Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 491

At the same time, in a dark corner of the fairy boat, Huanlong was hiding there quietly, like a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness.

Her elegant yet evil face was half hidden by shadows, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with strange light, staring coldly at the scene before her.

Watching the four people of abundance being taken away by the majestic team of the Ten Kings, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted up, revealing a sneer full of disdain and ridicule. That smile was like an icy blade, cutting a chill in the darkness.

"Hmph, this is the consequence for disobeying me. Resurrection suddenly? Wishful thinking." The phantom voice was low and cold, like a curse coming from the depths of hell. Every word was filled with deep resentment and contempt, echoing in this silent corner.

There was a complex light flashing in her eyes, which contained both ridicule for the foolish behavior of the rich people and confidence in her own conspiracy.

In her opinion, those guys who tried to escape her control and resurrect Shuhu were just a group of ants who overestimated their own capabilities and could not understand even the tip of the iceberg of her great plan.

"The Buliren fleet is about to succeed in its plan, Hu Lei... I look forward to your performance again..." Huanlong murmured to herself, her eyes looking into the endless void, as if she could penetrate the universe and see that the Buliren fleet was methodically executing her carefully planned plan. Her eyes were full of expectation, just like a chess player waiting for his chess piece to reach a critical position and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

She had high hopes for Hu Lei. To her, this powerful being was like a master key to open the door to victory. He was a vital and indispensable part of her plan. Although he was killed, she could give him another chance.

As long as Bu Liren's fleet's plan is successfully completed, the entire fairy boat will tremble under her control.

By then, those who claim to be guardians of the Xianzhou Alliance will be vulnerable to the storm she stirs up, and will become stepping stones for her to reach the pinnacle of power. They will be ruthlessly trampled under her feet and leave a shameful mark of failure in the long river of history.

The phantom figure gradually became blurred in the darkness, preparing to leave this place, silently shuttling through every corner of the fairy boat, heading towards her secret base, where she will continue to command her minions and make final preparations for the upcoming war.

When Huanlong arrived at the secret base, the busy people around her seemed non-existent to her. Her eyes were firm and cold, and she walked straight towards the altar not far away that exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

This altar is where she holds ceremonies. It is engraved with various ancient runes, which flash with strange light.

After arriving at the altar, Huanlong took out a bottle.

The material of the bottle looks ancient, and there are some complex patterns on the surface. These patterns seem to have life, and a kind of power flows faintly.

The bottle contained some strange substances, which emitted a deep and evil rhythm. There were also residual energy fluctuations from when the thunder disappeared. The fluctuations were like heartbeats, as if they were waiting to be reawakened, waiting to release the power to destroy everything again.

Huanlong shook the bottle gently, and the energy fluctuations inside became stronger and stronger, as if responding to her call. She placed the bottle in the center of the altar and began to perform an ancient ritual around the bottle.

Her hands danced in the air, drawing complex trajectories. Each trajectory left a faint light, which gradually connected with the runes on the altar, making the runes shine brighter.

As the light grew stronger, the air around the altar began to twist violently, forming small whirlpools. Faint roars of pain could be heard from the whirlpools; it was the struggle of the soul sealed in the dark force.

"Hu Lei, your power will be used by me once again to fight for your revenge and glory." Huanlong chanted in a low voice, with a fanatical light flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly, the bottle trembled violently, and a blood-red light shot up into the sky. The vague figure of Hu Lei appeared in the light. Hu Lei's figure gradually became clearer, and his huge body appeared in front of Huanlong again, emitting an aura that was more powerful than before.

When the Buli people saw Huanlong's action, they all showed surprise. They stopped what they were doing, widened their eyes, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

"Is this the strength of the 'Messenger'? He can actually resurrect Hu Lei Zhan Shou? He has clearly already offered up the 'Red Moon' and it turned into energy and dissipated?" A Bu Liren murmured to himself, his voice filled with awe and confusion.

The other Buli people also nodded. They could not understand what they saw. In their opinion, Hu Lei's death should be irreversible, especially after the sacrifice of "Red Moon", it should have completely disappeared from this world.

However, Huanlong broke their cognition and resurrected Hu Lei in a nearly miraculous way, which made them even more awed and fearful of Huanlong's identity as a "priest".

Huanlong looked at the surprised expressions of the Buli people and just smiled contemptuously. That smile was full of disdain for them, as if he was mocking their ignorance and shallowness.

In order to play the role of an 'envoy' well, she studied 'hard' for a while.

These Bu Li people were just pawns for her to realize her plan, and their surprise and awe were exactly what she needed.

As long as she can continue to maintain this mysterious and powerful image, she will be able to better control them and make them serve her plans.

In her eyes, these Buli people were like a group of blindly following ants. As long as she gave them enough shock and benefits, she would make them willingly work for her. And now, she had successfully taken the first step.

"Who are you?" Hu Lei's voice echoed around the altar like thunder.

Huanlong frowned slightly. She didn't expect that Hu Lei didn't recognize her at all.

In her plan, she thought that even if Hu Lei's consciousness was a little fuzzy, he would at least feel a little familiar with her. But at this moment, she only saw deep doubt and distrust in Hu Lei's eyes.

It seems that the contents of this book are not complete.

Huanlong looked at an ancient book placed next to the altar and raised his hand to destroy it.

Hu Lei's memory still remains at the scene before he was killed by Feixiao. In his consciousness, the last thing he saw was Feixiao's resolute eyes and fierce attack, and then endless darkness.

He didn't understand why he was here now, facing a strange guy with a weird aura.

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