It was obvious that this old man knew some inside information.
But it was also obvious that he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these messy things.
His only purpose in coming here is to kill Oona, that's all.
Think about it, Oona, this damn woman, relies on her position as the head of Asia to behave arrogantly and has a surly personality.
She almost killed me when we were in Minyang. Queen Mi Xin was so angry that she chopped off her head, but she didn't get rid of the root cause, and her soul escaped.
As a result, this damn woman got into trouble with the grandson of an S-class strongman again.
Well, people are chasing you from Central China to Almaty, naming you and trying to kill you.
I was there to gloat.
Although this old man is avenging his grandson, it does not prevent me from being happy.
But I heard Oona on the top of the city say loudly: "Old senior! Ever since Oona took over the position of general manager of Asia, she considers herself conscientious and does not dare to be careless."
"When the war started in Liaodong, China, Oona dispatched the Knights of the Kingdom of God, the Monk Soldiers of Tianzhu, and the Onmyoji Association to come for reinforcements!"
"For what I have done, even Chairman Xiao of the Central-European Council praised me highly. Why is the old gentleman so persistent in pursuing Oona to death?"
"Although Oona is not afraid of death, she also wants to die clearly!"
The old man in white scarf echoed: "Middle-earth is a reasonable country, but why is it so unreasonable when you come to the old gentleman?"
The old man said impatiently: "When you face the strong, you start to reason! When you face the weak, you are the reason! Double standards like you are the most annoying!"
His body suddenly felt hazy, and when I looked carefully, I saw a series of talisman lights bursting out from the top of the city.
There was a burst of chattering in a foreign language. Although I couldn't understand it, I guessed that everyone was talking shoulder to shoulder.
Then there was a burst of screams, and one figure after another fell from the city wall more than 20 meters high, falling to pieces.
I took a closer look and found that the old man was already standing at the top of the city.
The old man in white scarf roared loudly, and then the surrounding pilgrims retreated, leaving only a dozen A-level masters.
He changed to Chinese again and shouted: "Middle-landers! You have gone too far!"
More than ten A-levels suddenly took action.
In an instant, lightning exploded and figures flickered.
These dozen A-levels are all masters with quick reactions and extremely strong physical fitness.
Everyone swarmed forward, and the strong wind swept across the entire city. Even the red clouds in the sky were affected and began to disperse in all directions.
A bright beam of sunlight quietly fell from a crack in the clouds.
Oona didn't know when she had retreated to the back.
But she did not run away. Instead, she looked ferocious and shouted loudly: "God calls the light day, and the darkness he calls night!"
Her hands suddenly moved to the left and right, her left hand shone brightly with white light, and her right hand was filled with black energy.
Two completely different lights, black and white, separated from the left and right, and instantly enveloped the city.
The A-level masters in Almaty shouted angrily, and then glared at Oona.
These are a group of devout pilgrims, to whom Ona is actually a pagan.
If a pagan performs magic in his own land, that is a provocation to the Most Merciful Lord!
The old man in white scarf said angrily: "Miss Oona! You don't need to take action here! The followers of the Most Benevolent Lord can repel the strong men from Middle-earth!"
Oona's voice was louder than his: "Stop talking nonsense! He is S-class! We can only kill him if we all work together!"
After finishing speaking, the black and white auras spread rapidly, the temperature of the part shrouded in white light rose rapidly, and some flags and dry wood even began to emit wisps of blue smoke.
As for the part shrouded in black aura, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a layer of white frost quietly covered everything around it.
I whispered: "Sister! Get ready to take action!"
"This old man is afraid he will suffer a loss!"
Challenging a city alone is not something that ordinary people can do.
If he were to fight alone, no one in this city could be his opponent, but the other party did not follow martial ethics, and even Ouna ignored the taboo and took action brazenly.
As the saying goes, beating the old master to death with random punches, if anything happens to this old man, it will be our loss to Zhongtu.
Unexpectedly, before we took action, the old man's disdainful voice came from the top of the city of Almaty: "It's just the simplest separation of yin and yang! But it was given the name of a divine art!"
