Chapter 525 Royal Palace
The two didn't look for them at first, firstly because Wang Zhenqiu was quite capable of stirring up trouble, and secondly because Old Meng ignored him...

"There is one more thing. The situation is still under control, and we need to achieve some results. I discussed it with a few other people and compiled a list."

In front of Zhao Fangxu's desk, there is a laptop. Unlike the nine-square grids of other people, his computer screen is Murong Ji. Speaking of this, Zhao Fangxu carefully observed the expression on Murong Ji's new face.

After seeing no changes, he said, "I'll have Er Zhuang send it to you later. You don't have to get this list. If you have the chance, you can take action."

"But first of all, we have to ensure your safety. Brother Murong, you are also aware of the company's situation. If there are results, that's great, but if not, it doesn't matter."

"The meaning of this list is to choose who to prioritize when you are in a dilemma."

Murong Ji nodded expressionlessly without saying anything more. He understood that such a big commotion was because someone was dissatisfied with the company...

Otherwise, given Zhao Fangxu's personality, he wouldn't add tasks at short notice.

After hanging up the video call, Murong Ji sneered. If we talk about technological strength, Behemoth is indeed better. What about the foundation? China, Europe, etc., all have a deeper foundation than it.

What is foundation?

The foundation is that the company can provide a steady stream of talented people, and can even sustain a long-lasting and consumable fight.

The aliens created by Behemoth with the help of technology have great disadvantages, such as mental problems. Everyone has psychological problems to a greater or lesser extent.

Just like those people who entered the Twenty-Four Section Valley at first.

Ordinary people find it difficult to remain calm and maintain their own nature whether they are poor or rich, let alone suddenly gaining such powerful power.

If it is not yours, you will never be able to completely conquer that power. As you become stronger, your desires and flaws will also be magnified, like a sudden wildfire that cannot be suppressed.

Just like Behemoth now, consumed by desire, a little bit floating...

"Hehe, the three hundred year mark is like a natural chasm, and it applies to any civilization." Murong Ji murmured to himself. Why did he say that? Because the shelf life of human hearts is only one hundred and fifty years, and the rest of the time.

Management is constantly losing its humanity. Powers are constantly losing people's hearts. Once a certain threshold is reached, the war will spread all over the prairie...

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji took out the information of Nathan Nine Guards again, found the information of Wangyue Wu, and looked at it carefully.

Behemoth really threw away the most valuable thing.

The existence of Mochizuki Satoru is a stable and potentially infinite path of evolution. The role of swordsmanship is to temper the body and the mind.

Not long after, Gao Erzhuang sent over a document.

Murong Ji opened it and saw that this was the mission acquisition level, the first level target, King Nathan and the sacred tree. Hanged upside down and Sean.

Secondary targets: evil disease, Marcelo Garcia Wittig, Bestia...

From here on, there are up to the fourth level, with dozens of people.

"Oh! If that's true, those people are ready to make a move again!" Murong Ji was not surprised. How could they organize such a "grand" event just to undermine Bethmoses' prestige?

He was even ready to offer something in exchange for benefits.

After a simple tidying up, Murong Ji was about to walk towards the central palace. When he looked up, he saw a shallow footprint on the huge rock in front of him.

He can guarantee that when he came here yesterday, there was nothing here. Murong Ji thought carefully, [It seems that someone passed by last night! ]

He was not sleeping soundly, so he should have not noticed when the man passed over him!

Following the traces, Murong Ji chased in that direction.

A few hours later, Murong Ji discovered the group of people. He roughly counted seven or eight of them, hiding in the bushes. He looked towards the people who were resting on the tree in front, and they all had European faces.

The leader had a crew cut and was quite old. He looked like a magician.

Murong Ji glanced in the direction he was heading, which was the direction of the royal palace. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was like a pillow was given to him just because he was sleepy.

After finding a position, Murong Ji leaned back, squinted his eyes, and waited for the night to fall.

night.

Hearing the noise, Murong Ji instantly woke up and quietly followed them. Not long after, they arrived at the outskirts of the royal city. [They were indeed going to the royal city! ]

As soon as I entered the royal city, I met two Nathans, Guna and Anthony.

Murong Ji, hiding in the darkness, watched Nathanwei and the group of magicians fighting back and forth, but his eyes fell on Anthony.

This person's thunder is triggered in a different way, but the effect is not that strong.

Murong Ji looked through the two people's information carefully.
Antony, whose power comes from Jupiter, the main god in Roman mythology, is known as a descendant of the gods.

