Chapter 3211 Come to the Door (I Plan to Play FF14)

In the RPG game, when the NPC sees the protagonist, it will come to him.

"Ah, brave man, this world is being ravaged by the devil, and we are suffering from the pain and torment of the devil. Its minions are raging in the village. Please save us and drive away these terrible monsters."

After listening to the NPC's request, the protagonist thought about it.

"Wait a minute."

After dropping these words, the protagonist turned and left, and after a while he dragged a dead body to the NPC.

"I killed the Demon King, the task is considered complete."

“……………………”

At that time, what was the mood of the NPC looking at the corpse of the demon king at the protagonist's feet?

This is the current mood of Domineering Liuli.

"This... is really the Great Magister Tyrion...?"

Looking at the icy corpse lying in front of her, completely breathless, Domineering Liuli felt as if she was dreaming. Or, even in her dream, she did not expect such absurd development, the supreme ruler of the Black Sanctuary, just died like this?

Could this be a substitute or a fake?

Generally speaking, this is a very reasonable explanation, but the other party has brought over the corpse, so it is impossible not to confirm it.

"is this real?"

Domineering Liuli looked at Fangzheng again, who shrugged his shoulders.

"How many times have you asked me this? How do I know if this guy is real or fake? I haven't seen him before, this sissy ran up to me to pretend to be aggressive, and then I looked at him Kill him if he doesn't like it. Who knows what this thing is, that's what he said in his self-introduction, where can I check his account?"

“……………………”

Although Fangzheng's words were very irritating, Domineering Liuli had to admit that the other party's words were really reasonable. After all, although the Black Sanctuary was notorious as a cult organization, the real identity and appearance of the high-level officials had always been kept a secret. As for whether the person in front of him is really the ruler of the Black Sanctuary, Fangzheng doesn't know, and Domineering Liuli is not sure either.

"By the way, I heard that you also captured a girl......?"

"This guy's magic book, Codex Nacket."

Fangzheng put down the teacup in his hand.

"I'm interrogating her. I hope I can find out the lair of the Black Sanctuary from her mouth. Wouldn't it be great to burn it all down?"

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Yuki."

Although I don't know if what Fangzheng said is true or not, but Domineering Liuli can only nod in agreement.

"Oh, put it on me."

Hearing Domineering Liuli's answer, Fangzheng waved his hands and stood up.

"This corpse is left to you, chop it up, chop it up, or burn it as you like."

After saying this, Fangzheng turned around and opened the door of the living room and walked out. The deep dark shadow outside the door seemed to engulf his figure completely in the mouth of a giant beast, and then the door was closed heavily with a piercing echo.

When Fangzheng opened his eyes again, the luxurious and comfortable corridor in front of him had turned into a tunnel that seemed to be stained with dark sludge. Strips of smooth, sticky tentacles passed through the corner of the wall, and pushed open the front door like a guard welcoming guests. Fangzheng walked in, and saw a petite person in the turbid space in front of him like the body of a giant beast. The girl is being bound to the middle piece of flesh.

She was the girl who suddenly appeared before and tried to sneak attack Fangzheng, and she was also the magic book owned by the great magister Tyrion—the copy of Nacket.

Speaking of which, I didn't expect that magic books could be anthropomorphic.

First the Necronomicon, then the Nacket Codex, then what else? Codex R'lyeh? The Book of Kiander? The Book of Eibon? Corpse cannibal ritual?

Forget it, these are not important, we will talk about it later.

Fangzheng shook his head, put aside the whimsical thoughts in his head, and looked curiously at the girl in front of him again.

"Okay, miss, you should probably give up."

"........."

Hearing Fangzheng's voice, the girl who was as petite as Al raised her head and stared at him coldly. Her appearance is very similar to Al, except that the colors of the two are completely opposite, Al is wearing a white dress, and she is wearing a black gothic dress.

But these are meaningless, the girl at this moment has been erected in the space, swallowed by the pillar like a rotten black meat, her limbs and body are slowly and firmly swallowed inside the pillar. It was as if the stomach of a gigantic beast was gradually digesting the prey it had swallowed.

