The black and red entangled, like clouds and mists in the pouring rain, eating the glory of the scorching sun.

"It's almost done."

At this time, a faint voice sounded. Carlos and Dracula's figures suddenly stopped.

This sound!

This feeling!

This is the one who stares at them.

The golden roe in the air, which was eaten by darkness and blood, disappeared in an instant.

Instead, a big hand appeared.

What kind of covering the sky and the sun?

The sun's light was completely covered by it.

The world is as dark as it is.

Carlos in the air could even clearly see every palm pattern on it, because this palm pattern is wider than the mountains in the distance.

"Boom!"

It's like the sky is falling.

The big hand gently patted it.

There was no vision, it was just like a person stretching out his hand and pressing it towards the ant.

Pure power has no tricks.

The yellow sand and visions in the sky were all photographed.

Carlos and Dracula were photographed without even making a decent struggle.

The big hand blocked all the sunshine and finally merged with the earth into one.

The world is transformed into complete darkness without a trace of sunshine.

Carlos felt himself sinking into the sand again, and endless weight pressed against him.

It was like a world tree pressing on his head.

As for Dracula, Carlos thought he wasn't much better.

It took Carlos a voice to be silent in the sand for unknown periods.

"Come out!"

After the sound rang, Carlos felt the sand loose.

An invisible force dragged their bodies towards the ground.

Accompanied by the "rustling" sound of sand, Carlos and Dracula fell not far away in front of Qin Chuming like two radishes pulled out of the sand.

Carlos spit out the sand in his mouth. Even though it was sealed many times, this was the most powerless time in Carlos' memory.

He shook his dizzy head and looked at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see who defeated them so completely.

In his sight, a young man from the east appeared slowly. The golden penis beside him was standing there looking at them coldly with an unfriendly look.

"Who are you?"

The cloak on Dracula was no longer known where he went, but he stood up toughly.

Neither the arrogance of the blood clan nor the self-esteem of the First Knight of the Holy See, he would not allow him to face the enemy as a loser.

"A man who will always be behind the story."

The young man from the east said lightly.

He is the forged man of the mythological age, but there will be no legends in the world. He is destined to be a person who will always be behind the scenes of the story, watching the characters he created perform on the stage and end the curtain call.

"What do you want?"

Carlos turned over and sat on the desert and asked weakly.

All the magic power in his body has been exhausted.

He himself didn't know whether the magic power was exhausted in the confrontation or the magic power was imprisoned.

Now, he only hopes that the people in front of him can give them what they want, otherwise it will be really difficult to deal with a strong man at the level of a true god.

The oriental man in front of him glanced at Carlos, and Carlos felt as if everything about him was seen through.

"Devil, the lowest level demon, but you live a long time."

"Although there is no progress."

Speaking of this, the oriental man smiled.

"As for me, I want to be the master of the Dark Holy See."

The Dark Vatican is an organization formed by Carlos and Dracula, composed of dark creatures, hidden in the darkness and fighting the Vatican in an invisible struggle.

This organization should not have been known.

But the people in front of you are well aware of them.

Carlos raised his horned head and looked at Qin Chuming with his pale yellow pupils and said:

"You want to be our master?"

Speaking of this, Carlos smiled.

"Do you have the strength of your true god level?"

And Qin Chuming also smiled.

"No, even if all the gods appear in the future, I can still capture them all like you."

What rose to Qin Chuming was a terrifying power.

It was clearly Qin Chuming's smile, but it made people feel that it was not a joke, it was a fact.

This man can really suppress everything after all the divine systems arrive.

Carlos's expression changed.

He originally thought that the person in front of him might be at the level of the true god, but the demon is a race, a race hidden in the darkness.

There is no lack of true god-level power in his clan.

As long as Carlos is willing to pay the price, then enemies at the level of the true god can also deal with it.

However, the person in front of him broke his fantasy.

Even if all myths come, I can suppress them all when they come.

What a arrogant word.

No god in any divine system dares to say such words.

Carlos was shocked by this words for a long time before he spoke.

"You're too arrogant."

"No one dares to say that."

Carlos was looking forward to the man in front of him saying what he could not do, but he was disappointed.

"Because they can't do it, but I can."

The young man in the East said lightly, as if he was talking about an unquestionable fact.

The air became quiet.

Carlos asked half a day later:

"Do you like darkness to be the master of the Dark Council?"

Like darkness?

Qin Chuming smiled. If he likes darkness, then how desperate this era would be.

"Just because the darkness is needed."

"This world must always be in a place where the sun cannot shine."

Qin Chuming smiled and said, as if he was saying that he wanted to have a cup of tea in the afternoon.

"Ask again last, are there any objections?"

Qin Chuming's voice sounded softly in the desert.

Carlos was silent.

He turned to look at Dracula, who was just standing there but didn't say a word.

In fact, Dracula wanted to say something to resist, but it seemed like there was an invisible fear surrounding him.

Whenever he wanted to speak, his whole body was out of control in an instant.
To be continued...