As soon as the words were spoken, several ferocious-looking jeeps rushed out of the diagonal. Through the windshield, we could vaguely see Lisya, who had a cold look on her face in the leading car, and crashed directly into her.
The other party's car was obviously modified and had superior performance. It also had a special impact angle on the outside. Lisya stepped on the accelerator, the car roared forward, and directly hit the body of the off-road vehicle.
He Zhonghua's anger arose in his heart, and his hatred grew in his guts. He cursed: "Old Zhang! Keep driving! I'm going to chop him!"
Lisya is the loyal supporter of His Majesty the God-Emperor. No matter what St. Dika wants to do, she will support him unconditionally. Now that St. Dika is out of pursuit, Lisya rushes over with her men without hesitation.
The priests under her were not good at fighting, and more than half of the holy knights were killed or injured, and a small number of them fled with Prince Chic and disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, the Dark Judge was seriously injured and died in the chaos.
The three giants of the Holy Kingdom, the Dark Judgment Chief, died, Chick escaped, and Lisya naturally took over all the men. Seeing that His Majesty the God Emperor could not escape, she personally organized the men and drove after him.
Lisya collided head-on with us, but the surrounding vehicles surrounded us, trying to block us. Our vehicles were inferior to each other, and if we were surrounded at the core, we might be forced to stop.
Faced with such a situation, Zhang Wuren remained extremely calm. He stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel in his hand wildly. Almost at the same time, He Zhonghua screamed: "I'll cut it!"
The light of the demon sword's ghost-suppressing sword was like a sword, slashing directly at Lisya's jeep. In an instant, sparks flashed, and there was a heart-wrenching sound of metal tearing, and then the vehicle was like a deflated rubber ball.
, collapsed heavily on the ground.
We can clearly see that He Zhonghua's knife cut the jeep in half!
That is to say, the jeep did not hit us fast enough, otherwise the whole vehicle would have fallen apart under the huge inertia!
Lisya kicked the car door open, with a trace of fear on her cold face. Even she didn't expect that He Zhonghua's knife could actually split open a modified bulletproof jeep!
How much strength does this require, and how sharp does the knife have to be?
He Zhonghua held the demon knife to suppress the ghost and shouted loudly: "Lisiya! For the sake of Prince Chike, I will spare your life today! If you dare to chase me again, I will cut you in half with one knife!"
Hearing the roar of the car, Zhang Wuren was already speeding past in his car, leaving them all behind in an instant.
Without the obstruction of the Holy Kingdom, Zhang Wuren increased the speed of the car to the extreme. While looking at the car map full of English, he asked Yu Buren: "Direction!"
Yu Buren quickly replied: "The Demon Ancestor is so fast! Why don't we abandon the car and use the Shrinking Earth Technique to chase him?"
Zhang Wuren shook his head: "The Demon Ancestor has extraordinary skills, and if he dares to come to the Western Continent alone, he may have backup. If he uses the Shrinking Earth Technique, he will be exhausted even if he catches up!"
Lao Zhang is right. Shrinking the ground into an inch requires too much energy. The Western Continent is now full of enemies. No matter who it is, they must retain some strength!
We increased the speed to the extreme, turned around and saw that Saint Laurent had been left far behind. From our current angle, we could still vaguely see the billowing dark clouds above the venue.
The lightning in the dark clouds has disappeared, which obviously means that His Majesty the God Emperor's Heavenly Punishment has ended.
Thinking of this, we all sighed secretly. In this battle, all the top figures in the exorcism circle died. At least a dozen of them died just for those ranked in the world's master list!
To be honest, don't look at us making a big fuss at the Exorcist Joint Meeting, but our purpose is just to disrupt this meeting and prevent everyone from reaching an agreement to abandon our world of Middle-earth.
We thought a few people might die, but not so many!
There were more than 3,000 exorcism masters from all over the world, but no more than 500 could leave the venue alive! Most of the rest were killed by His Majesty the Pope's divine punishment.
No matter what, this is definitely bad news for the battle of life and death.
I glanced at the thundercloud behind me and said dullly: "Santa Dika, why do you do this?"
He Zhonghua sneered: "Why? He took in the Demon Ancestor and killed the exorcists indiscriminately. This bastard is either crazy or has completely surrendered to the dead!"
I shook my head slightly: "He is the supreme leader of the holy country and the spiritual leader of exorcists all over the world. In the world of living people, he has a very high status and is respected by others. There seems to be no reason for him to do this."
Zhang Wuren turned to look at me and asked softly: "You can't say that. Let me ask you, if he is not an immortal, how long can an exorcist live?"
I answered quickly: "At most a hundred years, even if you don't die after a hundred years, your body's cells will gradually stop metabolism, and you will die sooner or later."
After a pause, I added: "In fact, even immortals are not immortal forever. The First Research Institute of the Special Cases Division has long concluded that the metabolism of immortals is extremely slow, but it is nothing more than
One-tenth that of ordinary people. In other words, the lifespan of an immortal is about ten times that of ordinary people."
