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Chapter 39 The Realm of Slaughter

This uninhabited island off the coast of S City is not so much an island as it is a huge reef on the sea level, because the island does not occupy a large area, and when the tide rises, the entire edge of the island will sink

In the water, the space where people can stand is at most half the size of a football field.

However, when the scenery in front of Mr. Cat changed, he did not see the island he imagined. He and the three hell messengers arrived at a battlefield after teleporting.

The surroundings are filled with the bloody smell of killing, the sky is filled with yellow sand, and corpses are strewn across the fields. Looking up at the sky, it should be the sunrise in the sky at this moment.

"What's going on? You're not going to tell me that you've traveled to ancient times, are you?" Master Cat looked at the corpses on the ground wearing armor and holding swords and spears, and he only asked Woody half-jokingly.

"Hehehe... It's just a boring trick of the archangels. It's the same principle as the ghost realm you know, but their control over this illusion is much better than that of ghosts."

Vincent looked not far away: "These corpses are not real, but it seems that a real battle is about to begin."

The other three people also followed his gaze and saw that in that direction, there were many figures standing together, confronting each other tensely. However, due to the sandstorm-like weather, even at this distance, those people did not notice Mr. Mao and the others.

The presence.

Just as they were preparing to approach those people, the figures of three men slowly appeared in front of them. One of them looked to be in his early fifties, and the other two were in their thirties. They were still wearing the clothes they wore at the church that day, and their expressions were like robots.

Cold, with no sparkle in his eyes, he looks like three zombies.

"Hehehe... Sure enough, this kind of container can only barely hold you... Will these three bodies explode by themselves in the middle of the battle?"

The man in the middle said: "I am Archangel Raphael, and these are Brian and Robert. Devils, you understand our abilities and your own position. If you leave now, you can still save your souls."

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've heard in years." Vincent seemed to be telling the truth, his smile was absolutely relaxed and natural.

Woody just said to Mr. Cat: "You go over there, we will handle it here."

Master Mao didn't say much nonsense. He directly used his motion to move towards the crowd in the distance.

Raphael really didn't expect that this mortal could have such speed, but it was still not as fast as him. He could still move in front of the cat and kill him with one blow.

But what he didn't expect was that he would be the one being stopped...

Just when Raphael had just thought about it, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and then he felt a psychological feeling that he had not experienced in many years, that is, fear.

Anyone who meets Simon for the first time will think that he is very arrogant. He is always aloof and does not put anyone in his eyes. He states the impending death of others as if it is the final sentence of death.

At this time, Raphael felt this way.

Simon's cold voice sounded in Raphael's ears: "Zayu, who do you think you are talking to?"

Raphael wanted to release the holy power to shake the hands on his shoulders, but he was soon surprised to find that it had no effect.

Vincent's smile gradually turned cold: "Guys who can't even create their own bodies, was that childish threat just now your last act before you're finished?"

Brian and Robert's palms shone with golden light, and they appeared on both sides of Simon at the same time. They used all their holy power to make this sudden blow...

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Master Mao quickly rushed to the crowd, but by then the battle had already begun, and it seemed that it could no longer be stopped. Fortunately, these people's spiritual knowledge levels were also about the same, and there should be no casualties in a short period of time.

"Who exactly is it...the spiritual consciousness of these marginal people is not particularly high, who must be killed..." Mr. Cat watched these battles, but it was obvious that "that person" deliberately concealed his own strength. In such chaos,

It is difficult to see in the battle.

Soon someone noticed the existence of Mr. Cat, and there were quite a few people who knew him. If Mr. Cat also came for Hao Gendan, he would definitely be a very strong competitor. Of course, such people should be eliminated early.



Soon, four people surrounded Mr. Cat. These four Mr. Cat also knew each other. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are scum among psychics. The four Qian brothers’ profit-seeking and unscrupulous methods can be said to be unparalleled among marginalized people.

There are countless people who are capable of doing things that are harmful to nature and humanity in the human world. Lu Zheng once went to hunt them down personally, but in the end he had to give up because they fled to the Yin and Yang Realm.

