Wang Jin tried his best to signal Shrike to put down the pistol pointed at him with his eyes, his eyes full of desire for survival.
"Li Hui asked me to bring you a message, as long as..."
Seeing the shrike's face getting darker and darker, the young man tried to move Li Hui out to save his own life.
"Get over here quickly!"
Shrike roared in a low voice, and Wang Jin realized that what Shrike was holding was not a gun, nor was it aimed at him.
It was an exquisite little metal tower that looked like a work of art.
Not far behind him, an iron tower with a height of two people was being rapidly assembled. It seemed to be an enlarged version of the small tower.
Only now did Wang Jin clearly see the ferocious patterns on the iron tower and the slowly flowing light.
Countless reliefs with the faces of fierce ghosts are engraved on it. They roar and howl, but they still cannot escape the shackles of the Iron Buddha.
The tower continues to improve, and the aura it emits becomes more and more terrifying.
Wang Jin was even a little worried that it would lose control.
"The Iron Buddha has been activated, requesting the deployment of subsequent large-scale equipment."
"Agree to the request, the second group deploys a large electromagnetic gun."
"The three groups, headed by Gravedigger, are preparing to deal with subsequent situations."
There was an unquestionable majesty in Shrike's tone, and the first team moved rapidly under his command, like a precise instrument.
This was Wang Jin's first time seeing such a scene. He stared blankly at the dark man's actions.
Calm, rational and decisive.
Shrike is indeed a very suitable commander.
"One group will contact Xia Yu and be careful to identify each other."
"Mask contacted the third team and asked them to enter with the scavengers."
"Tuner, if you don't put down the thorns, I will kill you with one shot."
The dark-skinned man narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Jin with eyes still filled with murderous intent.
How long have you been holding on to this? Do you really think you don’t exist?
"Ahem...Master, I don't want to either."
Wang Jin approached Shrike and motioned to him to check on Li Hui's condition.
"I...I'm not contaminated."
The girl's eyes were flashing red, but she still kept waving her hands.
It's just that her pretty face is slightly red.
"Xiaohui is contaminated...Thanks to you for bringing her back."
Shrike sighed, and the murderous intent in his eyes dimmed a little.
"Guzheng, take a rope and tie up the thorns."
Following the shrike's order, the woman with various strings hanging on her waist slowly stepped forward and took Li Hui.
"call…"
The young man who finally regained his freedom took a breath and gently moved his stiff and numb arms.
Li Hui was very strong, and Wang Jin had difficulty holding her down.
"The Lord of the Feast looks like a fat middle-aged man, but in fact he has a very low body fat rate and has amazing defense and self-healing abilities."
"In addition to changing his own body, he can also control others through his blood. Please pay attention to protection."
The tuner quickly explained the general capabilities of the feast to everyone to avoid problems in the subsequent close combat.
"The stewards in the same camp have lost their ability to resist, and all other enemies have been killed by me."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and spoke lightly.
He could clearly hear gasps from the crowd.
"The house that was the center of the scene was destroyed by me."
"Fengyan's sister Ye Ying has been drawn into our camp and has been using her singing to help us hide our presence."
"The phantom with the ability to confuse the mind has been obliterated by me and will no longer pose a threat."
The young man kept a normal expression and talked about what he had gained along the way, but he did not notice that everyone, including the shrike, looked increasingly uncomfortable.
"this…"
Mu Jue, who was preparing for the battle, was stunned for a moment, his eyes a little dull.
Is the new tuner so fierce?
Sneaking in under Feast's nose.
He stunned his housekeeper, killed his younger brothers, and kidnapped his younger sister.
They even demolished the feast house before leaving.
He is even more devilish than the devil, even Satan has to have him tattooed on his body.
And hearing this, Wang Jin fought Feng Yan twice and came back alive and kicking.
He was also holding the direct disciple of the head of the Suppression Department in his arms.
If it weren't for the wonderful expressions on the faces of the other Suppression Department officers, Mu Jue would have thought he was hallucinating.
Everything that should be done has been done, and most of the things that should not be done have been done.
So scary.
Mu Jue felt very complicated.
Everyone except Wang Jin felt very complicated.
"Listen to me and thank you..."
The tall and thin boy patted Wang Jin on the shoulder and hummed a strange tune.
Now only this song can express his mood.
"It's not like it's not like that."
The young man waved his hand and smiled quite modestly.
What should be done, keep up the good work.
Wang Jin is not an involution maniac, he just does this to get more things.
"Everyone is ready!"
Shrike's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts, and the atmosphere that had originally been relaxed by Wang Jin suddenly became tense.
The rightful owner has arrived.
"Wang Jin! I'll kill you! Ah!"
The roar of the feast came, and the feeling of despair and anger made it impossible to doubt this young man's words.
Without the blood feud, I wouldn't be able to shout this news.
"Iron Pagoda preparation, large electromagnetic gun launches saturation strike."
"The last wave, when we're done, give me some energy!"
The shrike roared loudly, and the small tower in his hand flew into the air and started spinning.
"It's coming."
Wang Jin watched with interest and excitement on his face.
This was the first time he saw with his own eyes the normal process of containing monsters.
"Ready to shoot!"
The dark man's eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead, and the palms controlling Xiaota trembled slightly.
The iron tower not far away swayed slightly, and the devil ghost relief on it kept twisting, as if preparing to break free.
A strange blue-black light lit up, and the iron tower quickly cracked.
Shrike didn't seem to care about the gradually crumbling iron tower behind him. He just pointed the object in his hand at the figure that was approaching quickly.
"Wang Jin!"
The feast roared upwards, causing the fog throughout the scene to tremble.
He can no longer see the human form now.
The original limbs were replaced by flesh and blood tentacles covered with bone spurs. They stretched out from under the gorgeous scarlet robe, waving restlessly.
The robe flew up, revealing the huge mouth that slowly opened and closed on the abdomen.
It's actually inappropriate to say it has a huge mouth.
Feng Yan's entire body was about to split in two vertically from the middle.
The blood-stained ribs were turned outwards and squirming, and the sharp tips shone with a cold light.
The stomach sac is beating like a heart, and the majestic blood is constantly surging in it.
The only normal head was placed comically on the already disfigured body, and the expression on his face was distorted with anger.
"Damn."
Sheng Yan cursed in a low voice, and he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying aura, but he couldn't find the source because of Ye Ying's singing.