Job Change For All: Blood Mage, Am I Anemic?

Chapter 447: A Blessing In Misfortune! Power Beyond Mortals!

What everyone doesn't know is that when everyone in the evil way was defeated and returned from the "Battlefield of Different Dimensions".

All of them were severely punished by lowering their ranks by one rank!

But there is one exception, and that is the Demon Daoist!

Man is not as good as God!

After being bound to the statue of the god of the faction, the demon Taoist master almost died of complete madness because he realized the divinity in the statue and touched the opportunity to break through the god rank!

But at this critical moment, he was blessed by misfortune. He was reduced by one level, and he completely got rid of the curse of "breaking through the god level and dying".

Moreover, those divine powers that he had comprehended remained in his body.

Let him become the only mortal in history who can master the "divine power" at the stage of destiny.

This also means that he has the power beyond the destiny!

At least Xie Wudao thinks so.

Of course, what he didn't know was that a young man named Ye Xinghe had also mastered the "divine power" at the mortal stage.

But after obtaining such a great fortune, it also brought some sequelae.

While the divine power of comprehension remained in his body, the madness of the past also remained in his body.

But Xie Wudao didn't know how much divine power and madness remained in the body of the evil Taoist master.

The only thing I can know is that the current demon Taoist master is extremely irritable and cruel.

Xie Wudao once saw with his own eyes that the two waiters who served the demon Taoist had their necks broken by the demon Taoist master because they walked a little loudly.

Whenever he thinks of this, Xie Wudao can always feel a chill run up his spine.

From that day on, he also readjusted his position, reminding himself all the time, not to anger the current demon Taoist master.

otherwise……

"No way... what are you thinking?"

Suddenly, Xie Wudao, who was in a daze, was brought back to reality by the most frightening voice.

When he regained his composure, his brain began to work rapidly, and he stammered, "I... I was thinking, what do people on the right way think about us?"

He was still calm on the surface, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Looking at the evil Taoist master shrouded in black mist, Xie Wudao couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

Never since he was born had he been so afraid of a person.

"Hehe, don't care what they think, let them be happy for a while first."

The evil Taoist master sneered, and looked at the other side, where the Righteous camp was full of laughter and laughter.

Everyone in the righteous camp noticed the eyes of the evil Taoist master, and they all nodded and greeted with a smile on their faces, as if they were victors.

"My lord pope, look over at the demonic path."

"Are you trying to show our goodwill to us?"

Zhan Cangqiong, the president of the Jagged Society, turned his head and asked the Pope beside him in a low voice.

Zhan Cangqiong's face looks very rough, giving people a feeling that he doesn't take care of it often.

With thick eyebrows and a thick nose.

His voice sounds very heroic, but with a little local accent.

The Pope frowned upon hearing this, "According to his character, he won't be the one to admit defeat so easily."

"Since he is here in person today, we should be more careful next time."

"oh?"

"Does His Excellency know so much about the mysterious demon Taoist master?"

Zhan Cangqiong frowned, and looked at the Pope in surprise.

"Hmm..." A strange look flashed in the pope's eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

"Of course. After all, I have been an opponent for hundreds of years. Of course I know him well."

"I see." Zhan Cangqiong nodded, "However, are you too cautious, my lord Pope? Now our situation is very good. If you are too conservative, what will other forces think?"

He said carelessly, and very disregarding his image, he stuck his finger into his nostril and turned it around a few times.

Seeing his movements, the Pope couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

Although Zhan Cangqiong is the president of the Iron Blood Society, he never cared about his own image.

Often in public, do some embarrassing things.

But because of its super strength, even in the ninth level of Destiny, it still exists sideways.

This also led to, even if he had criticisms, he did not dare to express dissatisfaction in front of him.

However, the Pope likes his character very much, at least not the kind of "hypocrite" who is good at covering up.

When dealing with him, you don't have to think about so many twists and turns.

The Pope explained patiently, "I don't care what other people think, but I must make my subordinates be careful."

"After all, if something goes wrong, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

"What can go wrong now? Didn't the rightful traitor Long Family get kicked out by us?"

"Who else can stab us in the back?"

Zhan Cangqiong said nonchalantly.

Speaking of the righteous traitor Long's family, he turned his head to look at the evil way.

Staring fixedly at Long Zhan, the leader of the Long Family who was sitting safely behind the demon Taoist master.

Long Zhan noticed Zhan Cangqiong's eyes, and he didn't feel any guilt at all, but just gave him a blank look indifferently.

"Fuck! This bastard!"

"See if I don't tear him apart!"

Seeing Long Zhan's attitude, Zhan Cangqiong immediately became furious.

A fighting spirit that broke through the sky suddenly rose from his body, which shocked the other people who were chatting around.

What's going on here?

What's going on with the president of the Iron Blood Association?

"The president of the war calms down."

The church hastily raised its hand to suppress the erupting war sky.

The moment he raised his hand, a milky white halo appeared on his hand, and when it shrouded Zhan Cangqiong's body, Zhan Cangqiong's angry and red eyes also clarified a little.

Skill! Bright and clear heart method!

Immediately, the redness in Zhan Cangqiong's eyes gradually began to dissipate.

"President, what's the matter with you! Who dares to mess with our Iron Society! As long as you order, we will fuck him!"

"Exactly! Who dares to bully our Sangvis Society! I will be the first to rush forward!"

"The direction of the president's finger is my battlefield!"

"..."

After Zhan Cangqiong got angry, the elders of the Iron Blood Society around him also immediately surrounded him, screaming in anger.

"It's all right...it's all right...get back to your seats, everyone."

When the pope saw the gang of "muscular men" surrounded by the Jagged Society, he immediately felt a lot of pressure.

The tone slowed down, comforting everyone to go back.

Everyone looked at the Pope in surprise, and then asked Zhan Cangqiong softly: "President... Shall we sit back?"

"call……"

Zhan Cangqiong, who had forced the Pope to calm down with his skills, let out a heavy breath.

Then he waved his hands impatiently to the elders, "Go back!"

"okay."

The elders of the Jagged Society all had smiles on their faces.

They felt relieved when they heard the president, Zhan Cangqiong, scolding them.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhan Cangqiong asked suspiciously: "Master Pope, why did you stop me?"

"Long Zhan, that guy who deserves a beating, I should rush over and deal with him!"

“妈的！以前那老小子就爱装逼！现在成了丧家之犬，还是爱装逼！就是欠揍！”