"The crystallizers are strong, but they are not strong enough to break the cycle of reincarnation. How could they be related to the God Chaos Party?" Han Sen was confused. He could not figure it out.
There was one thing Han Sen knew for sure. If Lokid said the number on the card was valid before midnight, that meant the God Chaos Party would attack him after midnight.
Han Sen did not dare underestimate the God Chaos Party. They had replaced the God Spirits, so he did not think they would be any weaker than Qin Xiu.
Han Sen was restricted by the rules of the world. Even if he did not heed God's warning and tried to break the rules of the world, he would not last long.
Han Sen studied the combination of the main and the reverse as he waited for midnight to arrive.
In an old house, Lokid was quietly sitting in a living room. He looked at the floor clock in the living room. He was waiting for the moment to arrive.
"Mister Minister, why don't we just kill Han Sen? Why do we have to give him a chance?" Next to Lokid, there was a creature that looked like a maid.
The reason why she wasn't called a human was because she had a pair of black dragon horns on her head.
Lokid smiled and said, "The reason the God Chaos Party failed last time was because we underestimated the power of ordinary humans. This time, we will try to control the elites of the human race. We will not give the God Spirits a chance to take advantage of us."
"I see. Mister Minister, you are so smart." The maid looked at Lokid with admiration.
Lokid sighed and said, "Han Sen was able to kill Decapitation Queen and destroy Decapitation Temple. With that kind of power, he is as strong as the 12 main gods. It is a shame he cannot be used by the God Chaos Party."
"Mister Minister, are you saying he is not going to come?
Why do we have to wait? "The maid was shocked.
"For a talent like that, we should give him a chance," Lokid said as he looked at the clock.
Time ticked by. When all the hands pointed to 12 o 'clock, the clock made a clanging sound.
After the bell rang 12 times, Lokid stood up from the sofa. He sighed and said, "The God Chaos Party has not had new blood and ideas for a long time. I was hoping to have a good start with Han Sen. Perhaps we could have created some sparks. What a shame."
The maid widened her eyes and looked at Lokid expectantly, "Minister, are you going to use that?"
Lokid didn't answer. He just slowly raised his right hand and stared at his palm with a serious expression.
His fingers were slender and strong, looking very beautiful. There was not a single scar on them, nor were there any signs of aging or wrinkles. This was a hand that could apply for a job as a hand model.
But at this time, a black flame gradually rose from the palm. It was like a demonic aura from hell.
In fact, it was not just his hand. Lokid's entire body was burning with a weird black flame. His face changed. His eyes were full of passion. His other hand grabbed the air. There was a piece of white paper in his hand.
"The art of light and shadow. Life and imagination collide. Give the most beautiful soul to the most emotionless thing … Death's shadow …" Lokid mumbled. The black flame on his right hand quickly gathered. It was like Han Sen's shadow was dancing in the black flame.
Han Sen, who was far away in the Ning family's castle garden, felt something. He looked at his right hand. It was like he felt something, but that feeling only lasted for a second.
"Does this mean … When I shook Lokid's hand today …" Han Sen thought of something and frowned.
In the living room, Lokid clenched his right hand. The black flame condensed into a pair of scissors in his hand.
The next second, Lokid's eyes lit up. The scissors in his hand and the white paper moved at the same time. His movements were extremely fast and elegant. He cut wildly in one breath. One could almost see the countless afterimages produced by his hands. He was like a demon with many arms.
Almost in an instant, the originally square white paper was cut into a human silhouette, and the white paper also turned black.
If one looked carefully, they would find that the silhouette looked like Han Sen's side profile. Even if it was just a black shadow without any facial features or expression, as long as one was familiar with Han Sen, they would be able to recognize Han Sen at a glance.
"As expected of the minister. No matter how many times I see it, Death's Shadow is too amazing." The maid looked at Lokid with admiration.
Lokid didn't seem to hear the maid's praise. He was still completely focused. His eyes were fanatical as he stared at the silhouette. It was like he was admiring his most outstanding work.
"What a pity. Such an interesting soul is going to disappear like this."
After saying that, the scissors in Lokid's right hand suddenly turned into a pulsating black flame. It burned above his palm like the flames of purgatory.
Lokid looked at Papercut again. Then, he moved it above the black flame. The moment Papercut touched the black flame, he was ignited. His feet burned first.
At the same time, Han Sen's body spontaneously combusted in the garden. Black flames surged from the soles of his feet. They wrapped around his feet and quickly spread up his legs.
The black flame was very strange. It looked like it was burning, but Han Sen's clothes weren't burning. His legs weren't actually ignited.
Han Sen felt a burning pain that came from deep inside his soul. It was like his feet were being burned to ash. It made him, who had a strong will, almost scream out in pain. His body was shaking.
Han Sen's face changed. He cast the Xuan Yellow Sutra. He wanted to destroy the weird black flame, but the Xuan Yellow Sutra's power was useless against the black flame.
In the blink of an eye, the black flame had reached his thighs. Below his thighs, it was like he had lost all feeling. Although his legs were still there, he couldn't feel or react.
Without hesitation, Han Sen summoned the Sky God Crown and put it on his head. He became an Annihilation class God of Wealth. He returned to the god temple. He used the god temple and the Sky God Crown's God Spirit power to fight the black flame.
All of this was working. Under the power of the God Spirit, the black flame was suppressed. It could not spread, but it did not go out. It was still burning.
Lokid's paper man was the same. The black flame stopped at his thighs. It did not continue to burn.
"Very good. Let me, Paper God Lokid, see how far you can go."
Lokid's eyes looked like they were burning. The black flame was like a volcano erupting from his eyes.