Chapter 537 The ambitions of contestants from various countries

"It seems that they have made a lot of moves. Well, let me see what other plots they have!"

Huo Qinghuang sneered, flicked out a spark, and it turned into a firefly the size of a fingernail, floating out of the window with the breeze.

At the same time, in the athletes' village arranged by the organizing committee of the event, people with special abilities from various countries learned from their mistakes and decided to bring out their trump cards in tomorrow's competition.

At this time, the Siamese sorcerers no longer distinguished between those in white or those in black, and all gathered together.

"Everyone, the refining of the Undead Corpse King has entered the final stage. We only need the last bit of fire to complete it. I hope that everyone here can put aside their past grudges and work together to successfully refine the Undead Corpse King."

An old man with wrinkles on his face and wearing a white robe said.

This person is Songta, the president of the Siam Black Magic Association. He is a black magic master dressed in white and has a very high reputation in Siam.

Therefore, as soon as he opened his mouth, even though the black-clothed sorcerers had different thoughts, they nodded in agreement.

At night, dozens of sorcerers sat in front of a makeshift altar, chanting obscure spells, and a foul smell filled the air.

Songta stood aside, looking serious: "Once we succeed, we will have invincible warriors."

"I hope so."

A black-clothed sorcerer said coldly, "Otherwise, we can only wait to be burned to ashes by the immortal cultivators of Dragon Country."

"So, if this move fails, then we must die. At the very least, we must preserve the status of the sorcerer among the international supernaturals!"

Songta had a determined look on his face, but when he thought of the tragic scene in the ring today, the wrinkles on his face deepened a little.

The black-clad sorcerer's face twitched and he rolled his eyes in disapproval.

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On the other side, the Korean contestants stayed.

Representatives of the Korean country's superpowers gathered together to accept the final deployment mission.

"This operation must be done with caution."

During the multinational video conference, the president personally issued an order, "Our goal is not to fight, but to observe and record."

"clear!"

A young man stood up, his eyes determined, "I will let the whole world know that the so-called 'immortal cultivators' of Dragon Country are nothing but bluffing."

His name is Li Junye, and he is the youngest person with innate superpowers in South Korea. He possesses the dual abilities of "mind resonance" and "stealing".

"Remember, don't provoke, and don't reveal your strength."

The diplomat warned, "We are just testing their bottom line, not asking you to die.

Especially you, it is best to rely on your ability to get their practice methods."

Li Jun also nodded: "Don't worry, I will be careful."

His face was filled with ambition and his eyes were filled with determination. "The secrets of immortal cultivators should not belong to just one country."

At the same time, at the residence of the representative of Xiao Ri Zi Country.

A mysterious ritual is going on.

A dozen Onmyojis wearing hunting robes knelt on the ground, surrounding a huge talisman formation.

In the formation, a huge, scarlet fox-like shikigami slowly emerged.

Its eyes were as deep as the abyss, and a strange and sinister aura surrounded its body.

This is one of Kamisakura Masaya's strongest shikigami - the red fox demon.

Not only can it transform into an invisible shadow, it can also sneak into any place silently.

Kamisakura Masaya stood in front of the formation with a stern look on his face.

He whispered:

"This is one of my strongest shikigami."

"It will help us sneak into the Dragon Country team's accommodation and investigate the true identities of the two immortal cultivators."

An Onmyoji asked cautiously, "Sir, should we send someone to follow?"

Kamisakura Masaya shook his head: "No need."

"The shikigami won't reveal our existence, and even if they fail, we won't be implicated."

He paused, his eyes sinister, "When the time is right, I will personally take action to avenge my Great Sun Empire."

On the other side, in the camp of the French representatives, a group of spiritualists wearing black robes were sitting around an ancient round table.

There is a crystal ball on the table, and a vague figure can be vaguely seen inside the ball.

That was the image of Huo Qinghuang.

The leading psychic leader whispered Latin spells, trying to connect to the underworld and spy on the trajectory of her fate.

“There’s some energy about her that’s not of this world.”

The leader murmured, "That is an existence that transcends life and death."

Another psychic frowned: "If she can really predict the future, what should we do?"

The leader closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then opened them again, speaking in a heavy tone:

"Then we can only ask the 'Great Messenger of the Dead' to come."

"Only this can break the barrier of fate."

"But the Messenger of the Dead is only a legendary existence. Can it really be summoned?"

A psychic frowned and asked with concern.

The psychic leader sighed and said helplessly: "How can we know if we don't try?"

"Then give it a try."

So, this group of spiritualists began to arrange a ceremony to summon an ancient prophet who had long died.

They believed that as long as the soul of the prophet came, the true secret of Huo Qinghuang and the others would be revealed.

In the room of the Eagle Country representative, a man in a suit was lying in a special brain wave resonance chamber.

There were dozens of spider-thin wires connected to his head, and the entire room was filled with high-tech equipment.

His name is Eric Blair, and he is a telepath with the power of "telepathy".

He is trying to use brain wave technology to crack Huo Qinghuang's "fate prediction" ability.

"As long as I can capture the frequency of her thought fluctuations..."

He muttered, "It can simulate her prediction model."

The assistant reminded: "But she seems to be able to sense prying eyes."

Eric sneered: "Then let her think we are testing you."

"In fact, I have quietly implanted a 'seed of consciousness'."

"Once she lets her guard down, her memory can be read."

His eyes sparkled with excitement:

“Then we won’t have to guess about the future.”

"We can literally 'copy' the future."

“…”

The assistant hesitated to speak.

He always felt that everything would not go smoothly, but he did not dare to discourage Eric's enthusiasm. He could only report Eric's performance to the person in charge, hoping that they could clean up Eric's mess in time.

…

Huo Qinghuang knew that these contestants would definitely not be convinced, but she was too lazy to pry into their thoughts.

She is already a celestial being. If she can't even handle a few mortals, then what's the point of starting over?

It would be better to achieve nirvana again.

At this moment, she stretched her hand out of the window and saw a spark coming closer and closer.

Soon, a firefly the size of a fingernail landed in her palm.

She tapped the fireflies with her fingertips and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"how?"

Ao Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Oh!"

Huo Qinghuang sneered and pointed his hand into the air.

The next moment, a picture appeared out of nowhere, and the content on the picture was an experimental base in Country E.