Chapter 408 You Master and Apprentice Are Both Bad Guys

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Han Hongbo was right, the abyss demons were extraordinary in strength, but the most troublesome thing was their natural proficiency in the laws of the Kong family. This allows them to come and go with ease on the battlefield and appear elusive.

In history, the earth has had two wars with the abyss demons, and there are also many records about the abyss demons in some top secret materials. But what is mentioned most often is the unpredictable spatial ability of the Abyss Demon.

Even if one is one level higher in strength and can crush the Abyss Demon in terms of combat effectiveness, he will often be accidentally escaped by the Abyss Demon.

The abyss demon's space law ability is all on a pair of wings. This also shows how precious Wang Yan’s pair of lord-level demon wings is? Coupled with Wang Yan's wealth, he did not hesitate to spend 50,000 merit points to refine it into a wing-like magic weapon.

This allowed Wang Yan to directly obtain a treasure that was outstanding among magic weapon-level equipment. Even in the entire treasure house of the National African Affairs Bureau, there are definitely no more than ten treasures as precious and powerful as this pair of wings.

After Wang Yan put on these wings, not only did he feel a sense of blood connection, but his perception of the surrounding space was also enhanced in an instant. In his perception, space is no longer a vague concept, but gradually becomes concrete and vivid.

With his heart moving, Wang Yan raised his leg and stepped forward. On the pair of demon wings with exaggerated wingspan and arrogant shape on the back, a mysterious pattern containing the laws of heaven flashed a light.

Wang Yan only felt that the space beside him was slightly distorted.

The next moment, he quietly appeared on the other side of the room, taking a step more than ten meters away with great ease.

"It's really a good baby." Wang Yan was ecstatic. With these devil wings, he was even more powerful. Whether running away or chasing the enemy, the chance of success is greatly increased.

Wang Yan was like a child with a new toy, walking back and forth in the huge lounge. And the more you use it, the more refined it becomes, and the more you use it, the easier it becomes. People shuttle through space as smoothly and naturally as fish swimming in water.

Finally, after traveling back and forth dozens of times, the luster of the dao patterns on the devil's wings became dim, and there was no longer any way to use the laws of space to travel. But it doesn't matter, the space patterns on the wings are constantly absorbing the free energy in the air, and they will slowly recover.

For superpowers, it is important to have strong combat power. But survivability should not be underestimated. It is no exaggeration to say that with these devil wings, Wang Yan's survivability has more than doubled.

"Wang Yan, congratulations on your baby." Gao Mingyue on the side was also very envious.

The value of Wang Yan's Devil's Wings is no less valuable than her Moon-Inviting Sword. If you put it in the National African Affairs Bureau's treasure house to exchange for this piece of equipment, you will get at least 100,000 merit points.

Moreover, even if you have 100,000 merit points, you may not be able to redeem this kind of treasure. Not everything in the treasure house of the National African Affairs Bureau fell from the sky.

As soon as Wang Yan finished testing the Devil's Wings, an attendant came to inform him that the trial venue was ready, and His Majesty the Pope invited everyone from the International Affairs Bureau to go to the trial site.

The venue for the Trial of Light is behind the temple.

The large square is paved with countless white stones as smooth as jade.

Several mysterious large-scale formation structures were located in the center of the square, and beams of energy were injected into a large altar that was several stories high.

The large altar has a very complex and mysterious structure, and the bright stone walls are embossed with countless complex and difficult-to-understand runes. As beams of light poured into it, the runes on the bright stone wall lit up one by one.

There are seats placed near the large altar.

Wang Yan and other non-official guests were placed near the Pope of Light. After everyone sat down, Wang Yan looked at the altar of light and asked curiously: "Uncle Pao, is this altar full of huge power also a teleportation array? The so-called light trial will not teleport us all to Going to an alien planet?"

Since Cao Dapao took his seat, his eyes began to look around, as if he was looking for someone. He responded somewhat casually: "That is not a teleportation array, but a large-scale illusion array that simulates reality. With your understanding, you can definitely understand it. You can think of it as a game that is more advanced than modern virtual reality games." "

"Game?" Wang Yan said in a voice message, dumbfounded, "Uncle Pao, are you kidding me? The so-called trial of light, is it just playing a game to pass the level? Isn't this too serious?"

"Isn't it serious?" Cao Dapao chuckled and said through the message, "You will know if it is serious or not when you enter. Just think about the games played by young people, how fast is it developing? At the current rate of development, in hundreds of years Will extremely realistic games be developed in thousands of years?”

Wang Yan stared at the large game console in astonishment. No, it was a large altar of light. Is it possible that this holographic game is really extremely real? It's impossible. How can the scientific and technological power of the Holy See of Light be so powerful?

Could it be...alien technology! ?

