Chapter 469 That Year They All Called Me: Wan Chai Gun God
"Brother Liang Si, it's been a long time since we last met. I don't have anything good to give you, so I'll just give you a feast—"
"What about a broken family?"
Jiang Chen spoke calmly, instantly extinguishing everyone's ignited hope.
The three puppeteer half-kings finally stopped holding any expectations, but at this time, they calmed down and looked at the densely packed enemies of the same level as themselves.
The old man in the lead suddenly laughed.
"One person controls fifteen half-kings. Your Excellency, Kyushu, must be a treasured figure, right?"
"If a strong man like you dies, will the Yama of Jiuzhou go crazy?"
Jiang Chen looked at him in surprise.
"Old man, you still have a trump card. Don't be so polite. Hurry up and take it out. I'm afraid if it's too late, you'll be dead."
As he spoke, the Mist Ghost Quasi-King took a step forward, and the other three Dark Alliance Half-Kings also surrounded him and attacked directly towards the old man.
The reason why I didn’t let the half king go all in.
It was because Jiang Chen's current strength was not enough to sustain such a huge consumption. He called so many people out just to keep up appearances. Even if he didn't take action, he would be almost exhausted.
The four kings who took action all wore ancient and mysterious masks, which showed their power was obtained for free.
"hehe!"
The old man smiled grimly: "How can you guess the depth of my puppet master family?"
"Lao Liang, Lao He, what are you waiting for?"
The two middle-aged men on the side also nodded.
The three puppeteers' fingers trembled rapidly, and invisible silk threads crisscrossed on the island, actually cutting a huge building in half.
A luxurious hotel was shattered into pieces and collapsed with a loud bang.
"ah!"
Someone screamed and didn't have time to escape from the hotel. His body was broken into several pieces and he looked miserable.
No one cares about them.
Invisible threads cut through the cement layer on the ground, revealing a pool underneath. A strong stench instantly filled half of the island.
When everyone looked over, they found that there were countless rotting corpses and some fresh dead body parts in the pool.
The water was murky and icy cold.
Countless silk-like threads were connected to the pool wall at one end, and at the other end was a corpse, a man wearing ritual clothes, with a foreign face, muscular body, and skin of a strange, stiff blue color.
"This is……"
"A king-level expert from the Gods' Organization! His name seems to be Ronnie. His contract is with an ancient god of flesh and blood, and his methods are extremely violent and terrifying!"
"He suddenly disappeared over a decade ago. Was he killed by a puppeteer and turned into a puppet?"
"This lineage has such a strong foundation."
"Haha, that's nothing. Our sect leader is the Eight-Step King, not just any Eight-Step King. To kill a mere Ronnie, he probably didn't even do it himself."
“…”
The puppeteers on the island had all looked ashen before, but now they became excited again.
Ronnie is a master who has reached the fourth step. Even if his strength has dropped significantly after being made into a puppet, he is definitely equivalent to a king of the second or third step.
The other side has many half-kings.
But the king is the king, and under the throne are all ants!
The appearance of this king-level puppet means that their side is now invincible.
The only question is whether this dragon and this man can be kept.
“Damn it!”
Jiang Chen's expression also changed, and he immediately ordered the four half-kings to speed up and rush towards the three puppeteer half-kings.
"You want to stop it now? It's too late!"
The old man sneered, waved the thin thread, and cut off one of his hands. Blood spurted out and was splashed into the pool.
The two middle-aged men did the same thing.
Originally, there was no need to do this to mobilize this puppet, but now that the situation was urgent, they chose to pay a certain price and shed their own blood to speed up the awakening.
Blood rushed into the pool, and the icy water suddenly boiled.
The silk threads trembled.
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