In the black business car, Brother Hongji took out the dark red boxing gloves, put them on, moved his cervical vertebrae, and grinned:
"Are these evil professions crazy? Do you want to start a full-scale war? It just so happens that the last fight was not enough. I want to show off my skills tonight."
Sun Miaomiao, who was sitting next to him, looked out the window at the empty space and silence, frowned and said:
"The situation tonight is a little strange. Whether the evil profession wants to provoke a provocation or a full ceasefire, there is no need to destroy hospitals, schools and tourist areas. Just destroy the police station directly."
"My personal feeling is that they are deliberately causing trouble and don't know what they are planning."
Tianxia Guihuo nodded, then shook his head: "Anything that creates chaos and disrupts order is an official provocation, but the evil profession must be plotting something. He suddenly remembered something and said: "Where is Jumang?"
Everyone looked at Guan Ya.
Guan Ya, who was in the front row, stared at the road without squinting. As a scout, she could sense everyone's gazes without looking back, and said: "Don't worry about him. We will go to Desen River Park in fifteen minutes."
Although everyone was puzzled, they didn't say anything anymore, or closed their eyes to rest, or adjusted their state.
Guan Ya took out her mobile phone and called the bachelor in the assistant team: "Turn off all surveillance around Desen River Park."
The velvet-yellow streetlights cast a silent light as Zhang Yuanqing drove his business car to the rarely visited Desen River Highway.
There is a Desen River Park on the Isle of Man. During the day, it is full of tourists and citizens enjoying the scenery. However, because there are no residences and shops, the riverside is deserted at night.
And because the river wind is strong at night, even the homeless are too lazy to come here. Fighting here has the least risk of affecting ordinary people. There is also a commercial car behind it, driven by the Inferi, the aid team of the Five Elements Alliance, and the Saints. Extraordinary, close to twenty people, excluding the bachelors and musicians who are not good at fighting, there are still more than a dozen people, and a business car cannot fit in it.
He was worried that the traces of the performance would be too obvious and that Bacchus and Hecate would not take the bait. Those two people who could become the pinnacle saints must have rich experience and wisdom.
Commercial vehicles are speeding along the riverside road. There is only a two-meter-wide green belt and guardrails away from the Desen River. During the day, tourists like to hold on to the guardrails to take photos and watch the transport ships passing by on the river.
After driving for fifteen minutes, the riverside park is in front of us.
Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing looked through the rearview mirror and saw the street lights by the river extinguished one by one. The rich darkness was chasing him behind the car, and the extinguished street lights were its footsteps.
Soon, the commercial vehicle driven by the Infernal Corpse was swallowed up by darkness, and Zhang Yuanqing lost contact with the Infernal Corpse.
The aura of the Inferi was blocked, and even the branded Bian people couldn't sense it.
"coming…"
Zhang Yuanqing raised the corner of his mouth, let go of the accelerator, and took the initiative to embrace the darkness.
Thick, deep darkness enveloped the commercial vehicle and even the light of the headlights became dim. The commercial vehicle driven by Zhang Yuanqing suddenly lost control and crashed into the guardrail on the riverside. With a "bang", the front of the car was dented and the guardrail cracked. .
Zhang Yuanqing pulled the handbrake, turned off the engine, and opened the door. He looked into the darkness behind him and saw a middle-aged man with rosacea, a pot belly and a full beard, walking together with a handsome young man with freckles on his face. "Bax Hecate!" Zhang Yuanqing said in a low tone. .
"Hey, get to know us." Bacchus touched his belly and said with a smile: "The second and fourth most wanted people on the A-level list teamed up to hunt you. Did you pee your pants in fear, boy!"
Hehecate lazily commented: "A top-notch prop, but it's a pity that the Five Elements Alliance team is not here, otherwise it would be two..."
