Volume 1 Strange Attacks Chapter 118 Buried by Wind and Sand
Li Zhiqun drove Liang Zhen to a bathing center. Liang Zhen rushed in very anxiously, took a good bath, and then gave his back a good rub.
"How many years have it been since you took a shower?" Li Zhiqun looked at the dirt on the ground and said with disgust.
The bath master smiled and said nothing. Xin said that there was a "big" job today. Liang Zhen was so depressed that ordinary people were present, and he couldn't tell how dirty the cats and dogs were during the change.
, there are many diseases in the body. Ordinary bacteria, or lice on the body, etc. can be easily killed with magic power. The devil's breath, bacteria and parasites are all fatal, but cleaning cannot be done.
After they finished washing, the two found a quiet place and started chatting.
"What are you going to do next?" Li Zhiqun asked Liang Zhen.
"Find a hidden place first. That coin should answer a lot of my questions. What about you? What are your plans?" Liang Zhen asked back.
Li Zhiqun was a little confused for a while. He became a psychic by chance and has been busy improving himself, looking for methods and items to upgrade. Until he finally reached the intermediate level some time ago, he fell into confusion as to where he should go. That
The goal felt so far away at first, and now it still seems to be shrouded in fog. Although I have found a clue in Liang Zhen, is this really what I want? You must know that with your current conditions, you can survive in the world.
Well done.
He answered with some uncertainty: "I don't know, how did you become a psychic?"
"It seems you are not as mature as I thought! I really don't know how I became a supernatural being. It seems like I just had a dream. Are there many people like you and me who don't know why I became a supernatural being?
I don’t know why you are persisting?”
Li Zhiqun shook his head helplessly and said: "I don't know, there should be a lot of them! But they are all messing around, just like the spokesperson of Biffrons, the corpse hider Qiao Ge. Unorganized people are like this, they do whatever they want. Organized people
Most of the people just listen to the orders of those above."
"What about you? Who do you serve? What you are pursuing here is not an ordinary secret, Asmodeus! Just one Glyon Rapor is enough for us. Now there is greed, laziness,
Gluttonous people have appeared, but arrogance, jealousy, and rage have not appeared. Which one can we handle?" Liang Zhen silently counted the possible opponents.
"Actually, I don't know who they are. It's just that I became the spokesperson of Haorui, automatically obtained the identity, and attended a party. From the party, I was entrusted to investigate these. The members are not only demons and angels, but also many human beings.
I don’t know what their purpose is. In fact, I am just messing around. Being a devil is quite tiring!" Li Zhiqun said with emotion.
Liang Zhen echoed: "Who says it's not the case! There is not a word of truth in our mouths, so we have to be careful at all times!"
After saying that, the two of them laughed at the same time, as if they had solved some knot in their hearts. In fact, another shadow was added to their hearts. They could no longer go back. On the day they became demons, there was no way out.
"I have been thinking, why is it me? I want to figure out why I became a devil, because I am different from you. You are the spokesperson and believer, and I am the bloodline."
"I just started working, someone framed me, and I wanted to find out who framed me. So I found the devil's website, and performed the ritual by mistake, and I became the spokesperson of Haorui."
The two looked at each other and sighed inwardly, believing that the other was not lying, but not everything. Liang Zhen did not say that he had traveled through time, and Li Zhiqun did not say that he had actually done something bad and was being blackmailed. This is the devil,
Lying is an instinct, and distinguishing lies is due to distrust.
Liang Zhen told Li Zhiqun the relationship between the Demon Infant, the Memory Crystal, and Asmodeus. This made Li Zhiqun feel more energetic.
When the two were parting, Li Zhiqun said to him: "You know how to contact me if you need it. I will treat this information as something I owe you."
When he picked up the coin, Liang Zhen knew the name of the coin, the Judgment Coin. When he touched the coin, hallucinations filled his mind. He had an intuition that the Judgment Coin would answer some of his questions.
Just like a memory crystal.
In this way, he needs time and a safe place. In fact, it is best to keep Li Zhiqun. His stealth ability can ensure that even if Liang Zhen's magic power goes wild, it will not be noticed by the people around him. It is easier to do it in a hotel, because
There are four people at the same time. Ming Yan is a Taoist and a positive energy. Even if the other two have ideas, they will have some scruples.
Both of them understand that this is not a simple issue of trust. There is no conflict of interest between them, and there is no hatred between them. They even have the same goals. There are just some things that need to be faced alone. Liang Zhen has an unknown self.
Li Zhiqun has that mysterious organization.
After thinking about it, Liang Zhen thought of a place that many people would not go to. He came to the room, lay on the bed, took out the ruling coin, no longer resisted the illusion in his mind, and completely devoted his body and mind to it.
