Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy Chapter 118

In the military camp fifteen kilometers away from Arkham, Major General Pigou was listening to his men's report.

"Major General, according to Lieutenant Colonel Norton's report, the control of Arkham is very smooth, and now he has completely taken over the Arkham City Government, as well as the business district, the East District, the River District, and the French High District."

Hearing that Major General Pigu raised his eyebrows with few hairs: "Oh? Norton can still do well this time."

"Sir, Lieutenant Colonel Norton is a top student who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy after all. The whole of Arkham does not have any fighting strength now. This should not be difficult for Lieutenant Colonel Norton." Aside, Pigu's lieutenant said with a smile.

Major General Pigu didn't answer, he turned his head and asked a middle-aged man in casual clothes beside him, "What are you going to do, Char."

An ordinary middle-aged man named Char said: "According to the information we have obtained, although there is no army in Arkham, it will never be taken over by the army so easily. Those cults and other organizations will not sit still."

Major General Pigu squinted his eyes: "It's natural, otherwise I wouldn't let Norton go to death."

The lieutenant on the side twitched when he heard this.

Major General Pigu has endured this waste for a long time, and he has been unable to do anything because of the above. Since this guy thought he was a fat poor man and wanted to follow him, he should be treated as cannon fodder.

Char said with a smile, "So you let us go again tomorrow. It's easier to clean up the forces of all parties by stepping on his body."

Major General Pigu nodded slightly: "Although you are all elites, there are still too few manpower. I will give you a special team for you to dispatch. This team is all genetic warriors, and each has a combat power of nineteenth level, a total of two Fifteen people."

"Thank you for your support." Char thanked him gratefully.

This team is already very strong. Just these twenty-five people can destroy the government of a small country almost overnight.

"After cleaning Arkham thoroughly, we can deal with Innsmouth with confidence."

Pigou turned and asked, "How's the situation over there?"

"The nutrient solution has been delivered, and the summoning ceremony is being held. It is expected to take three more days." Char reported.

Pigu nodded slightly: "Finally... we can master an ancient **** in the true sense, and really sit in front of the other two empires."

Ross looked at the bodies of the witches lying on the ground: "Send them to Arkham Sanatorium later. These women are born with supernatural abilities, and they can grow up to level 18 completely naturally."

Lilith's hair was wrapped around a witch who was still conscious.

This witch looked to be in her twenties, with light blond hair, and she looked pretty.

She has the ability to generate a strong electric current, and is the leader of this operation. She is already twenty-two.

"The Pope will never let you go." The witch gritted her teeth.

Lilith's jet-black hair wriggled slightly, and like countless steel wires, it directly pulled the woman's face red and she couldn't breathe.

"Little guy, pay attention to your tone." Lilith smiled dangerously.

Ross knew that Lilith had her own measure and did not stop her.

At this moment, he turned his head to look out the window and said, "It will be very lively tonight."

The attack on Loss was soon known to Norton. After a burst of incompetence and fury, he sent another 100 people to seal the water around Loss. At the same time, he directly invested more than half of his troops to clean up the entire Frankish mountainous area. Those who didn't know it thought that there had been a war there.

South of the central district, Kos tattoo parlor.

Coase stood on the second floor and looked south across the Miskatonic River. Those strange eyes crossed a straight-line distance of more than 4,000 meters, clearly seeing the battle over there.

"All the guys who disturb Arkham's quiet, **** it." Kos said, reached out and touched his stomach and asked in a low voice, "What do you think? Brother?"

Thump!

A powerful heartbeat sounded, as if responding to Coase's inquiry.

"Okay, then follow Mayor Arkham's plan."

136 Cowan Street, Sith Detective Agency.

Standing in the study, Kenneth Yass looked through the window at the soldiers patrolling outside the window and the sound of artillery fire not far away.

He looked down at his left hand. This left hand used to have only a pinky finger left because of the bomb, but now he has fully recovered.

Many people are curious about how he healed himself, but they don't know how much he paid for this healing.

"What do you think of Mayor Arkham?" Kenneth seemed to be talking to himself naturally.

But as his voice sounded, his left hand suddenly turned into a monster with horns, eyes and fangs.

This **** demon-like monster is only the size of two fists, and it becomes as high as Kenneth through the extension of his wrist.

"Naturally, I surrendered to him temporarily." The monster made a clear child-like voice.

Kenneth asked in a low voice, "You're also afraid of him?"

The demon sneered and spit out a black smoke: "You mortal has no idea of ​​that guy's horror."

Immediately, the demon asked, "Do you believe there is a **** in this world?"

Kenneth grinned and said, "There are demons like you, naturally there are gods."

The devil said faintly: "If there is a god, then it is him."

Kenneth's eyes gradually widened.

After that meeting, the demon parasitizing himself fell into a temporary silence ~www.mtlnovel.com~ saying that he wanted to avoid the tracking of Mayor Arkham.

He originally thought that the mayor of Arkham was like his natural enemy, so he planned to avoid the limelight for a while.

I didn't expect...he was so...unbelievable.

The devil said: "The advice I gave you, follow his dispatch for the time being. If the life-builders knew that you stole their key test, I would not feel good when they caught you."

"And as long as he's still in Arkham, those lunatics won't dare to be too presumptuous."

Kenneth: "Of course I understand that."

Crawford's restaurant not far from Kenneth's house.

Mark Crawford is sitting leisurely in his villa in the dining room, petting the cat.

He has a total of twenty-three cats in his family. These cats are of different colors and breeds. Among them, there are even leopards, tigers and lions.

It's just that these cats obey Mark's words very much and never run around.

At this time, a group of cats surrounded Mark in the middle, watching the troops patrolling outside together.

"Da Mao, which one do you like to eat?" Mark asked with a smile, touching the mane of a male lion.

The lion's eyes swept left and right, and then placed it on a soldier.

"Well, I wrote it down, he is yours tonight."

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