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Chapter 1,239 The True Face of Doctor Bird’s Beak

 The battle between the priest and Cai Yuzhe can be described as a hard fight for Cai Yuzhe.

"Bang!"

The silver locks condensed into the shape of a pointed cone and thrust towards the eyes.

The ground was violent and dust was scattered everywhere.

However, upon closer inspection, the priest's body began to distort and disappear, just like a mirror in the water.

Immediately afterwards, the priest appeared behind Cai Yuzhe, the lantern scepter in his hand flashed, and a thick yellow mist slowly overflowed from it!

It's a plague!

Cai Yuzhe, who had met the priest once, naturally understood the methods his opponent was good at.

The priest has two means of looking after the virus. One is plague. This virus is more ferocious than the Black Death in the European Middle Ages. Unlike conventional poisons, it is difficult to completely resist even ordinary antidote.

The other is a weird method of "non-existence".

After reducing one's own sense of existence, it becomes one with the surrounding environment.

In this way, it is impossible to determine whether the person he is attacking and seeing before him is a real priest.

The priest's gloomy smile reached his ears, obviously mocking Cai Yuzhe for overestimating his abilities.

"Last time, when many of you worked together, you were no match for me alone."

"This time, you still have the guts to come alone?"

As he spoke, frantic crows flew out from the thick fog of plague.

Their scarlet eyes stared at Cai Yuzhe, bursting out with strong curses. The feathers on their bodies shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm!

Cai Yuzhe snorted coldly, waved his arm, and the silver lock turned into a vortex that kept spinning rapidly, blocking all the feathers. At the same time, the golden shackles suddenly fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

However, the direction in which it fell was not where the priest stood in the poisonous mist, but where the crows gathered before they flew!

"Bang!"

With the sudden sound of collision, the thick fog of plague dispersed.

Taking a closer look, the priest's lantern scepter was locked by a golden shackle.

"Huh?" Under the mask, the priest stared at Cai Yuzhe, seemingly a little surprised that the other party could find him.

Cai Yuzhe smiled coldly, not talking nonsense, and formed a seal with his hands:

"Hell Temple!"

There was only a "bang" sound, and the huge ghost dungeon quickly surrounded the two of them, forming an indestructible barrier!

And this time the dungeon, as far as the eye can see, is even more sinister than the Hell Temple used by Cai Yuzhe before!

Not only were the instruments of torture and evil spirits more densely packed, but the whole body was covered in blood!

The evil ghosts looked at the priest who was chained by the golden shackles, and they immediately rushed forward with saliva in their eyes.

The priest chuckled, and his body twisted again, so that the evil ghost jumped directly into the air.

"It's interesting." The priest stared at Cai Yuzhe: "How did you catch me at that moment?"

Cai Yuzhe said coldly:

"Your ability is indeed weird. It reduces the sense of existence. Whether it is sight, hearing, or smell, your true identity cannot be easily detected."

"But, in the last battle, combined with the fight just now, I discovered that you have a fatal weakness!"

"Your real means of attack are plague and crows."

"However, the effect of the plague is gradual, and the crow is your most efficient killing move."

"Crows do not have the ability to sense existence, and they appear from one point every time."

"So...it's not difficult to deduce!"

The priest under the mask narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Ha..." Cai Yuzhe sneered: "Your 'non-existence' ability seems to be unsolvable, but there is nothing unsolvable in this world!"

"The stronger the effect seems, the more fatal the flaw is!"

At this moment, Cai Yuzhe escaped from the Hell Temple. While maintaining the ghost dungeon, silver locks shot out from all directions!

The priest kept dodging, but the silver locks that were thrown away did not disappear. Instead, they kept folding and rebounding to other angles. In this way, the chains folded with each other, which made the already small ghost dungeon even more...

narrow!

"Of course, there is another way to crack your ability!"

Cai Yuzhe said coldly:

"As long as you are in a limited space and you can't escape, and then the error changes and attacks from all directions, your ability will be useless!"

"Because, in the final analysis, your ability is just illusion!"

"Instead of actually making the body immune to attack!"

Immediately, Cai Yuzhe put his hands together, and the chains condensed into sharp cones, attacking in all directions.

Only a small area where Cai Yuzhe stood was avoided by all the silver locks.

Sure enough, not long after, with a muffled groan, the priest in front of him disappeared, and the figure of the priest suddenly appeared in the empty space behind him!

At this time, the priest seemed a little angry, with a hint of coldness in his tone:

"Okay, okay!"

"I underestimated you!"

"but……"

The priest waved his lantern and scepter, summoning a swarm of crows to attack.

