"Is he really Julius Reed? But the one who went in earlier was clearly Julius Reed, into the God realm! How could anyone possibly co out alive from the God realm?"
Seeing Julius Reed open the door and walk in fearlessly.
Shadow Kims was truly surprised.
He began to sowhat believe in the painting’s content.
Osher Reed is sly and deceitful, and would never take risks.
If he were to enter, he would certainly send soone else in first.
But just now, he clearly opened the door himself and walked in.
Such fearlessness is probably only sothing Julius Reed would have.
But another problem arose.
If Julius Reed entered the God realm and defeated Osher Reed, who serves as a divine envoy, within, that would be even more unbelievable.
The God realm is invincible, the domain of the gods.
And Osher Reed was created by God, erging from the God realm.
If he can’t defeat Julius Reed in his own domain, then who in this world could be Julius Reed’s opponent?
The more Shadow Kims thought about it, the more terrifying it seed.
A cold sweat broke out on his back.
The man who even the God realm couldn’t stop, he didn’t want to be his enemy.
But just now, he did let Julius Reed in.
"What should I do next!" Shadow Kims said, looking at the painting before him with so panic: "Hurry up!"
If Julius Reed is dead, then it’s fine.
If he’s not dead, faced danger inside, the first person he’ll kill upon coming out would be him, Shadow Kims!
Shadow Kims regretted it a little.
If Julius Reed isn’t dead, then he’s likely not in any mortal danger after peacefully interacting with him for so long.
But now, Shadow Kims has indeed crossed Julius Reed.
It’s simply suicidal!
If even the God realm couldn’t hold Julius Reed, what could be behind this broken door?
"Hurry up! Or I’ll tear you apart!" Shadow Kims forcefully patted the painting.
But nothing happened on the painting.
A complete blank!
"What’s the aning of this!" Shadow Kims was genuinely a bit angry.
He felt he was being played like a monkey.
This painting, after using him for its purpose, beca utterly unresponsive.
"Who are you talking to?"
At that mont, a hand tapped his shoulder.
Clatter!
Shadow Kims’ hand shook, and the painting fell to the ground.
"It’s you?" He turned around, about to curse, but saw that it was Julius Reed speaking!
"Aren’t you..." Shadow Kims was a bit dazed.
What on earth is going on!
"Who told you I went in?"
Julius Reed looked at Shadow Kims with a smile, opening his mouth: "My abilities, aren’t you aware? At the mont I went in, I used my abilities to leave that room. I appeared outside the door."
After listening, Shadow Kims started sweating coldly.
Indeed!
With such a powerful ability, how could he forget in his haste?
"Only Julius Reed would really go in. I’m different from him; I’m more cautious. Now, I hope you can go in and take a look." Julius Reed raised his hand with a smile, pointing to that door: "I hope you don’t mind going in, right?"
After saying this, Shadow Kims’ forehead was covered in sweat.
Following this logic, the person in front should be Osher Reed.
After all, it’s impossible for a person to co out of the God realm alive.
And Osher Reed didn’t enter the door, leaving the room at the mont of closing the door.
It fits Osher Reed’s cautious character.
Following behind him, always silent, and naturally suspicious.
Wanting to see what he was up to.
Shadow Kims looked again at the painting on the ground, emotions running complex.
The content shown on this painting, its authenticity is hard to determine.
To say it’s fake, there really is so reason behind it.
Moreover, how the text appeared on this painting, Shadow Kims has not figured it out yet.
What makes him even more puzzled.
This painting seems to have intelligence.
Able to detect Julius Reed behind, remaining unresponsive all along.
Even the text was sneakily shown when he took the painting down.
The more he thought, the more his spine chilled.
This thing is too eerie!
But the more unknown it is, the more enticing it is for people.
"What a joke, you have the ability to go in, I don’t."
Shadow Kims chuckled bitterly, helplessly: "If you really want to go in, it’s better to just kill . That would make it less painful."
"Then shall I kill you?" Julius Reed extended his hand, tightly gripping Shadow Kims’ neck. "One more chance. Tell , why did you ntion that door."
Just by glancing at the painting, Shadow Kims’ attitude suddenly changed, even asking if he was Julius Reed.
Definitely not normal.
The mystery likely lies with this painting.
But now the painting is blank, it’s simply a piece of white paper.
Julius Reed didn’t want to crudely destroy the painting.
He wanted to know the reason for all this.
"That painting..." Shadow Kims pointed at the painting on the ground, his face growing uglier.
Outside, those people from the Funeral Alliance were also very tense!
Even the Martial arts Association they cooperated with didn’t know what to do.
"Quickly, prepare a funeral for the boss!" People from the Funeral Alliance took out mourning cloths from their bosom, tying it around their heads.
Soone hurriedly carried over a coffin.
There were also those burning paper.
Wailing at the gravesite.
Gold Ingots, paper effigies.
All included!
"Brothers of the Martial arts Association, our Pope is about to pass, be ready to attend the feast." The cook from the Funeral Alliance hurried to prepare.
So helped set up the pot, others lit the fire.
The Martial arts Association was initially stunned, but quickly pulled out so money, preparing for their contribution.
"What’s with the painting?" Julius Reed glanced at the painting, which was still blank.
There was nothing.
"Let go first..." Shadow Kims spoke very laboriously.
"Fine, if you can’t provide with an answer, then prepare to die." Julius Reed stood with his hands behind his back, very composed.
The painting couldn’t run, nor could Shadow Kims.
"This painting." Shadow Kims picked up the painting, directly handing it to Julius Reed, afraid of any further changes on it.
"When I went to get this painting earlier, a line of text appeared on it." He pointed at the blank painting, explaining: "It said on there that Julius Reed isn’t dead, you are Julius Reed. And told to trick you into opening that door."
He was indeed a bit scared now, this damned thing almost cost him his life.
Indicating that compared to Julius Reed, his abilities were still insufficient.
So Shadow Kims directly sold it out.
This hot potato, let Julius Reed handle it himself.
Whether it’s Osher Reed or Julius Reed, now Shadow Kims just wants to live.
Live to understand the Prophet’s secrets.
"I hope you’re not lying." Julius Reed extended a finger.
Whoosh!
Underworld fla began to burn.
"I don’t know if what Shadow Kims said is true, but the words I say next are absolute truth."
Julius Reed gradually brought his finger closer to the painting, sneering coldly: "If you really have the power, then show it now! If not, I’ll destroy you myself."
With that, he placed the underworld fla beneath the painting.
Bit by bit closer.
The painting finally reacted.
"Spare ! I’m willing to do anything for you!"
"Let go! I have far more use than you imagine!"
Julius Reed remained unmoved, continued bringing the painting closer to the underworld fla.
"Behind the door is hell!"
Finally.
The painting revealed substantial information.
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