"Is it obvious?" Chen Zhao asked awkwardly.

"You're rude."

"For those who are highly vigilant or those who are perceptive, you're almost the same as staring at someone in public."

"Okay, I'll be a little more careful in the future."

"You haven't attended such a grand event?"

"No."

"No wonder it seems so ignorant."

Chen Zhao twitched his cheeks: "Have anyone ever said you are very sarcastic?"

"In most cases, my subordinates tell me wise and powerful."

"We really can't talk together, so why can we cancel our evening meal?"

"Then you will be put on the list of revenge, and no one can put my pigeons."

"By the way, do you have the exact location of the entrance to the wasteland gather?"

"have."

"How did you get it?"

"It's very simple, this is a special spell for our Zoroastrianism." Byphra said calmly.

"Why share the location with me?"

"No."

"Why?"

“Mortals are not qualified to go the same path as me.”

"Forget it, if you continue to communicate like this, even if you don't include me as the target of revenge, I will kill you."

"By the way, Old Man John is here too," said Byphra.

"Oh, do you live on this floor too?"

"No, he lives in his palace."

"You and him are of the same level, why don't you have a palace? I feel that the formation is a little weaker."

Byfra took out his phone: "Hey, Samus, add a name to my blacklist."

"So stingy." Chen Zhao curled his lips.

A psychic of the level of Byphra cannot easily make enemies with others.

The special object is Chen Zhao.

Although he is joking, his character like Byvera is really not suitable to joke with others.

Because his jokes always make people feel that he is serious.

"By the way, what is the specific content of the Battle of the Holy Glory?"

"The projects of each battle of the Holy Glory are different, and are decided and arranged by the Council. However, it is said that the difficulty of this battle of the Holy Glory will overturn any previous one."

"You don't know either?"

"I am not a member of the Council, Zhang Tianshi and Blood Mary are."

Chen Zhao couldn't help but want to complain, and Byfra looked at Chen Zhao: "If you dare to say what you later, I will really dare to kill you."

"Forget it, we'll go for dinner. What do you want to eat? Chinese food?"

"Chinese food." Byfra nodded.

"Is there any taboo? For example, pork or something."

"No, we and Qing dynasty are not the same religion."

When Chen Zhao and Byfra entered the hotel restaurant, they found that the restaurant was full of psychics.

Even many waiters are psychics.

And Beyphra's magical properties are revealed again.

He seems to have allowed everyone to ignore his existence.

This magical characteristic can even affect Chen Zhao.

Of course, because Chen Zhao's subjective consciousness knew that Belfra existed, he did not really let Chen Zhao ignore Belfra.

When the waiter came to the dining table, he only asked Chen Zhao what he wanted to order.

Turn a blind eye to Byvera.

"Your magical properties are strange. Don't you think it's a shame to be ignored?"

"I don't need the attention of mortals, as long as the God I believe in pays attention to me."

Only when eating can Byvera show that she looks similar to an ordinary person.

Byfra is also a big eater, and so is Chen Zhao.

However, the big stomachs of the two were not surprising to the psychics on the scene.

Among psychics, the big stomach is the standard.

I dare not say that everyone is a big eater, at least 50% have a huge appetite.

So Chen Zhao and Byvera's performance in the restaurant is not conspicuous at all.

However, Chen Zhao is also a big eater among the psychics.

...

And the people from the Supernatural Association at this moment got off the car.

"This is the wasteland gathering, please get off." The driver parked the car on the side of the road.

After everyone got out of the car, the car left straight away.

Everyone looked at the empty city around, with no one on the street and no car on the road.

The sky is gray and like dead silence.

It seems that this is a dead city.

“Where is this?”

“It’s a bad feeling for me here.”

"So where are we going now?"

"I don't know, just take a walk, maybe I can meet someone else," West said.

But they walked for a while and they were roughly sure.

The city they are in is indeed empty.

At least this doesn't mean a real city.

"Jolyn Nash, fly to the sky and take a look."

Jolin Nash flew over the tall building and looked down at it.

Still nothing was found, nothing was there.

"Mr. West, we weren't fooled, are we?" Moore asked.

West shook his head: "It shouldn't be, maybe this is our introductory test."

After a moment, Jolin Nash fell from the sky.

"Have you found anything?"

"I discovered some magical auras. There should be more than ten of us in this city, and there are other psychics. However, each magical aura is far apart, as if they are guarding against each other."

"It seems that there is something really good here." West fell into deep thought.

"Will we and other teams fight each other?" asked Halis.

West shook his head: "It shouldn't be, after all, this has just begun, and there is no such fierce confrontation."

"Will there be any prey here that needs us to hunt? Or do we need something to look for?" Gaia said.

Everyone's hearts moved, it was very likely.

"Hellis, you summon some low-level undead."

Helith nodded and summoned hundreds of dead bones, which scattered and searched and explored around the surrounding corners.

Suddenly, Helith felt that several dead bones had lost contact without warning.

"There is something in the alley ahead." Helith said.

"Go and take a look."
To be continued...