It was not Alan who buried in the grave, but Banlingo.

This surprised Jiang He, "What's going on? Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

"Alan was my lover."

The ghost quickly replied: "We have lived together for many years. But... as time goes by, he grows older and his life is about to reach its end."

"Hey...wait! My lover? You...you?"

Jiang He looked at the obviously male ghost and looked shocked.

Alan, the famous explorer who built the "Heritage House", was a man, and then... his lover Banlingo was also a man.

Well, I'm too narrow-minded. Your great love should not be hindered by gender, age, race, etc.

"You keep going."

Jiang He waved his hand at the ghost, "Where is below?"

"Later, in order to keep Alan's life, I used a great artifact given to me by the God of Voodoo. Blood sacrificed dozens of lives and gave Alan new vitality."

When the ghost said this, a deep resentment came from his voice, "But, I never expected that Alan, who had recovered his health, actually stole my artifact and used it to deprive me of my life and... my voodoo power."

"That despicable and shameless bastard actually pretended to be my identity and became the new voodoo shaman Banlingo."

Well, this is a story of love and killing each other.

The so-called magical artifact of the god of voodoo is definitely the "life furnace" that Jiang He is looking for.

Although this story is tortuous and bizarre, there are elements of love, betrayal and murder, Jiang He is not here to listen to the story.

"Tell me how to get to the underground space."

Jiang He stretched out his finger and pointed to the ground, "How can I get into this underground space?"

"Riding Valley! The Great Rift has an entrance."

The ghost quickly replied: "The temple I built for the God of Voodoo is in this underground cave."

“Great Rift? Very good.”

Jiang He stretched out his hand and took out a "ghost dust" from the bloody space, "Banlingo, come in!"

The dark gray "ghost dust" was like a turbid crystal stone. Banlingo's ghost instantly drilled in.

"Xia Yu, Gundam, we are ready to set off."

Through the spiritual link, he sent a message to Xia Yu and Gundam respectively. Jiang He grabbed the "Ghost Dust" and ran towards Gundam's landing.

After a moment, Gundam rushed into the sky again.

"Target: Rift Valley Province, Big Rift, set off."

Jiang He opened his laptop and passed the map to Gundam.

Rift Valley Province is an inland province where mud ducks are gnawing, and its economy is very underdeveloped. Most of the nearby tribes still survive according to the ancient traditional lifestyle.

The origin of the name Rift Valley Province is because there is a huge rift in the mountains of Rift Valley Province.

This huge crack seemed to have been stabbed on the earth, leaving a deep wound.

"Banlingo, the underground space of the Rift Valley is your former lair?"

Jiang He picked up the "Ghost Dust" and asked the ghost inside: "Is there any danger underground? How strong is Alan, who pretends to be a voodoo shaman?"

"Great Master, I... don't know."

There was a helplessness in the ghost's voice, "As you can see, I'm dead. I don't know how powerful Alan is now."

"All right!"

Jiang He asked Banlingo about these things, but there was no hope at all. Banlingo's answer was not beyond Jiang He's expectations.

Gundam flew all the way and soon arrived at Rift Valley Province and came to a vast mountain.

The flight altitude was reduced, and Gundam flexibly flew between the mountain gorges, rushing towards the direction of the Great Rift Valley.

When he was about to arrive at the Great Rift Valley, Jiang He suddenly jumped, "I felt a fluctuation of extraordinary aura ahead. Gundam, land."

Landing under a cliff, Jiang He opened the cabin door and jumped out, hurried to the edge of the cliff, hid behind a huge rock, and looked at the big crack in front.

The big crack in front...a big battle is breaking out.

One side is hundreds of men in black robes, the other side... the ingredients are somewhat complicated. There are Europeans, Orientals, Alabers and blacks, and even some animals such as lions, brown bears and cheetahs.

Both sides are extraordinary people. However, the battle situation is obviously the man in black robe has the upper hand.

Hundreds of black-robed men in uniform were lined up in neat rows, and black rays were constantly ejecting from their hands, constantly attacking the "miscellaneous army".

"Voodoo Ray! Pay attention to avoiding!"

"Ah! Damn it! I'm poisoned. Who has the antidote?"

"Retreat! Retreat! The strength of these remnants of the Tower of Babel is too strong, we need reinforcements!"

Under the attack of the man in black, the "miscellaneous army" from all over the world has become defeated and can only support it with difficulty, fighting and retreating while fighting.

Judging from this situation, I am afraid that before they can withdraw from the crack, all these black-robed men will be wiped out.

"These men in black robe... are alchemy creatures."

Jiang He obviously discovered that these black-robed men were exactly the same as the black-robed man he had killed on the freighter, and were all products made by "human alchemy".

"Banlingo, are you familiar with these men in black robes?"

Jiang He asked the undead in "Ghost Dust".

The ghost quickly replied: "I'm not familiar. This should be made by Alan. I have only refined voodoo dolls."

Did Alan make it?

Jiang He glanced at the battlefield ahead and nodded, "It seems that this is Alan who created a Resident Evil in Mombasa, but was attacked by a group of extraordinary people."

Unscrupulously casting large-scale voodoo attacks on ordinary people, such anti-human behavior will definitely be subject to sanctions.

However, judging from the current situation, the effect of sanctions is not ideal.

Jiang He shrugged his shoulders, too lazy to pay attention. Is it my own business if you beat me to death? I'd better watch the show first.

But... Jiang He was able to eat melons and watch the show, but Xia Yu couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jiang He, help me! There are people from Jiuding over there."

Xia Yu came to Jiang He and stretched out half of his head to look at the battle breaking out in the crack ahead. The look on his face was a bit anxious and worried.

"Nine Dings? Isn't Nine Dings our enemy?"

Jiang He turned his head in surprise and looked at Xia Yu, "Don't you think you are still a senior executive of Jiuding, do you? What does Jiuding have to do with you now?"

“It’s not like that.”

Xia Yu sighed, "Not everyone in Jiuding is an enemy. Our real enemies are Yang Renqing and Xia Zhongqiu, and the others... are still our own people."

"Oh? Are you my own?"

Jiang He smiled and shook his head, "You run over and shout, you are Xia Yu. See if they treat you as their own person?"

"Jiang He, help me! Just treat it as helping me, okay?"

Xia Yu saw that the battle situation ahead became increasingly unfavorable, and his voice was filled with a little begging.

"Help you, okay!"

Jiang He nodded, "But... only this time."
Chapter completed!