Long Kui's idea is very simple: strike first to gain advantage, strike later and suffer disaster.
Although there is no way to confirm that Gua Gua is the real Lake Spirit God, all the evidence points to it, so we need to capture it first.
Having the spirit god in hand is equivalent to predetermining the soul.
How could Long Kui let go of such an opportunity? It's better to be wrong than to do nothing.
He has already made arrangements. As long as he ensures that his demon clan identity is not exposed, he will still have fun.
All you have to do is watch from the sidelines.
And there are many people who hold the same idea as Long Kui.
Some people need to rely on the lake water to survive, but they have some plans for the soul, but they are afraid that the lake god will deprive them of the holy spring effect. In this way, they only need to arrange for outsiders to do it without exposing themselves.
As powerful as the Lake Spirit, it's impossible to follow the clues and find the real mastermind behind it, right?
…
The night in the small town is as quiet as death. There is no bustle in the past. The only thing quiet is the tinkling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.
All the stores in the town were closed, and even the dogs on the street sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and went back home early to sleep.
Kong Huaicai stood on the balcony of his home, looking far away in the direction of the hot spring hotel, with a sad face...
A fallen leaf fluttered and fell in front of Kong Huaicai, and a line of words suddenly appeared on it.
Kong Huaicai's eyes widened and he was about to reach out to pick it up, but the leaf turned directly into fly ash, not even the dregs were left...
His movements were startled, and then his expression darkened. Then he took out his walkie-talkie and contacted Yun Xi directly:
"Tell all patrol members guarding the hotel to withdraw!"
"Huh? No...didn't you say that you want to protect the safety of Lord Lake God's soul?"
"Don't worry! Withdraw, how much does the patrol team weigh? It's okay to solve a small dispute. The patrol team can't handle tonight's matter. Don't cause unnecessary casualties..."
"Then...the safety of Lord Lake God's spirit..."
"We don't have to worry about it. Lord Lake God has his own mind set."
"All right…"
After turning off the intercom, Kong Huaicai looked at the hot spring hotel with a gloomy expression and narrowed his eyes.
On the highest terrace of the Mingyue Lane Hotel on the east side of the town, a woman wearing red silk pajamas and long black wavy hair was leaning on the railing, exposing a large amount of white on her chest.
Shaking the red wine glass in one hand, playing with a fallen leaf in the other.
Jiang Xiaobai poured a full glass of wine with ice, looking at the hot spring hotel, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"It's great to be young. How dare you drink like this before?"
She straightened up as she spoke, and the wind blew her long wavy hair. The red color in her eyes was brighter than the color of her pajamas.
"The night is so beautiful... I really hope all this can become eternal, but it's a pity... the peaceful night is about to be broken..."
…
"boom"
A brilliant electric spark suddenly burst out from the telephone pole next to the hotel. The hot spring hotel lost power on the spot, and everything was swallowed up by darkness.
Ren Jie's eyes were beating with excitement: "Are you coming?"
"Let me see how good you are at fighting!"
In the landlady's room, Wen Yuniang hugged Zhou Xiaoyi and hid in the bed shivering, not daring to go out at all.
"Xiao Yi...don't be afraid, it will get better, don't be afraid..."
She was obviously comforting the child, but Wen Yuniang herself was shaking with fear.
Qi Mo was seen looking into the deep night, his big hand slowly holding the handle of the knife.
"I'll say it again! Today, I, Qi Mo, guard the gate for the lake spirit. Anyone who dares to cross this threshold will be my sworn enemy, Qi Mo!"
"Come on! Kill one!"
"No tolerance!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge force of gravity fell from the sky and pressed directly on Qi Mo's body.
That is enough to crush steel, a terrifying gravity that is hundreds to thousands of times greater than normal gravity.
The ground beneath Qi Mo's feet was directly crushed. At the same time, a figure covered in tungsten steel fell from the sky like a cannonball with the help of abnormal gravity. He stretched out his hand, and a giant steel mountain formed in his palm, heading straight for Qi Mo's head. Smash it.
On the other side, a dazzling light of thunder lit up in the darkness, and his whole body was wrapped in lightning, heading towards the hot spring hotel at an extremely terrifying speed.
He rushed to the window of Ren Jie's room almost in the blink of an eye.
Qing was immediately shocked. A strong person with such strength was already beyond his capabilities.
She also didn't know how Ren Jie could get into such trouble with his strength level.
Coming up to the seventh level of destiny?
Even Nuo Yan's face turned pale, and he still protected the researcher? Protect yourselves first.
Bie Kaizi didn't catch it, so he got caught first.
And under the influence of that terrifying gravity, Qi Mo drew his sword.
"Ink flows across the river!"
With a "clang" sound, the ink sword was unsheathed, and endless ink spurted out from the sheath, slashing down horizontally.
Almost instantly, it reached the waist of the thundering figure.
There was no sound of the blade cutting flesh, and no blood splattering.
In an instant, the thundering figure was soaked in ink and turned into a pitch-black ink figure. As Qi Mo swung his knife, his entire body was splashed on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.
It turned into an ink figure and was embedded in the glass, with ink dots splashing everywhere.
A seventh-level Fate Realm powerhouse was killed by Qi Mo with one strike, leaving no body behind.
At this moment, the steel mountain was already less than half a meter away from Qi Mo.
Qi Mo raised his hand and slashed towards the sky with the blade like a stick of ink.
"Splash ink into the word "Cut!"
The moment the ink knife touched the mountain of steel, the mountain of steel, which was hundreds of meters tall, instantly turned into a moving ink word "mountain" carved into the void.
Then it fell down instantly and was cut off by Qi Mo's ink knife.
There was just a "pop" sound, and the ink-colored mountain character that was cut in half was printed on the ground, with ink dots flying.
Not only was the mountain of steel cut off, but also the man's arm.
I saw that his arm was eroded into a ball of pitch black ink, turned into the word "arm", and was printed on the ground.
The steel man with a broken arm suddenly retreated violently, with a solemn expression on his face. Blood spurted out from the broken arm, but the flesh and blood quickly grew along the fracture, and it returned to its original state in a few breaths.
At the seventh level of destiny, a genetic warrior's life potential will be developed to the extreme, and his lifespan will be increased. Although he cannot be reborn with a drop of blood, it is not difficult to regenerate broken arms, repair tissues, self-healing, and regenerate organs.
It is difficult to kill a strong person in the destiny realm, so Qi Mo just killed the Thunder Shadow with one sword, which was enough to be abnormal.
Qi Mo swung his knife, and the words printed on the ground turned into ink and rushed towards the ink knife.
"Is that all there is to it? Come out and fight together, otherwise you won't even be qualified to let me pull out the second sword!"
"That... would be too boring, wouldn't it?"
At this moment, Ren Jie was already feeling numb in the room.
"What the hell? What kind of devil is this that Qi Mo has contracted with? Isn't it too cool? I really want it!"
This demon seems to have the ability to convert matter into ink characters.
The price is abnormal, and the ability is also quite abnormal, right?
For a moment, Ren Jie even felt that the clay demon no longer smelled good.
