Chapter 1013 Hell Chat Group

blacklist.

In the current situation, the infamous hell bounty is on the head.

Initiated by followers of the Piper, the Fools of the Abyss throughout all depths of Hell, they united to record the Little Black Account.

Its function is equivalent to the Astronomical Society's wanted list, so it is often used as a standard for comparison by various strange characters.

The people recorded on the list are usually those who have offended various forces in hell and were offered large rewards, such as Chu Hai, Chu Hai, and Chu Hai...

After all, there is only one natural enemy who likes to crawl into hell when he has nothing to do, and he is also the most annoying of all natural enemies.

Of course, as the bounty list has become authoritative in hell, its role is definitely not just to change the ranking in real time and make a record.

It is also an authoritarian relic in its own right.

Through the connections between countless blacklists, a network of power spread throughout hell is formed.

"It should be the bounty initiated by the Fool of the Abyss through his own blacklist."

Gregory said clearly: "That list has the authority of the piper. As long as you are in hell, the list will respond. You should have been jointly issued by the six abyss jesters. The [insight command], hatred The pointer will lock your position and you won’t be able to hide it for three days.”

"What should we do?"

Huai Shi sighed, looked at the growing black clouds in the sky, took out the Lord of the Flies and pulled the gun bolt: "After thinking about it, I can only fight with them..."

"Wait, shit, slow down, slow down."

Gregory rushed forward and pressed the muzzle of the gun: "What are you in a hurry? Aren't you the great commander? Give me the afterimage first, the best one, hurry up."

Huai Shi was puzzled, but still did as he was told.

Soon, a silhouette like him appeared in the shadow, standing in front of Gregory in a lifelike manner.

"Sophora poems."

The old alchemist suddenly asked.

"Um?"

Huaishi and Afterimage asked confusedly, and the two voices spread: "What are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp sound was heard.

Gregory cracked his fingers, and Huaishi felt a lightness on his body, while the afterimage suddenly sank - the originally sluggish appearance suddenly became more agile, as if another Huaishi was as energetic as he was.

Part of Huai Shi's essence was moved to his own afterimage out of thin air.

It's like being given life.

"Oh, this feels good." Afterimage Huaishi moved his neck and looked around. Symptoms of coagulation and distortion quickly appeared on his body: "It's really good, living in hell is really..."

Snapped!

The old alchemist snapped his fingers, and Huai Shi's afterimage instantly disappeared and turned into a palm-sized dog-headed statue falling from the air.

Gregory studied it for a moment and looked at Huai Shi with a look that said, "I knew you were not human."

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen something so weird after deformation..."

Although he complained in his mouth, he kept moving with his hands. He pushed the door open and smoothly and quickly drew an extremely evil-looking sacrificial ritual in the open space, and then placed the statue up.

A clap.

After a flash of white light, the statue disappeared without a trace. The dark clouds in the sky also disappeared in an instant.

But there was a hallucinatory sound of chewing in Huaishi's ears.

Creepy!

"What's going on?" Huai Shi asked.

"It's nothing. I simply made a sacrifice and threw your substitute to the Elysium." Gregory clapped his hands calmly: "When they open the door and find that they have reached their stomachs, they should be temporarily freed."

Huai Shi was stunned.

For a moment, I didn't know whether I should be furious or grateful - this way of diverting trouble to the east is too strange!

Also, did you just feed my essence and afterimage to the rancher?

Why is he so wicked?

But in a hurry, there is really no better way, so this is the only way.

Everyone was satisfied except for Beelzebub who still scolded people for not getting a chance to appear.

"So, we are out of trouble?" Huai Shi asked.

"It depends on how much the other party hates you."

Gregory replied: "Although the insight command has a ten-day buffer, he can ask another six people to give you the next one three days later.

You'd better be prepared, as substitutes won't be so smart if they're prepared, and next time they can land from the air..."

He paused and glanced at Huai Shi, who was even more damn hellish than the hell creatures in front of him, and swallowed the word 'curse' back in his stomach.

Unless some rulers who are proficient in this issue personally cast a curse, most of the curses will turn into tonics when they come into this guy's mouth.

But even so, offending the Fool of the Abyss is still very frustrating.

"Those bastards are very difficult to deal with. Provoking one is equivalent to provoking a group of them, especially since they not only like to fight on their own, but also like to shake..."

He paused again, but did not say the word '人'.

Nothing to say.

Only the look towards Huaishi was particularly strange: What kind of strange thing is this? Why is it that the more I talk, the more I feel like the person in front of me is the same as the person opposite?

"Ah? What's wrong?"

Someone who was unaware of how annoying he was was smacking the melon seeds he got from the old alchemist and said with great interest, "How come you are half-speaking? Keep going."

Not only did he knock it on himself, he also knocked it on and fed it to the little white mouse that came out of his pocket.

