Chapter 159
"Six minutes? What six minutes!"
A group of Trolls and Orcs stared blankly at the man smoking a cigar in front of them! However, some Troll Guards who knew the inside story had their expressions change drastically! They looked around, searching for Alexander Corvinus's whereabouts.
But the crowded people made it impossible for the Trolls to move. They could only shout loudly, "Find Alexander Corvinus, find a human old man with a white beard! This human is here for him!"
"Find him, or this human will let all this black mist in, and we'll all die!"
The Troll Guards' loud voices spread throughout the crowd. In the crowd, a cloaked figure dressed as a Black Wizard trembled and shrank back into the crowd upon hearing this.
"Alexander Corvinus!"
"Who is Alexander Corvinus!"
"Human, where is the human?"
The clamor caused half of the Troll Black Market to buzz, like countless flies echoing! Tang Song casually stroked the tiger's head, but his Divine Sense communicated with the Ghoul White Bone Banner, which had eighteen Restriction Formations, checking the status of the magic tool.
The Ghoul White Bone Banner he refined, besides the black mist that kills invisibly, was most formidable for the Underworld Commanders nurtured within the banner body.
With each additional Restriction Formation, the power of the Ghoul White Bone Banner increased, and these Underworld Commanders became more ferocious!
Each Joint represented a Restriction Formation. Theoretically, once the Ghoul White Bone Banner could grow thirty-six Joints, it would mean the Ghoul White Bone Banner had transformed into a magic treasure, with thirty-six Heavenly Cycle Restriction Formations fused, and divine sense would be born within the magic treasure.
Compared to the nascent consciousness of other magic treasures, Tang Song directly replaced the initial divine sense of the magic treasure with the legendary Ten Underworld Commanders.
This way, the power of these Ghoul White Bone Banners would be stronger after becoming magic treasures.
However, the shortcomings of this Ghoul White Bone Banner were also obvious.
Simulating the legendary Ten Underworld Commanders with Restriction Formations, if those Ten Underworld Commanders had not perished, the magic treasure could easily be taken over, becoming a Clone of the Ten Underworld Commanders.
All the hard work would be for naught, benefiting others.
The people of the Yellow Springs Sect dared to refine this type of Yin God magic treasure so recklessly because they had someone above them.
After all, their patriarch was the legendary Emperor of the Underworld, the Great Emperor of Yepu who controlled the Underworld! This was like a rich second generation entering their family's company; the management, big or small, would give them some face.
During the time of the Ancient Heavenly Court, some direct descendants of Daoist Sects, disciples of Dao Ancestors, could even set up altars and cast spells to summon Pure Yang True Immortals from the Heavenly Court for assistance.
For everyone else in the lower realms, it was a crushing blow.
The reason Tang Song refined these Ghoul White Bone Banners was the same as for the Blood God Clone back then. Since he was already in the Marvel World, no matter how great the magic power or how ruthless the methods of those few Underworld Commanders were, could they really perform a trick of cross-dimensional descent for him?
Another point was that refinement of the Ghoul White Bone Banner required more energy compared to the White Bone Banner of Heshan Dao.
Flesh and blood, bone, energy, soul. According to Tang Song's own estimation, to refine a Ghoul White Bone Banner to the magic treasure level, it would be impossible without the Essence Blood, White Bone, and Souls of a million people.
A million people. One must know that the number of deaths in World War II was only seventy million.
Tang Song's initial goal was not to refine the Ghoul White Bone Banner on Earth. He couldn't reach the level of the great demons in the Jambudvīpa World who would casually refine the lives of an entire city or country. Of course, for Boss Tang, the Universe was vast, and Earth wasn't the only place with intelligent life forms.
In StarCraft, destroying one or two enemy planets was considered normal! But now, Tang Song felt the power of the Ghoul White Bone Banner with eighteen Restriction Formations and somewhat changed his mind. It seemed there were still resources on Earth that could be developed.
He raised his head, looking at the group of Dark Creatures, like a glutton who had been hungry for a long time eyeing a table of sumptuous delicacies.
"Wah!" A long-eared Forest Sprite, squeezed at the front and directly facing Tang Song, burst into tears the moment it met Boss Tang's burning gaze.
Forest Sprites are very similar to Elves, both races living in forests. However, these pale green-skinned Sprites are rarer. They are slender, shorter than a five or six-year-old child. Though called Sprites, compared to Dark Elves, they are more like the Elves from Western fairy tales. Legend says they can see through people's inner likes and dislikes—
"Four minutes. It's okay, cry. Crying counts as time!"
Tang Song smiled as he looked at the sobbing Forest Sprite in front of him, who was almost out of breath. He raised his wrist, pointing at his watch and said! "Mmm!"
