Chu Jianting and Zhu Hongye on the other side of the castle had no idea that a devastating star fall would occur just by seeing a fire in the distance and opening an envelope.
In fact, after waiting for the so-called "signal" for a long time, Chu Jianting lost his patience. He was not the person who could do such a thing, especially since he couldn't guess what Lu Ning and others meant. So when he saw a fire burning in the valley in the distance, Chu Jianting opened the envelope and took out the letter inside to check it.
Those were fonts drawn with blood. Ning Yeyi controlled the liquid to form words directly on the paper.
[When you open this letter, your mission has been completed.
Find a place to take shelter, because when you open the letter, it means that there must be something obvious enough that you will regard it as a signal. No matter what it is, it has the value of opening the envelope.
The text of the letter is written by Lang Xing's blood. When the letter is opened, it will be triggered. The blood of the stagnant turtle that was "disappeared" by Lu Ning before will also appear and trigger the chain. Its function is to trigger a supernatural star. Falling, let's treat it as an intensive artillery bombardment.
Best wishes. 】
Then came the embarrassing time to dodge. Fortunately, the impact of the starfall was not enough to destroy the castle that was not built. Hiding in a certain room was enough to take refuge. The two of them didn't have any bad opinions about this task. After all, before leaving, Ning Yeyi and Lu Ning carefully told them that "this is to prevent anyone from prying" before giving it to them. Now that they think about it, this is the real "prevention". Peeping" approach.
These teammates have done their best not to reveal any information on the surface, and they are also the companions Chu Jianting and Zhu Hongye like to work with.
The two of them quickly realized that the problem lay with the tower. The bloody star that had been raging everywhere had disappeared to nowhere, so they quickly rushed to the tower.
Soon they met Lu Ning and Mo Xiren who came out in an awkward atmosphere, and Mo Lianren who was in a dilemma.
"Lu Ning, what happened just now...what happened to you?" Zhu Hongye noticed a somewhat stiff atmosphere between the three of them halfway through his words.
"It's okay. As long as you two are safe. Now you leave the castle and go to the valley where the fire broke out. Find the team led by Zhao Chenshuang nearby to help control the Red Moon Ceremony. Also, don't forget to ask her to change the blood on you. .”
"Wait, don't you need us here?" Chu Jianting frowned slightly.
"It's not your turn to intervene in the upcoming battle."
Chu Jianting glanced at Lu Ning. He didn't pity the people and didn't pity them.
"What about Mo Lianren?"
"I will leave with you. To be honest, those of us who don't know the truth will only be a hindrance even if we stay here."
Mo Lianren is quite familiar with the habits of Lu Ning and her sister.
"Also, don't forget to look for survivors. The accuracy of Yue's death struggle is quite low. At least three or four people did not fall directly off the cliff." Lu Ning added.
This Mo Lian person also knows the location, and it is reassuring to leave the matter to three people.
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In the burning mountain village, the "crows" are unleashing their final madness.
More than a dozen villagers who had lost the ability to move were tied together, and then a fire was lit. People screamed excitedly and viciously. At this moment, they were not much different from the previous villagers. As the fact that "Crow" can 100% awaken special abilities was increasingly verified, more people began to join in and vent their grievances left over these days.
At this moment, a bright silver sharp knife suddenly appeared on the neck of the person furthest from the fire.
"There are enemies——"
"Go to sleep."
One hand wearing a leather glove pressed on his head, and the other hand grasped the handle of the knife that was embedded in his neck. With a quick twist, he immediately cut off the throat and vocal cords.
Shi Xiaolang pulled out the knife, wiped the blood off the man's clothes, and pushed the incapacitated body aside.
"Brothers and sisters, let's get started."
He tugged on the collar of his military uniform and strode towards the fire in a bright and clear way.
"It's those hunters!"
"The hunter who killed us the other day!"
"Kill them!"
"Crow" became familiar with the new abilities very quickly, and the rapid slaughter of ordinary villagers also helped them accumulate a lot of confidence. When they saw that Shi Xiaolang was alone, only two people pounced on him.
