Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent

"When are you going to come back? Your wooden house should not be still at the first level when ours had built. You are the castellan!"

Edward teased with a smile.

"Yes, I'm still the castellan. I can't live in a shabby wooden house every day, right? But I have something else to do. This is also an important task. If I complete it, our Bramble City will have a brighter future!"

Dick replied to Edward.

"Okay, I see. I will help you fix your wooden house first. But what's your task? If possible, I will help you,"

Dick shook his head and refused Edward's kindness. He was the only one who could complete this task. Although Edward's current level was not low, it was still difficult to keep up with him.

The reason why he went to the dark castle with him before was that Edward's nature was just right to restrain it.

This time he went to the devil valley, although the task hint did not say what kind of magical beasts Dick would face this time, it should be fire-type.

Edward's talent didn't have an advantage over this. With his level being suppressed, it was too difficult to achieve results.

After hearing Dick's explanation, Edward felt a little sorry, but he could only accept Dick's opinion. He made up his mind to spare more time to kill magical beasts and upgrade as soon as possible.

After the conversation with Edward was over, Dick cleaned up the traces left by him and was about to go to the devil valley.

When his body disappeared on the lonely snowfield, a voice suddenly came from the deep cold pool.

"That's right. What a powerful human! It has only been more than a month since the beginning of the killing world. He has actually been able to collect three king-level magical beasts' hearts. This has never happened before."

Another voice chuckled.

"You're right. You've never praised a human like this before. Do you think this human can really create a miracle? Or do you believe that he's a person who can save the earth?"

"I'm just praising him. Since he thinks he can create a miracle, let him do it. Don't forget that we are just supervisors."

"Well, I understand. You mean that we can't interfere with the decisions of humans in the world and can't affect them. This kind of thing has been said countless times, and I have already learned it."

"You'd better do that. We just need to watch quietly. If they obtained redemption, it's their own ability. If they die in this world of killing, it's their own choice."

After the voice finished speaking, the two voices disappeared at the same time.

The water in the cold pool was so quiet that no one could tell what was the difference from before. No one would have thought that there would be two mysterious voices hiding in this lonely snowfield.

Dick, of course, didn't notice what had happened after he left. He ran all the way to the devil valley and arrived at the entrance of the valley in a few hours.

There were jagged rocks of grotesque shapes. Standing at the entrance of the devil valley, Dick felt creepy as if his whole body was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

The stones at the entrance of the devil valley formed a ferocious grimace. It was unknown if it was because of the extraordinary workmanship of the natural environment here, or because of some mysterious power in this land that had turned the stones into this.

The sky was always covered with dark clouds. Even if it was still daytime, the sunlight could not penetrate the dark clouds. He could only see a faint light passing through the black clouds and sprinkling a blurry shadow of light to the devil valley.

The wind blew through the valley and made a sharp roar as if the whole valley was threatening Dick, an intruder, to die. It was as if it had come to life!

Dick took a deep breath and put his body against the rock wall. Then he changed into a black robe, trying to hide his body and move forward along the wall.

The devil valley was like a maze, with countless forks spreading like branches. Even though Dick had tried hard to remember the path he had taken, he was still inevitably lost in this huge maze.

A cold sweat streaked across Dick's forehead. He found that he had underestimated the difficulty of this task. To be ranked fourth in the tasks, it should not be as simple as he thought!

There was a rustling sound in his ears. He didn't know if it was the sound of wind or from the magical beast.

In the darkness, there were countless pairs of yellow eyes staring at Dick. They were impatient to grit their teeth, and their sharp claws scratched the rock wall, making the sound of gritting teeth.

Dick stopped abruptly. He couldn't go on. More than ten "tails" had followed him.

When he turned around, he met those eyes in the darkness.

In the crevice, Dick found those yellow eyes again. They didn't panic but showed themselves out of the darkness.

They were huge bats, their faces covered with bone masks, and a pair of wings also exposed their bones. There was a thin film between the bones, and two huge eye patterns were carved on them.

They widened their wings but didn't fly. Instead, they maintained this strange posture and howled at Dick.

Circles of ripples spread out from their wings, and Dick only felt that everything in front of him was a mess. The ripples from the eye patterns were shaking as if they were distorting Dick's vision, causing the entire valley to begin to distort.

His body seemed to be divided into countless small pieces at this moment, scattered on the ground. Although he could still clearly feel every part of his body, he could not control it alone.

Dick didn't panic. Instead, he thought it was funny. Ever since he plundered the spiritual power and talent of the demonic jackal king, now he was not afraid of the spirit control skill at all.

Seeing that Dick had been frozen in place, the bats thought they had caught their prey, so they opened their wings and wanted to land on Dick to enjoy their delicious food.

But when they flew to Dick, they were surprised to find that their prey was looking at them with a smile.

"Ghost-faced bats? They can control the spirit. It seems that the devil in the devil valley is not real.