Chapter 489: The life and death cycle of the city master of Anle
Black mist covered the sky, it was dark, gloomy clouds shone on the ground, and it was dim and gloomy. It was another dark night, because the yin energy was much stronger than in other worlds. This kind of sky was very common in the Bright Moon World, and no one was much wary.
In addition, Anle City was retreating steadily, and they were about to withdraw their troops and return home. People did not care about it. They lit fires to roast game, drank wine and punched, played and made noises, not knowing that the danger was just around the corner.
Around the human army tent, lines of invisible mist rose up. At first, some traces could be seen, but then there was no trace. In addition, it was colorless and odorless. In this dark night with splashes of ink and indigo makeup, all directions were like splashes of ink.
, is even more elusive.
It's night, when the southeast wind blows, but today's wind is different from usual. It's barely discernible at first. The human soldiers, from Bilan Saint Woman to the Qi Refining Soldiers, all inhale this mist without knowing it.
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As soon as the leaves were blown, some soldiers with low cultivation were blown by the wind, their bodies softened, and they felt a little unconscious and swaying. Everyone just thought it was because they drank too much wine, even though a few people found out.
No, but I just think that the soldiers guarding the camp are tired and lazy.
However, when the southeast wind finally blew the leaves, causing the whole tree to shake, the soldiers, who were already unstable, fell down one after another and did not even have the strength to get up.
Everyone is aware of the urgency of the problem, but under Jin Dan, almost all have lost their combat effectiveness. Even Jin Dan Zhenren can only exert less than 30% of his combat effectiveness.
To make matters worse, there were loud shouts, gongs and drums, and ghosts shouting for revenge. They surrounded from all sides without any reservations. They launched a general attack at the beginning. The offensive was so fierce that they quickly broke through Bilan.
The formation arranged by the Holy Mother.
All the soldiers guarding the formation were unconscious, and the formation was without human control. It was extremely easy to break through it.
This was a new massacre. Wu Yi raised his head and looked at the place where the fire was the brightest. He had already closed his five senses and was not affected by this mist.
Wu Yi had heard about this revenge, which was based on the return of demonic seeds, a few days ago. However, Wu Yi sat idly by and allowed this revenge to come. Behind the scenes, there was still a balancing purpose.
On the other hand, the chaotic situation is also the best time for him to plant the seeds of demonic thoughts.
"My lord, my lord! Oh no, the ghosts are attacking at night!" An urgent cry came from outside the tent. It was the captain of the bodyguard assigned to Wu Yi by the Holy Mother Bilan. She was cultivated in the golden elixir. At this time, her thoughts were quite clear.
Clear and fluent in articulation.
The reason she came here was to escort Wu Yi away. With the ghost men attacking now, the organization was already in disarray, and there was a high possibility of a camp roar, which would be out of control.
But Wu Yi sternly rejected her. His fourth senior sister, Saint Bilan, had not yet taken action. The enemy just relied on some mist to collapse an army of 100,000 people. How could it be possible?
Saint Bilan, who is proficient in the art of detoxification, must have a way. If the matter is not at its most critical, if he leaves at this time, he will inevitably be charged with running away from the battlefield. What's more, he is still a commander and knows the law and breaks the law. Wu Yi cannot afford to lose it.
That person.
The captain of the guard had no choice but to follow Wu Yi's will and guard Wu Yi closely, although her strength was not as good as Wu Yi's.
The mist was so powerful that the soldiers were unable to fight back. When the enemy entered the camp, they encountered almost no decent resistance. They passed by with overwhelming force and killed many people. This was indeed a good opportunity to leave, and perhaps the only one.
opportunity.
Wu Yi went straight to the camp of Saint Bilan and begged the guards outside to inform him. However, after several requests, the guards refused to even report. They just said that Saint Lady did not see outsiders and went back.
Is there something wrong with Saint Bilan? Wu Yi had doubts in his heart and rushed in regardless of the obstruction of the guards outside.
Opening the curtain, I saw Saint Bilan sitting on the futon, the water around her was full of light, changing in thousands of ways, and the moist water vapor permeated the entire tent.
There are bubbles in the water vapor, exuding an evil and obscure aura, and it is made of unknown poisons. Even if the water light disappears several times, there is no reduction in the slightest. It is stubbornly unimaginable.
Holy Woman Bilan was also poisoned by the poisonous mist. Wu Yi frowned, and it seemed that even Holy Woman Bilan didn't have a good solution.
The mist was surrounded by water and could not leave. Saint Bilan forced the mist out of her body.
Saint Bilan opened her eyes rather unhappily, and was about to scold why she let others in. Didn't she tell her not to see anyone?
But after seeing Wu Yi, the anger in Bilan's heart was suppressed, but her tone was much cooler than before: "What are you doing here?"
Wu Yi raised his hand, bowed and said: "The situation is critical. The ghosts have already broken through the formation. They are rushing in with overwhelming force. The soldiers are trapped in the poisonous mist and have little power to fight back. Please ask the Holy Mother to give you the antidote to relieve the soldiers' trap."
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Saint Bilan sighed longly and said: "This poison is quite difficult. Even I can only repel it for a while. If I want to remove it, it will take several days to eliminate it."
Okay. The Lord of Anle City is indeed extraordinary. If he doesn’t take action, he will do it with such ruthless methods.”
Wu Yi did not expect that even Saint Bilan could not remove the poison. "However, the ghosts are coming with great force and killing many people. If they are not stopped, we will be defeated this time."
The urgency on Wu Yi's face was partly true. After all, there were many hosts of demon seeds among them, and they were all dead. Wu Yi's hard work over the past few months had been in vain.
However, in order to maintain a relative balance, Wu Yi is also willing to make some sacrifices. In fact, the two are not contradictory, but are about the division of immediate and long-term interests.
"That's right." Saint Bilan took a deep breath, stood up, waved her sleeves, and spread the waves. The water was filled with light, spreading out, pure and clear, and it seemed that the sound of the waves could be heard.
The water curtain enveloped all the human soldiers and tried its best to help them expel the poisonous gas in their bodies. There were tens of thousands of people. Every minute and every second, the energy consumed by Bilan Saint Woman was an astronomical figure.
If you give Saint Bilan some more time, not to mention removing the toxin, it will not be difficult to suppress it. However, will Anle City give him this opportunity?
"Hahahaha," the wild laughter came from the horizon. At first it sounded like an old man, and then it sounded like a childish child. Sometimes it looked like a weak young man, sometimes like a young girl. How could the word "weird" be so bad, but
In Wu Yi's ears, this person did this deliberately, perhaps to hide something.