About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Hearing Liu Ji's words, the old man immediately raised his eyebrows and had a bad premonition in his heart.

However, before he could react, something spread out in an instant.

In an instant, the flow of time seemed to slow down, and a fine fluid mixed with blood and brain matter splashed out from the back of everyone's head.

Then, they slowly knelt down, with a look of disbelief on their faces, and fell to the ground almost at the same time.

At what time, the entire underground space was quiet, and scarlet blood flowed freely on the ground.

The old man looked at Liu Ji, dumbfounded, and even dared not move. Where was the previous majesty.

Liu Ji slowly walked in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, and then whispered: "Then let's talk about some issues about how to alleviate your pain..."

The old man trembled and looked up at the person in front of him.

At that moment, he seemed to see a demon king standing proudly in front of him.

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"Huh, this is the last pile, right?" "Miss" looked at the huge pile of vines in front of him and let out a long sigh, "Damn it, this is a desert, there are not many water elements, how can this level of plant magic be used..."

"Who knows?" Lim held up a new spell written by Yain, frowning, "What the hell, I can't understand it, are these really spells?"

"Do you know spells?" "Miss" glanced at Lim, "From what you said before, I thought you had basically never learned any spells."

"Well, how should I put it? Although I haven't learned it directly, it's not difficult to foresee some things for thousands of years and to organize some information and learn something from it," Lim said, "It's just that it's hard to learn everything. After all, I can't control what I can learn."

"Yes," "Miss" also took a piece of paper and looked at it, frowning and said, "Well... I really can't understand it..."

"It's not normal that you can't understand it," Lim took the paper back, "Instead of giving it to you to study, I might as well go find that half-dragon girl."

After that, Lim turned and walked towards the guest room.

"Miss" looked at Lim's back, stunned for a while, and finally sighed.

"Damn..." He cursed.

Then, he turned around and called some puppets, telling them to move all the vines underground and throw them to the cattle and sheep as feed.

As for the other side.

Although Lim said he was going to find Kalidora, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Walking to the stove, he threw the stack of papers into the bottom of the stove, then lit the fire and watched the papers slowly burn in the stove.

"So, what are you doing?" "Mass" appeared beside him.

"As you can see, destroy some things that should be destroyed," Lim said, "There is someone who can escape my sight. I don't want that guy to have a chance to touch these things if he is still wandering around."

"You mean Turin?" "Mass" asked.

"Or there are others, but it is true that it is mainly him," Lim said.

"Is this thing so... valuable?" "Mass" asked.

"Far beyond your imagination," Lim said, "I can't even see the future that this thing points to, but its appearance is enough to subvert the spell system of all existing schools..."

"Yes," "Mass" touched his chin.

But from his expression, it can be seen that he still has no idea.

And Lim's next sentence exploded in his ears like thunder.

"This thing is the key to your freedom."

"What..." "Miss" looked at Lim in astonishment.

"You should know better than me that the Red Moon is not a finished product," Lim said, "but it is destined to be a semi-finished product because it cannot be controlled. Moreover, because it cannot be controlled, its power can only conform to its own will and manifest in the most clumsy and simple way.

In the future I see, the Red Moon will eventually present its complete posture, and this new spell is the key to completing all this."

227. Hello, Brave Protection Association

"Well, that's all?" Liu Ji asked coldly.

The old man sat in a pool of blood and nodded slowly.

"So, don't be so hard-mouthed, why suffer so much," Liu Ji said, and waved his hand, and a ball of sand shot out like a bullet.

A bloody blood hole appeared in front of the old man's forehead.

With a plop, he collapsed, staring, and died with his eyes open.

Liu Ji looked back at the entire underground tavern, walked to the table, picked up a bottle of red crystal on the table, shook it in his hand, and then crushed it with a fierce squeeze.

Red dust slowly fell, and the sandstorm raged in the entire tavern. The blood and bones were swallowed up by the sandstorm, and all tangible things were crushed to pieces.

Tens of seconds later, this tavern with lights and wine was left with only a floor of dust, like a dilapidated warehouse, and the former glory seemed to have never existed.

No one would know that Liu Ji had been here, and no one would care about the disappearance of this place.

After all, this is a shadow place that is not officially recognized.

Liu Ji is very sure that if the third king is also hiding here, he should also stay in a shadow somewhere, so investigating along the route in the dark is the best choice.

But because of this, he must not let the information about himself flow along the dark line.

Walking out of the tavern, it was almost evening.

But it didn't matter, this night was originally assigned to this time.

Following the intelligence in hand, Liu Ji went deeper into the city.

Passing through the prosperous streets, the quiet settlements, the underground fields full of fruits, and the underground pastures full of beasts, Liu Ji finally came to a solemn park.

It was not very lively here, but there were often people walking in groups of three or two at the entrance of the park.

Some of them carried bouquets and were thoughtful, while others were full of sadness and heavy steps.

This is a cemetery, a place to bury the dead, commemorate the dead, and remember the dead.

No one likes the cemetery, but here, many people live with memories of the past.

But it is in this place that an underground black industry is hidden.

Close your eyes slightly, the dust drifts with the wind, drifting to every corner of the cemetery.

The elemental vision unfolds, and in an instant, the entire area appears in front of Liu Ji.