The long-eared Forest Sprite covered its mouth with its hand, shaking its head with teary eyes! Tang Song looked at the little Sprite in front of him with interest. It was less than one-third the height of a human, looking like a large doll.
Moreover, this little thing was surrounded by a natural energy that seemed to nourish plants. It might be useful to catch two to serve as gardeners.
Tang Song looked at this timid little thing, a slight smile just appearing on his face—
"Hey, you must be Tang. We will give you an explanation for Alexander's matter. What you are doing is destroying the peace between humans and other races!"
A rough, loud voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
Hearing the voice from the crowd, Tang Song's amiable smile faded, and he looked towards the crowd.
A red-skinned, broken-horned demon struggled to push aside the people around him, squeezing his way through a chorus of curses to stand before Tang Song.
"Hello, Mr. Tang, we are investigators from the Bureau for Paranormal Defense. My name is Abe Sapien, and this is my colleague, Hellboy Anu!"
Abe Sapien pulled Hellboy's hand away and came before Tang Song, taking out an identification from his pocket and showing it to Tang Song.
"You must have heard of us. We are responsible for dealing with these supernatural powers. Mr. Tang, our Bureau is very sorry about Alexander's matter. We will take Alexander back to Headquarters and give you a perfect explanation, but what you are doing now is indeed breaking the ceasefire agreement between humans and other races!"
"Two and a half minutes left!" Tang Song was clearly not interested in Abe Sapien's apologetic remarks.
He just raised his wrist and stated the countdown. Although his voice was low, it clearly echoed in everyone's ears.
All the Orcs, Trolls, and Dark Creatures in the Black Market panicked. An atmosphere of panic spread through the Black Market.
Looking at the fair-skinned man in front of him who showed them no respect, Hellboy Anu could no longer suppress his hot temper and rushed forward to give him a punch.
"Bang!"
Hellboy Anu was sent flying like a giant red rubber ball, directly into the crowd, knocking down a large number of Orcs.
Kane, who had just arrived and was blocking Tang Song, retracted his fist, his expression slightly dissatisfied:
"Such a big name, yet so weak in strength. This is a demon? Not much to it!"
After punching Hellboy away, Kane retreated behind Tang Song, standing to his left and right like two guardian generals, looking down at the Dark Creatures opposite.
Hoo hoo!
Hellboy Anu stood up, leaning on a Troll's leg, and glared angrily at Kane. His originally dark red skin gradually began to turn completely red, and something like lava even started to appear under his skin. White steam even began to rise from his broken horn.
"Mr. Tang, you must understand that the Bureau for Paranormal Defense reports directly to the White House. If you truly provoke a full-scale war between humans and other races, I believe the White House and the Department of Defense will definitely intervene!"
Abe Sapien held Hellboy tightly, telling him not to be impulsive, while also shouting to Tang Song:
Click!
Tang Song played with the gilded lighter in his left hand, held a cigar in his right, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.
"That's easy. Just don't let the White House know!"
Abe Sapien looked at Tang Song's smiling eyes and felt a chill instantly surge into his mind. He gripped Hellboy Anu's arm tightly, staring intently at Tang Song's face, as if confirming whether he was joking!
Tang Song returned his smile, then spoke a sentence:
"Kill them all, leave no survivors!"
As Tang Song's voice fell, in the black mist on both sides, huge black shadows loomed indistinctly in the black mist. The increasingly heavy footsteps made this group of Dark Creatures tremble with fear.
"Oh, right, one minute left. Wait a moment!"
Tang Song raised his wrist, looked at the countdown on his watch, "I don't want people to say I'm someone who goes back on his word!"
The air seemed to freeze at this moment. Whether it was an illusion or not, Abe Sapien felt as if he could hear the ticking of the clock on Tang Song's wrist.
"30, 29, 28, 27..."
Listening to the little girl's countdown voice coming from Tang Song's wrist, some timid Dark Creatures huddled together, trembling. Of course, there were also brave ones who gripped the weapons and fists in their hands, wanting to fight to the death! "17, 16..."
"Wait—"
Just then, a Black Wizard flew up. In mid-air, he looked down and shouted to Tang Song, "I know where that person is!"
Tang Song raised his hand, and the surging black mist immediately stopped. In the swirling black mist, sharp-eyed Forest Sprites saw the situation within the black mist. Well-trained armies were lined up in neat formations within the black mist. The soldiers were wearing ancient Eastern armor, shrouded in black mist, holding ancient long spears, following behind Ghost God Generals, in an attack posture.
"Ah!"
The Forest Sprite's gaze met that of a Ghost God General riding a tall black horse. Facing the cold, emotionless, and murderous eyes, this time the Forest Sprite didn't cry, but simply whimpered and fainted from fright.
"Come down and talk! I'm not used to looking up at others!"