At this point, he looked at the two empty commercial vehicles and frowned, "No one?" Why was there no one? If there was no one in the car, why would Jumang wander around the river with two empty vehicles? The two of them felt something was wrong at the same time. Zhang Yuanqing quickly took out his pistol, pointed it at the two of them and continuously pulled the trigger, while arousing their urgency.
Bullets shot into the sky, hit the ground, or flew diagonally through the river, perfectly avoiding Bacchus and Hecate. In front of an alcoholic, the trajectory was chaotic.
Although the bullets could not threaten the two peak saints, the attack behavior combined with emotional manipulation successfully aroused the two people's sense of urgency.
"Don't talk nonsense to him. There is a wind mage patrolling the sky. Kill him quickly." Hecate stretched out her hand into the void and pulled out a dark coffin.
As he jumped into the coffin, he said: "Guard me!" The lid of the coffin opened and closed again after he entered.
The next second, transparent ripples rippled from the coffin, spreading in circles and sweeping everything around.
Zhang Yuanqing in the distance and Bacchus nearby staggered. Waves of sleepiness swept over them. Their eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. No matter how strong their willpower was, it was difficult to stay awake.
Bacchus staggered a few times, forced himself to open his eyelids, took off the small tin wine bottle hanging from his waist, took a big gulp, and spit it out to Zhang Yuanqing in the distance.
The wine turned into a dense mist, with a strong and alluring drunkenness that quickly filled the air.
Plop!
Zhang Yuanqing could no longer hold back his cheeks turning red, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Plop!
Bacchus also fell down, and before his consciousness disappeared, he said "hey". When Jumang couldn't stop Hecate from sleeping... they had already won.
Of course, the three professions at the peak of their strength. Isn't it natural to succeed when hunting a regular lawful profession? In the dream, the freckle-faced Hecate looked at the stern-faced Master Tongtian in astonishment.
"What are you doing in my dream?"
He suddenly thought of the two empty business cars, and his expression suddenly changed: "No, you..." Leader Tongtian raised his lips: "Do you want to see the meteor shower?"
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The next second, the gray sky lit up with red fire, and large meteors fell from the sky, covering Hecate.
"Traitor, you traitor!!"
Hecate yelled angrily. Ten seconds after her figure was swallowed up by the meteorite, the meteorite bombing ended. Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand to blow away the sputtering "dust" and saw Hecate lying on the ground full of potholes, asleep.
He was not dead. His consciousness was in a translucent state, between reality and illusion. It was this state that allowed him to avoid the bombing of the meteor shower and successfully survive.
Zhang Yuanqing is not surprised by this. This is the passivity of Yongye's profession. When encountering a fatal attack, the body and soul will enter a state of "nothingness".
This state is immune to all attacks! This skill cannot be removed automatically. It needs to be awakened by a spiritual walker of the same profession, or waiting for oneself to wake up.
In the latter case, the number of when to wake up is uncertain, it may be one day, it may be just a few days, it may be a year, or even longer.
The Yongye profession is a very special and partial profession among Spirit Realm Walkers. It almost abandons attack capabilities and only pursues a core seal.
All skills are derived from the seal, and sleep is one of the derived abilities of the "seal".
A profession like this that abandons all attack capabilities must have self-protection skills. Zhang Yuanqing has already understood the information about the Yongye profession. "Sleep well!" Zhang Yuanqing exited the dream and came to reality, and happened to see the main body and Bacchus. Wake up one after another.
Bacchus, who had just opened his eyelids, originally thought that Ju Mang had been successfully shot to death. Before he could show his good looks, he suddenly saw Ju Mang lying on the opposite side and actually got up.
Not dead? Why did he wake up when he was not dead... Bacchus turned back blankly and looked at the dark coffin.
He felt like his whole body was numb at the sight. Hecate in the coffin was lying quietly, her body in an illusory state.
As the local evil profession and the pinnacle saint, Bacchus could certainly tell that Hecate had been passive, so she fell asleep and the spell was lifted.
