Chapter 189: Retreat

Just as spring rain moistens the dry earth, in the sour and Buddha's light, many burns, frostbite, and tear scars that burst out from ice and fire are quickly recovering.

"Thank you... Team Captain." He forced himself to stand up, his face pale, his chest was undulating abnormally like hypoxia, and his whole body trembled with heavy breathing. There was a large pool of blood that had not solidified but gradually turned black on the ground where he was originally lying.

Although Buddha Light can heal the trauma of his body, drive away the curse of the blood clan, and slow down the sequelae of his genes, it cannot restore the large amount of blood he lost. He has lost more than half of his blood. If he hadn't had his heart strong and his vitality strong, he would have died long ago. However, in any case, he had to cultivate for several days to restore his combat effectiveness.

Not far away, the blonde doctor was silently performing surgery on himself with a scalpel, digging out the fragments of the scalpel and bones in his wound horizontally, removing them, and connecting the tendons. He did not use any anesthetics or disinfectants, but his hands did not tremble at all, just as the scalpel was not cutting his own body, and although his wound was not treated with Buddha light, it was healing at a slow speed.

"Sorry, there is not much energy left in the Buddha wheel, and Arot, you were not seriously injured, and the werewolf strengthened and healed very strongly. I don't need me to help you." Holding the Buddha wheel that was covered with cracks like porcelain in his hand, the little monk said with a smile. Although he was laughing, his eyes were flashing with unspeakable despair and desperate madness, like a wounded wild wolf.

"But Arot, you should be very happy now. Haven't you always wanted to kill a few more strong opponents? The guy from Zhongzhou team now... well, I think he is their captain, wouldn't he be able to kill you?" Then he added a few more sarcastic words.

The blonde doctor Arot just snorted without a response, but the scalpel was slightly heavier, almost cutting off the tendon he had just retorted again. I think the little monk's words did stab him in the pain.

He has always thought that he was strong and crazy enough, cruel enough, and unscrupulous enough. Before entering the world of reincarnation, he dared torture and kill even the daughter of the largest European assassination family. Now even when facing a young monk who is stronger than him, he dares to say "I will kill you one day" and never convinced him. However, the man before made him escape with his terrible absolute strength, completely smashing his arrogance to pieces, making him realize that in fact, there are things like ordinary people in his heart, such as "fear", "cowardice", and "escape".

"Who is that guy just now? With such a strong character, the Zhongzhou team's evaluation is below us. Should this damn main god be sent to the cultivation?" Imani, who was beside him, spat on the ground hard to hide his panic.

"That's possible..." the little monk said indifferently, "That guy was already so strong that he was perverted before entering the main god space, or had some adventures in the plot world, and it was even possible that he had almost never experienced the main god's strengthening, and all his abilities were self-training or self-creating, so the main god rated the Zhongzhou team as lower than us. After all, they had a population of 1.3 billion in the middle, and even the most perverted people were possible. And for the reincarnation world, no matter how bizarre things were, they could happen."

"That guy should be the powerful boss of the Zhongzhou team brought into the main god space from the plot world. I see that guy's image, momentum and fighting style are quite similar to ancient Chinese military generals." Arot, who was standing beside him, said coldly.

"Have you finally found an excuse for your failure and escape?" The little monk's sarcasm became more and more obvious, and he said, "But according to my reasoning about the rules of the main god, inviting such a strong plot character to join the team will not only cost a lot, but also the increase in the team's evaluation should also be disastrous. It is very likely that after such a character joins, you will challenge the gods and the demon team in the next game. Otherwise, a team can only develop their communication skills and invite the boss to join the team. The main god will not leave any bugs easily!

Less nonsense, the Lord God reminds us that only five people have died now. Mavia's strengthening level is too low and it is probably impossible to survive, but Xue Nai... She must be alive. Since your injury has been almost healed, I will immediately give you a sense of smell that is more sensitive than a dog and find her out for me!"

If it were usual, the tone of the little monk was enough to make Arot fight with him at all costs before talking, but now he just snorted and acted as he said, and began to search around quickly. It has to be said that Wang Zongchao's fatal blow to Arot's confidence and arrogance was still one of the benefits, at least it would be much easier for the little monk to arouse him.

But soon, the little monk himself was able to determine where Xue Nai was, because he felt a strong spiritual fluctuation coming, just like throwing a stone into a calm pond, ripples fluctuating, making everyone feel a loud "boom" sound in their minds, heartstrings trembled, for a moment, hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, various strange feelings, joy, anger, sorrow, and all kinds of emotions emerged uncontrollably, stirring together in a mess.

"This, this is the soul shock wave..." This feeling disappeared completely after only a few seconds, but the little monk's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He knew very well that if Xue Nai had buried in Li Shuaixi's heart before, a time bomb that was only enough to kill a person, now this strange phenomenon is equivalent to a heavy soul bomb comparable to the mother of bombs that suddenly exploded, and the soul shock wave swept across, which could have an impact on the minds of people within a considerable range.