In a desert area, yellow sand is flying all over the sky, and a group of warriors wearing armor are walking here. Some people's swords and armors are damaged. I don't know whether it is because there are many battles, or because they have just experienced a fight.
After advancing for an unknown amount of time, the samurai leading the team ordered to camp and rest. It was still early in the day, so setting up camp so early made some people complain. People who are familiar with this place know that there is an oasis in front of them, and they can drink comfortably by then.
One person is full of water. However, it takes half a day to walk and advance in the dark, which is relatively dangerous. In other words, I complained to the samurai leading the team that they had to take a detour, which wasted half a day.
A bonfire was built and a tent was set up. Everyone sat around and warmed up. There was no loud noise. Everyone gathered together and whispered. It seemed that everyone had a lot of secrets. Many people in the team were looking up at the stars intentionally or unintentionally, but the sky suddenly
Clear and dim, difficult to see clearly.
It was late at night, and everyone entered the tent to shelter from the wind and fell into sleep, which was just the right time for some people to carry out their conspiracy.
An old man in the team was kneeling on a blanket outside, chanting obscure incantations. The leading warrior was guarding the team, and the killing began at this time.
The person in the team with ulterior motives had already brought his men out to kill them. Both sides didn't talk nonsense. They were both supernatural beings. They immediately transformed into each other and unleashed various ultimate moves, fighting each other.
The leading warrior enlarged his figure and stood behind the old man, preventing anyone from disturbing the old man's ceremony.
There were demons and angels attacking. At this moment, they seemed to have abandoned their hatred for thousands of years and actually joined forces. There were even densely packed enemies in the distant sky rushing towards us. Everyone in the team launched from the ground.
During the attack, the Balrog and Wind Demon teamed up to destroy the surrounding environment. The ground turned into hot and soft magma, and strong winds whipped up the roaring sand.
The leader of the team is a profession on the supernatural side of the world, mediums, ghosts, gods and warriors, and they seem to have been prepared for a long time. The two magicians jointly released a magic shield, covering the old man, blocking the wind and sand. The ghosts, gods and warriors took
They killed them with weapons, and one of them transformed into an ice man and attacked the Balrog directly.
The enemy in the sky soon arrived. A ghost and god roared, and his whole body shone with white light. He took out a spear and threw it towards the sky. The spear streaked across the sky like a meteor. When it entered the enemy's formation, the spear exploded and hit the enemy.
One piece. This spear seemed to have opened the curtain, and various subsequent attacks followed, including magic and useful arrows. Of course, the spear of the ghost and god was indispensable.
A huge goat-horned demon fell to the ground, causing a cloud of dust to fly. He slashed the door panel to the ground with the sword in his hand, and a crack was torn out in the sea of sand, spreading towards the old man.
The magician's magic shield was used to defend against attacks from the sky. It was already very difficult to deal with it. The gems on the staff were cracked. The samurai leader knew that it would be easy to break the magic shield, so he stood up, pulled out his sword and inserted it.
On the ground, before the attack came, after reciting the spell, the entire ground suddenly came together from the sand. The cracks were like hitting a rock, and the entire ground shook a little.
An angel pointed his sword towards the sky, and the four wings behind his back shone with white light. A ball of light condensed on the tip of the sword. It solidified to a certain extent. He swung his sword and smashed the ball of light. A spear pierced into the air and collided with the ball of light.
, the ball of light exploded, and the spear still had enough power to stab the angel's wings. But the ghost and god froze in place, his muscles swelled, his skin was torn, and blood flowed out from the wound.
There were so many angels and demons who came to attack, and the magician's shield was also broken. Only someone could stand tightly beside the old man and bear all the attacks for him. The iceman successfully approached and smashed
He captured the core of the Balrog, but he was also beaten to pieces by the enemies that came up later. The leading warrior also went into battle in person. The goat-horned demon was killed by him just now, but he also lost an arm.
The people who were killed here were retreating steadily. They looked at the old man with hope in their eyes. They turned back to look at the enemy, their eyes full of despair. But no one spoke, no one ran away or flinched. They all picked up the weapons around them and continued to fight. Some
The man fell down so weakly that he had to look at the old man for the last time.
The old man suddenly sang loudly. When the last byte was sung, hot white light emitted from the old man's eyes and mouth, shooting straight into the sky. Everyone seemed to have seen the light of day, and their morale was greatly boosted. The few people who fell also smiled.
He closed his eyes.
A vortex, unknown whether it was black or white, appeared in the sky. The suction force it revealed was so strong that it sucked in all the life around it. The wind and sand blew by, and the desert quickly covered the place where the battle had been, covering up all traces, like
What just happened was like it had never happened before.