The ocean is undulating, and the deep blue sea is endless. There are no ships or islands in the field of vision. Occasionally, you can see birds flying across the sea, picking up small fish and rising into the sky.
Fu Qingxuan stepped on a sword light, passing through the sky at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, looking around anxiously.
After flying for a moment, she pressed her ear and frowned: "Are you there yet?"
A helpless voice came from the headset connected to the satellite phone:
"Marshal, you already asked me two minutes ago. Keep flying towards the southeast. We will arrive in five minutes."
Fu Qingxuan said coldly: "Where is the southeast?"
What worries her is that she has no sense of direction at all. There is no need for navigation abroad, especially at sea. As a slightly road-crazy person, she feels extremely insecure.
"Don't worry, we have your positioning here. If you deviate, we will notify you in time. You have already deviated. Please move a little to the left. If it is too far, please move a little to the right."
The purpose of Fu Qingxuan's trip was an island. The coordinates of the island were given to her by the president of the Merchant Guild. That island is the habitat of the leader of the Biological Alchemy Association. There are a large number of aberrant monsters on the island and in the surrounding waters.
The island is isolated by the formation. Satellites cannot take pictures, and passing ships cannot see it. Occasionally, unlucky guys accidentally enter the island and see the monsters raging on the island. In addition to being frightened, they feel that they have discovered a prehistoric monster.
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Most of these unlucky guys would die on the island, but some of them were lucky enough to survive. After returning to the mainland, they made movies about what they saw and heard on the island.
It is said that there is a huge sea monster at the bottom of the island. It sleeps most of the time. It wakes up once a month and carries the island on its back. When it gets tired, it continues to sleep. It doesn't matter where it swims.
Therefore, even if the higher-ups of the lawful camp knew about the existence of this island where a large number of aberrant creatures were trapped, they were helpless and could not find it at all.
But for void professions that have the ability to "treasure hunt" and are good at teleportation, it only takes a little effort.
After correcting the flight direction again and again, Fu Qingxuan heard the voice of the bachelor's subordinate coming from the earphones:
"The target is three nautical miles directly in front of you."
Fu Qingxuan lowered her head and looked down. The sea level showed an arc, and the vast ocean was undulating. There was nothing but the dark blue sea surface.
Her pupils lit up with dazzling white light, like two white beads, and she saw an island with lush forests, mountains, rivers and valleys appearing on the undulating blue sea.
Fu Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved that he had found the coordinates and was no longer confused. He immediately rushed towards the valley, pointed like a sword, pointed high into the sky, and suddenly slashed down.
The laser-like sword energy swept across the sea and sky, and the restrictions covering the island were instantly shattered. A straight sword mark ran through the entire island from east to west, like a cake with a knife cut on the surface.
"Ouch."
"violent"
"Woo."
The roars of birds and beasts echoed in the mountains, forests, river valleys, and even the giant beasts on the island were alarmed.
The plants on the island seemed to come alive at this moment, filling the air with dark purple poisonous smoke, layer upon layer, colliding and surging, covering the island.
Fu Qingxuan opened the inventory and took out a bottle of golden life liquid and a bottle of turquoise juice. She drank it down with her head raised, and then plunged into the poisonous smoke with the sword light.
Boropol Winery.
The twisted world full of cracks returned to normal operation after a short period of stasis. The two worlds, one positive and one negative, rotated like gears, meshed with each other, and slowly merged into one.
The World of Distortion is a rule-based prop. Once the two worlds merge into one, the field will completely become a twisted and chaotic world. All creatures in the field will die. Even demigods will have their souls annihilated and their bodies crushed to pieces.
The Wanbao tree stood between the two worlds and was under tremendous pressure. The props on the treetops, ranging from low quality to high quality, exploded one by one.
"It's all gorgeous looking garbage!"
An old voice came from the winery room and said calmly: "If it hadn't been for the marshal of the White Tiger Soldiers last time, you would have been dead. The lawful profession is inherently weaker than the free profession, and my level is higher than yours, so I took the initiative to provoke you.
What is the difference between me and seeking death?"
Although the evil profession does not have a demigod stage, the number of strong men with demigod-level combat power is no less than that of the lawful camp. The three leaders of the Dionysus Club, the Biological Alchemy Society and the Eternal Night Church have higher combat power than ordinary people.
Demi god.
