In just twenty minutes.

Bloodskull Archbishop Johnson's mood was like riding a death roller coaster, experiencing several ups and downs in a row.

The previous sentence "little golden retriever" rang in his mind inexplicably, frightening him to the point of bursting with fear.

Later, he dug out his own eyes and offered sacrifices to the voodoo master, but was tricked so hard that he thought he was certain to die.

However.

Things in the world are always unpredictable.

The gods of Wanhao people have never appeared!

As if this was really just a joke.

Johnson decisively escaped from his original hiding place and moved to another cunning rabbit's den.

Out of the vicious mentality of "if I die, a large number of bastards will be buried with me", this guy deliberately hid in the city.

At this moment.

The archbishop was holding a broken bone staff, and in the eye sockets where only the skull was left on the top of the staff, a pair of eyeballs without eyelids grew.

This scene is extremely scary to look at.

This is undoubtedly Johnson's alternative method after gouging out his eyes.

"Winter! Winter!"

A knocking sound that seemed illusory and yet real suddenly came from the bone staff.

Johnson's whole body trembled involuntarily, and he looked frightened: "Did someone come to the door?"

He waved the bone staff without thinking, and a ray of black light shot out from the skull's mouth, hitting a basin of water in front of him.

The next second.

The clear water turned into ink instantly.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the ink, and then a picture appeared:

This is a three-story building.

A strong man dressed as a repairman was standing at the door and shouting:

"Come to fix the water pipe, open the door quickly!"

The two pale eyeballs on the bone staff stared closely at the scene in the basin.

Johnson said suspiciously: "I just hid in the underground secret room, and someone came to repair the water pipe. Isn't this a coincidence?"

The holes for the two eyeballs suddenly enlarged in a circle, and the figure of the plumber was reflected in the holes.

The man waited at the door for a while, but when no one opened the door, he began to curse: "Made, call the labor and management to come to the door, but no one came."

This guy raised his fist and knocked on the door with an almost "hammer" posture.

"Winter! Winter!"

"Is there anyone inside?"

There was still no movement in the house.

The plumber cursed, "It's a waste of time to come here today," he picked up his tool bag and turned around to leave.

The archbishop controlled his eyes and glanced at the tool bag, and through the open mouth of the bag, he saw a lot of repair tools.

The surfaces of most tools have wear marks left by years of use.

You can tell at a glance.

This should be a repairman with extensive experience.

Johnson breathed a sigh of relief: "No problem, this secret room is safe!"

He shook the bone staff again, and the image in the water basin disappeared and became clear again.

ground.

In front of the house.

The moment the secret surveillance screen in the water basin completely dissipated.

The plumber suddenly stopped and a dull blue light flashed in his eyes.

In fact.

The strong man was indeed a real plumber, and many people in the city knew him.

However, Johnson did not realize that the plumber's soul contained a transcendent mark and he had become a puppet controlled by others.

But that's not surprising.

Because this mark was concealed by the power of the true secret.

If the archbishop observed it closely and personally, he might be able to get a glimpse of it.

Just using secret methods for remote observation, where can we see any abnormalities?

One sentence.

Cheng Han completely predicted the Archbishop's reaction and played with it at his fingertips.

by the way.

The plumber is a shady guy who is secretly a member of a thieving gang.

It is precisely because of this that Netherworld chose this guy as the vanguard of this battle.

no way.

Victory often requires a price.

At this time.

The plumber lowered his head and looked down, his eyes filled with blue light.

There was a dark wave in this guy's body, and many deformed sarcomas appeared all over his body, which looked extremely ugly.

After a moment.

The plumber disappeared.

Only a few small puffs of dark black fog were left in place, which quickly dissipated.

"boom!"

The tool bag hit the ground hard with a muffled sound.

A piece of resin water pipe elbow rolled out from the mouth of the bag.

Thirty meters deep underground.

In the secret room.

The moment the dark fluctuation occurred, Johnson was immediately startled.

Something's wrong!

Unfortunately, the Archbishop was too late to do anything.

I saw a flash of light and shadow in the secret room, and a strange man with tumors all over his body appeared out of thin air in the secret room.

Then there was a weird smile: "Little Golden Retriever, it turns out you have another mouse hole!"

Johnson's heart "thumped" and he waved the bone staff as fast as he could.

The black hole of the skull on the top of the staff shot out a sharp bloody light, hitting the weirdo's head in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

The weirdo's head exploded.

"Bang! Bang!"

The weirdo's body also exploded.

All kinds of flesh and blood residues were blown up all over the sky, and a lot of blood stains were smeared on the walls and ceiling.

If the archbishop hadn't released the black mist that enveloped his body, he would probably have been splattered with blood.

However.

Instead of feeling any joy at killing the enemy, Johnson's heart sank to the lowest point.

The words "Little golden retriever, another mouse hole" were like a terrifying nightmare, making the archbishop extremely nervous again.

who is it?

Who is behind this horse?

Johnson felt like he was going crazy.

But one thing is certain, judging from the weirdo's deformed appearance, this is definitely not the god of the Wanhao people, but more like the work of other god-restoring organizations.

"Are you another bastard from the Destruction Mission?"

The archbishop held the bone staff tightly and muttered through gritted teeth.

Nearly two hundred kilometers away.
To be continued...