Just now, he and Ju Mang were both in a coma, and within the area covered by the Maleficent Curse, unless they were the masters, they would immediately fall into a deep sleep even if reinforcements from the Five Elements Alliance and Heavenly Punishment arrived.
The only possibility is... Bacchus looked at Master Tongtian beside the coffin.
The Master of Tongtian was like a villain, with a sinister curve on his lips: "You are the one who should be scared to wet your pants, OLD BOY." After saying this, he raised his head and let out a sharp howl for a mental attack!
Bacchus' head felt like being hit with a heavy hammer, and warm blood flowed from the corners of his eyes and nose.
The leader of Tongtian is a traitor, and God punishes the traitors who planted them in the Hunter Guild. Damn it, little bitch Catherine, didn’t you check and confirm repeatedly before recruiting!
Bacchus endured the pain of his brain being split, and instead of fighting the Tongtian Cult Leader and Jumang, he turned around and rushed towards the Desen River. It was impossible for him to kill two peak saints in a short period of time, especially when there was a spy on his side. Next, the elites of Heavenly Punishment are probably lying in ambush nearby.
"You can't leave." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Box of Night from the inventory, opened it with a snap, and released the darkness inside, making the surrounding darkness even more intense.
Then, he took out the matchbox that had not been used for a long time, polished it, and made a wish against the bright candlelight: "I wish that the seal of the Box of Night is impeccable!" The flame suddenly brightened and burned out quickly, and the wish came true.
From now on, the barrier of the Box of Night is like a rule. No one below the saint stage can break it. Bacchus' path forward is blocked by darkness. He tried to use the "loophole" ability to bend the rules to escape the restriction, but found that the barrier was solid and perfect. There are no holes to exploit.
This is Zhang Yuanqing's purpose. Alcoholics are the best at exploiting "loopholes" and can bend the rules of the code to a certain extent. It is difficult for the box of night with the quality of a saint to trap the opponent.
But with the blessing of the matchbox, the night barrier becomes perfect.
"I don't have much time. If you have any trump card, use it quickly, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance." Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile.
Bacchus was silent for a few seconds and sighed: "I don't want to fight you to the death, but since you are looking for death, then I will help you. Even if I am surrounded and killed by the punishment of heaven today, I will admit it." As he said, he grabbed it from the inventory A mottled oil painting emerges. The scenery in the painting is distorted and chaotic, with rivers floating in the sky, clouds spreading across the earth, the sun and stars hanging in the treetops, and human figures walking upside down.
This is Bacchus's method of keeping the bottom of the box, a prop that dominates quality.
As one of the strongest saints in the domination stage, and a saint more powerful than Osmond and Hoover, although he does not have the ability to defeat the domination, he has genuine domination-quality items.
If he didn't have the power to control the master level, why would he become the strongest in the saint stage?
The colors in the oil painting broke away from the frame one after another and were thrown in all directions. The strong colors stained the ground, green belts, sky, and the Desen River, and quickly smudged.
Soon, reality turned into oil paintings, and those upside-down and distorted pictures appeared in the real world. Damn it... the clone cursed, and then the body became weirdly twisted. The hands and feet were exchanged, and the head appeared between the legs, the butt appeared on the chest, and the internal organs in the body also experienced similar displacements.
He fell to the ground with a "pop", his pupils became lifeless, he lost vital signs, and then disappeared.
"Um?"
Bacchus showed no joy at all, and showed a look of astonishment. He had expected that the leader of the Tongtian Cult was instantly killed by the main case's props, but the changes after his death were something he never expected.
In this case, it can only be said that the leader of Tongtian is not a real person? For a moment, Bacchus thought of many possibilities. He quickly looked at Jumang, and his pupils reflected a figure wearing purple gold armor and a purple gold mask.
The whole body was covered in armor. "Who doesn't have a few domination props?" Gou Mang's chuckle came from the mask.
The dominator-level armor helped him resist the oil painting's reversal ability.
