Gate of Revelation Chapter 620: [The Secret of the Wuya]

"Vulture ... Mr. Vulture!"

Delha quickly opened the door and called out of the thunderstorm chariot to meet him. Although he knew very well that Mr. Wuya had not been harmed at all just now, it was not harmful to show his concern at this time.

But just two steps later, Delha stopped embarrassingly.

Because the man in front of him is walking towards himself-

Nothing, naked!

Delha turned his head a little, and understood. Suddenly turned into such a huge snake-headed dragon, how could the clothes on him not be broken? !!

Delha hurriedly lowered his head, afraid to look at the teeth in front of him.

But there is no distress in Wuya's face.

With a faint smile, he approached Delha step by step, as if a well-dressed, just after lunch, was walking in his back garden and enjoying the sunshine and aristocratic gentleman.

"You did a good job, the thunderstorm chariot was not harmed at all. If there is something wrong with this chariot, then I will have a headache." Wuya came to Delha and politely poked at him. Nodded and smiled, "Yes, I forgot, your name is-"

"Delha. My name is Delha, Mr. Wuya." Seeing Wuya's attitude, Delha was so flattered that he quickly smiled.

Mr. Wuya was indifferent and impatient when he was in the car just now!

When he transformed into a snake-headed dragon and killed the Cara beast, he was also a "bug", mad and domineering.

Now he suddenly became so polite! Not only smile and speak to myself, but also so kind words!

Delha's heart pounded.

Although they are in the same covenant, Delha knows that he is only a small character, a very small character.

If it's not because the situation this time is too urgent, and let the big guys-such as Mr. Wuya-have to establish an alliance and recruit enough staff to deal with the refresh problem, Delha I'm afraid that after another one hundred refresh cycles, it is impossible to have such an equal dialogue with the vulnerabilities of Mr. Wuya and even fight together!

Now, Mr. Wuya has shown such great kindness to himself!

Delha can already see the scene after holding Mr. Wuya's thigh in the future.

After each time a copy of the customs clearance is refreshed into the end of the world, he will be able to follow behind Mr. Wuya and choose various equipment and items at will-of course, after Mr. Wuya has finished selecting.

Delha knows he's weak.

In the real world, he was just an ordinary miscellaneous fish. What's more, his strengthening direction is mainly on technology equipment. After entering the end of the world, because the personal system could not be opened, all the equipment and props that he once owned could no longer be taken out, and his strength fell sharply.

There is a bird called a toothpick bird. This kind of bird's way of living is that after the crocodile eats a meal each time, they come to floss their teeth and fill their belly with the residue of minced meat in the teeth.

Delha knows that at the end of the world, he can never become a crocodile.

Now, this big crocodile named Wuya seems to have fancy himself.

So, let's grab this crocodile tightly and be his toothpick bird!

"Well. Then, Mr. Delha, can you trouble me to get a suit out of the thunderstorm chariot?" Wuya smiled at Delha kindly: "The storage on the left hand side of the cockpit. In the material, just take a set. "

"Mr. Wuya, just call me Delha! It's my pleasure to serve you!"

Since entering the end of the world after death, this is the first time Delha has been added with the word "Mr." Moreover, it is still strong like Wuya! If there wasn't something else to do, he just wanted to be so excited that he immediately knelt and wept!

Delha rushed into the thunderstorm chariot quickly, took out a whole set of clothing in the storage compartment, and handed it to Wuya respectfully.

"Thank you." Wuya took the clothes with a smile, and slowly put it on her body.

He is very careful. From panties, to socks, to trousers ... Delha stood a little overwhelmed when he was wearing, his eyes wondering where to look.

This is an embarrassing moment. It seems like a few decades have passed. Wuya was dressed up neatly and patted his clothes with satisfaction. He smiled at Delha: "Tough work, Mr. Delha . You see, having the ability to transform is actually a very troublesome thing. At the end of the world, the clothes that are intact and fit my body are not so easy to find. "

"No, no, this is ..." Del Halen waved his hands, not knowing how to express his humility.

"Okay, you don't need to be so polite. By the way, since you asked me to help with the cleanup of this copy area, let me briefly explain the situation." Wuya waved his hand and signaled Delha to relax: " Looking at your response just now, have you seen the Caramon in this copy before? "

"Yes." Delha nodded quickly. "I've seen one before, but it's only a few meters high, far less than this one. And ... I've never seen such a monster before, no. Know what it's called. "

"Indeed, Cara beasts are not very common." Wuya nodded: "And only mature Cara beasts can be considered a little combat power. Ordinary juveniles, even the protective cover, will not be used. It's actually very easy to deal with. Of course-it might be slightly more difficult for you. "

Slightly more difficult? Delha couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. If you hadn't escaped by yourself before, I'd be afraid that you would have been swallowed by that young Cara beast!

