Several commercial vehicles stopped in front of the roadblock, the doors opened, and Xia Shuzhilian led the team out of the car.
MPV is an official special model. From the rich man who persuades people with virtue to the captain-level figures, the special cars they drive are basically this type of car.
On the one hand, there are many high-end cars in MPV, so you can find a car that matches your needs no matter what your status is. On the other hand, if you are traveling in a group, this kind of car is the most suitable.
Small cars have limited passenger capacity, and minivans are demeaning. We cannot let people go on missions in Wuling Hongguang.
"Bang!" Zhang Yuanqing closed the car door, observed the thick fog more than ten meters away through the roadblock, and asked:
"Has anyone come out of the thick fog?"
"Within thirty meters of the outer perimeter, you can come and go freely. If you go deeper, you will lose your way. At present, we have cleared out the citizens in the outer area." Xia Shuzhilian said.
"It's hard to explain such a large-scale spiritual event to the public," Zhang Yuanqing said in a chatty tone.
This young aunt has a very good figure. She wears a close-fitting military green vest that supports her full career line. She has a thin waist and long legs. She wears military boots and has a cool and heroic appearance, just like a cold female instructor.
Another female deacon, Hua Yu, also has a good appearance. She has a round face, a bit of baby fat, fair skin, round eyes, wearing a pleated dress, and always has a sweet smile on her mouth. At first glance, she would think that she is
The kind of good girl who is easy to bully.
Although he is a deacon, his temperament is fresh and gentle, not serious, and he is about 25 years old.
"Block the things that spread on the Internet, and then let the official platform issue a refutation of the rumors, and ban the discussion on major social platforms. After a long time, it was suppressed. These are the headaches for the people in the public relations department." Xia Shuzhilian responded patiently to the young man
Yuanshi Tianzun.
Zhang Yuanqing, who made it sound as if the official rumor refuting platform was dedicated to spreading rumors, murmured in his heart. He caught a glimpse of the tall and tall Fire Sage and Jiang Jingwei with impatient expressions on their faces, and immediately said:
"Let's go in. Our colleagues below the saint level will stay outside. If we lose contact and don't come out after dark, we will immediately notify the Hangzhou branch and ask the elders to take action."
If you lose contact in the thick fog, it may not mean that you are trapped inside, it may also be that the signal is interfered by the thick fog.
So he added "after dark".
After saying that, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Daluo Astrolabe, walked in front as he should, and led the team into the thick fog.
Behind him were Guan Ya, Jiang Jingwei and Yin Corpse Blood Rose, while the four saints from the Hangcheng branch were a few meters behind.
After entering the thick fog, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Great Compass Astrolabe. The body of the disc was heavy and clumsy made of black iron, and the stars in the sky were painted with silver paint on the disc.
Entering the power of the stars, the stars in the sky painted with silver paint suddenly activated, projecting bright stars into the sky, like a holographic projection solidified above everyone's heads.
Zhang Yuanqing said:
"Follow the position of the stars and we will never get lost."
The Da Luo astrolabe has no positioning or pointing functions, but the stars on its surface correspond to the stars in the sky, just like the real night sky.
Use the position where you entered the thick fog as the coordinates, refer to the map of Jinhui City on your mobile phone, and walk in the direction of the museum. You will never get lost.
Seeing this, the three saints of Xia Shuzhilian finally put their hearts back in their stomachs. The saint of fire showed a heroic and hearty smile:
"This method is feasible. Hurry up and find the museum to solve this mess. Haha, I take back what I just said, Yuanshi Tianzun, you are still very useful."
"That's for sure. Yuanshi Tianzun was brought out by me." Jiang Jingwei in front raised his chin proudly.
The Saint of Fire quickened his pace to catch up and said curiously:
"Little princess, are you now the captain of Yuanshi Tianzun?"
"No!" Jiang Jingwei said: "Yuanshi Tianzun and I are not on the same team. Sister Guan Ya and I are on the same team, and she is my captain."