The demigod stage is also divided into levels. Most of today's lawful demigods are in the early stage, while the three leaders of the first region are in the middle stage. Shura is the only strongest one who has reached the late stage.
"Do you think I look like someone seeking death?" The president, standing under the Ten Thousand Treasures Tree, once again grabbed a goblet from the void. He drank the red wine in the glass and said:
"Come out, my summoned beast—the succubus!"
Rounds of holy halos rippled not far away from him, and the core of the halo slowly outlined a figure.
This is a woman with a vague face, her face is shrouded in holy light, her platinum hair is as smooth as silk, and each strand is bathed in holy light.
She was wearing a gorgeous black dress with its hem trailing to the ground. Her figure was the most wonderful scenery in the world.
She cannot be described with terms such as "beautiful", "enchanting", "charming", etc., it is more like the embodiment of desire. When you see her, nothing in the world can attract your attention.
Money, fame, fortune, upgrades, power, and props have all become floating clouds. All your desires can be fed back and satisfied by her.
The president hissed, leaned against the trunk of the Wanbao tree, and pressed his temples.
I just feel all kinds of desires coming from my heart, not only the desire for physical pleasure, but also the spiritual desire, the desire for money, the desire for power, the desire to fight, the desire for fame and fortune, etc.
The operation of the distortion world was stagnant again, and the president said with a low smile:
"The evil profession is indeed stronger than the lawful profession, but indulging in desire is your biggest weakness. I can still hold on, how about you?"
There was silence in the winery, and the boss could no longer make a sound.
The president raised his hand with difficulty and snapped his fingers. On the middle branch of the Wanbao tree, a bronze bell vibrated, and invisible and qualitative sound waves descended, crushing the main building of the winery into pieces.
In the ruins, a tall old man with gray hair, covered in blood, sat on a high-backed chair. He did not dare to look at the God of Love of the American God Association. He looked at the president with his light green eyes and said
:
"The fun in New York County has just begun. It's far from the level of a demigod fight. Let me guess the reason why you came here to seek death today."
He suddenly smiled: "I guess your real target is Spiritual Realm No. 068! You want to hold me back."
The president's body suddenly froze.
The woman in the holy light said softly "Eh".
Spirit Realm No. 068, ancient arena.
The saints in the audience became commotion, and their survival instinct drove them to get up, scramble to leave the seats, and go up the steps, intending to jump out of the arena from a high place and escape.
The master of the lawful camp has entered the spiritual realm. Regardless of the final victory or defeat, saints like them will definitely die.
No matter how solid the defense is, no matter how tenacious the vitality is, they can't withstand the breeze of the battle between the masters.
Calm down, we have eleven masters. There are too many masters. If we fight, I may not be able to survive. But Jumang must die too, no, he has master-quality props. Cocktail's heart is beating fast, his face is pale, and at the same time, his adrenal glands
His health condition soared, and he fell into great panic and defensiveness. He had already had a psychological shadow on Ju Mang.
Compared to the panic of the saints, the eleven high-ranking rulers were unusually calm. They stood up slowly and stared at the eight people in the audience with cold eyes.
After Zhang Yuanqing landed, he instinctively looked around and felt a thump in his heart.
The eleven figures high up in the auditorium had restrained auras, giving him the feeling of extreme danger.
Although it is not vs10086, are there too many masters of the evil camp? The party has just started not long ago. I asked Catherine that there are usually no more than five masters of the party. Even if there is a major event, the number of masters will not exceed ten.
indivual.
There were eleven people present, twice the number of lawful masters. Although each of our teammates had unique skills, those who could become masters were all geniuses and had a few tricks up their sleeves.
Maybe there is one more master, and the situation of the battle changes.
As his thoughts turned, he heard Ruth suddenly scream in the small fish tank, as if she was frightened.
Winnie and Chris looked to the northeast, their expressions became extremely solemn, no, ugly.
What's going on? Zhang Yuanqing felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and immediately heard Edison's solemn voice:
"Cowboy Locke!"
Cowboy Locke?! Zhang Yuanqing was shocked and looked towards the high position in the northeast. There stood a burly old man. He was one of the few people without a mask.
He has a rough face, deep-set eyes, a ring of silver stubble around his mouth, a printed square scarf around his neck, and a wide-brimmed high-top felt hat on his head. The top of the hat is sunken downwards, and his silver hair is exposed on the edge.