"The four brothers of the Qian family, I have admired their names for a long time." Mr. Cat smiled jokingly.

The eldest son of the Qian family sneered: "Our brothers are not as famous as you, the 'Cat Master' in City S."

Mr. Cat snorted coldly: "Before you take action, can I ask how the fighting started here?"

The old man of the Qian family said: "Do you still need to ask? Naturally, the three experts will let us distinguish ourselves, and the strongest person left in the end will get the dragon gall."

"Oh? Do you really believe in the words of those three masters?"

"Are you trying to say that they are using tricks to make us kill each other? Hahaha! What kind of bullshit Cat Master, don't you even understand such a simple truth? With the strength of the three of them, if they want to kill people, they can do it themselves, why bother to play

This trick? Furthermore, they didn’t say that they had to distinguish between life and death, they just wanted to distinguish between superior and inferior.”

Mr. Cat sighed deeply and looked at Boss Qian with sympathetic eyes: "How stupid...haven't you noticed it yet? This illusion is by no means an ordinary ghostland. I felt it from the moment I entered here.

A desire to kill is arousing, and all the compassion in my heart is gradually losing. If I start fighting now, I will definitely not be able to help but kill my opponent."

The expressions of the Qian brothers all changed, but Boss Qian still refused to let go: "Hmph! You are talking alarmist, you want to scare our brothers? What kind of fantasy is not a fantasy? Our brothers have no one left alive, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Mr. Cat looked up at the yellow sand in the sky: "It's really gone..."

"What kind of mystery are you making again!"

"There is no reason not to kill you..." Before Master Mao finished speaking, Boss Qian's head actually appeared in his hand. The other three brothers of the Qian family did not even see Master Mao's action, and Boss Qian's

The body still stood on the same spot. It took several seconds before blood poured out of his neck, and the body fell to the ground at the same time.

"You...you..." The Qian brothers all backed away in horror.

Mr. Cat threw away the human head in his hand and looked down at his right hand. He only used a scalpel for this blow: "The neural mechanism that controls the killing instinct seems to have been blocked...even compassion and moral values ​​​​are blocked.

It's all starting to blur. We have to find 'that person' quickly. Even if his true spiritual awareness is stronger than mine, I'm afraid he won't be able to restrain himself for long. By then, the ghost hunter's casualties will probably be out of control..."

When the Qian brothers saw that Master Mao seemed to be thinking about something, they exchanged glances and immediately fled in three directions. However, after a second, there were no longer living people running, but three corpses.

Headless corpses. Their heads were still buried next to Boss Qian's. After losing their heads, the corpses actually ran a long distance before falling down.

Master Mao seemed to be still standing there unmoved, keeping his head lowered and thoughtful: "Is it because I have been studying Dunjia Tianshu recently, or is this the way I am after losing control... I always feel that I am too powerful.

..." I'm afraid Mr. Cat couldn't come up with the answer to this question at the moment, so he stopped thinking about it.

Master Cat immediately raised his head and continued searching, and found two familiar spiritual beings in the chaotic battle situation, He Wencheng and Liu Hang.

These two people should have started fighting. Both sides are ghost hunters and they are acquaintances. Naturally, Mr. Cat wanted to stop them. He used a chain of ghost moves to reach the two of them almost instantly.

But the scene in front of him was beyond Mao Ye's expectation. He Wencheng had lost. Both of his guns had been broken, and he was pinned to the ground by Liu Hang. However, he was still struggling desperately, and it seemed that he had to get up and fight with Liu Hang.

Hang fights to the death.

Liu Hang was overjoyed after seeing Mr. Cat: "Hey! Mr. Cat! Come and help me stop him. This guy wants to fight with me even though he has lost. I don't know how to restrain him, so I can only use brute force to restrain him."

"

Master Mao immediately raised his hand and recited a few words, a red light flashed, and He Wencheng stopped struggling.

After doing this, Mr. Cat looked at Liu Hang with a very strange look: "Why don't you kill him?"

Liu Hang looked puzzled: "Wow! What's your problem? Why should I kill him?"

This time it was Mr. Cat who was surprised: "How come... you are not affected by this illusion!"


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