Gunnar, the Rune Knight, is derived from the Valkyrie, a female warrior who wields the Rune in Norse mythology.

Two different ways of practicing. Murong Ji curled his lips slightly and was about to take action, but the older magician with a crew cut headed towards the palace in a way similar to escape magic.

The two Nathan guards were distracted and didn't notice anything. Murong Ji thought for a moment and followed them in. He went deep into the palace and acted on his own. The magician was restrained by the Nathan guards, and this was his chance.

Looking at the mist in front of him, Murong Ji frowned slightly. This thing was somewhat similar to the aerosolized spiritual energy in the Fantasy Moon Cave.

He stretched out his hand and caught a handful of thick fog. Upon careful examination, it seemed to be fog condensed from an ownerless spirit.

He had never seen it before, and was a little unsure for a moment.

After thinking about it, Murong Ji took out a bead, set up a formation, and began to gather the fog.

The fog gradually dissipated at a very fast speed, and the sacred tree hidden in the fog gradually appeared, as well as the three people standing under the sacred tree.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt like he was caught stealing something by the owner.

"Who are you? What are you doing in the palace?"

Murong Ji lowered his eyelids slightly and said, "I am here to help you, do you believe me?"

"Help me? Why?" King Nathan had a smile on his face. Although he was not very old, he seemed very mature.

Murong Ji was very clear about this state; it was the result of one's sexual cultivation reaching a certain level.

Thinking of the sexual power, he looked at the sacred tree behind King Nathan again. A golden sacred tree, what is this? Murong Ji has never seen it in his lifetime.

It seemed like something formed by the soul, but it was different. The materialization of this thing was too obvious. If it was really a tree, standing here, he could feel its will and thoughts.

It’s like facing another self!
However, his soul was complete and pure, while this sacred tree was chaotic and complicated.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji said, "Because of Behemoth, we have to strike at their prestige and fight for greater voice. Do you... understand?"

Murong Ji walked forward.

"stop!"

Elijah took out a pistol and pointed it at Murong Ji, his face full of solemnity.

Murong Ji thought Elijah recognized him, so he touched his face and made sure that there was nothing wrong before he looked up.

"Which country are you from?" King Nathan still had the same expression, neither happy nor sad, just like Lord Tao Shang!
"It doesn't matter which country you are from. What matters is that you need help! Your subordinates know very well how powerful the Behemoth outside is!"

After he finished speaking, Murong Ji continued walking towards the sacred tree in front of him.

"Stop!" Elijah shouted again. Murong Ji always gave him a feeling of extreme danger. Out of the gunman's intuition, he just needed to let him get within a certain distance.

Both he and the king are in danger.

This time, Murong Ji did not stop. He looked into King Nathan's eyes and strode forward.

"I want you to stop!"

"bump!"

A gunshot was heard, but Murong Ji's speed did not stop or even slow down.

Elijah did not fire a second shot, but stared blankly at Murong Ji who was approaching. Suddenly, a dark blue light shield appeared in front of Murong Ji.

The bullets hit it like raindrops falling into a lake, causing ripples, but nothing happened.

When he came to his senses, he was not calm! Elijah fired more than ten shots in a row, like a madman, until Murong Ji came close and passed by him, and then he came to his senses.

【king! 】

His heart sank and he turned around hastily. Murong Ji was already standing in front of King Nathan, and the fluctuations of the light shield around him had not yet subsided.

Upon closer inspection, Elijah discovered that the object he was holding was actually a magical weapon! "You are Chinese!"

Just as he was about to raise his gun and hit Murong Ji a few more times, he didn't quite believe that in this day and age, there were still people who could withstand guns.

King Nathan raised his hand to stop him. "How do you want to cooperate?"

Murong Ji did not answer, but asked: "It is said that you can sense everything on the island?"

King Nathan was a little surprised. This was not a secret, so he nodded and said, "I knew it when you followed those people outside in."

"Is that so... Magical ability, this tree can actually do this." Murong Ji walked to the sacred tree and placed his hand on it. The next moment, countless chaotic and confusing thoughts continued to surge towards Murong Ji.

Just like humans, countless thoughts always come to mind every minute and every second...

Suddenly, a figure came from a distance. It was the magician that Murong Ji followed into the palace. On his face, he wore a red demon mask.

When he got closer, the man took a quick glance and was a little surprised to see Murong Ji. But he didn't pay much attention to it. While reaching out to take off the mask, he said, "Is the one in the middle the king?"

(End of this chapter)