Flame Star Deep Sea Area.

Moro lies on the body of the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon and sleeps.

Because the area is too large and there are a lot of bedrock blocking, the cleaning work is not so fast.

In addition, it is a deep sea area, so there is no way to pull out the burning demon guy, so he can only rely on the nine-headed demon dragon, the one-horned silver electric eel and the crocodile dragon turtle.

The reason why Moro doesn't go back and be lazy is that these killed creatures are very strong and can be used to increase the progress of some Asura's hands.

Passive hang-up enhancement of course cannot be missed.

"Damn it, I must invent a mobile phone that can connect to the Internet and call the phone under such strong sea pressure."

Moro said boredly.

The cleaning work has not ended for a whole month. Moro couldn't help it and chose to give up. He let the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon circle a zone as a territory. He first asked the undead to collect extraordinary materials in this area, and then wait until the number of monster legions increases before continuing.

After returning to Earth, Moro felt that one month had been enough for Mosca to hang on.

So he appeared openly in the capital of Mosca.

With the appearance of the successor of the white-robed man Demon Sect.

Obviously, Mosca was highly nervous this month, worried that the mysterious power would come and that the mysterious power would not come. In short, I felt it was very entangled and complicated.

Not long after Mosco appeared, Mosca's powerful intelligence department obtained information. After comparing data and excluding the possibility of cos, a team of elite Mosca agents found Moro who was enjoying steak and red wine in a high-end restaurant.

"gentlemen."

They did not dare to disturb Moro's meal, and they came forward until Moro finished eating.

Moro thinks it is very good, it is worthy of being a high-end restaurant. He has never been to a place like this before.

"I'm full, let's go."

Moro left without cash or bank card.

Agent Mosca left a note and asked the boss to ask Mosca to reimburse him for official reimbursement.

But they couldn't see Moro at the entrance of the restaurant. In less than a minute, news came from their headphones that they could disband.

Because the target is already sitting in the commander's mansion in Mosca!

Emperor Mosca looked at the elusive Moro. The other party was in the high-end restaurant in the capital of Mosca, and then sat in the chair in front of him less than a minute.

"The descendant of the Demon Sect, Di Shitian."

Moro first introduced himself in a vest.

"Hello, Mr. Indra."

Emperor Mosca nodded, not very clear about the meaning of the name.

Moro liked the arrangement and atmosphere in this commander's mansion, and he had enough confidence, so he did not waste time waiting for the other party's thoughts.

Emperor Mosca also tends to go straight to the point. Although politicians can do things like Tai Chi, sometimes it is better to punch straight.

"Mr. Indra, we can provide everything you need for Mosca, as long as you can be like the mysterious powers of the Celestial Empire and Citiland."

Emperor Mosca was not sure what kind of help the Celestial Empire, Citi Kingdom and Great Britain had received.

The Celestial Empire has too many choices, and it is not known which one to choose. Citigroup blocked the news because of the "ageless substance" of essence, such as essence, for fear that others will get a share of the pie.

Great Britain... They used all the essences to make super soldiers, and it is not clear that the essences have anti-aging and youthful effects.

Moro always felt that it was not unreasonable for Great Britain to be so aborted.

The Celestial Empire and Citigroup will study the effects of the essence, so they will use it directly in Great Britain...

"Very good. I need corpses, a large number of corpses that have just died, the kind with healthy limbs, the best time to die should not exceed a week. Also, I need all kinds of sinful people, living people."

Moro said in a dignified manner.

Emperor Mosca was silent. Although he knew that Moro, the descendant of the Demon Sect, did not sound like a good person, and the same was true after checking the translator.

Among all the records of the Demon Sect, they are all evil and chaotic guys who are afraid that the world will not be confused.

Resource issues, Moro no longer looks down on the resources of the Blue Planet.

There are gold mines on the surface of the Flame Star, and it is a gold mine that is larger than all the large gold mines currently found on the Blue Planet.

I feel like I can't use it all at all.

At present, Moro has asked the technical department of the Little Man World to step up the research of dwarf genetic potions, intending to inject some humans into dwarf medicines, so that they can obtain the dwarf's talented magical powers to help them refine gold, and the genetic potions for forging giants have also been put on the agenda.

"……no problem."

It took a long time for Emperor Mosca to speak.

"That's what you want."

Moro took out a bottle of serum, and there were only a few drops.

"This is?"

Mosca the Great took it.

"The spiritual fluid that can help you ordinary people surpass human limits, fight aging, restore youth, and treat most terminal illnesses and diseases is extremely precious."

Moro said.

Mosca the Great suddenly felt the bottle in his hand was heavy.

Is this what the Celestial Empire and Citi Kingdom have obtained?

Even he couldn't help but want to take this spiritual energy liquid for himself, after all, Moro had already said it.

This is the elixir, immortal medicine, and immortal elixir that Qin Shihuang and countless emperors dreamed of in ancient China.

Xu Fu did seek the Immortal Immortal Pill Transformation Liquid from Penglai Fairyland, but he took it himself and did not take it back. Then he took the boys and girls to live a happy life.

"This is a communication device. When you have prepared what I need, you can talk to it and I will receive it."

Moro put down a ring and disappeared out of thin air.

After a while of confusion, Emperor Mosca called the secretary and guards and asked them to send the bottle of what they could save Mosca to the research institute.

"I authorize you to kill anyone who wants to get it, no matter what identity he or she wants!"

After making a choice, Emperor Mosca regained his courage to look down on the world.

Next, Moro of course wanted to fight criminals all over the world, then collect their souls, and spread the belief in Sun Bow and the information about the invasion of demons.

Golden triangle.

This is the darkest place in the world, with mercenaries, drug lords, and human traffickers mixed together. At the same time, there are also support from many countries in secret. For example, most of the military funds of a certain country come from these shameful things.
Chapter completed!