief pause, he yanked his cloak out from the darkness. With a stumble, the cloak fell to the ground, and he gasped heavily.

"It seems that I wasn't that good before."

Looking at the cloak lying on the ground, Spectrum shook his head with a hint of regret and said, "I can only pass through it but cannot control it. As expected, I am too arrogant to value the help around me."

"Master Spectrum!"

After hearing the familiar voice, Cloak turned his head sharply as if struck by lightning.

Spectrum stood behind him, his entire form seemingly shaped by a single, frozen beam of light. His skin had no distinct texture, only the contours of his form formed by the ever-flowing, ever-shifting light. From head to toe, the colors were not fixed, but rather flowed and shimmered like ripples, blending and shifting.

wrong!

Cloak's joy lasted for less than a few seconds before he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Spectrum always appeared polite, indifferent, and calm, its color always the purest azure. But the Spectrum before him was mottled, with large areas of red and gold, giving off a sense of dominance and tyranny.

For cloaks, color can prove each other's identity more than anything else.

"I am Spectrum, but not the Spectrum you know."

Spectrum looked at the cloak and said with disdain: "To be frank, you are too weak, ridiculously weak. I guess Spectrum brought you with him just to let you do the dirty work that he was too lazy to do, so..."

Facing the cloak with mixed emotions, unsure of what to say, Spectrum took a step forward, extending his arm, stained by the deep purple of the nebula, and placed it on the other's shoulders.

The next second, Cloak's body began to move towards linearity. The severe pain made him cry out involuntarily, but his voice was like a broken radio, making a harsh buzzing sound.

Valentine sat in a chair, watching everything with an expressionless face.

After a moment, looking at the cloak covered with twisted lines, Spectrum nodded with satisfaction.

"very nice."

He said: "This is worthy of my Shadow Legion."

As soon as the words fell, countless tiny black lines began to extend from the cloak's body. After repeated reorganization and mutation, a group of black-clad shadows slowly appeared in the White House. Hundreds of shadows bowed and performed a salute of loyalty to Spectrum and Valentine.

"Don't advertise your relationship with me."

Valentine stood up and walked to the door. He put his hand on the door handle and said calmly:

“This will reflect badly on SPW.”

Chapter 288 Gold Moves the Heart

Zhou Li gave up the idea of ​​running away with a bag of gold.

It was Bai Dongdong who stopped him, arguing that the gold had traces of magic on it and would be investigated by the School of Truth if it were circulated. If the ruins of the Sky City were investigated by the School of Truth, it would be a disaster.

So, Zhou Li contacted another person.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Yun, who was doing a handstand on one finger, was stunned for a moment, then asked Zhou Li who was on the other side of the magic book, "Have you done something wrong again?"

"I found an underground kingdom made of pure gold, the kind that could probably buy a hundred of our lives."

After hearing Zhou Li's explanation, Zhou Yun's first reaction was disbelief, and his second reaction was...

"This is a relapse of an old illness."

Zhou Yun kicked the lead off his foot. The special floor barely supported the special weights forged from mithril and lead. He stood up straight, picked up the magic book, and said to Zhou Li, "I know you're poor, but you can't lose your mind. Our family has a lot of property. Although I didn't leave you much and don't intend for you to inherit it for fear that your bad luck will affect our family, I support you spiritually. How about this? Go to the royal city and rob the Royal Bank. As long as your uncle and I don't kill you, you win."

"Don't laugh at the challenge? Then you win."

In the Golden Kingdom, Zhou Li said expressionlessly, "Do you know the City of Heaven?"

"know."

Zhou Yun sat on a stone bench and said boredly, "Your mother described Tiandu to me back then, saying it was a group of lunatics who believed in gold. They were just short of wiping their butts with gold foil when they took a shit. You..."

"Wait a moment."

Suddenly, Zhou Yun sat up straight.

He seemed to have thought of something and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that what you discovered is?"

"Yes."

Zhou Li said, "Are you still bragging?"

"Ouch me!"

Zhou Yun was shocked and asked, "Tell me the truth, will the gold in the ruins turn into stone when it is taken out, or will it explode when it is taken out? And you said that this gold is actually shit, but you didn't notice it?"

Zhou Li was silent.

It was sloppy, but on this point Zhou Li really had no room for rebuttal.

“It’s hard to describe to you.”

Zhou Li sighed and handed the magic book to Bai Dongdong beside him. "Tell me, when I talk to him for ten minutes, nine of them are personal attacks, and the remaining one minute he threatens to kill me."