The same person was dumbfounded, and the one who was choked by the ninth seat was gibbering.
"This is impossible!" Ya Yu's eyes were full of disbelief, "You have been planted with a soul contract by me, so you cannot betray me!"
"Soul contract..." A smile appeared in the eyes of the ninth seat, "That thing is actually not as useful as you think. It is really fragile in front of that adult's consciousness."
"Spiritual consciousness?" Yayu frowned, "What is that?"
"You wouldn't understand the president's unique method even if I tell you about it."
"President? Are you not a member of the Night Watch?"
The ninth seat shook his head, "No."
"Besides our Church of Ancient Gods, what else is there in Daxia?"
"The Church of the Ancient God? It's just a cancer in Daxia." The corner of the ninth seat's mouth raised slightly, "Your structure is too small, you might as well set your sights further, for example... outside Daxia?"
He frowned and said, "I don't believe that any force can exist in the mist."
"So, a cancer can only be a cancer." The ninth seat sneered.
"What is your purpose of lurking next to me for so long?"
"In order to pop this cancer at the right time." The ninth seat shook his head with regret, "Unfortunately, the Ancient God Church only accepts agents of gods, so I can only join the [Believers] and monitor you.
Every move."
"Just because you are 'infinite'?"
"So what about 'Infinite'? Aren't we still holding your throat now?" The ninth seat slowly spoke, "Sometimes, patience is more important than strength."
"Eleven years...your patience is indeed terrifying."
"But I didn't expect that you actually secretly asked the third seat and the first seat to kill all the 008 squad." The ninth seat's eyes narrowed slightly, "I was still confused before, but I had secretly left a mark to remind the 008 squad.
So many times, why is there still no movement from the night watchman..."
Yayu stared at him for a long time, a coldness appearing in his eyes.
"He Lin, I must admit that your identity surprises me...but if you think you have won, you are a little too naive.
[Psychic Medium] The team has been chasing me for so long but failed to kill me, how could I die in your hands so easily?"
As the words fell, his figure began to fade strangely, like smoke blown away by the breeze, dissipating in mid-air.
The eyes of the ninth seat were focused.
He turned around almost reflexively, and powerful spiral energy burst out from his palms, heading towards the figure wearing a black tuxedo!
"Don't forget, this place... is a nightmare created by me."
Yayu took a step forward, and his figure instantly disappeared. The two spiral energy touched his body and passed through him as if there was nothing.
The next moment, he arrived in front of the ninth seat.
The palm wearing a white glove lightly pressed on the chest of the ninth seat. It was like a sledgehammer hitting the white paper. The chest of the ninth seat collapsed instantly!
puff--!
The ninth seat suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the edge of the altar. The blood flowed and gradually gathered into a small pool of blood.
He groaned, and black blood flowed from his seven orifices again. His face was as pale as paper, and he even started to shake slightly when he walked.
Mobilizing so much power again made Yayu's already fragmented mental strength even worse. The sword energy remaining in his body once again raged, cutting into his internal organs.
"Damn..." Yayu's vision was a little blurry, and he muttered to himself as he walked towards the seriously injured ninth seat.
At the edge of the altar, the ninth seater looked at the murmurings coming gradually, his eyes extremely cold.
A look of hesitation appeared on the babbling face.
His current state is that the oil lamp is completely exhausted in the true sense. It is difficult for him to use his ability to escape again. If the Ninth Seat desperately wants to kill him, maybe he will succeed...
At this moment, Yao Yu seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"It seems that I don't need to take action personally..."
He turned his head, and before he knew it, Shen Qingzhu had jumped up from under the altar and stood beside Ya Yu.
Yayu stretched out his hand, pointed to the ninth seat with slight trembling, and spoke hoarsely:
"Shen Qingzhu, kill him for me...
Now, [Believers] have basically been wiped out, but as long as I am still alive, [Believers] can still regroup.
As I told you before, a new era is about to begin, and you... are destined to be the one who leads the entire [believers] to glory.
Kill him and you will be the number one [believer]."
Shen Qingzhu stared at him for a moment and nodded.
"okay, I get it."
He turned around, turned his back to Yayu, and walked slowly towards the ninth seat lying on the ground.
The ninth seat raised his head and stared at the young man, a faint smile appeared on his blood-stained face.
"Do you have any last words?" Shen Qingzhu asked calmly.
"No."
"Really do not have?"
"Um."
"If you really don't have any last words, how about I think of one for you?"
"Tell me."
Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath,
Shout loudly:
"SpongeBob!! Let's go catch jellyfish!!!"
When his loud voice echoed in the underground space, the person standing behind him was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes trembled uncontrollably, and his expression was struggling fiercely!
Two souls that had been suppressed in his heart were excited like never before!
At that moment, Yayu could no longer maintain his consciousness, and his remaining sanity completely collapsed...
He raised his hands in the air, his face flushed with excitement, and shouted loudly:
"Okay!! Patrick!! Let's go catch jellyfish!!"
Swish——!
Shen Qingzhu turned around in an instant and poured all his mental energy into the black ring in his hand.
Then……
Throw it hard!
A long black soul knife extended from the ring, instantly piercing the space and piercing into the heart of Yayu!
One knife,
Broken soul.
Yayu still raised his hands high, and the excited smile on his face froze, like a funny sculpture, frozen in place.
His eyes were dilated, completely losing their energy.
Shen Qingzhu did not relax, but took one step forward and snapped his fingers in the air.
Snapped--!!
A raging fire ignited from the feet of Yayu, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye. The fire licked Yayu's body, and the crackling sound echoed in the dead underground space.
This is not only to make up for the damage, but also to burn his body to prevent spiritual power from flowing into the altar and to replenish the last part of spiritual power.
Click!!
A crisp shattering sound suddenly came out, the surrounding void exploded inch by inch, and this nightmare space began to gradually fade away...
The corners of Shen Qingzhu's mouth raised uncontrollably,