"But it doesn't matter. Cara beasts have their own territorial consciousness. In the same area, there will not be more than one mature body. Since that one has just been killed by me, then there is no need to worry about it. "Wuya patted Delha's shoulders comfortably, making him feel a sincerity again:" Let's talk about our cleanup goals. How many people? "

"Yes!" Del Ha quickly reported: "I first saw a four-man squad, three men and one woman, which seemed to be organized. None of the four had any ability, just ordinary memory loss. The awakened. It's just that they have firearms and ammunition in their hands and have been trained in shooting, so ... I couldn't kill them in the first place.

Wuya nodded: "Please continue. What about the leaker?"

"The leaker ... seems to be in the same group as the four Awakeners. I suspect he is probably the 'that person' we are looking for." Delha carefully recalled: "His age is not Large, only about a dozen years old, still a teenager. Regarding the strengthening aspect ... I can only see that the speed is very fast and the melee ability is also very strong, but I don't know what the specific ability is. Right, I was working with him Confrontation, but suddenly a Kara beast emerged. He may even be ... has been killed. "

"Is the four born-again awakeners and one leaker?" Wuya nodded: "No problem, I will deal with it. This copy area, I will take over next."

"I ... I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you!" Delha shivered with excitement: "So ... what do I need to do?"

"You?" Wuya laughed: "You don't need to do anything, just stay here with peace of mind."

"Really ?!" Delha was overjoyed: "Then ... then I'll wait here for Mr. Wuya to clean up those guys and come back to me!"

"No." Wuya stretched out a finger, shaking slightly in front of him: "Mr. Delha, when did I say that I will come back to you again?"

"I ... I don't quite understand ..." Delha grinned, but somehow he had some uncomfortable worries.

It seems that something terrible is about to happen.

"By the way, your heart must be weird. Why did I suddenly become so to you-well, polite." Wuya stretched out his hand and twisted Del Ha's hair, light between his fingers. Frittingly: "Mr. Delha, would you like to know why?"

"I ... I don't know ..." Del Haqiang smiled, his calf seemed a little cramped.

"I've never been a good-tempered person." Wuya shrugged and retracted his hand: "The only exception is that I'm always more polite to people who are about to die. After all, This is the last time you can enjoy the benefits in your life. You see, I can be very kind, right? "

Delha's heart feels like a heavy hammer, and his eyes are wide and he looks at Wuya, his jaw shaking uncontrollably: "Mr. Wuya, you ... are you kidding me, right? "

"I don't like jokes." Wuya smiled and shook his head.

"Why!" Looking at Wuya's expression, Delha felt that he was about to breathe, hoarsely, and called in despair: "I ... what did I do wrong! Mr. Wuya!"

"Mistaken? No, you did nothing wrong, but ... well, luck is not good. It is not so easy to kill a mature Cara beast, I have to transform into Jormangean The form of virtue. "Wuya expression leisurely:" You try to recall, have you ever heard of rumors about me, has anyone ever seen me transform in battle? "

Delha's teeth were loud, but he couldn't speak.

"No, right?" Wuya smiled even brighter: "It's very simple, because everyone who has seen is dead."

"For ... why!"

Delha couldn't hold back his fear anymore, and took two steps backwards, leaning on the thunderstorm chariot behind him, panting with hissing energy.

"There is no particular reason. If you have to say it, um ..." Wuya tilted his head and thought: "Probably because I don't like people to see my naked body. Well, I can't talk to you Time is still wasted here, I still have to clean up this copy area. By the way, can I trouble you to take two steps next? Because I don't want your blood to stain my thunderstorm chariot. Thank you. "

"I ... I see! Because you're too--" Delha yelled, but he just said halfway, but stopped abruptly.

At the moment when the last word blurted out, Wuya's right hand stretched out like lightning, a forefinger stuck in his forehead.

Delha's mouth widened, and the expression on the entire face freezes instantly.

Vulgaris pulled out his fingers, his brain slowly dripping with blood. He frowned, reached out and tore off a piece of clothing from Delha, carefully wiped his fingers, and left it on the ground.

Delha lost her life body, and fell to the ground, leaving only a pair of eyes that were open and a deep black hole between her brows.

And the last word that didn't blurt out.

—— "Short."

"Still dirty." Wuya looked at the drops of blood and brain falling on the thunderstorm chariot, frowned and shook his head, opened the hatch and entered the chariot: "Forget it. Recovery anyway. It will disappear after refreshing. "

In the roar, the thunderstorm chariot started, and drove in the direction that the blue ocean sports car disappeared.