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17 King of the Demon City, Van Feem !

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If one were to talk about the Solomon Islands, the most famous ship lady would naturally be Xi Li.

She, who was jokingly called a poi, was often mixed with short sentences like 'f * ck poi' and 'f * ck it and stand it at night'.

It was only because of her hair that was similar to that of a dog that she had received so many bad nicknames.

However, during the Solomon Sea Battle during World War II, Xi Li was like a Chihua who had been freed from a leash…I mean, he was as ferocious as a fox-dog.

Even though the name of Xi Li had faded with the destruction of the militaristic government, it had accumulated a lot of fame during World War II.

In the moon-shaped world, fame and legends would bring about a boost in strength. It was precisely because of this that the extremely well-known Destroyer Sunset would also gain great power once it was resurrected, right?

It was definitely as powerful as a jackal, which was why Rhode set foot on Solomon Islands to search for the 'floating warship' that he had always dreamed of.

The capital of Solomon Islands, Horania, was different from those remote villages and towns. As the largest political and trade center of the archipelago, it also had the appearance of a modern city. Of course, it was a city like Rio. It was even worse than Rio in terms of size and security.

As the Infinidi drove into Horania, an invisible magical wave swept past Rhode's body, causing him to freeze as he enjoyed the soft and plump lap pillow of the maid.

There was no activity in the magic power, but it was filled with the smell of decay. It was similar to the magic power he had in Faerun. It was obvious that it came from the existence that controlled negative energy.

If he was still in Faerun, he might have suspected that he had encountered a Lich, but in the Crescent world, he had to consider the flood of Death Apostles.

" Tsk, Death Apostle huh…" Rhode said lightly, his tone solemn and cautious.

Whether it was the Death Apostles or the Vampires, these undead creatures all had one thing in common-they had a long time to squander. Once they completely provoked these trash, they would probably be chased to the ends of the earth.

Once they saw humans as food, they became a transcendent existence. Human laws and ethics were completely abandoned. Enemies without a bottom line were the most troublesome.

At this moment, the Infinidi suddenly stopped.

"Master, someone is blocking the way. The detection shows that he is a Death Apostle, and the threat level is extremely low.”The maid sitting in the driver's seat said softly, her words filled with killing intent. "Should I kill him or let the others…"

"No need. Since the host invited me, I have to give him face.”Rhode smiled gently, but in fact, he was cursing in his heart.

This was a country of black people! Most vampires were picky eaters. They had never heard of a vampire who liked to wander in Africa, but now they had met such a weirdo.

As the maid elegantly opened the door, Rhode heard the words that were spoken first.

" Mr. Rhode, I've heard about you for a long time." The Death Apostle looked like a gentleman in his late twenties, but he wasn't as young as he looked.

"Oh? I don't think my reputation will reach the ears of you little bats.”

Rhode's tone was unfriendly as he pretended to be a noble in the Clock Tower, intending to trick this Death Apostle.

" That's a pity. It seems like Mr. Rhode doesn't know much about the Death Apostles under 'Vanfeim'.”The Death Apostle shrugged, his smile bitter. "Our Lord, the Lord of the Demon City, Van Feem, has asked me to stay here permanently because he is worried about the ecological protection of mankind.”

The Death Apostle looked like he was about to die, but Rhode didn't pity him. Instead, he smiled and teased him.

"Mr. Van Feem is ambitious, it is really not something we can consider. I still have to work in Solomon Islands, so let's part ways.”

After knowing that this Death Apostle was a subordinate of 'Vanferm', Rhode's vigilance eased slightly. Although Vanferm', the Death Apostles under him were undoubtedly the most docile. After all, in Solomon Islands, which believed in the Church of the Cross, this Death Apostle had never been punished by the Holy Church. This was enough to explain many things.

"If Mr. Rhode needs any help, I can do my best.”The Death Apostle said in a low voice, but there was a different expression in his eyes.

"Oh? What's the price?" Rhode said with a smile, his fingers caressing the ancient pistol on his waist. That pistol once had the epic 'Assassination of Lincoln' and its popularity was so powerful that it could even kill a magus instantly.

" The price is some knowledge. I need your information on 'enchanted weapons', including your ideas on modifying modern weapons.”The Death Apostle chuckled, his voice filled with envy. "I think Lord Van Feem will like this gift.”

" Interesting. It seems like you're very proficient in the ways of the world…" Rhode chuckled. "Pleasure working with you. I need to fish out the Sunrise destroyer from the Pacific Ocean and then renovate it with modern technology. It will be equipped with a layer of outer armor and installed with the latest radar and weapon systems.”

"No problem. For Master Van Feem who controls Las Vegas, any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.”

The Death Apostle said rather tactfully, a look of joy appearing on his face.

If he could please the Lord, he could probably leave this archipelago, right?

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In the study of a manor in Las Vegas, a spirited middle-aged man was sipping red wine and admiring the beautifully written research materials in front of him.

"Oh? Rhode? What an interesting rookie. He actually thought of combining modern weapons with magic, coinciding with me…Looks like he's also a magician who doesn't care about honor.”

At this moment, a thin piece of paper fell from the pile of information. On it was written in eye-catching handwriting," Regarding the transformation and practical use of large-scale war golems."

"This…could it be that little fellow's gift…"

A sinister smile appeared on Van Feem's face. He suddenly stood up, his face filled with unconcealable joy.

"You actually have such attainments in the path of golems. Who exactly are you? Hohenheim? Or Avis Bloom?"

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