One threw a handful of sand, which instantly turned into flying knives. The other grabbed a stone and threw it. The stone became bigger and bigger in the air, but the speed did not slow down.
The ground beneath Shi Xiaolang's feet cracked instantly, and he immediately disappeared on the spot. When the two captured his position again, he had already passed between them and pulled out the bloody sharp knife from their necks.
Only then did most people realize that pure-blood hunters and ordinary villagers were not enemies on the same level at all, even if they lived in the same village.
Things like this happen everywhere. The pure-blood hunters did not form a team at all. Each one of them suppressed the "crows" in an area alone.
Mu Zilan stood solemnly on the roof, reaching out and lowering the brim of her hat slightly. The clothes on her body have many spark-like burn marks, which are the masterpieces left by a "crow" who can turn air into bullets and shoot them. However, this person has the highest firepower among all those who have acquired abilities. The man has now fallen not far from her, together with more than twenty of his companions.
All of these people had terrible bullet holes on their bodies and were bleeding profusely. If it weren't for the curse, no one would be able to survive.
"Why are you attacking the village?"
Compared to many hunters, Mu Zilan's curiosity is stronger.
"Cough, cough..."
A man lying on the ground barely made a sound. He raised his head slightly, his eyes full of fear.
Mu Zilan's ability is not complicated, and those with extremely rich combat experience can basically judge what kind of skill it is. But this ability determines victory or defeat in just a moment.
refraction.
At the cost of taking half of the damage suffered, the other half of the damage is returned to all identified targets within the surrounding range - note, not sharing, but each person receiving half.
It can be said that just as they poured out firepower on each other, their own defeat was already doomed. As a bonus to this ability, Mu Zilan specializes in recovery. Now even the bullet holes in her clothes have begun to be filled with virtual material.
"We...don't want...to die..."
That person struggled to say these words, and his recovery ability was slightly stronger than others.
After hearing this, Mu Zilan jumped off the house and walked to stand in front of this man.
"You won't die."
Her tone was calm and a little cold.
"You killed so many villagers, someone has to fill the gap, and ours."
"You, you said..."
Before the man could understand, Mu Zilan kicked the guy unconscious and then turned to look at the castle in the distance.
Blood-red flames burned on the top floor of the castle. From a distance, they looked like huge torches on the top of the mountain, extremely conspicuous under the night sky. Equally eye-catching are the red moon in the sky and the flames that are gradually spreading in the valley on the other side.
"Third sister, have you finally succeeded?"
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No matter how displeased they were with each other, Lu Ning and Mo Xiren still walked back to the huge mirror in the prayer room together.
"This is the last time I'll work with you."
"each other."
After the two exchanged a cold word, they simultaneously reached out and touched the huge teleportation mirror.
Then, the flames enveloped the surroundings, and the intense heat made people suspect that they would be roasted alive. However, the blood-red flames actually had no shape and could not really burn anyone.
"The blood isn't here."
"Where will he go after the star falls?"
"The Red Moon Ritual is still functioning normally. Although Yue as the recipient is dead, this ritual can still continue to interfere with the blood. It is estimated that he does not want to fight under the moonlight."
Both of them were determined people, and they quickly ignored the discomfort caused by the illusory flames. After passing through the corridor that had been covered with a metal shell, as soon as they entered the workshop, all the flames were immediately cleared.
The collapsed and extinguished forge still had some sparks, but it was no longer enough to cause combustion. The ore pile had also been melted a lot before, and now it can be said to be an agglomeration of metal and scrap.
After excluding all these things that are almost useless, the only thing worth seeing is the throne.
Lu Ning walked up the steps and came to this huge throne.
Her head was just at the same height as where she was sitting. This huge throne was made of metal, and there were many patterns painted on it with various craftsmanship. It looked like a lot of effort had been put into it. And in the previous flames, this throne was not damaged at all.
Lu Ning stretched out her hand to grab the edge and climbed up, then began to check and turn the patterns on the seat, but for a while there was no result.