"Xuenai, hold on!" The little monk howled wildly and saw three-eyed snakes rushing out to the core of the soul shock wave. He knew that even if Xuenai wanted to use such a powerful attack in full state, he had to give all his strength. Now that she was exhausted, using this skill means that she had already realized that she had the consciousness of dying with the other party.

His castration was extremely rapid, and he was forcibly driven away by his three-headed cobra when he encountered obstacles along the way. A few minutes later, he finally arrived at the location where the accident happened.

I saw that in a house with half of broken walls and ruins, two unconscious women were lying on the ground with broken bricks and gravels everywhere. One of them was worn out and covered with scars. The cinnabar on her eyebrows had turned into pink crumbs, revealing her snow-white skin.

"The C-level Fan Ling Pearl was actually broken. It was a piece of equipment that could instantly increase mental power..." The little monk tried Xue Nai's pulse and found that her heartbeat and breathed were quite stable. She fell into a coma due to excessive mental power loss. Then he felt relieved, and then he turned his eyes to another woman.

I saw that the other oriental woman was also lying on the ground. Although her tight and black combat uniform was pulled to make her clothes untidy, she could still see her plump and undulating body wrapped in her body, and her hot curves were full of temptation.

The only regret is that her long black hair has been soaked in sweat, her face is extremely twisted, her forehead is broken, blood flows, and her lips are bitten. Judging from the amount of blood that constantly overflows from the cherry mouth, I am afraid that even her tongue will be bitten off. Not only that, there are scars on her delicate body, and many of them can be seen pinching it with her nails.

As a mental person, Xue Nai's melee ability is not much stronger than that of ordinary people, so it is obvious that it was not caused by the two women using their nails and teeth as weapons, but the result of the various illusions and chaotic emotions brought by the mental attacks that led to the self-harm of this oriental woman.

But this is because of the good strengthening level of this Oriental woman. If an ordinary reincarnation team member took this move, he would be mentally collapsed, his blood vessels burst, his gallbladder was broken, and he died tragically on the spot. But even so, the Oriental woman was already dying and breathing was vague.

Then, after seeing the oriental women on the ground, their expressions were different. While Arot smiled, his bright red tongue stretched out and trembled. Imani laughed loudly, his whole body was shaking, and every muscle on his face was twisted. The too strong expression made his expression seem to be composed directly by two words. One was hideous and the other was obscene. The muscles in his body were moving, and he said with a breath: "What a beautiful woman, I was thinking about how to take revenge just now, but I didn't expect a good opportunity to be right in front of me."

As he said that, he stretched out his big hand and was about to grab the woman's towering chest.

"Stop!" The little monk suddenly made a sound to stop him, and then he walked over and wiped the blood from the face of the oriental woman, and said with a whisper: "Isn't this an international star named Qin in their China? Before I entered the world of reincarnation, she was also named "the most ideal dream lover of men in the world". I didn't expect that even she would enter the world of reincarnation..."

Looking at the other party's beautiful face, the little monk finally smiled. It was a kind of smile that could not be curbed when the gambler suddenly had a bargaining chip that could make a comeback.

"Even if we can kill one of the opponents, we have already lost four points. What's there to be happy about?" Arot asked coldly.

"You said, who doesn't want to have such a beautiful woman? Which kind of man can have it?" The little monk smiled, "I think this woman is probably the mistress of the strongest man in the Zhongzhou team... Even if it is not, I think he wouldn't turn a blind eye to this woman's death!"

"The captain's meaning is to take this woman as a hostage, let the Zhongzhou team reach a compromise with us, and hand over at least three newcomers to let us kill?" Imani asked. Now five of them have died and lost 10,000 points. If they do not kill at least three of the other party, even if they successfully complete the task and get rewards, they will only be wiped out by the main god.

"It's better to be like this. If not, we can also use this woman to set up a game to strangle the strongest man. Don't forget that my Dragon Stolen is also a level A-level enhancement. Although the combat power is not too strong, it still has the possibility of killing a level A-level boss. If you can find a suitable opportunity..." The little monk's eyes flashed, but he shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that this woman has completely collapsed. We cannot torture the information of the Zhongzhou team, and that watch can only be viewed by the reincarnation team himself, and we cannot know the number of people and tasks of the Zhongzhou team..."

While the little monk was talking, a gust of wind and sand swept through, and gradually formed the image of Imoton in the shrill whistling sound. I saw that the high priest was still a bald, strong and handsome guy with no injuries on his body, but his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"My body has recovered, but this sand curtain of death cannot last long. Now it is time to leave this city." Imoton's tone at this moment was also full of gloomy.

"Sir, can't you deal with that person?" the little monk asked slightly.

"Hmph!" Imodon was slightly suffocated when he heard this, and said with a little bit of anger and shame: "I admit that the power of that man is almost comparable to the invincible Sun God warrior who was blessed by the god Amon. And I also chose the most inappropriate way of fighting with that man, just as stupid as humans and beasts are as savage as humans and beasts.