Half a catty was almost gone in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention the Fool of the Abyss, even Gregory wanted to kill him - he only carried a total of three kilograms of melon seeds, and it was not enough to save a few. As a result, Huai Shi took the lead, and half of them were prostituted for free in an instant. . I was so angry.

Mainly, this guy didn't understand the seriousness of the matter at all.

Existences like the Jester of the Abyss are never meant to be fought alone.

As believers in the element of destruction, the Pied Piper, these people have different origins and cover almost every corner of the current world, the border and hell.

Whether it's the Lord of the Swarm, aberrations, humans, or even other beasts. Anyone who pursues the wisdom of the abyss can receive the blessing of the flute player and gain the qualification to enter the eternal dream.

In current literature, this is a member of the legendary ‘Hell Chat Group’.

Among them, there are many strong rulers, and there are also fragile beings who cannot bear the wind and rain and can only survive in a thermostatic bottle. But in the final analysis, these guys have never been known for their strength, but for their attachment to the stronger ones.

More often than not, in all kinds of hells and complex environments, this group of people appear as helpers. Provide various solutions to various rulers and large forces, and even participate in them personally, pay allegiance to the great existence, and contribute to it.

This is a group of roles that can perfectly serve as HR, product managers, operations, finance and other important positions in the hell monopoly group.

Things are rare and valuable.

In hell, there are nine and a half out of ten people who can fight, but there are too few who have brains...

It is precisely because of their outstanding abilities that they can provide irreplaceable help to the rulers, so they can hold crucial middle-level and even high-level positions in various forces.

Once a contract is signed, it will be 100% implemented. It’s easy to use and not expensive. Who wouldn’t love it?

What's even more terrible is that this group of friends is extremely united, and there is rarely any internal fighting or attrition. Except for a small number of times when they are hostile because of their own forces, more often than not, they unite for mutual benefit.

This is a web of power that extends throughout the abyss. If you offend one of them, you offend them all.

All creatures on the blacklist will face the hostility of all the jesters of the abyss, along with the forces behind them...

After a long time, even the rulers began to issue bounties through lists.

Of course, if you are as strong as Chu Hai, you don't have to care. Occasionally when you are unhappy, you can even ask the two Abyss Jesters to kowtow to you for fun. They had no choice but to hide under the covers, bite handkerchiefs and stab people.

But when Huaishi looked at her dog-hearted and dog-faced appearance, she felt that she was not worthy of that treatment...

"Didn't I just go to Helios? Why!" Huai Shi said angrily: "Even the invitation letter was sent to me by them. How can I be blacklisted even if I go for further studies?"

"Haha." Raymond looked sideways and sneered, too lazy to speak.

"blacklist?"

After Chief Engineer Foster finished eating the melon seeds, he slapped his head: "Last month I bought a copy from the Collection of All Sins——"

As he said that, he took out a scroll from his pocket and unfolded it expectantly: "Wait for me to see... Damn it? Why are you ranked so high?"

The chief engineer was shocked and speechless.

In the vast list, it only took a moment to search for Huai Shi, not because of the amazing efficiency of this thing, but because...

[——Hell Bounty·Ninety-one! 】

In just a few hours, he was among the top 100 in the whole country!

And there is potential to go even further...

In front of him is the Grand Knight of the Knights Templar of the Russian Federation, who burns, kills, and robs seven or eight times in hell every day. Behind him is the traitor crown bearer who has taken the Stormhorn from the Thunder Pirates... …

Many fifth-level people are ranked outside the first or second hundred. Among the top 100, Huai Shi is the only third-level one, and he is the only one with a bounty of at least eighty hells on his body!

Even if the individual amount is not a lot, the sum added up is frighteningly rich. It can be called a rising star in the crowdfunding world.

From the Elysian Land to the Desolate Country, from the Border to Hell... As long as you take Huai Shi's head, you can exchange it for at least twenty source crystals and various treasures in hells with more than twenty depths.

Even the owners of Purgatory Workshop alone contributed half of the share.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are also the Hell Music Association and the Kitchen Demon Competition Committee - both of them are joining in the fun and offering two rewards, asking for someone to be captured alive. If he is caught, he can be transported to them, and the price can be easily negotiated.

It is equivalent to providing a little protection that is better than nothing.

But Huaishi felt that they all just wanted to lock themselves up, add some condiments and curses, and wait for themselves to solidify and join their happy hell family.

All I can say is that the reason behind it is chilling...it's just that no one hopes for better things for themselves.

Why did the thief notice me as soon as I stepped out?

"How about we salute separately and go back to the Ivory Tower first!"

Huaishi looks up to the sky and sighs.

I don’t want to do it anymore!

Sorry, I got wet a little bit, Kawen, it’s really stuck... I think clearly about the ending every time, and I stretch my hips at the connecting part, I’m really sorry. Wow, eh, especially when I think that my friend started the book later than I did on a cloudy day, and now it’s already five million words long, I feel so ashamed...