Tang Song raised his hand, and his true essence transformed into an invisible large hand that grabbed the fainted Forest Sprite.
"Take it back and train it. The Manor happens to need a gardener to take care of the flowers and plants!"
Tang Song casually threw the Forest Sprite into Lane's arms and looked at the Black Wizard floating in mid-air, frowning slightly.
Lane caught the green-skinned Forest Sprite with both hands, then pinched the back of its neck with one hand, holding it like a small cat or dog, while still keeping his hands behind his back.
The Black Wizard floated down from above to stand before Tang Song and bowed slightly, "This Lord, I know where the person you are looking for is. Please do not be angry!"
Tang Song looked at the Black Wizard before him. The hood was not much better than a transparent veil under his true gaze! "A Japanese woman? I thought Black Wizards were all Westerners. You are quite rare!"
Beneath the hood was the face of an Asian woman, not particularly beautiful, but very heroic. This style of constantly calling someone 'Lord'. Tang Song didn't even need to think hard to know where this woman was from!
"As Lord sees clearly, my name is Blackwood Akiryo. My father is from Kyoto, and my mother is a Witch in New York!"
The Black Wizard, or Blackwood Akiryo, tightly gripped a crystal ball the size of a baby's fist in her hand under her cloak. This crystal ball was passed down from her mother. It could detect energy wave values. If the black mist behind the man in the white suit was like a black sea, then based on the energy reaction from the crystal ball, the man stroking the tiger was a bottomless Abyss.
Blackwood Akiryo behaved very respectfully, just as her elders would face a strong person. She didn't hesitate to take off her hood, revealing a slightly pale face! "You can find the person I'm looking for?"
Tang Song looked at the short-haired woman wearing glasses and asked calmly! Blackwood Akiryo bowed ninety degrees:
"Lord, when I first entered the Black Market, there were a total of six Black Wizards in the entire Black Market. Adding the Undead Wizard who appeared later, there should be seven Black Wizards in the entire Black Market. But now there are eight people wearing Black Wizard cloaks. The person you are looking for must be mixed among these few people. As long as you ask them to take off their hoods, you will definitely find the person you are looking for!"
"No need for such trouble!" A hint of disappointment flashed in Tang Song's eyes. He waved his hand, and a tall figure in a black robe holding a chain appeared behind him in the black mist.
Black Impermanence stepped directly into the crowd. Despite his huge size of over ten meters, he seemed like air. These Orcs, Goblins, and Dark Creatures only felt a cold wind blow past them, and he had already arrived before a Black Wizard dressed in a hood and cloak. Before the Wizard could react, the chain in Black Impermanence's hand seemed to come alive, wrapping directly around the Black Wizard and tying him up like a zongzi.
In the crowd, a Dark Elf whose gaze was fixed on the Black Wizard gripped his long spear repeatedly. He glanced at Black Impermanence's Ghost God-like figure, gritted his teeth, and ultimately didn't dare to take action.
Clang, clang! Amidst the rattling of chains, the tall, black-clothed Ghost God dragged the chain and came before Tang Song. With a shake of the chain, he threw the Black Wizard, tied up like a zongzi, in front of Tang Song.
Immediately after, the figure of the black-clothed Ghost God turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the black mist.
Tang Song raised his cane and lifted the Black Wizard's hood, revealing Alexander Corvinus's old face filled with anger.
"What a pity!" Tang Song waved his hand, and two Training Camp Gunmen carried the tightly bound Alexander Corvinus away.
Hearing Tang Song say "What a pity," Blackwood Akiryo's body under her cloak trembled like a sieve. Although her ostensible profession was a forensic doctor who didn't interact much with people, this didn't mean she didn't understand human affairs. Judging from the black-clothed Ghost God's precise action, it was clear that this man had known the whereabouts of the person he was looking for long ago.
Although she didn't know why he insisted on having the people in the Troll Black Market hand him over themselves, her extra words had clearly disrupted his plan.
Tang Song raised his wrist and looked at the countdown, which had five seconds left. Then he looked at the large pile of cultivation resources before him. It was truly a pity. Originally, he had a legitimate excuse to completely refine these Dark Creatures into part of the White Bone Banner.
After refinement of several sets and dozens of Demonic Path magic tools like Skeleton Demons, White Bone Banners, and Body-Protecting Armored Corpses, even though Tang Song cultivated the Tianhe True Method and had the Great Desolation Bell to suppress his mind, his personality was more or less affected. He gradually began to regard human life as worthless. Tang Song crossed his hands, pressing his two thumbs together a few times. Looking at the terrified Dwarves and Goblins huddled together, he pondered for a moment.
He raised his head, looking at the Dark Creatures before him who didn't dare to breathe loudly, and spoke calmly, "Everyone else in the Black Market can leave. The Trolls stay!"