"What? How can a pure-blooded fire master like you serve as a member of a scout? The Songhai branch must be targeting you, why don't you transfer to the Hangzhou branch." The Saint of Fire said angrily.
Fire masters always offend people inadvertently. Zhang Yuanqing looked back at Guan Ya and Xia Shuzhilian, who were frowning and displeased.
Outside the thick fog, the Queen was sitting in a business car, holding her mobile phone and browsing the forum, occasionally taking a look at the outside world.
Internet surfing is one of her few hobbies, and most of her popular posts have her footprints.
Not surprisingly, the bronze sculpture incident in Jinhui City, Jiangnan Province has become a hot topic today. An official traveler from Jiangnan Province posted a post describing the spread of thick fog in Jinhui City.
"The latest news is that the Hangcheng branch has dispatched five deacons and more than a dozen captains. However, so far, one deacon has led the team deep into the thick fog and lost contact again. In addition to the team lost in the thick fog last night, this time
As many as fifteen colleagues have lost contact this time, and the situation is still not under effective control."
Comment below:
"It's outrageous. Even with so many deacons dispatched, we can't handle it. The level of the incident is even higher than that caused by most evil professions. Are those colleagues who are trapped in the thick fog okay?"
"How can it be okay? The longer you stay in the thick fog, the easier it is to go crazy. It is still uncertain whether it will permanently change the mental state of innocent people. My friend lost contact during yesterday's operation. There is still no news. I am worried.
Damn it, why didn’t you know that the deacons in the branch were so incompetent before?”
"People upstairs, please be careful what you say. I was on site. Here's what happened. The level of the dense fog was a bit high. The deacons couldn't tell the direction in the dense fog. It was easy to get lost in it and couldn't find the museum.
It is impossible to deal with the source in a targeted manner. This is the characteristic of the fog master. There is no other way. The deacons are preparing to wait for the support team from the Songhai branch to arrive and break through the thick fog."
"Distinguish the direction? The compass is definitely not good. You have to ask the star officer to come. But it seems that there are no star officers stationed in the major branches. How can we do this?"
"I feel like we can expect a wave of support teams from the Songhai branch. Eat online. Remember to reply in time if there is any new news."
"I'm still confused. Ancient tomb? Bronze sculpture? Thick fog covering the city? Shouldn't these be in the dungeon? How could they appear in reality? What's going on with that ancient tomb? I always feel like there's something hidden behind it.
It holds a huge secret."
"The best news is that the support team from the Songhai branch is here. It's Yuanshi Tianzun. He provided the method to identify the direction. Phew, this mess can finally be solved."
"Master Tianzun is here? Yes, I almost forgot that he is a star official."
"Waiting for the follow-up."
The popularity is so high. As soon as they heard the arrival of the captain, these guys became blindly confident. The captain's status in the hearts of the middle and lower class members was unshakable. However, this exposed the captain's presence in Jinhui City. Really, how could he provoke the boss of the evil organization?
Yes. The queen frowned secretly.
Thick fog shrouded the area, with visibility less than five meters. Even the sound seemed to be blocked by the thick fog. Along the way, the group did not hear any sound.
Streets, green plants, vehicles, and buildings are "soaked" in the thick fog, and the world is quiet.
Zhang Yuanqing was holding the Da Luo astrolabe and walking forward quickly. Suddenly, the thick fog in front of him shook, and a figure rushed over with a roar and rushed towards Zhang Yuanqing who was holding the astrolabe.
Guan Ya, who was beside her, stepped out, kicked the attacker over, and stepped on the opponent's chest with her long legs.
This is a middle-aged man with a significantly receding hairline. His eyes are bloodshot, his mouth is drooling, and he roars like a beast from his throat. He has lost his self-awareness and turned into a highly aggressive beast.
