Chapter 70 The bad omen must die (16)
Inside a mansion on the outskirts of Xiyuan City.
Boom!
Amid the loud noise, Fu Qian's body stopped suddenly and escaped the incoming shock wave.
The next moment, a straight ravine appeared at his feet, half a person deep.
The high-end wooden floor in the living room of the mansion has changed beyond recognition in the blink of an eye.
"Bad omen! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
A reckless roar came from the front.
"It's not that easy to kill me!"
This one is quite spirited!
I was relieved for a while before I paid.
This is the seventh target he has searched for, a certain eighth-level transcendent.
As he expected, the bad omen wasted no time at all.
After leaving the Huang family, taking advantage of this short time difference, Bad Omen went on a killing spree in Xiyuan City almost without rest, and the efficiency was ridiculously high.
Along the way, he had already encountered several corpses lying on the spot.
The key point is that these extraordinary beings, like the animals in the forest, have a tacit understanding to keep their distance from each other when choosing where to live.
This resulted in them being scattered almost in all areas of Xiyuan City.
It took a lot of time to follow the planned route.
Soldiers are valuable and quick.
After confirming that this person was okay, he turned around and left without saying anything.
However, the next moment there was a heavy sound of falling to the ground, and all the doors and windows of the entire house were sealed by falling heavy steel plates.
A roaring laugh came from behind.
"You've already arrived, and it's so easy to go wherever you want."
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You have a strong desire to survive!
Fu Qian looked at the tightly sealed steel plate and secretly praised it in his heart.
This kind of thing obviously cannot be installed in a short time. It is most likely a security measure that this man usually prepares for himself, and is not specifically for bad omens.
What a commendable courage. Not only did he take precautions a long time ago, he even had the courage to defend and counterattack.
At this time, the roar started again behind me, and the ground beneath my feet collapsed like quicksand.
Taking another step at an angle, Fu Qian looked back at brother No. 7 and 8.
Dark face, exaggerated chest muscles, and a vest that stretched out of shape.
This is the legendary height of eight feet, and the waist circumference is also eight feet!
Suddenly I thought Captain Gu had ascended.
At this moment, the eighth-level brother had a ferocious smile on his face, and he was holding an extremely heavy-looking giant hammer in his right hand, which matched his size perfectly.
Every time the hammer hits the ground, the heavy force is transmitted into the ground, creating a long ravine.
It looks domineering, but man, you'd better pray that there aren't any fiber optic cables under your feet.
"Are you satisfied with this place?"
The eighth-level brother looked proud, and the hammer banged on the floor, making the whole room tremble.
"I don't care what kind of supernatural killer you are, this is my home court now."
This is true, in such a closed environment, this kind of power system is indeed very advantageous.
The weapons in the hands of the eighth-level brother are obviously not ordinary. With the combination, ordinary seventh-level weapons are probably not easy to parry.
Is this the first trap that Bad Omen has set for himself?
This guy's talent for survival is truly amazing.
Every time he felt like he was about to catch up, the traces he left would always lead him to a similar place.
There are often traps originally aimed at him there, which will waste a little time on your own.
He didn't say anything before seeing him. The eighth-level brother snorted and stopped talking nonsense.
The heavy hammer in his hand was raised high, and then it suddenly fell to the ground, tearing out a larger ravine with a loud noise.
At the same time, he held a heavy hammer and rushed over along the cracked ravine.
Facing this ferocious attack, Fu Qian had no intention of evading.
When the eighth-level brother's bullock cart was halfway through and the heavy hammer was swung at him, he raised his right hand and punched out.
Halfway through the swing of his fist, his arm suddenly swelled, and he grabbed the opponent's thick neck and threw him against the wall.
The eighth-order brother's own momentum and the force of the swing shook the whole room, and the fall was really not light.
clang!
The hammer hit the ground with a crash, making a hole in the ground.
"understood?"
Three seconds later, Fu Qian looked at the eighth-level brother's big eyes like cowbells.
"I understand...I understand."
Under Fu Qian's claws, the eighth-level brother's neck was almost severed, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he nodded hurriedly.
The fact that the other party caught him but did not kill him fully demonstrated that he was not the lunatic of Omen and that he had mistaken the target.
"Open the door."
"OK."
The eighth-level brother looked at him very casually and did not dare to say a word. He struggled and groped around on his body and found the control switch.
Amidst the roar, the steel plate outside the house was slowly lifted upward.
Before paying, he threw the person to the ground and jumped out in one step.
Before leaving, I took a special look.
This steel plate must be two centimeters thick. How afraid of death are you?
…
It took a little time, but it's not a big problem.
Before paying, he identified the direction and quickly sorted out the map in his mind.
Even if you have a beast-like sense of danger, killing someone will always take time.
Even with this small interruption, Fu Qian was still very sure that he was getting closer and closer to a bad omen.
The most important thing is that the extraordinary strength of these extraordinary people in Xiyuan City is average, most of them are at the eighth or ninth level.
Bad Omen should still need several more people to complete the sacrifice.
Following the trail, Fu Qian quickly arrived at the next target.
This person is obviously not as crisis-conscious as the eighth-level brother. He is already dead and cannot die again.
The bedding was stained red with blood. Not only was his head missing, but his two eyeballs were also missing.
Judging from the traces at the scene, this person must have been killed directly in his sleep.
Speaking of this, it is actually a bit strange to pay before paying.
Among the extraordinary beings who died before, almost all of them were just like this one, doing various things when they died.
Sleeping, taking a bath, even applying a facial mask, in short, all kinds of unprepared situations were fatally struck.
Bad Omen simply picked them up like they were picking up vegetables, and it took less than a minute to visually inspect them.
It can be understood once or twice, but it is difficult to explain it as a coincidence if it happens more times.
It seems that bad omens are protected by more than just an intuition of danger.
While thinking, Fu Qian kept walking, and the smell of bad omen he sensed became clearer and clearer.
After a moment, Fu Qian frowned and recognized the building not far away.
A three-story building with red exterior walls. I slept there not long ago.
The bad omen is so bold for a skilled person to actually come directly to the Nightkeeper's base?
However, the team of night guards in Xiyuan City is really stretched.
I hope the three of them are together now and don't die too easily.
Without hesitation, Fu Qian kicked the door open and saw a messy living room.
Amid the blood everywhere, a figure sat in the middle of the hall, his body covered in scars.
Beside him, a tree of flesh and blood stood sideways. Judging from the broken limbs swaying on it, it should be as large as three people.
"coming?"
The figure let out a hoarse laugh.
"coming."
Fu Qian nodded and walked in.
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