Chapter 1142 (2/2)

When the small sail landed, a glimmer of light flashed up and down the flagpole. Suddenly, it began to grow bigger and thicker, and directly rose to dozens of feet high before it stopped growing.

A huge cloth curtain fell from above and fell vertically on it. On the yellow background and red pattern, there was no word on it. It was very strange.

”Listen to all of you, I won't say it again.” he made a huge sound wave from his mouth, and the opposite side of the shock was quiet for a moment. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

”You should know everything in a month. I don't have much nonsense about our destination. If you are willing to surrender and be our puppet unconditionally, you can keep your mind and even ensure your life safety.”

Great voices echoed around here.

”You should know that you were captured prisoners. This time, adults pity you and give you a chance, but you should take advantage of it.” he looked at everyone with a look of pity on his face.

”Listen, we're only here for three days. We haven't registered here after three days. It's all regarded as resisting the call of the old ancestor. There was no chance to remedy at that time. You should take care of yourself and think more about making a decision.”

Behind him, there were nine tables. Behind each table sat a Shura man. On the table was a piece of paper with white light, which was vaguely involved with the big flag in front of him.

Then there is a pen and an inkstone filled with blood red fuel.

After he finished, he was standing under the huge flag and looked at the opposite with a sneer.

Everyone over there can see that the area of these tables is very large. Don't worry about crowding.

”Lao Wang, didn't you say you were going? Why don't you go at such a good opportunity?” in the crowd, Xiong Lao saw a young man saying to the side.

”I said, that's right. But how can I go at the beginning? I have to wait for a while. So many people can get me in the row.” this is Lao Wang. He looks cautious and doesn't want to be the bird at the top of the wall.

Many people think this. For a moment, everyone just hesitated and discussed quietly to see who went out first.

The Shura leader didn't think so, so he stood there and looked at them.

As long as there is the first leader, others will come one after another. If you are lucky, you may be able to complete the task in one day.

These people are really waiting to die if they don't surrender.

Not surprisingly, the first group of people soon came.

Several people helped each other and squeezed from behind. Looking at them, their faces were very ugly. It seemed that they were about to lose their support.

These are those whose accomplishments are relatively low. Although they stopped absorbing Reiki from the air in time, everyone has absorbed some more or less before.

Because they were just ordinary people before. They knew a little fur at most. They wanted to keep their bodies full all the time, even if they would not change after more time.

They don't have any pills to maintain, and others won't waste them. Here we use one less, and each one is a treasure.

In case of use, the key can save lives.

Now they can't hold on, and they don't care about anything else. The idea of living occupies all their thoughts.

Although he looked down on them and hoped not to accept the garbage, he dared not disobey the words of Lao Zu, so he had to let them come to the table.

The first man's hands were shaking and wrote his name on the paper.

While writing, I feel that some things in my body have also been written by myself. I can't speak clearly and the Tao is unclear.

When he finished writing and the pen was just put away, the white paper suddenly shrunk, directly shrunk into his name and floated on the banner.

At the same time, his name also appeared on the flag. He only felt that there seemed to be something more in his heart and knew that his life did not belong to him.

However, he was gratified that the person in charge told him on the spot that the aura of the world would not erode him and let him heal at ease.

This made him overjoyed. This was the best news. He went directly to a vacant land behind and began to absorb Reiki with all his strength.

Soon, his originally pale cheeks gradually ruddy.

Not only he, but also several people.

Old Xiong closed his eyes and felt that many people were about to shake, especially those with low strength.

Not out of her conjecture, with these headdress lines, some people no longer worry about anything and walked out of the crowd directly.

In an instant, a wave of people surged over there. One saw that the people around him had passed, and subconsciously followed the past, but people were demons. Everyone was lined up and printed their names on the banner.

Names are like streamers, flying upward into it.

Soon, half of the names on the banner, which was originally empty, were already on it.

After a day and a night, the first wave of people have all signed their own contracts.

In order to live, they lost everything, out of their thoughts, they had nothing, all to the Shura people.

Although some people regret it, it's no use at this time. They can only stay there like their fate and yearn for more people to make the same choices as themselves. Only in this way can it show that this is the right decision.

Half of the people here stopped at the same place, and some people began to shake, but more people really looked at the other side with disdain.

In the past, 90% of them were below Jinxian. Now there is no Jinxian in the later stage, let alone Daluo.

The person in charge of Shura knows that the stronger the face, the better the face.

But wait until the real last day, is the final test.

Xiong Lao always has nothing. Everyone has his own aspirations. He has done everything he can do. They can choose whatever they want.

The whole next day, there was no one in the past.

The two sides hold each other. The former partners have now become enemies.

Everyone knows that tomorrow is the day of final decision. No matter what you think, you have to fall to the ground and have no chance to return again.

Although there is no concept of day and night, there is a point in everyone's heart.

On the third day, the Shura looked at the other side with a sneer.

Suddenly walked forward and said loudly to the other party, ”I've made a decision. There are only eight hours left today. If it exceeds time, I can't guarantee your fate.”

This sentence caused a commotion over there, and four hours were lost for no reason.

”You didn't say three days, why a few hours are missing.” a unwilling asked.

”What's the difference? It's just a little earlier. It's deliberately pressing you, making you in a mess, so that you can't distinguish between primary and secondary.” old Xiong sighed in his heart.

”No less, no less. It's up to me to decide here. If you don't want to come, you'll die. No one asks you.” the Shura leader laughed and saw a large group of people with higher accomplishments than himself silent. It was really painful.

However, he also knows to grasp the level and can't provoke those real experts, otherwise he will die in vain.

The man choked red and didn't say anything.

As time passed, many people began to look around to see if someone came forward and wanted others to take the lead in the past. They were thinking about why they didn't go together the day before yesterday. Now they are in a dilemma.

Finally, someone took the lead.

A Jinxian later period, bowed his head and walked quickly.

Suddenly surprised, it was the man who argued with the other party at first.

Now he trotted all the way to the table, wrote down his name and retreated directly into the crowd.

With his leadership, several people will come forward every once in a while.

There was still an hour to go before the end, and many people looked aside.

There are a group of big Luo level figures. So far, no one has defected.