Guan Ya examined it for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief:
"If you lose your mind, you can recover after a period of rest. It seems that the bronze sculpture in the museum can only affect the target in the thick fog at a shallow level."
Zhang Yuanqing also breathed a sigh of relief, "It may be a large-scale deception, but it can only go so far."
As long as it's not permanent mental damage like the lustful god general, that's fine.
Everyone continued to move forward, confirming the direction through the Big Dipper and calibrating the trajectory based on the city map on their mobile phones. The deeper they walked into the thick fog, the more frantic citizens they encountered, the more corpses lying on the roadside and in the green belt.
many.
Although we know that casualties are inevitable in such a large-scale incident, everyone's hearts are inevitably heavy.
Fortunately, these crazy citizens will only rely on instinct to attack living bodies and will not destroy city facilities, otherwise the losses will be more serious.
A quarter of an hour later, they finally arrived at their destination, with a brass nameplate reading "Jinhui City Museum" hanging on the gray marble archway.
Behind the archway are steps and a square. The main building of the museum is hidden in the thick fog and cannot be seen clearly.
Zhang Yuanqing put away the Daluo Astrolabe and was about to go up the steps when he was stopped by Xia Shuzhilian.
The cool female instructor smiled and said, "The three of you from Songhai are behind to prevent sneak attacks. I will take the lead."
The sweet and quiet flower language moves forward consciously, walking with the love of Xia Shu.
Is this because we are worried that we are not strong enough and will encounter danger if we walk in front? We are quite caring. Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately heard the Sage of Fire say:
"The level of thick fog is above level 4. The three of you have just become saints and are not strong enough yet. Just play support."
The Fire Master always speaks his mind.
Hua Yu and Xia Shuzhi Lian looked helpless and could only explain helplessly:
"Don't mind, you guys."
The implication is that he actually agrees with the words of the Sage of Fire.
"I'm used to it!" Zhang Yuanqing laughed.
His answer made Hua Yu and Xia Shuzhi Lian smile empathetically.
When the conversation started, Xia Shuzhilian simply said bluntly:
"Based on the available information, the bronze sculpture only shows two characteristics: bewitchment and dense fog. It is not yet clear whether it is alive. If so, it must be at least level five.
"This is too dangerous for you, especially Yuanshi Tianzun. You are the key training target of the Five Elements Alliance. If anything happens, our Hangzhou branch cannot bear the responsibility."
Well, I was underestimated when I just joined the patrol team and performed my first mission. Zhang Yuanqing is a person who is good at socializing and nodded repeatedly:
"Deacon Natsuki has thought carefully and acted according to your ideas."
Jiang Jingwei looked unconvinced, but was pushed down by Guan Ya.
The two sides changed their formations, led by the three deacons from the Hangzhou branch, and entered the square along the steps.
After walking a few steps, several human silhouettes appeared in the thick fog ahead, accompanied by unconscious beast-like roars.
Immediately afterwards, low roars came from all directions, the calm mist began to shake rapidly, and the figures around them were looming, and they were densely packed, and they were surrounded.
The square outside the museum was filled with confused citizens.
One after another, figures rushed out of the thick fog and entered within five meters of visibility, swarming towards everyone like a swarm of ants.
"Don't do anything, they are all ordinary citizens." Hua Yu, wearing a white dress, said loudly.
Immediately, she squatted down and pressed her palms on the ground. The stone bricks in the square made a "clicking" sound and cracked one after another. Ivys sprouted out of the stones and grew rapidly.
They were like tentacles, baring their teeth and claws to entangle the violent citizens and tie them up.
Hua Yu stood up and said, "Let's go!"
Continuing to move forward, everyone quickly crossed the square and entered the museum.
The fog here is thicker and the visibility has dropped to three meters. If the person in front walks a little faster, there will be only an outline left.
The lights in the museum are bright, but the light cannot penetrate the dense fog. Instead, it is constantly refracted by these dust-like particles, making the gray-white fog appear very bright.
