The most powerful man in the galaxy, Sima Soul Wind, finally appeared, making Hanlang's party displeasure.

At the same time, in the Wu territory, the planet 13, which Hanlang once fought, also appeared two very strange guests.

No one knows how they crossed the witch defenses into the Holy Land, and on this night two men covered in black appeared shortly after the death, in front of the phantom sea king's grave.

After all, it is the king of the witch clan, although the king of the fantasy sea, although he lost his heart and went crazy before he died and massacred his compatriots, he was still buried in a sacred cemetery after his death, and many witches came to mourn.

"Here it is, I can smell the familiar breath of him."

"I trust your instincts, and now open the cemetery."

Oooh

I saw one of the men in black with a gentle flick of the wrist, the tombstone, the stagger, and the many mourning wreaths on the stomb, all flying up, and then slowly fell on the side of the open space.

In the open stupon is the body of the phantom sea king, the neck cut by Hanlang is re-sewed, make-up, put on the most solemn dress of the witch, and wear the golden feather crown of symbolic rights and status.

"There's a tug of breath on this corpse, it's very thick."

"I can see that, perhaps not long ago, the power of the contra-theft controlled him, but then this power was taken away, and the man who took away the power of the contrarian also killed the witch."

“Do you think this body can be used?”

"Maybe, but I'll check it out first."

Say, one of the black men fell down, lying deep, almost fell into the stump of the phantom king.

Suddenly, four angry witch fighters jumped around them, and the witch king was dead, and his body had just been buried, and he was dug up and desecrated, making these warriors very angry.

“Who are you, and why did you move the king’s tomb?”

In the face of the witch fighters' drinking questions, the black man shrugged helplessly and said, "I did not intend to kill you, because your strength is too weak."

The warriors of the Sorcerers were furious and said, “blaspheme our king!”Hold them!Send them to the Witcher's Council!"

Oooh

Four witch fighters burst out, they are not the most elite fighters of the witch, because the most elite guard died and was taken away by Han Lang, but no one can underestimate them, each of the Wu fighters are proficient in special skills, poison, puppet art, summons, and so on.

Blast

Suddenly, I saw the man in black raise his right hand, which was a pale right hand, covered by a thick black air, like the way Han Lang was using dark forces and magic.

At the same time, the witch fighters flew out of control, as if someone had strangled their heads to death and mentioned them so that they could not resist.

“They’re a bunch of damned humans!”One of the warriors shouted.

The man in black stood still, and he had intended to kill the witch fighters, but now he had changed his mind.

The man in black, with his black right hand, turned back, pulled the witch warrior who had just shouted to him, and asked in a low voice, “Have you ever seen the same existence as us?”

His grammar is strange, when he speaks of himself, he uses two words, not people.

“Of course I’ve seen it!You are Hanna's partner!You will all use the power of darkness, you, to kill the great Illusion King!”

This warrior seems to be an avid admirer of the Wizards of the Sea, but he said so, which is equivalent to selling Han Lang.

"Well, then his name is Han Lang."The black man said to himself.

At this time, the black man who fell into the stump also stood up again and whispered, "This body is good, we can use it."

The witch warrior who was caught finally had a little brain, and he was surprised: “Aren’t you Hanlang a gang?”

Man in black: “Speaking about Han Lang?”

The voice had just fallen, and the man in black beside him was impatient, stretching out his skull-like hand, pulling hard on the head of the witch warrior, and directly pulling a magical black light out of the body of the witch warrior.

And the unlucky witch warrior died directly, and there was no breath.

Huh~

The black man would swallow the black gas from the witch warriors into his stomach, closed his eyes, and a strange smile on his face.

“Han, it makes a lot of sense.”The black man said to himself.

Oooh

The dead witch warriors were still on one side, their bodies stiff and cold.

The still-born witch warriors are terrified, and the witch people claim to be the most mysterious and the most evil-scuttered alien in the vicinity of the galaxy, but now these two black people are more evil than the witch!They just pulled out, as if it were the soul of a companion!

"Why the reinforcements have not yet come, the big witches should start to act!"

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The man in black sighed, "Stupid, your great witches have long been controlled by others."

Oooh

The hand of the man in black was gently lifted, and suddenly the souls of the other three witches fighters were pulled out of their bodies, and then they opened their greedy mouths and swallowed them.

"The quality is too low, but the size is finally a piece of meat."The black man laughed.

"You're a greedy bastard."The other black man still shook his head.

At this moment, he had nailed into the body of the phantom king with some wonderful silver nails.

Then the black man put his hands together, put on a very strange gesture, in a language that no one could understand.

匌~

Suddenly, something changed.

The dead Sea King actually sat up from the stump, his head sutured a little crooked, and he gently wringed it with his hands.

"We have awakened you because of your unwillingness to die, and anger, and now, take us to the man named Hanlang, find him, and you will rest in peace."The black man said.

The phantom king did not know what he was thinking, or he was not thinking at all, mechanically nodded.

Then, the two black men, and the resurgent Mirage King, disappeared on this strange night, they did not ride in the starship, but left the Starfield of the Tirifest.

...

After a few hours, Han Lang and Sany are still worried about the sudden appearance of the spirit of the horse, and the three-fated is still warning Hanlang, never to be in this old-standing, powerful man is the enemy, completely unaware that the fantasy sea king has been dead and risen.

The witches, the great witches controlled by the Dark Apostles, have discovered that the body of the Sea King has not been seen.

Thirteen great witches, except for one of them, were incarnations of the Dark Apostles, and all were puppets.

The great witch of the apostolic incarnation observed for a long time, then took a cold breath and found No. 1 by secret line, and the highest leader of the apostles at present told him this strange thing.

"No. 2, are you sure that the death of these people is the same as that of the year?"

"For sure, as I remember the same scene implanted, when there are some strange ability of people, to find human weapons, our god hard to get rid of them, this time, those with strange ability, they appeared again, the dead body without any wounds, eyes open, tongue black, like being deprived of the soul, such a scene I saw for the first time, can not judge wrong."

Huh~

The first apostle gritted his teeth and said, “Damn, it was because of them that the master was unable to study human weapons in depth, and when they left, they did not even dare to take him away, so they sealed them.”

"Now these damn enemies reappear, and I don't know whether they came against human weapons or against their masters."

The Apostle No. 2: "They are all in trouble anyway."

The Apostle No. 1 nodded, "Yes, it's a great trouble, and I'm going to find a way to inform my master, though it's far away and costly, but I'm going to let it know, those strange fellows, they're back."

The second apostle thought for a moment, "At the same time, we will speed up the activation of the apostle Zero, who is not as powerful as his master, but has a part of his master's power, and he may be able to block the strange fellows."

"We want Han Lang to find the other three dark crystals as soon as possible."

“Why?”Number one asked.

The Apostle No. 2 said, "Have you forgotten that these strange fellows, who are also a little afraid of human weapons themselves, keep trying to face human weapons, and that gives the master the opportunity to take advantage of it."

The Apostle No. 1: "It makes sense, I will personally open the number zero, and it makes no sense for you to stay in the witch clan, come back and wait for the next command from your master."

“Yes.”The second apostle whispered.