"Watch me break your magic!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard several thunder-like explosions, and then countless bright blue lights appeared on the top of the city.
These electric lights continued to spread in the surroundings in the form of electric arcs, and spread all over the city in an instant.
The expressions of those pilgrims below level A changed greatly and they hurriedly retreated.
Those who had no time to retreat even turned over and jumped directly from the top of the city.
The arc continued to spread, and the entire city seemed to be baptized by lightning. Whether it was black energy or white energy, it was instantly blasted into chaos by the tyrannical current.
The pilgrims who had no time to escape had their hair blown up by the electricity and their bodies were scorched black.
People with stronger physical fitness can still stagger away from the lightning coverage, while those with weaker physical fitness can fall to the ground without knowing whether they are alive or dead.
I was horrified when I saw it, and it was hard to believe that this scene was artificially created.
But then I thought about it, thunder and lightning are caused by the collision of clouds carrying positive and negative charges.
Positive charge and negative charge are actually manifestations of yin and yang.
Once you have mastered the Great Onmyoji, it is not difficult to create large-area thunder and lightning.
But the truth is this. I have never seen many masters who can use the two qi of yin and yang to create large thunder and lightning attacks.
This old man is amazing!
Thunder and lightning swirled over the city, and the discharge lasted for half a minute before it was over.
When I looked over again, I saw the old man still standing calmly on the top of the city, surrounded by a crowd of twitching pilgrims.
He shook his head slightly and said: "There is not even a single person who has embarked on the road of asking questions, and I don't know if there are any decent masters in Jerusalem."
On top of the city, large numbers of pilgrim troops rushed up with fully automatic weapons. From the commanding heights, snipers had already locked onto the old man.
I don't know how many guns were aimed at him.
But the old man turned to the old man in white scarf in Almaty and said: "It won't work. Thermal weapons cannot deal with the S-class."
"Your shooting speed can't keep up with my Shukishin Jutsu!"
The face of the old man in white turban was full of panic, and the white robe on his body was burnt black by lightning.
He took three steps back and shouted loudly: "You are not allowed to rob! You are not allowed to shoot without my order!"
"Yusuf! Take your people and retreat!"
A strong man wearing a white scarf hesitated for a moment, then quickly retreated with his troops.
The old man in white turban smiled miserably and said: "I dare to ask senior how to call me."
The old man sneered: "Before the fight, you had no interest in asking me my name. Now that I can't beat you, you want to ask me my name, right?"
Even so, he hesitated for a moment and still replied: "My surname is He."
The old man in white scarf smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. He, I am the pilgrim leader of Almaty. You can call me Muhammad."
The name Muhammad is very common and is the most frequently used name in the world.
Almost every pilgrim adds the word Muhammad to his or her name.
Mr. He nodded slightly: "It's a very common name."
Muhammad looked at the wounded everywhere, and then said to Mr. He: "Mr. He, thank you for your mercy and giving these children a chance to fight the demons."
"We are willing to withdraw from the conflict between Middle-earth and Miss Oona."
Mr. He said expressionlessly: "Wouldn't it be enough to do this earlier?"
"Don't worry, China has no intention of targeting Almaty. I will return to China after killing Oona."
Muhammad turned to look at Oona with an apology on his face.
He moved his lips twice, as if he wanted to say a few words, but in the end he only left a sigh.
Mr. He's eyes fell on Oona: "Do you want me to do it, or do you want to solve it yourself?"
Oona's golden robe was burnt black, but her face was extremely pale.
Her strength is really powerful. You must know that the main target of thunder and lightning just now was her, but she was able to resist it.
Before she could speak, a group of black- and silver-robed warriors had already swarmed up, surrounding Oona at the core.
The warriors held giant swords with two hands and looked determined. Even when facing the legendary S-class strongman, they still refused to take a step back.
Mr. He frowned and said, "If I take action, none of these people will survive."
"You know, I don't have any good impressions of the people in the temple! I haven't completely saved the souls of the more than thirty truck drivers on the Tianjin-Men Highway!"