But the hungry evil spirits wandering in the ghost dungeon couldn't bear it for a long time. They dragged the crows down one after another before they could attack!

The priest raised his hand, and the crows exploded one after another, swallowing up the evil spirits!

“Not bad, not bad!”

"You did analyze me very comprehensively."

"But...have you forgotten that you still have the plague on you?"

At this time, Cai Yuzhe groaned, and the plague was corroding the wounds on his body.

The thick yellow fog began to gradually engulf Cai Yuzhe.

Cai Yuzhe staggered and suddenly fell to his knees with a "pop" sound.

The priest smiled gloomily:

"Even if you can see through my methods, so what?"

"You can't break the plague. The longer it takes, the faster you will die!"

The priest seemed to be very confident in his methods. He immediately got out of the chains and walked step by step in front of Cai Yuzhe.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he wanted to appreciate Cai Yuzhe's painful expression.

However:

"Bang!"

Like a sharp sword, the silver lock suddenly penetrated the priest's body!

The priest could not dodge this blow, and even damaged the beak mask a little.

A trace of blood spilled from the gap.

The priest roared angrily and swung his lantern and scepter at Cai Yuzhe, but Cai Yuzhe dodged him.

"impossible!"

"This is impossible!"

The priest's tone became a little confused.

"You were obviously infected with the plague, how could you be fine?"

Cai Yuzhe stood up slowly and smiled coldly:

"The last battle in the park, after I was infected by your plague, I have already found a coward!"

"You said your plague is more lethal than poison? So what!"

"A person who has traveled to the Yin Department of the Ten Divisions is also a person who has lived for more than a hundred years!"

"His methods are beyond your imagination!"

"I prepared the antidote a long time ago!"

As he spoke, Cai Yuzhe's palm popped open. It was a metal syringe, and it was already empty.

The plague on Cai Yuzhe's wound also gradually subsided at this time.

"In addition, I also discovered an interesting thing!" Cai Yuzhe sneered: "Every time you use your ability, your mask will flicker with a faint light."

"So does it mean that your ability to use 'non-existence' relies on your mask?"

In an instant, Cai Yuzhe suddenly disappeared from the place.

The priest was about to retreat, but it was too late. Cai Yuzhe had already rushed in front of him.

A punch, wrapped in silver locks, hit the priest's mask hard.

"Crack!"

The beak mask immediately completely shattered!

Revealing a somewhat sinister Western face!

"Father!" Cai Yuzhe sneered: "Now, try using your ability again!"

"Do you really think that during these three days, we did nothing but recuperate?!"

The priest took a deep breath and his eyes darkened:

"It seems that I have indeed underestimated you."

"But...you also underestimated me!"

As he said that, the priest grinned, without any panic in his eyes:

"Ghost Story Association, I am a Sequence Three! I am a very old member!"

"If I only know these few tricks, do you think I can survive for so many years in the association?"

"You said he was over a hundred years old."

"But do you know? In the Ghost Story Association, the king is not the only old monster!"

The priest burst out laughing, and his whole body began to be wrapped in a strange black mist!

At this time, the priest's body began to slowly melt away, and a pair of goat-like eyes suddenly emerged from the black mist, staring at Cai Yuzhe.

"Do you know...the origin of Doctor Bird's Beak?"

"Indeed, the horrific Black Death broke out in Europe in the Middle Ages."

"The contagiousness of this disease is so terrible!"

"So, a group of doctors began to treat those suffering from the Black Death without any hesitation!"

"But...in order to prevent themselves from being infected, they put on special robes, thick gloves, and gas masks like beaks!"

"But it was this group of people who, in the eyes of the ignorant people at the time, became the devil's spokesperson!"

"Even...many people regard seeing Doctor Beak as a bad omen!"

"Over time, the strange stories about Doctor Bird's Beak gradually took shape!"

"A... spokesman for the devil who climbed out of hell. They obtained the method of spreading the Black Death from the devil's hands, and then treated these patients, in order to... get the worship of believers from the hands of God!"

"Do you think you beat me?"

"Haha... That's just the weird story about Dr. Bird's Beak, the 'human' part."

"But... as part of the "Devil Apostle", do you really understand my abilities?"

The words fell:

"Bang!"

Blood-stained leather boots stepped out of the black mist.

The priest has transformed into a height of two meters, and his entire face has turned into that of a goat!

The lantern scepter in his hand also turned into a huge scythe! The handle of the scythe was engraved with a classic devil shape.

"This is the real beak doctor!"

"The bird-beaked doctor known as the God of Death!"

The priest grinned:

"Is that the jailer?"

"Let's... continue!"

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