"Amelia, go in and tell the people inside to hand over Alexander Corvinas!"

"Yes! BOSS! The signal has been blocked!"

The Queen's voice came from Tang Song's wrist, and a brand new mechanical watch was put on his left wrist.

This mechanical-looking watch is a microcomputer designed by more than a dozen programmers and computer experts from the Tang Group’s Skynet Information Department.

Boss Tang carrying it is equivalent to carrying the artificial intelligence celebrity with him. With the help of this microcomputer watch,

The Red Queen can not only remotely control electronic signals and invade other people's computer equipment, but also block nearby signals.

Of course, the main program of the Red Queen is still in the computer room of the Skynet Information Department. The watch microcomputer of Tang and Song Dynasties is just a subsystem.

With his order, the Red Queen immediately blocked all signals within five kilometers of the area.

At the same time, a blood shadow separated from the shadow under his feet, turning into a blood light and disappearing into the black mist shrouded by the Ghost White Bone Flag.

Urnos held the bone staff and pointed at the black fog outside the black market. From one end of the skull staff, several pale white and faint green rays flew out from time to time.

But when these rays hit the black fog, they were like mud cows falling into the sea, and the black fog didn't even change at all.

Seeing that several of his rays were useless, Urnos waved his cane, and a skeleton holding a broken cross sword appeared out of thin air in the troll black market.

Under the command of Urnos, the skeleton soldiers crossed the iron gate and walked towards the black fog area outside——

Wow!

As soon as the skeleton soldier holding the cross sword came into contact with the black mist, its entire body instantly collapsed into a pile of white bones.

Several streaks of black energy descended, instantly rolling up these white bones and submerging them into the black mist.

Being eaten! Urnos looked at the black fog in the sky in surprise. Just for a moment, he felt that the evil spirit of the skeleton soldier he controlled was swallowed by some kind of existence.

That feeling was just like the feeling he had when he first came into contact with a dimensional evil god.

Could it be that someone held an evil god sacrifice here and wanted to use these people in the troll black market as sacrifices to summon the dimensional evil god, but aren't they afraid of the mages in the New York Temple?

"Mr. Urnos, what's going on? Is there any way?!"

The owner of the Troll Black Market, who was lying on the sedan chair, looked at Urnos who was stunned on the spot, and couldn't help but ask urgently.

I worked overtime today and wrote a little late.
Chapter completed!