Then, he took a step, walked into the cemetery, and walked straight to the deepest part.

In the deepest part of the cemetery, there is a small house, which is the rest room of the gravekeeper.

At least the house itself is like this.

The old gravekeeper sat in front of the rest room, sucking on his pipe. Seeing Liu Ji walking towards him, he frowned slightly and asked: "Boy, what are you doing? Can't you find the tomb you are looking for?"

"Well, I guess so," Liu Ji nodded calmly.

"Then tell me, maybe I can have an impression, but I can't guarantee it," said the gravekeeper.

"I want to find the tombs of those who died under the invasion of red crystals," Liu Ji said, "Can you tell me where they are?"

The gravekeeper raised his eyebrows, his face immediately sank, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, are you here to find trouble?"

"Hmm," Liu Ji raised his eyebrows, "You took the bait? Sure enough, you helped that group of people a lot."

The gravekeeper's face immediately turned black, and he reached into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something.

However, the next moment, a mixture of blood and brain matter suddenly spurted out from the back of his head, and he maintained the posture just now and fell straight down.

With a muffled sound, a cloud of dust was raised, and his right hand fell down weakly, and the bamboo whistle in his hand slowly rolled down.

Liu Ji walked past him and crushed the bamboo whistle with one foot, and the body of the gravekeeper also turned into nothingness under the dust.

Then, he opened the gravekeeper's house.

At first glance, this is an ordinary room, with a small stove, a water tank, a bed, a table and chairs, and some sundries.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the interior space of this house is smaller than it looks from the outside.

Liu Ji walked to the wall and pulled open the hanging rack blocking the wall.

On the other side, there is clearly a corridor leading to the underground.

As for why such a dangerous partition method was used instead of digging a cellar, it was probably because goods had to be transported back and forth frequently here.

Liu Ji walked down the stairs step by step, but he didn't make any footsteps.

Turning around the dark stairs and passing through the dilapidated wooden door, under the dim light, there were corpses of earth walkers on the ground.

Several men from different races were busy around the corpses, carefully cutting off the flesh of these corpses, knocking out the bone marrow of these corpses, pouring them into the constantly running furnace, and greedily inhaling the red mist emitted by the furnace.

Yes, they were refining red crystals.

And the raw material for refining red crystals is the corpses of earth walkers.

There are only corpses of earth walkers.

The blood of dark monsters remains in the bodies of earth walkers, and it is this blood that makes them afraid of the sun and can only live underground for life.

And red crystals are the crystallization of this blood.

Long-term use will not only make it easy for a certain spell to control the mind, but also make the person become like a ground walker, unable to face the real sunlight, and can only shrink underground for life. Over time, it may also cause deformation. Those who can resist will become ground walkers, and those who can't resist will either become monsters or die directly.

Liu Ji didn't know why this crystal would be addictive and paralyze people's minds. Perhaps it was related to its ability to control people's minds.

In addition to using specific spells, there are more convenient ways to control them.

Liu Ji disconnected the connection with the disaster plant and connected to the incarnation of the dark monster.

These people were immersed in this poison nest almost every day and every month, and the corrosive effect of the red crystal on them was far greater than that of ordinary people.

At this level, Liu Ji could completely control them with just a thought.

Seeing the group of drug addicts staggering in front of him, Liu Ji looked at them and asked, "Have all the recent goods been delivered?"

The group of drug addicts looked at Liu Ji, nodded with dull expressions, and answered in unison, "All have been delivered..."

"Is there anything that has not been delivered?" Liu Ji asked again.

The group of drug addicts looked at each other, and finally one of them said, "In the Mibali District, the goods for the Good Fortune Games have not been picked up, and the others have been delivered..."

"Where is the specific location?" Liu Ji asked.

The few people looked at each other, and finally one of them took out a small magic crystal and handed it to Liu Ji.

Liu Ji took the magic crystal and looked at it, and then injected magic power into it.

Soon, a huge road map appeared in his mind, marking all the connection points and customer locations of the entire drug trafficking network.

It is quite thoughtful to use this fragile magic crystal to save information. Not only is it easy to read, but if it is discovered, it can be destroyed directly in advance.

Moreover, if you really can't escape, you can still use it to turn in meritorious service and seek leniency.

Unfortunately, because of this, the information inside is not accurate, and the location of the forces inside may be a smoke bomb.

But, it doesn't matter.

As long as the approximate location can be found, it is enough for Liu Ji.

As for here...

"The dead should not be tools you use to create poison," Liu Ji said indifferently, "Oh, although I have no position to preach to you."

With that said, Liu Ji turned around and walked back to the ground along the stairs.

Behind him, a raging sandstorm rolled crazily in the basement. In a short time, the entire underground space was crushed into debris, and nothing was left.

"The Good Luck Festival is a good name, it's auspicious enough," Liu Ji smiled, "Unfortunately, the actual luck is not that good..."

Turning into a burst of sand, Liu Ji floated into the distance.

Following the guidance of the road map, he drove through the city at high speed, following the direction of the so-called "Good Luck Meeting".

Although if nothing else happens, that good luck gathering is probably gone now.

Because, as he continued to approach that direction, he could clearly smell the familiar and annoying smell diffusing in the air.

The smell of disaster.

Liu Ji sped up his speed.

Now, it should be too late...