"Where will he go?"
Mo Xiren asked this question again, and then answered by himself,
"A place that can hide from the red moon - of course we know such a place, don't we?"
"...Moon Lake."
It's not the moon lake that the fishmen made outside, but the huge moon lake that actually sealed the corpse of the "Lake" of the Night Clan.
"Just inside this mountain." Mo Xiren folded his arms and looked like he was watching a good show. "Since you can make such a big noise, why don't you think of a way to blow up this mountain?"
"It won't do you any good to talk to me about these gossips now." Lu Ning raised his head and looked at the circular mirror screen behind the throne, which was made up of a large number of colored gemstone fragments.
"If you can have one side, you can have a second side..."
She jumped on the armrest, stretched out her hand, and tried to touch the raised surface of this beautiful mirror.
Then she disappeared.
Mo Xiren raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment he showed a self-deprecating smile.
Lu Ning fell directly into the already slightly warm water. She struggled to emerge from the water, only to find that the surroundings were filled with white steam, and she could only see a huge burning figure in the distance.
The bloody sword seemed to remain in a white-hot state forever. The water cut by the sword directly vaporized into steam, and there was a risk of burns just by touching it. Fortunately, the three people he fought with were no longer human. Su Shengge and Cheng Wuling, as new members of the Ye clan, were not afraid of this temperature. As for Ning Yeyi, although his status was slightly inferior, such a huge water area More than enough to make up for her shortcomings.
Lu Ning dived underwater again. No matter how fierce the blood flames were, it was impossible to evaporate the entire Moon Lake. She didn't need to join the battle there now, but she needed to find the lake's body quickly!
Avoiding the center of the battle, Lu Ning groped along the edge of the lake. None of the fishmen who originally lived here can be seen now, which saved her a lot of trouble. Finally, she found the entrance to the "cemetery" that Ning Yeyi had mentioned.
Walking along the entrance, Lu Ning could feel the heat of the air drop rapidly, gradually returning to a cold and humid state. Soon, silver light appeared in Lu Ning's field of vision, and she finally saw the giant fish on the lake in the painting.
This was not a creature she knew, but it still couldn't hide its beauty. Compared with the demon-like blood and the alien-like moon, the lake was just a huge fish - even if "it" had a row of closed sides. Its eyes, even though there are five tentacles that are still slowly floating on its forehead, the overall look is still very harmonious and beautiful.
In the abdomen of this giant fish, under the row of eyes, there are several transparent tubes leading out from the body. In the tubes is the kind of bright blood that Cheng Wuling once obtained. This blood is being injected into some fish-like bubbles. inside the container.
This is not Lu Ning's goal.
She bowed her head and apologized, then stepped on the giant fish's body and walked around to the back blocked by the body, where the dorsal fin should be.
A huge cross-shaped wound was cut there, and four thick stone needles were buried at the four end points of the cross. The wound was then sutured using a very rough and crude technique. A transparent catheter was buried at the intersection of the cross. The other end was completely submerged into the stone wall next to it.
As if this wasn't enough, a ring of silver scales surrounding the cross was scraped off, revealing the white skin underneath.
"Is that really the case?"
Lu Ning muttered to herself, stretched out her hand, inserted it from the side of the wound where the sutures were not very strong, and then held it tightly. After a moment, Lu Ning suddenly pulled out her hand, and a bloody knife that was so dirty and black that it polluted the surrounding area with black energy was pulled out directly from the wound!
"Hu"'s body twitched slightly, and then a sigh of contentment echoed in Lu Ning's ears, and the five slowly floating tentacles finally fell.
Lu Ning stepped down from the corpse and looked at the bloody long knife in his hand.
The blade that looked so ominous was now emitting black smoke wantonly. The smoke came into contact with Lu Ning's skin and even began to try to penetrate into her body. She had to keep moving to avoid being eroded. When Lu Ning tried to use various blood techniques on the knife, all those blood techniques would be swallowed up by the black, leaving nothing behind.
