Chapter 1070: Grasping a Slim Chance of Survival, Black Dragon Lord_2

Chapter 1070 -878: Grasping a Slim Chance of Survival, Black Dragon Lord_2

Heart racing, sweat pouring, hands itching!

——System alert: Breakfast time ended!

Light shines again!

In that instant, Chun’s transmission activated!

The light vanished, the dining cart disappeared. The key point is, there was no system warning! Successfully muddied the waters.

However, Chun didn’t know if the breadcrumb transmission succeeded or not, and didn’t dare to look at his fingers, for fear of getting caught by that tiny action.

Speaking of which, after breakfast should come interrogation, right? If the interrogation means switching prisons again, wasn’t all this effort for nothing?

Waited for a while, but no interrogation followed.

Suddenly, a small voice came from Chun’s Divine Domain.

Chun’s heart skipped a beat, immediately switched to his Divine Domain to look, indeed it was the Curse Crow, but it didn’t call, only released breathing sounds! No system alert of curse received.

It worked!!

Chun was overjoyed, this isn’t just breathing? It’s a glimpse of hope he fought for himself! No system alert is great, this slight flow won’t alert the water meter!

So, what Divine Realm Prison, just a bunch of San Ge, nothing more!

Since the main account is safe with hope, Chun switched to the small account, kept an eye on Earth Lotus’s progress, and monitored the status of curses on the small account’s Dark Divine Format. According to the idea, as long as all the curse sounds go to the Curse Crow, it should quiet down here, then refining the Dark Divine Format would be successful, perhaps even gaining the true power of the Dark Divine Format?

…

Ten Lords Chat Group.

Everyone greeted each other good morning while munching on burgers.

Sela finally woke up, but her Spirit seemed a bit off.

Gabriel worriedly asked, “Mei, are you sure Sela’s condition is okay?”

Metatron checked the data, “No problem, it’s like pulling an all-nighter at a rave! She’ll get used to it.”

Sela let out a long sigh, “Don’t feel like moving, don’t want to sleep either.”

Gabriel smiled and asked, “Then what exactly do you want to do?”

Raphael teased, “Still want Fak?”

Michael sighed, “Sela, get moving, return to Black Iron City, four noble ladies are making a spectacle of themselves in Black Iron City.”

Sela weakly responded, “My character is still on black screen recovery…”

Michael asked again, “Samuel hasn’t woken yet? Might miss the 6 o’clock interrogation.”

Butler: “No, Mr. Samuel stayed up two nights in a row, extremely exhausted.”

Uriel grumpily commented, “What a weakling, can’t handle just two nights?”

Metatron sighed, “I haven’t been interrogated, probably neither will Samuel. Seems like the Emperor wants to imprison us Sages indefinitely without reason.”

Just then, a team member reported live: “Black Iron City’s teleportation array showed a stunningly beautiful nun in black robes who we’ve never seen before!”

Uriel jolted, “It’s the Black Dragon Lord! She said she’d come over after finishing the fortress business, didn’t expect her so soon!”

Michael urged, “Sela! Her character is your mentor, your mission is to accompany her to Iron Flame Village to see her child, the Black Dragon God! Also exploit her abilities as much as possible to develop yourself.”

Sela sighed, “So much stuff, got it…”

…

Imperial Holy Emerald City camp hotel.

Sela’s black screen finally recovered, opening her eyes to the sky with the roof blown off by the Divine Realm last night.

Head Maid Libnahi was waiting beside her.

Sela was taken aback, “Madam Head Maid, have you been staying by my side the whole time?”

Gabriel chuckled, “That’s considerate. Without her watching over, imagine if the other NPCs in the camp took turns having fun with Sela?”

Sela snapped, “Bitch, shut up!”

Head Maid sighed, “Just consider it my vacation. Now that Elder is awake, I should return to the Golden Divine Throne to report, let’s go.”

The two descended the hotel, the camp leader was respectfully waiting, “Elder, although the guild leader was captured, our business must continue.”

Silva nodded, “Rest assured, I will uphold the guild leader’s vision, and make our cake bigger. Time is money, I’m off.”

“Please, this way to the teleportation array!”

Then arrived at the Empire Main City teleportation array.

