C703 Awakening of the Strong
C703 Awakening of the Strong
A damp and gloomy aura assaulted his face, causing Joseph to feel extremely uncomfortable.
The moment he stepped into the secret chamber, the door closed with a loud bang.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew past, extinguishing the oil lamp in his hand.
Even if it was Joseph, at this moment, he was actually a little afraid.
Just at this moment, a voice came out of nowhere, as if the door to the room had opened.
It was as if the door to the chamber had not been opened for centuries. It let out a sound that caused people to gnash their teeth in pain. The sound echoed out incessantly throughout the quiet chamber.
"Isn't this little Joseph? How could you think of coming to see us! " A slightly green voice sounded like a phantom within the darkness.
Joseph anxiously looked around, but was unable to pinpoint the direction of the voice, "Is that Uncle Crawford?"
"Little Joseph, can't you hear my voice?" With that said, Joseph immediately felt a gust of wind.
After that, the walls around the secret room lit up with many lights.
However, these lights were all a pale blue, like the flames of ghosts.
Lighting up the light, Joseph was finally able to clearly see his surroundings.
In front of him, there were actually eight coffins with similar shapes.
Unlike the coffins in the Central Plains, the coffins in Western Europe were designed to fit a human body.
The lid of one of the coffins had already been opened. In front of the coffin stood a handsome young man.
Joseph could immediately tell that this person was his uncle, Crawford.
"Uncle Crawford, your strength has actually increased again. You are truly the fortune of our Valenpool Family!" Joseph immediately flattered.
"Your eyes aren't too good!" Unexpectedly, Crawford actually waved his hand slightly. "Although my power has increased, my level of power has yet to reach the level of a grand duke. I can only be considered a false grand duke!"
The Valenpool Family was represented by the power of an ancient title. The so called Grand Duke was the legendary Earth God and the Earth Immortal.
In the Central Plains, the False Grand Duke was known as the body of a half-immortal.
"Uncle Crawford, a powerhouse has appeared in the Central Plains. In terms of America and the rankings that the Central Plains announces, his rank is above yours!" Joseph anxiously said.
"Central Plains?" "The Central Plains has always been a mysterious country. I never thought that they would have such a strong person in this world!"
Crawford had once witnessed the glory of the British Empire.
Initially, when the Unsetting Sun Empire had ruled the world, Crawford and Valenpool Family had been an integral part of it.
In the post-Black Blood Clan era, Crawford did not allow his Black Blood Clan to decline, but instead pushed it to the peak.
Not only did he defeat the enmity Vatican, he also inserted the "Rice Banner" into the whole world.
However, only in the far east did Crawford and his family suffer a great blow.
Crawford felt his blood boil as he thought back to those days.
"What kind of strength does an expert from the Central Plains possess?" Crawford asked.
"Primary God Stage, but he possesses the power to defeat Peak of God Stage, and he has even forced Russia to bow down and cede a large piece of land!" Joseph said truthfully.
"Russia!" Hearing this, even Crawford couldn't help but reveal a terrified expression. The powerful Russia had actually been defeated by a Central Plains powerhouse.
The only powerhouse that Crawford had not conquered was in Russia.
"Interesting, truly interesting. I never thought that after we return to seclusion, this world would still be so interesting!" Crawford laughed, and then he went out of the chamber.
No one could withstand such temptation, the temptation of a newly emerged expert.
Crawford liked to challenge the strong the most.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared out of thin air. "Crawford, you can't leave!"
At the same time that the voice spoke, an enormous pressure also appeared.
Even though Joseph possessed the power of a Count, and powerful Black Blood Clan, he was not able to hold on for even a second in front of this pressure.
Even after kneeling on the ground, Joseph still couldn't help but shiver.
"The prince of Black Blood Clan will descend upon Earth, we cannot leave this place!" That voice came out again. At the same time, Joseph heard the coffin open again.
But at this time, he didn't dare to look up.
"Alright, then I'll listen to you!" Crawford said somewhat helplessly.
"Little Joseph, once the Blood Clan Prince arrives, our Valenpool Family will be able to regain control of the world. I'm giving you a treasure. When you go back, keep a low profile and don't fight with others. Do you understand? " The mysterious voice said again.
Joseph immediately kowtowed, "I understand, I understand!"
In the next second, Joseph felt the pressure on his body dissipate. Just as he wanted to raise his head to look, there was a powerful force that pushed him out of the room.
Joseph fell to the ground in a sorry state, but a dagger had fallen beside him!
In the Vatican, the current Pope was praying.
At this time, a bright light suddenly appeared on the roof, like a Golden Crow falling to the ground, dazzling the audience so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.
When the brilliance dissipated, everyone saw a youth with wings on his back floating down.
In the Arctic Icecap, in the midst of the violent snowstorm, a low door of an ice house suddenly opened. A strong man walked out from inside, his body completely wrapped in a worn out leather jacket.
The brawny man looked vigilantly in a certain direction. In the midst of the flying snow, three figures had actually appeared.
"Old friend, long time no see!" the leader shouted in pure Russian.
"Eric, you actually dared to appear here!" The muscular man immediately picked up his weapon, an extremely well-maintained spear.
He pointed his spear at the three of them. An invisible killing intent was lingering in the air and didn't dissipate for a long time.
"Seth, now is not the time to fight. We have a common enemy!" While saying that, Erik looked to the south.
In the plains of Africa, in the Amazon rainforest, in the wilderness of Mexico, in the northern European mountains, countless strong beings had appeared because of God Ranking and Dark Ranking.
He picked up the weapon that had been sealed for a long time, and began the battle between the strong.
Since ancient times, there has been no number one, and there has never been a number two. No matter what kind of strength the Martial Cultivator possessed, in her heart, she always dreamed of being number one under the heavens.
Many people woke up to see news appearing all over the world. They immediately realized that their understanding of the world was about to be overturned.
However, a group of people didn't seem to be disturbed by the chaotic international situation when they were in the Meng Country's grassland.
"Great Shaman, we have found the 12 girls needed for the sacrifice!" Hundreds of people respectfully kneeled in front of a dilapidated tent.
If people from other countries saw this, they would really think that this tent was abandoned.
Behind the worshipping crowd, there was a modern truck.
The truck was originally used to transport livestock, but at this time, in the cage, there were actually 12 young girls of different seasons locked up.
"Everyone, don't be afraid, my brother will definitely come to save us!" One of the slender young ladies said with determination in her eyes.