"It smells like blood!"
Natsuki Zhilian at the front frowned.
The group of people followed the smell and walked through the lobby. At the door of the showroom, they saw broken limbs and broken arms all over the floor. None of the corpses were intact. Some had their heads cut off or their waists cut off, and their organs and intestines were leaking all over the floor.
Blood dried on the smooth marble slab.
"Yunmeng!!"
Xia Shuzhilian saw a familiar face in the mutilated corpse.
Her expression changed drastically and she stepped forward quickly.
Zhang Yuanqing followed the sound and saw the cold and charming female instructor holding a female head. Her face was distorted and her eyes were wide open. She seemed to have encountered something extremely terrible before she died, and the expression of fear was permanently frozen on her face.
Is she Yunmeng? The lost saint died like this?! Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank and he asked in a low voice:
"Are these people colleagues from the Hangzhou branch?"
The taciturn "Houde Zaiwu" nodded, his face full of sorrow:
"All sacrificed."
All were sacrificed, and Zhang Yuanqing's heart rang with alarm bells.
Guan Yaze walked to Deacon Yunmeng's body, looked at it carefully, and calmly analyzed:
"Everyone was killed with sharp weapons, neatly, and except for Deacon Yunmeng, everyone else looked calm. This shows that they fell into some kind of hallucination before they died, and may have been bewitched.
"Deacon Yunmeng reacted before he died, but it was too late and he didn't survive. Deacon Xia Shu, what is her level?"
Natsuki put down his friend's head and took a deep breath:
"Level 4, 80% experience value."
Guan Ya immediately said:
"Then the enemy's combat power is at least level 5, and the experience value is 50%."
Xia Shu shook her head:
"Yunmeng is the God of Plague. She has the passive ability to ignore physical attacks, but she is still dead without any resistance. The enemy's combat power should be at level five, with an experience value of more than 90%, which is infinitely close to level six, or even six.
class.
"Everyone, the mission is more dangerous than we expected."
Everyone looked around with solemn expressions. There was a terrible crisis hidden in the thick fog. Maybe if they were not careful, someone among the colleagues present would lose their life.
The Saint of Fire spat hard, with a fierce look on his face:
"Go inside and have a look. I'd like to experience the power of that thing."
After that, he strode into the showroom.
Everyone hurriedly followed. There were display cabinets lined up in the showroom. The items stored in the cabinets were mainly pots, stoves, bottles, cups and other pottery and porcelain, as well as a small amount of calligraphy and painting, and bronze tripods.
Deep in the showroom, everyone found another pile of broken limbs. The deceased were the archaeological team and photographers.
Zhang Yuanqing leaned over to pick up the camera and found that there was still power, and said hurriedly:
"Everyone, come and take a look. The camera contains videos taken before they died."
Everyone rushed up one after another.
Zhang Yuanqing released Little Funny and Ghost Bride, and asked the two spiritual servants to stand guard with the Inferi to prevent enemy sneak attacks.
Then, he clicked to play the video.
In the video, the first thing that appeared was a two-meter-tall bronze sculpture wearing armor, holding a three-foot bronze sword, staring with big copper bell-like eyes, and his face was extremely vicious.
The texture of the armor and the outline of the face were extremely rough, and the manufacturing process could only be considered average. However, Zhang Yuanqing and others noticed that the bronze sword was extremely sharp and had been bladed.
The discussion of the archaeological team can be heard on the screen, and the content is about the craftsmanship of bronze sculptures, armor styles and other academic contents.
At this moment, a young voice sounded from the video, interrupting the archaeological team's discussion.
The scene then switched, and the photographer turned the camera to the young man who was speaking.
The young man had a strange expression on his face and said:
"I heard strange noises"
"What's the sound?" the companions asked.
The young man replied: "I heard that voice saying that anyone who breaks into the Immortal Gate and sealed Demon Land without mercy will be killed without mercy."