Now, I am ready to gain invincible power that can easily destroy that man, or even conquer the world. Can my allies be willing to help me? If you agree, I can even resurrect your companions in another form and continue to fight side by side with you."

Holding the heavy "Black Sutra of the Necrotic" in his hand, Imodon said in a tempting tone.

At this time, outside Cairo City, all the gloomy clouds and sand were concentrated in a certain area, and the sunlight that had been blocked for a long time finally came down. The scorching sun was scorching, exposing the earth. Under the scorching sun, tens of thousands of British troops were dispatching troops to encircle the area covered by the dead sandstorm, but they did not dare to get too close, and still kept a considerable distance.

"It's a pity that my layout ability is really poor. If it were Chu Xuan, with so many trump cards, he should be able to wipe out Imoton and the Inzhou team in one fell swoop, right?" Looking at the British army with high morale, Saito smiled bitterly.

It is not difficult to block the ground. As long as the opponent is slightly blocked when breaking through, the Zhongzhou team and others can rush over, but if Imodon turns into a sandstorm and rolls up the Yinzhou team and others to escape...

Wang Zongchao didn't say anything, but just looked up at the blazing sun in the air. The strong sunlight could not make his eyes narrow, as if he was observing something.

"Here you come!" Zheng Zha suddenly tightened the javelin in his hand.

I saw the undispersed gray-yellow sand and dust suddenly rolling and spreading.

Although Imoton absorbed too much death evil energy to restore power, the death breath of sand and dust was greatly reduced. In addition, due to the widespread spread, the British army spread by sand and dust still changed their complexion like sarin poison gas. Many people's skin was stained with a layer of waxy yellow, and they felt difficulty breathing and dizzy. Some people's skin even turned dead gray and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Wang Zongchao suddenly moved.

Although the dust in the sky was temporarily visible, Wang Zongchao did not look at those things at all. In his eyes, the scorching sun was like a huge mirror, reflecting the city of Cairo. Although the scenery was not clear, the flow and changes of the yin and yang energy could be clearly seen.

So as the sand and dust spread and became thinner, Wang Zongchao also determined where Imodon, who had a strong Yin Qi, was.

So his Iron-blooded Battle Armor reappeared, and the huge cloak behind him was like a horse Ying Xiangkong, chasing him straight.

When he noticed the pursuers, a small sandstorm whirlwind that seemed inconspicuous in the spreading sand and dust immediately soared into the sky and opened the distance as soon as possible.

Wang Zongchao, who was flying in the sky for a short time, could not fly high without leveraging the force, but a javelin he had just borrowed from Zheng Zha in his hand had been filled with a large amount of true energy. The fierce ice and fire formed a diffuse vortex around the javelin to repel the surrounding air, and the unique golden and red luster of the Martial God Iron Blood Battle Armor appeared on the body of the javelin.

Although this javelin may not cause much damage to the desertified Imoton, Wang Zongchao's target was to target several people wrapped in the sandstorm whirlwind. As long as this gun exploded in the whirlwind, at least one or two people would have to be left behind by the other party.

"If you don't want your female star player to die, it's better not to take action...haha..."

However, the words from the sandstorm made Wang Zongchao's javelin that was about to take action. With just a little slowdown, the sandstorm whirlwind had already soared to the sky, getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

The only one who has the hope to catch up is Saito's Pure Spirit House, but unfortunately the thing has almost zero air-to-air combat capabilities...

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"I didn't expect Cairo to be destroyed like this... Fortunately, most of the citizens had been evacuated before, otherwise..." Standing outside Cairo, O'Connor looked at the devastated Cairo City and sighed sadly. Although the people in this city almost hanged him, he had lived here for several years and still had a considerable relationship.

"Miss Qin, she won't be in trouble, right?" Eve asked worriedly. She, O'Connor and Johnson both left Cairo through the sewer under the guidance of Qin Zhuyu, and avoided the disaster. So when she heard that Qin Zhuyu had something to do, she was also very worried.

"Thank you for repelling Imoton and his evil accomplices. As a descendant of the Pharaoh Guard, burying Imoton's immortal priest is our sacred duty! If you need to use our place in the battle with Imoton, we will never refuse!" The person who saluted to Zhongzhou Team and others with respect was a big beard in black. He was the leader of the Tomb Guardian clan. Before, he and the director of the Cairo Library also rely on Qin Zhuiyu's guidance to avoid the puppets that were scattered all over Cairo and escaped from Cairo.

However, his eyes were mainly focused on Wang Zongchao, with both awe and surprise. As a warrior who had been killed countless people through battles, he could feel Wang Zongchao's terrifying oppression based on the intuition of the warrior, and Wang Zongchao's half-year-old face was really weird.

In fact, Wang Zongchao's appearance is much better than when he was eroded by death and dust just now. At least, the level of traffic accidents and chaos on the road will be reduced to the point where he will scare the child who is coming to his face when he walks at night.
Chapter completed!