Chapter 105 Wendy on the Throne
Bibi Dong retreated, which strengthened the two brothers’ suspicion that she must also know that Lord Fengshen is a god!
The three of them tacitly understood each other and rushed towards the Spirit Hall along the Star Forest.
Naturally, they encountered the barrier protecting the Water Dragon King's transformation along the way, and the three of them bypassed it.
“…………”
"Martial Soul Hall will not interfere in the affairs here, don't worry."
In the majestic palace, Wendy sat on the throne and gently shook her head at the King of Slaughter below.
This is what the King of Slaughter requested or begged for.
Begging Wendy to sit up and talk to him, she was kneeling below as if possessed by a shaking m.
The same is true for the messenger. Her expression has long been numb. She is kneeling with the King of Slaughter. Her eyes are empty. Who knows what she is thinking in her heart at this moment.
Keqing stood next to the throne and looked at Wendy.
"Master, just now you said that Wuhun Palace will no longer interfere in the Killing City?"
Wendy did not deny it and nodded lightly.
"Bibi Dong has left with Elder Ju and Elder Ghost."
He knows what is going on outside the Killing City.
Wind is everywhere.
And the most important thing is that the place where the three of them met is near the barrier of the Water Dragon King. Wendy left her consciousness there, and all the troubles around the barrier cannot escape his ears. .
The news of Bibi Dong’s retreat was naturally known to Wendy.
Ke Qing showed an expression of sudden realization.
“Is this how you heard it?”
"Master, Xiaolong hasn't woken up yet. Shouldn't we concentrate on the matter of the Killing City now?"
Looking at Ke Qing, Wendy was silent for a moment.
"Little Bat, are there any paper and pen here?"
He looked at the King of Slaughter kneeling below and spoke softly.
Wendy originally wanted to call him the King of Killing, but this guy objected so strongly that he almost got the name "Little Bat" tattooed on him.
There was no other way, so Wendy could only agree. After all, these were secondary matters, and business was more important.
Faced with Wendy’s inquiry, the Slaughter King was stunned for a moment.
Turning his head, he looked at the messenger.
“Paper and pen, where are they.”
Messenger:………
"Sir, letters are never written in the City of Slaughter. There is no such thing."
For a moment, the face of the King of Slaughter darkened.
"Go and find those newcomers who have recently arrived. Go and grab them...and lend some to Lord Fengshen."
"Forget it, no need."
The messenger stood up tremblingly. As soon as she stood up, Wendy's words made her kneel down again.
Wendy's mouth twitched, and she raised her hand to arrange two chairs condensed by the wind around them.
"There are a lot of things to do today, let's sit down and talk slowly."
The Slaughter King turned his head and glanced at the panicked messenger.
"Lord Fengshen, let me sit down, then we will sit down."
As he said that, he took a deep breath and sat down first, and the messenger quickly sat down next to him. On that little stool.
It was nothing, and the two of them even felt light and airy all over. This was just an ordinary stool condensed with elemental power, nothing more.
Wendy nodded with satisfaction and raised her hand to get one of the same style for Ke Qing.
Then, under the curious eyes of the three people, he raised his hand.
The wind element condensed instantly, and with a flash of cyan light, there was something in Wendy's hand.
It is a thin envelope, made entirely of wind elements, but the sealing is very good. The different shades of color make it impossible to see what is written on the outside. Wendy raised her hand and looked at the King of Killing with a smile.
"First thing, please send someone to help me deliver this thing to Feng Xiaotian of the Divine Wind Academy in the Tiandou Empire."
The King of Slaughter hurriedly stood up Take it with both hands.
Kamikaze Academy?
He looked at the messenger beside him.
Don't underestimate this messenger. Although she is one of his servants, she is the strongest among the entire messenger group.
In the Killing City, she is a servant, but outside, she is a real level 91 agility attack type titled Douluo.
"Sir, I happen to know this academy, and I am willing to serve you!"
Looking at the look in the eyes of the King of Slaughter, the messenger understood instantly and knelt down on one knee towards Wendy.
Seeing Wendy nod, the Slaughter King handed the envelope to the messenger.
The messenger walked out of the hall slowly, but the moment he stepped out of the door, his soul power was fully activated and he disappeared in an instant.
Wendy said nothing and nodded slightly.
"Now, it is really time to concentrate on the matters in the Killing City."
This letter was written to Feng Xiaotian, and also to the entire Kamikaze Academy.
He had no intention of letting go. He originally planned to take the Water Dragon King to reshape his body and go to Kamikaze, but he didn't expect that a murderous city would appear halfway.
There is no way, he probably won't be able to go to Kamikaze in a short time.
So he wrote this letter, which probably means that he will definitely go to Kamikaze in six months at the latest, and will also give them some corresponding "compensation" by then.
Finally, the kamikaze matter was dealt with, and Wendy looked at the King of Slaughter again.
There are only three of them in the hall now.
He, Keqing, is the king of killing.
Regarding the idea of re-formulating the implementation, he had just told the King of Slaughter, so naturally he did not dare to say anything more about Wendy's decision.
But it was not until that moment that the King of Slaughter realized that Wendy really did not need to return to the God Realm. He was a free god in Douluo Continent.
Wendy was thinking about reconstructing the Slaughter City when she suddenly noticed the Slaughter King.
He looked like he was hesitating to speak, which made people feel itchy in their hearts.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. I am sitting here just to discuss it with you."
With a chuckle, Wendy raised her hand to signal the King of Slaughter to speak.
The King of Slaughter was silent for two seconds.
"Sir, I can probably understand what you mean, Mr. Fengshen."
"But regarding the matter of restoring order to the Killing City, even a small intervention may not be able to stop everything. "
Wendy looked at the King of Slaughter and nodded slightly.
He was not wrong. There are many examples of duplicity and duplicity no matter where in the world.
But Wendy shook her head slightly.
“So I don’t just want to set a new order.”
Under the confused gaze of the King of Slaughter, Wendy slowly stood up.
Standing on the throne, he looked at the bloody sky above his head.
This is a space, an ownerless space.
It was just that God Shura was the first to discover it and took possession of it with his own power.
He raised his hand, and a flash of blue light flashed past, disappearing into the seemingly endless sky.
Using Bloody Mary as energy source, the world is now dirty and it’s time to be cleaned.
“What I really want to do is to reconstruct the killing city and reconstruct this space.”
(End of this chapter)