Exorcists are proficient in yin and yang, and can generally live to be over eighty years old. In other words, the lifespan of an undead person is also about eight hundred years old. When the time comes, the body's functions will age, and sooner or later, one will die.
Zhang Wuren asked again: "How long can a dead person live?"
At first glance, this question seems contradictory. How can a dead person ask how long he will "live"? But everyone knows that Zhang Wuren asked about the life span of the soul.
He Zhonghua and Yu Buren sighed, and then my body suddenly trembled, and a terrible idea came to my mind.
The Ancestor of the Corpse is over 6,000 years old, and the Demon Ancestor is about the same age. In addition, Old Man Yan, Sizhong Heng, and his snake girl, the God of Death, the giant of Long Bo Kingdom, the black-faced Buddha...
There are even domain lords from the Six Domains of Ten Thousand Demon Pit. Which one of them is not an old guy who has lived for thousands of years?
His Majesty the God-Emperor is not immortal. Even if he holds great power and is respected by others, after a hundred years, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess, and he may not even be able to save his three souls and seven souls.
Today's Saint Dika is basically no different from Qin Shihuang thousands of years ago! In order to "live" forever, he may do anything!
For his own selfish interests, St. Dica massacred countless exorcism masters and completely dragged the Holy Kingdom into a pit of fire. It is conceivable that once the story of Saint Laurent spreads, the credibility and status of the Holy Kingdom will plummet!
Exorcists from all over the Western Continent are fighting independently and have become a scattered mess. The consequences cannot be overestimated!
If Middle-earth falls again by then, the third battle of life and death may really be occupied by the dead.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing. Living people can't resist the temptation of immortality, so it's not that unusual for them to do such a thing.
But the choice of His Majesty the God-Emperor of the Holy Kingdom still makes us feel incredible.
In order to live, can you really give up anything?
Maybe it was the exhaustion after the war, or maybe it was the choice made by Santa Deca that made us feel depressed. Except for Zhang Wuren who was driving, no one spoke.
It wasn't until nightfall that we received news from Lei Zi. The response staff from the Special Cases Division had prepared the plane and were about to leave for home.
Inside the airport, there were exorcists from all over the world, either taking private planes or driving to the port to take ships. No one wanted to stay here anymore.
It is worth mentioning that Prince Chic did not leave with anyone and chose to stay on his own.
We vaguely guessed something about Prince Chic's stay. Now that the Holy Kingdom has become like this, Prince Chic will not allow Saint Dika to tarnish his faith.
I was slightly relieved. As long as the Special Cases Division got on the plane back to China, even if the country was full of undead, there were trustworthy exorcists everywhere.
It’s not like here, where we are hunted by the Holy Kingdom, surrounded by the Supernatural Research and Defense Agency, with the demon ancestors watching eagerly, and those frightened foreign exorcists dare not help us.
While he was thinking about that, Zhang Wuren suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped steadily. I glanced outside along the car window and saw sparkling waves and waves. It turned out that I had arrived at the beach.
This sea area is relatively remote, with no beautiful shoals or man-made greenery. Looking around, there are ferocious-looking rocks everywhere.
The waves hit the rocks with a crashing sound.
Yu Buren held the yin-yang compass and said with a gloomy face: "The Demon Ancestor has gone to sea."
Zhang Wuren nodded: "His goal has been achieved, and there is no point in staying here anymore."
He Zhonghua asked: "Do you want to pursue me?"
Zhang Wuren said categorically: "The Demon Ancestor set off an internal strife among the exorcists in Saint Laurent, and more than two thousand exorcists died because of it! Even if he fled to the ends of the earth today, we can't let him escape!
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After he finished saying this, his expression suddenly changed and he sneered: "The Yin soldiers borrowed the way? Are there Yin soldiers borrowing the way here too?"
We followed his gaze and looked ahead, only to see dozens of flickering ghost figures among the rocks, lining up in a long queue, walking step by step towards the shore.
The eyes of those ghosts flashed with green light, and they were covered in tattered armor. Their steps were frivolous, but wherever they went, a light layer of frost formed on the sea surface.
I said in surprise: "This is not a dead person from the Sixth Domain of Ten Thousand Demons Pit!"
There are six domains in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit, the upper domain, the lower domain, and four domains: east, west, north, south. Each domain has a domain lord who is in charge of everything.
Zombies in the North, ghosts in the South, ghosts in the East, monsters in the West.
There are armies of Hades in the lower realm, and demons in the upper realm.
The battle of life and death has been going on for such a long time, and we all have a general understanding of the hundreds of thousands of dead people in the Ten Thousand Demons Pit. But the group in front of us is an undead with a strong yin energy.
And they are probably the undead from the sea.
The few of us looked at each other, and our hearts were a little heavy. The dead in the world belong to the same family, but everyone also abides by the rules that have been passed down for thousands of years.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the undead at sea to come ashore.
Since the undead have appeared here, the flames of a life-and-death battle have probably spread.