The Lord of Reincarnation - 492. Chapter 491

“Ladies and gentlemen, please let me introduce to you grandly, this time the winner of the abyss game… Dunjun!”

Xijie brought Dunjun to the center of the dance floor and announced loudly.

“Oh oh!”

All dressed men and women cheered together.

The men whistled, the ladies were more enthusiastic, and flirted teasingly: “He is mine tonight.”

“No, mine.”

“Stop fighting, sisters, be gentle with the little milk dog, maybe we can be together…”

…

Dunjun blushed amid all kinds of well-intentioned or molested laughter and hurriedly walked out of the crowd’s attention center.

His hungry stomach has secreted a lot of acid, and he is eager to eat rich protein.

Learning from others, Dunjun picked up the silver plate and fork, made himself a lot of barbecue, and began to feast on it.

He didn’t know how long he had eaten, he burped contentedly, looked at the slutty, depraved upper class people on the dance floor, and fell silent again.

Holding a glass of drink in hand, he refused the invitation of many ladies and began to stroll around the banquet.

On the second floor, a secret room was specially prepared for male and female guests, but that was not the focus of his attention.

That kind of whisper seemed to sound in Dunjun’s ear again.

He walked around, came to a corner, and saw an old silver-haired gentleman in a tuxedo who was eating.

The other party is using a spoon gracefully to put a pot of thick soup into his mouth.

Seeing Dunjun coming, the old man couldn’t help but raised his head and showed a kind smile: “Lucky little guy… the first journey to hell didn’t feel good, right? Just adapt more. Congratulations on becoming an Extraordinary. Of course , I will not ask about your mysterious source. This is everyone’s privacy. As long as you don’t offend others, no one will care about you here…”

“Old sir, can I sit next to you?” Dunjun asked.

“Of course… The reason why I eat alone is not that I am not unwilling to share…” The old silver-haired gentleman showed a surprised look: “I have seen too many winners, and they will quickly indulge in those women and pleasures. You are a little special…you are good at observing your surroundings and discovering the truth hidden beneath the surface…”

“I just…” Dunjun didn’t know how to answer.

Can he say that he is obeying the guidance of the heart?

“Introduce myself, my name is Henry, and they all call me old Henry… I was in hell and met a family member of a great man who guided me on a mysterious path…”

A trace of nostalgia and regret appeared on old Henry’s face: “It’s a pity… hell is too deep. When I enter hell later and want to find more enlightenment, I can’t find the information… The understanding is too narrow. In my opinion, it is not only underground pollution, but also everything… For example, the secret of why prehistoric civilization was destroyed! I suspect that the top people in the upper city have mastered this secret. , But they deny…”

Old Henry seemed very sorry, and took another sip of soup.

Seeing Dunjun’s gaze, his expression became softer: “Want to try it? This pot of thick soup, but one of my favorite delicacies.”

“If you don’t take the liberty…”

Halfway through Dunjun’s words, he saw Lao Heng using a silver spoon to fish out an eyeball from the basin.

“Ah… the living source of light, the gift of the Lord of Eyes…”

Old Henry beamed his eyes, swallowed his eyeballs, and turned to look at Dunjun: “I sincerely invite you to become a member of the cult…”

“Do not!”

Dunjun suppressed his nausea, and quickly backed away.

In his heart, he suddenly became interested in the history of the cataclysm.

At this moment, there was another soft whisper in his ear.

‘Oh, yes, and spread the glory of our lord…the ruler of the alchemist, the master of calamity, the god of immortality! ‘

…

A wilderness.

The rays of light converge and turn into a door.

A somewhat embarrassed figure, hurriedly escaped from it.

Snapped!

He fell heavily on the ground, rolled over embarrassedly, and showed his face that it was Smith!

“Successful… I became the Chosen and came to another world!”

Looking at the triangular red moon in the sky, Smith knew that he had come to another world: “Praise my lord!”

After going through all this, he made his faith in the lost god more pious.

However, teleportation in another world, especially with the body, is not easy even if there is a dream home.

Some of the chosen people were unluckyly buried in the torrent of space.

Smith subconsciously drives his mental power, chanting a mantra, trying to heal his injury.

In the next moment, nothing happened.

“In different worlds, the rules have also changed…”

Smith could sense that this place was like Phillip City surrounded by a seal, isolated from the power of most of the Primordial Dominators.

“But… Praise my Lord, His power can still be used in this world…”

Smith recites the immortal poems.

Gradually, he got up, looked at this deserted wilderness, and frowned.

“The task my lord gave me is to investigate ancient ruins and find information before the cataclysm. It is best to get the secrets of the cataclysm… But where should I start?”

Smith murmured, and suddenly, he saw a dark shadow in the grass.

It looks like a big rotting dog, with human heads on the left and right shoulders, the head of the beast in the middle is drooling, and its eyes are bloodthirsty and crazy.

“Mutated creature? Or some kind of dependent?”

Smith’s eyes condensed: “Unexpectedly, in another world, the first creature I saw was such a disgusting you…”

He spoke, chanting a mantra praising the lost god.

The madness is constantly being rendered around.

“Woo…”

The monster’s expression suddenly became confused and ran away with its tail sandwiched between it.

If it stays here again, it may be crazy or brainwashed and become a believer in the Lost God.

“Woo…”

Smith didn’t pursue it either. He half-kneeled, covering his forehead: “My mental power is so weak? No…Is it suppressed, is it the influence of different worlds?”

This is why he doesn’t kill the monster directly.

Moreover, part of the spiritual power that just spread has already allowed him to find several targets.

That is the human survivor in the wilderness!

They are ragged, almost not human-shaped, holding simple weapons, but their faces are full of fierce colors.

“It’s a bit troublesome to get mixed in… By the way, forgot that I don’t understand the local language…”

Smith sneaked into the vicinity of these natives and watched them carefully start gathering and hunting… lost in thought.