Immediately, Bacchus saw the enemy grab a black and white dagger from the inventory. Before he could react, the enemy covered in purple and gold armor raised his head and let out a shrill scream.
Bacchus' head buzzed, and warm blood spurted out of his nose again, as if he had been struck by lightning.
He, why does he have the skills of an illusionist... He is not the Beast King? The Master of Tongtian is not the true body, he is? In his confused mind, Bacchus still captured the truth.
But he still couldn't figure out how an evil profession could get involved in divine punishment?
Zhang Yuanqing activated the "Soul Capture" skill without hesitation, letting the dark light cover the short sword. He raised his hand and grabbed Bacchus, grabbing a translucent shadow and slashing it with all his strength.
Bacchus, who had just suffered a mental blow, suffered another heavy blow to his soul, and half of his spirit body was wiped out on the spot.
However, his distorted cognition, physical imbalance and other abilities were like a mud cow drowning in the sea and had no impact on the enemy.
Bacchus let out a heart-rending scream, and the pain of soul annihilation directly caused his brain to shut down and he lost consciousness.
Zhang Yuanqing used his star escape technique, appeared behind him, switched to white face, and stabbed into the back of his heart with a knife.
Bacchus's body quickly withered, and the essence of his flesh and blood was instantly swallowed up by the body-destroying sword, turning him into a corpse.
At their stage, fighting based solely on strength would require a period of hard work to win, and it would be even more difficult to decide between life and death, because even if they cannot defeat, they can still escape with their rich experience and professional characteristics.
But when there is a dominant Daoxian, the difference between life and death is very simple.
Leader Tongtian was killed instantly, and Bacchus was also killed instantly.
This is the difference between a master and a saint. Zhang Yuanqing pulled out the dagger, Bacchus' body, and fell down together with the oil painting in his hand.
Zhang Yuanqing ignored the body, quickly picked up the oil painting and put it in the inventory, and then came to the coffin. Time was running out. Although the dark night cut off the breath and the picture, the rich night that swallowed up the light of the street lamp was a strange phenomenon in itself? As long as When Mage Youfeng casts his gaze here, he will see the darkness outside Desen River Park, a darkness that even the Wind King's pupils cannot see through. He can immediately tell that this is the ability of the Yongye profession.
At this time, there must be a wind mage patrolling near the Isle of Man.
We must find a way to deal with Hecate, otherwise, the wind mage will definitely take over Hecate when he comes.
Then the identity of the second-fifth son of Tongtian Cult Master has been exposed. There is nothing I can do to kill Hecate in her current state..." Zhang Yuanqing frowned, looked at the person in the coffin, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly Got an idea.
If you can’t silence her, then take her away! As for how to take away the intangible Hecate, Zhang Yuanqing discovered that although the other party was in a state of "nothingness", she was still sleeping in the coffin and did not fall out of the coffin... The coffin seemed to be able to take on eternal life. The body of the night profession.
Thinking of this, he picked up the coffin lid, made the lid and the coffin fit tightly, and then tried to lift the coffin.
Chihecate's physical body did not "fall out" and was still in the coffin.
He tried to put the coffin into his inventory, but failed.
The inventory does not accept live people.
So Zhang Yuanqing took out the little red hat, shook it out and Princess Yinyao said, "Take the coffin away, take the waterway, find a place where no one is around and hide it, and wait for news from me."
He took out the Yin Yang robe and threw it to Princess Yin Yao.
Princess Yinyao put on her robe obediently, put the coffin on her shoulders, jumped into the Desen River, and disappeared into the surging waves.
Zhang Yuanqing waited quietly for a moment, until the ripples on the water disappeared, then he took back the box of darkness and canceled the night curtain, allowing Princess Yinyao at the bottom of the river to leave smoothly. As soon as the night curtain was removed, the whistling sound of airflow came from the sky, Several wind mages harnessed the strong wind and descended on the battlefield.