Wearing jeans, a gun holster was strapped to his thigh, and an oversized silver revolver was inserted.
There is a peak master at the party!
The first time Zhang Yuanqing heard about this master was when the owner of the Bacchus Club came across the ocean to beat up the president. At that time, the gap between the two sides was too big. Fu Qingyang said it casually, and he also listened casually.
The information about this peak master was supplemented from the database of Heavenly Punishment after arriving in New York County.
Cowboy Locke is one of the three top masters of the Dionysus Club. His natal prop is a silver revolver. It is said that anyone he targets will die from the gun.
His bullets are never missed, and they will kill people when they come out of the barrel. Even a master of the same realm will have a hard time evading the attack of the silver revolver.
At this time, the other ten masters at the top of the audience took off their masks one after another.
Winnie Berendt looked to the east, stared hard, and whispered:
"The Initiated One!"
The recipient? Zhang Yuanqing, the pinnacle master of the Biological Alchemy Society, then cast his gaze over. After seeing the man's face clearly, he blurted out uncontrollably: "Stephen Simpson?!"
The man with gray eyes, black hair and a tough face was none other than Lieutenant Stephen Simpson who was contaminated by the demon species in the copy of "Thriller Cruise".
Compared with the lieutenant back then, the Simpson's facial features in front of him have changed slightly, and his temperament is completely different. His eyes are cold and his expression is indifferent, like a superior god.
But as the actor who plays Stephen Simpson, Zhang Yuanqing will not admit his mistake.
"Stephen Simpson." Winnie said in astonishment: "The president of the Hunter Guild?"
The president of the Hunter Guild is called this to the outside world.
No matter it is the official organization or the evil camp, they don't care about this name. It is mainly based on the ID, which is not the real name. It is common to make up fake names casually. Who doesn't have a few vests?
Only Zhang Yuanqing knows that Stephen Simpson is his real name.
"It turns out that the person who was inspired is the president of the Hunter Guild." Wei Ni suddenly said.
Hearing someone read his name, the aloof Lieutenant Simpson looked at Zhang Yuanqing with an indifferent look, then moved away, focusing on Wei Ni and others.
"Apophis, Fire of Vengeance, Seraph, Rose of Death, Hell Dragon, Burger Fried Chicken, Federal Inspector." Winnie read out the names of those people one by one with a solemn expression.
Apophis was completely shrouded in darkness, with only the vague outline of his human form visible. The thick darkness around him was like substance, swallowing up the nearby light.
He is the archbishop of the Eternal Night Church and an eighth-level master.
The Fire of Vengeance is a burning hell flame, exuding a strong smell of sulfur. Although he is in human form, his face is like a demon in myths and legends, with amber vertical pupils and a flat nose.
Among the spiritual IDs Winnie read out, there were masters from the evil camp and masters from the lawful camp. Among them, the federal detective had a good relationship with her and had worked together at the headquarters.
"It's over, it's over." Ruth swam quickly in the fish tank, circling along the wall of the tank, and screamed: "Two peak masters, nine eighth-level masters, run, run!"
Winnie, Chris, the Master of the Killing Palace and others looked at each other, and they all saw the powerlessness in each other's eyes.
They came to destroy the masters of the evil camp, but in the end they kicked the iron plate and became free-for-all. Fortunately, in order to prevent this situation, the president arranged for Pansy Edison.
With this pinnacle master of the void profession, you can come and leave wherever you want.
Fu Qingyang suddenly said:
"We can't get away, we're ambushed!"
The lawful masters were shocked, and Chrissy spoke for the first time: "What did you say?"
The voice is cold, but pleasant.
Fu Qingyang glanced at the high position of the arena. The straight line distance between the two sides was more than a hundred meters, but everyone's expressions were clearly reflected in his field of vision.
"Their expressions tell me that we are ambushed." Fu Qingyang repeated.
At this time, Stephen Simpson, the initiate, said calmly:
"Katherine, great job!"
Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked to his side with a stiff expression.
Donna, who was wearing a bohemian dress, suddenly held her head and shouted in a sharp voice: "Don't come out, go back, go back."
She had a look of pain on her face, as if she was fighting something.
Her long hair shortened rapidly, and its color changed from brown to gray. Her height was several centimeters shorter, and her body shape also changed to some extent.
After more than ten seconds, the pain on Donna's face disappeared, and her appearance changed drastically.