Head Maid said, “Well then, Elder, farewell.”

Sela was reluctant, “I’d like to stay in contact, will I have that chance later?”

Head Maid sighed, “Perhaps, if Elder registers for consort selection——”

As she spoke, she handed Sela a report, “As Palace Maid Chief, I have the right to investigate and recommend some beauties, your performance last night was impeccable. With my recommendation letter, you’re already shortlisted. Consider it well.”

Sela was really surprised, “Oh, I can be recommended? I get it now!”

“Looking forward to your good news!”

The lords were all abuzz, “Consort selection is that easy?”

Sela smugly declared, “I’m just that outstanding, okay?”

Gabriel bitingly remarked, “Clearly assessed from bed by a bitch! This Emperor, just loves fakking bitches huh?”

Sela chuckled, “Gabriel, I think you’re the one who really wants to try getting fak’d, should I hand you this report instead?”

Gabriel grinned, “Wait till I revive!”

Sela scoffed, “Wishful thinking! This is the bond of friendship between Head Maid and me! Speaking of which, seems like I was in a threesome with her last night…”

Raphael laughed, “Not seems, it definitely was, though your screen was blurry, Head Maid’s traces were rather clear…”

Sariel fumed, “Chun got off too easy, didn’t he! Rachael, what’s Chun’s status?”

Butler: “Mr. Rachael has not yet awakened.”

Sariel angrily shouted, “Boss, Rachael is slacking off! How can he slack on sorting out Chun?”

Michael helplessly replied, “Rachael also doesn’t have permission to constantly check the prison. Anyway, as long as Rachael’s evidence isn’t ready, the Divine Realm delays interrogation a day, it’s a good thing.”

Sela grumbled, “Can we stop talking about Chun?”

Gabriel joked, “I’m wondering, if Sela still wants fak, apart from Chun, which other player can trigger fak mode?”

Sela was furious, “Bitch, shut up!”

Amidst the banter, the teleportation array finished loading, Black Iron City arrived.

Butler instantly directed, “Black Dragon Lord is right on the outskirts of Prayer Plaza, observing the crowd.”

Uriel reminded, “Remember to call her mentor when you see her.”

“Got it.”

Silva’s appearance immediately stirred among nearby players. No doubt these were all various sentinels from the Divine Team, surely the Black Dragon Lord’s arrival had drawn their attention.

Silva approached the plaza, as expected, players surrounded the “mentor.”

A mysterious atmosphere seemed to surround the mentor, ordinary players couldn’t approach within two meters.

However, Sela wasn’t an ordinary player, so she stepped forward, moving through a pressure wall like water waves to enter the aura, suddenly she clearly saw her mature and enchanting silhouette. Even as a woman, Sela couldn’t help but marvel at this perfect modeling.

“Mentor, Silva has arrived late.”

The mentor turned her head, beauty beyond mortal comprehension: “Silva, huh? What’s happening with all these people in the plaza?”

Uriel immediately explained the mermaid event’s backstory in the chat group.

Sela grumbled, “Uriel, can you imitate an NPC correctly?”

Silva replied, “I came here to investigate because of this matter. By the way, the lady in pajamas on the podium, Vivian, is my friend, and the four noble ladies beside are my guild’s newly joined Empire Trade Consultants from last night.”

The mentor got curious, “You have a guild?”

Silva said, “Yes, the top-ranked adventurer guild in Black Iron City.”

The mentor grinned, “Can I join?”

Silva was taken aback, “The vice-president has this authority, but she’s in Iron Flame Village looking after the Black Dragon God!”

The mentor chuckled, “I’m going there anyways, but the village is dull compared to a big city, just accompany me for a while first.”

“It would be my honor!”

…

At this time, Peeping Immortal resisted immense pressure, kneeling high on the platform to accompany four ladies praying.

Suddenly, the subordinate reported that a nun in black arrived via teleportation array.

Peeping was startled, that style, clearly a high-class NPC, and looked strikingly similar to Silva, who disappeared for two days, wonder if they’re related?

Normally, Peeping should have gone to trigger it, but now he’s praying on the high platform, unable to leave or move.

While he agonized over it, Silva appeared headed towards the Mentor! Both drew closer!

Peeping was anxious… could only wait until the prayer ended.