In fact, if you make a cross-sectional view, you can see that the clothes on the girl's body have been completely dissolved at this moment, and the surface of the flesh that is tightly attached to her body is shaking with countless small, fluffy tentacles. Shaking, sliding back and forth on the surface of the girl's skin...

"Where is the lair of the Black Sanctuary? If I tell you, I can still send the rest of you on the road to be companions with your master. Aren't you lonely on the road to Huangquan?"

"MASTER...MASTER will not be killed so easily!"

"But he has been killed, and even his soul has been swallowed."

"That's just..."

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the girl subconsciously wanted to refute, then she was startled and shut her mouth hastily.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at her with a meaningful smile.

"Oh... It seems that there is an inside story? It doesn't matter, we have plenty of time... I will learn the truth from you..."

"...You can't change all of this."

Finally, the Nacket manuscript spoke again, but this time, her voice was filled with resentment and hatred.

"This is an eternal and endless reincarnation, no one can escape... no matter who you are, it is impossible..."

"That depends."

Fang Zheng didn't even finish listening to the girl's words, so he just waved his hands and left the room.

Behind him, thick and huge tentacles wrapped around the thick door and closed it heavily.

At the same time, in a certain dark and mysterious space, there are also discussions about this.

"Is this true? The great magister Tyrion was killed?"

A sharp, clown-like voice sounded, with a pretentious tone like a third-rate stage actor, expressing his shock and grief.

"It seems to be the case. Even the magic guide book has disappeared. This is the first time."

Standing in the middle with his back to the shadows was a burly black man with blond hair in a suit and standing straight. Open your mouth and say.

"So, what should we do? Without the great magister Tyrion, will our plan continue?"

"certainly."

The black man nodded.

"Even if the great magister is lost, it doesn't mean that our plan for the Black Sanctuary will be suspended. Gentlemen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If this opportunity is missed, who knows when the next time will be... ...for the great C, we must complete our mission."

"So, how do we accomplish our mission?"

"Of course I have my way."

Facing the accusations from his colleagues, the black man showed a smug smile. Although it is true that Great Magister Tyrion is the ruler among them, he is not the only one who has the final say on the Black Sanctuary. Under Tyrion, there are several magicians who can also control ghosts and gods to fight. For them, Tyrion's death is a blow, but it also means that one of them will become the new great magister , to rule the Black Sanctuary.

"However, before that, we have to react... The other party killed the great magister Tyrion and completely ignored the Black Sanctuary. Can you tolerate such a thing?!"

"But, even Tyrion was killed, what can we do? Do you want us to die?"

A slightly younger voice spoke with dissatisfaction, while the black man laughed and shook his head.

"Of course not. In fact, I think Tyrion was probably attacked by the other party. After all, he didn't even fight with the Ghost God. Then, it is reasonable to consider that he was killed by a surprise attack. Think about it."

“……………………”

Facing the black man's words, the surrounding shadows fell into silence. However, the surging evil power represented that this place was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

"So, what do you think?"

Soon, another cold voice sounded.

"It's very simple."

The black man smiled.

"They killed Tyrion. This is a declaration of war on the Black Sanctuary. We must not ignore it. I have received information that the body of the great magister Tyrion is currently in the domineering chaebol. Since they provoked the Black Sanctuary Sanctuary, then we have to let them see our strength and let them understand that we are an existence they cannot resist!"

"……………so?"

"We can launch an attack on the overbearing chaebol and take over the city at the same time. If the guy who killed Tyrion appears, then we can kill him—and the person who successfully kills that guy is the new Black Saint The ruler of the domain, the new great magister..."

Having said this, the black man bowed slightly to the surroundings.

"So, what do you guys think?"

A slight noise sounded, and the voice of the discussion echoed in the dark and empty space, but soon, the young voice from before resurfaced.

"Wait a minute, we don't even know who the person who killed Tyrion is? Even if you say that, how are we going to identify the target?"

"It's very simple, everyone, as long as you catch the head of the Tyrion Chaebol, that little girl. Since Master Tyrion's body is in the Tyrion Chaebol, then I think that little girl must know who is the real killer of Tyrion .”

“……………………”

This time, the discussion became much quieter, but it never stopped. The black man looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, and reached out to stroke his beard.

Obviously, he has seen the end.