Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent

The villagers lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look at Bill. After a long time, the elder slowly sighed and slowly walked down the high platform. He looked at Dick and Bill and said.

"You are not here today, and you didn't hear what I just announced. It's not your fault. Up to now, I have to apologize to you. In fact, I have been lying to you about the prediction all the time."

The elder's expression was very heavy, and his old bark-like face was full of deep sadness.

"In fact, not everyone from the Bramble City is qualified to save us. Only the castellan of Bramble City, which has the title of the rookie king, can save us. And the time when the rookie king appeared has passed yesterday."

He grabbed his hair with both hands and said helplessly and sadly.

"However, the rookie king did not appear to save us. From now on, there will never be a rookie king again. The fate of our race is over! The secret race will eventually be devoured by Zac!"

The elder was a little excited. He waved his arms and trembled as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

Bill's eyes looked as if he was dead. It took him a long time to find the hope to save the whole race, but it was ruthlessly shattered. This was a huge blow to anyone.

Dick's young face didn't seem to be able to become the rookie king and the castellan of Bramble City. He looked so young that the elder and other villagers didn't even ask him if he was the castellan of Bramble City.

"I'm sorry to let you come here in vain. Maybe the fate of our secret race will only be destroyed. We will be destroyed by Zac and disappear in this valley forever."

Bill smiled bitterly. He didn't think Dick would be the castellan of Bramble City. Although the power that Dick had shown was completely beyond his cognition, in Bill's impression, all the strong people should be older people.

Dick sighed, grabbed the back of his head, and patted Bill on the shoulder.

"I'm just one day late. Who says I can't be the rookie king or the castellan of Bramble City?"

The elder looked at Dick with a puzzled look and asked.

"What did you say? You are the castellan of Bramble City? That's impossible. You are so young, how could you have such achievements? Young man, although I know that your strength must be very strong, the two titles of the rookie king and the castellan of Bramble City, are not something anyone can bear."

Dick smiled helplessly. It seemed that he had to show them some evidence to make them believe him.

With a flip of his hand, the castellan appointment letter appeared in his hand. He smiled and handed it to the elder.

"Now you should believe me, right? I am the castellan of Bramble City, I am the rookie king. I just arrived here one day late."

The elder's hands kept trembling. He looked at the name on the castellan appointment letter in disbelief, and then looked at the young man in front of him. No matter how hard he persuaded himself, it was difficult to combine the young face with the word castellan.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath, knelt and kowtowed hard.

"Respectful Dick! Great Savior! Elder Becky Zac, on behalf of the whole Zac clan, please save us!"

As Becky fell to his knees, the entire Zac clan fell to the ground. They called out Dick's name and swore on their lives to ask Dick to save them.

"Great Savior, if you can save us out of the bitter sea, all of us will swear with our lives that we will become servants who can die for you! We will be your spear and shield!"

Dick was shocked by the elder's words.

Become a servant? That was to say, he could successfully recruit the first group of villagers in the intermediate world? What was more, he got the master-servant contract at the cost of their lives!

This meant that from the moment the Zac clan concluded the contract, they had handed over everyone's life to him.

He hurried to help Becky up.

"Elder, please get up first and ask them to get up as well. I will try my best to help you. Before that, please tell me what I have to do."

Becky's wrinkled face was full of joy. He held Dick's hand tightly and walked to the high platform, hinting him to look at the crystal ball in the center of the platform.

"This is the symbol of Zac's attack. The redder this crystal ball is, the more horrible its attack will be. In my 120 years of life, I have never seen such a deep red color. If it weren't for you, our race might have been destroyed today."

Dick looked at the blood-red crystal ball. As the elder said, the crystal ball seemed to contain irresistible blood, and he felt a chill all over his body just by looking at it.

"Zac will attack our village at dusk. This is the curse of our village. That's why we lock ourselves in such a stone wall."

Hearing Becky's words, Dick looked at the surrounding stone wall. As expected, there were countless ferocious claw marks on the stone wall around the village.

The claw marks were so huge that it was hard to imagine how terrifying a creature was that it could make such terrifying marks.

"There is less than an hour left before dusk. I think it will come soon."

Becky closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice.

"Really? In that case, I'll wait here for him. Escape can't solve the problem. I'll be here to help you kill it at dusk today."

Dick said in a low voice. Then he sat down in the seat facing the claw marks, squinted his eyes and waited for Zac quietly.

Everyone kept silent and didn't dare to take a deep breath.

Everyone knew that this was a battle about their fate. Whether they were saved from suffering or died here, it was all in the battle of Dick.

Blood-red clouds gathered in the sky. The sun slowly set, and a strong smell of blood fell from the sky, disgusting.

A huge figure loomed in the clouds, and every step it took would cause the entire ground to tremble.

A pair of triangular eyes gradually emerged from the clouds, like red and black blood fog. A strong aura of death pierced Dick's eyes through the eyes.