By the way, this possibility is extremely high. The Endless Abyss could be an alien civilization, and maybe the God of Light and the Angels are also alien civilizations. If the gap between civilizations reaches a certain level, it is indeed possible for the ignorant party to regard them as gods.

At the thought of this, Wang Yan became faintly excited. The voice transmission asked: "Uncle Pao, have you seen the God of Light? Have you seen an angel?"

Cao Dapao turned around and glared at Wang Yan, why did this brat turn into a curious baby? He glanced around and replied angrily: "I have never seen the God of Light. But I heard the Pope said that there is a God of Light, but he seems to be injured and is sleeping. As for the angel, Haha...of course there are."

When he mentioned angels, Cao Dapao looked at the Pope of Light with a faint look. This guy is really a loser. He summoned three angels to fight with him for a mere half a barrel of wine.

But even if the Pope of Light occupies the right time, place and people, Cao Dapao will not suffer any loss, even though there are bruises on his eyes. But look at the golden mask on the face of the Pope of Light, and you can tell who has a strong fist.

Wang Yan was dumbfounded when he heard this. There is actually a god of light in this world, and he is still injured? Uh... It seems that this world is bigger and more exaggerated than I imagined.

Just as he was talking, Lei Hong walked over expressionlessly.

"Brother Hong." Wang Yan greeted him with a smile, "Long time no see. Congratulations on your promotion to Grade A."

Lei Hong's handsome and cool face had a rare stiff smile, and he nodded to Wang Yan.

What the hell!

Wang Yan's heart skipped a beat. Even without drinking, Lei Hong actually smiled at him. Is this a dream or hallucination? It's really a flattering feeling.

As a result, even Gao Mingyue frequently cast strange looks at Wang Yan and Lei Hong. Lei Hong's deadly face is famous throughout the National African Affairs Bureau. Now he smiles at Wang Yan, the two of them will not be...

"Uncle Wang, this handsome guy is so handsome." Sun Miaomiao on the side held Wang Yan's arm affectionately and said, "And he is not as handsome as you. Can you introduce him to Miaomiao?"

Uh... He is indeed quite handsome. After he drinks, you will find that he is even more handsome.

Wang Yan smiled and asked him to come over and sit down, and then introduced Sun Youmiao to him.

At this moment, a majestic power of light came from the distance, and that power pressed towards Cao Dabao like a mountain. An extremely suppressed roar sounded beside everyone in the National Africa Bureau: "Yan Zun, do you still remember me?"

While he was talking, an old man wearing linen and bare feet fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone. His beard and hair are all white, but his energy and energy are very healthy, his face is red, and his energy and blood are extremely strong.

Cao Dapao just raised his hand, and the heavy aura was broken by him. He held up his sunglasses frame and said doubtfully: "It seems familiar. Judging from your clothes, you should be an ascetic monk. With your strength, you should be a monk." The monk should be a contemporary Saint Bernard.”

"Does it look familiar?" the ascetic monk said with an angry smile, "Okay, okay. I didn't expect that the enemy I worry about day and night can't even remember my appearance. Yes, I am the Saint Bernard of this generation. But More than sixty years ago, I had another name, Brown Walter."

"It sounds familiar." Cao Dapao tried hard to recall, "But I really can't remember it. It's been too long. Sorry, we Chinese people don't remember Western names very well."

The St. Bernard ascetic almost spit out his old blood to death. This guy hurt him so deeply that he couldn't even remember his name in the end. An extremely humiliated emotion filled his chest, and he said angrily: "Okay, okay. It doesn't matter if you can't remember. This time, I will let you completely remember my name~~ That year, you added I will pay back all the shame I have suffered from you today."

Wang Yan touched his nose on the side, really dumbfounded. Uncle Pao, what happened to people back then? It's been more than sixty years, do you still remember them so deeply? This Saint Bernard should be Nini’s master, right?

"Boy, why are you laughing?" After St. Bernard burned Cao Dabao, a burst of fire burned on Wang Yan's head, his old face put on a vicious look, "Don't think that I don't know you, brat , my precious disciple has only been down the mountain for two days, and you dare to lead her astray by using rogue methods."

Wang Yan put down the hand that was touching his nose, smiled dryly at the old man and said, "Senior Saint Bernard, I'm afraid you have misunderstood, I..."

"Misunderstanding? I have misunderstood you." St. Bernard roared angrily, "My disciple Nini is such a kind, gentle, and lovely girl, but you took her to drink just two days after she came down the mountain. You guys Both the master and the disciple are not good people, they are both shameless and nasty scoundrels. Cao Jinglue, what's your expression? Huh, Dai'er's revenge, today I want both of you, the master and the disciple, to pay back their capital and profits."

Wang Yan was stunned, Dai'er, who is Dai'er? Also, what kind of hatred is this? Are you going to take your apprentice with you to pay it back?

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