Chapter 99 Sorry, I'm an Undercover Agent

"kid."

Horn walked over with a smile, "Is there a backstage?"

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

The little white devil shook his head.

Horn was very satisfied: "That's great. Congratulations on becoming one of the lucky ones selected by Uncle Horn. Come and let me crack it. After cracking it, I will send you to time travel and be the protagonist."

The little white devil said timidly: "Well, Lord Ghoul, the elders of our clan are looking for you."

Horn immediately changed his face: "I asked you why you are so calm. It turns out that you took me to see the elder."

If there's anything Horn is afraid of now, it's challengers.

Guys with red names are too oppressive.

Horn is now a senior believer,

There are also more powerful seekers, scrollers, oracles, etc.

But Horn is a pure-blood ghoul, and his strength cannot be inferred according to common sense. As an immortal existence, Horn does not take the pursuer seriously.

With his talent as a ghoul, Horne had successfully transformed even the Watchers in the River Styx.

If Como, the foul-faced leader of the White Devils, was in front of him now, Horn would definitely transform that guy into a ghoul.

"Kid, you probably don't know how powerful this spider demon is."

Horn followed the little white devil,

All the white demons along the way avoided them.

Only the little white devil looked calm.

Horn did not allow any white devil not to be afraid of him, and was ready to let the little white devil see how powerful a pure-blooded ghoul was.

But I heard the little white devil say with admiration: "Of course I know you are a great ghoul, because I have wanted to be a ghoul since I was a child."

""Horn was speechless for a moment.

This was the first time I met someone who was willing to become a ghoul.

Before Horn could ask, the little white devil said longingly: "I have read it in a book and know how powerful Lord Hickmos is. I have dreamed of becoming Lord Hickmos since I was a child."

After saying that,

The little white devil turned his head, looked at Horn eagerly, and whispered: "Mr. Horn, after meeting the elders, can you transform me into a ghoul?"

"No." Horn said.

"Why?" Little White Demon cried with tears. However, the moment he came into contact with Horn,

Since the little white devil has been admiring ghouls since he was a child, the existence of ghouls in his heart is infinitely magnified.

Horn looked at the wolf head symbol on the head of the little white devil.

This kid definitely wasn't lying, he really wanted to become a ghoul.

Horn was impressed and then rejected it.

He said seriously: "Little guy, what's your name?"

Little White Demon: "There is no name. Only White Demons above the Volume Conqueror can have names."

"Then you will be called Michelin from now on." Horn looked at the circles of wrinkles on the little white devil insect's body and said, "It will be called Michelin."

"Let me ask you, will you listen to the elder Bai Mo or Uncle Horn in the future?" Horn asked.

"Can I become a ghoul by listening to you?" The little white devil's eyes were eager.

Horn nodded.

The little white devil said categorically without a trace of hesitation: "It's up to you!"

"Good! Visionary!"

The more Horn looked at this Michelin white devil, the more he liked it.

He had already accepted a bunch of little briquettes as his followers, and he didn't mind taking on a few more boys.

The more I survive in another world, the more I feel that there are limits to fighting alone.

This little briquette was the beginning of his recruitment of younger brothers and the creation of the Horn Gang.

Michelin is a good seedling;

Absolute fanaticism for ghouls is a nod to Michelin.

But Horn can't transform Michelin into a ghoul now because Michelin is too weak.

Monsters that are too weak will turn into fools when transformed into ghouls.

Although the transformed ghoul's strength can continue to improve, its IQ is difficult to change.

Horn plans to train Michelin as a future Ghoul Legion cadre.

"Little guy, listen carefully."

"You are still too weak now. When you become stronger and have at least enough strength and at least someone to protect you, I will transform you into a ghoul."

Horn whispered,

After all, Tomb of the Sunset is still the base of White Devil, so it is better to keep a low profile for poaching.

The little white devil was very excited and nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would obey Sir Hickmos in everything.

In Michelin's mind, the spider demon has long been regarded as Lord Xickmos.

Horn is not too fond of the so-called Hickmos, although he inherited his ghoul power from Hickmos.

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Maybe this is rebellion.

Horn: "From now on, please call me the Supreme Lord Horn."

"clear!"

Michelin has the potential to be a little brother and is very receptive. "Then Mr. Horn, will I stay with you from now on?"

"Of course not, Michelin, you will be the undercover agent I placed next to the White Demon from now on. Erwu Zai, you must continue to become stronger in the White Demon tribe.

Show off your talents, take up the best resources of the clan, and suck blood!

Then when the century matures, it is best to become the leader of the clan, and then I will transform you and let the ghouls infect the entire white demon tribe, Jie Jie Jie Jie. "

Horn revealed his plan;

Michelin's eyes shone, saying that he was indeed the ghoul Lord Horn, and expressed his willingness to follow Lord Horn unconditionally and completely obey his orders.

"Wa hahaha."

"Jie Jie Jie."

The master and servant, who had met each other so late, smiled unscrupulously.

Horn never dreamed that in less than half an hour, he could successfully turn a little fanboy against the White Demon Tribe.

Looking forward to Michelin's performance in the White Demon Tribe.

He was brought to a palace by the little guy.

"Listen, you bastard spider demon, the White Demon elders are waiting for you inside, be respectful, otherwise I will never forgive you!"

Michelin quickly took on the role and deliberately shouted at Horn loudly.

The palace is composed of a round arch tower and golden columns as the main body. It is magnificent and golden. The bright rays of light are incompatible with the decayed atmosphere everywhere in the Sunset Tomb.

But it is really beautiful.

Horn is very suspicious that the White Demon's aesthetics must have found an architect from another race to trim the palace.

"What's inside?" Horn asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, I'm not qualified to go in, Lord Horn." Michelin replied in a low voice.

"What exactly do your elders want to do with the power of the ghouls?" Horn wanted to ask in advance.

Michelin spread his hands helplessly. He was too weak, otherwise he would not have been chosen to practice ghouls.

The real genius in the clan had been protected before Lord Horn entered the Tomb of the Setting Sun.

A small transparent person like Michelin could not touch the core things.

"Okay, go in by yourself."

Michelin raised his voice, suggesting that Lord Horn should not talk too much here, and spit at the spider demon before leaving.

"Bah, damn ghoul! Dirty guy!"

Michelin left this sentence and left "angrily".

""

Horn was helpless, wondering if the little guy would get too deep into the play.