The black mist behind Tang Song suddenly parted, revealing a passage leading to the outside world. A group of Orcs hesitated, but the people behind them pushed them. A Minotaur tentatively took two steps into the black mist. Seeing no sign of the black mist closing, he immediately took off running wildly towards the outside.
With one person going, the rest began to swarm out. Except for a few foolish Trolls who weren't very smart, other Trolls also mixed in with the crowd, trying to escape.
In the black mist, illusory soldiers holding long spears appeared. They intercepted these Trolls in groups of two or three. These irritable Trolls swung their fists, axes, and even raised machine guns, attacking these blocking Undead Soldiers. These soldiers were like ethereal illusions; their fists swung through empty air, and bullets passed through the soldiers into the black mist—
The Trolls' attacks couldn't harm these Undead Soldiers in the slightest, but the long spears in the hands of these Undead Soldiers accurately pierced into the chests of these Trolls! "Ah!"
Listening to the Trolls' wails, Blackwood Akiryo, who had been bowing ninety degrees and not daring to move, trembled. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead.
"Are you afraid, or do you pity them?"
Tang Song used his cane to lift Blackwood Akiryo's chin!
"I, I just..." Blackwood Akiryo looked at the handsome face of the man before her, feeling that her hand, accustomed to holding a scalpel, was trembling slightly.
"Alright! Go!" Tang Song rose from his chair and patted Blackwood Akiryo's shoulder:
"I am a person who distinguishes clearly between gratitude and grudges. Since the Troll Black Market dared to harbor the person I was looking for, there's no need for it to exist anymore! Don't you agree!?"
Blackwood Akiryo bowed repeatedly to Boss Tang and then slipped away, running out with the crowd.
"Go!"
Hellboy looked at the groups of Undead Soldiers slaughtering the Trolls. He grunted and was about to step forward to stop them, but Abe Sapien desperately pulled him back.
"Anu, think of Liz Sherman!"
Seeing that Hellboy Anu still intended to rush forward and fight desperately, Abe Sapien quickly said, "Think of Liz Sherman and the child in her belly!"
Child!? Hellboy Anu was instantly stunned. Liz Sherman was pregnant?
Lost and confused, he was half-dragged by Abe Sapien and walked out with the crowd.
"Boss! Should I?"
Kane looked at their retreating backs, touched the kukri knife behind his waist, and looked at Tang Song, making a throat-slitting gesture at his own neck.
"Forget it. I still have some credit, Boss. There are too many eyes, let them go!"
Tang Song stretched lazily, but the cane in his hand accurately blocked a Black Wizard.
"Old friend, you came and left without even saying hello. You caused me to lose quite a few Gunmen at the Dock back then!"
Urnos looked at the cane blocking his chest. Two ghost fires flickered under his cloak. He turned his head to look at Tang Song, "That matter back then, I was hired by Deacon Frost. Since he's dead, how about we call it even?"
"What do you think!"
Tang Song flicked his cane back, and a streak of crimson-white sword qi shot directly towards Urnos's head.
The lightning-fast sword qi white light directly tore apart Urnos's hood and pierced through his head! Fragments of the hood were blown away by the sword qi, revealing a skull that was mostly shattered.
At first glance, Tang Song thought it was a Skeleton Demon he had refined.
Urnos felt that this body was about to collapse again and was incredibly angry! He raised his staff, and countless phosphorescent fireballs rained down on Tang Song.
As an old relic who had lived since the Middle Ages, Urnos's ambition was undeniably lofty. He had always wanted to find a new, ownerless dimension, like Dormammu, and become a dimension lord, an evil god comparable to a Hell-Lord.
Over the years, he had thought of countless methods and finally found a dimension inhabited by Undead Creatures through the Blood God's Book. It was said that the Blood God had once gone to that dimension to capture headless Undead Knights. According to the records in the Blood God's Book, that dimension seemed to have no powerful dimension lord.
Urnos lingered in this Troll Black Market to collect materials and investigate that undead dimension. He hadn't even found the things yet, and not only was the Troll Black Market gone, but unexpectedly, this body of his was destroyed in the blink of an eye.
Urnos was furious. Watching the phosphorescent fireballs being crushed by Tang Song with a flick of his finger, shattered by an invisible handprint, he gritted his teeth and cursed for a while, then pressed his White Bone Staff. A strange magic array immediately appeared on the Ground.
Tang Song frowned. He swung his cane dozens of times in an instant, and the crimson-white sword light directly blasted Urnos into bone fragments.
But the magic array did not disappear with Urnos. The Black Market Ground began to shake violently, and faint pitch black flame could be seen emerging from the cracks in the Ground.
(End of chapter)