The thieves were still trying to rush out like crazy, but the fire around them was getting bigger and bigger, and the flaming beams on the roof began to collapse. Under the burning flames, several thieves tried to climb over like the vagabond.
The wall tried to escape, but all failed. His whole body was set on fire, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.
At the main entrance, Chu Ge led the Xiang Yong to defend it to the death. The Xiang Yong were already superior in numbers, and with the blessing of Haoran Zhengqi, these thieves could not escape at all.
Everything seems to be going perfectly according to plan.
But Chu Ge looked inside the theater. The troupe was still playing, and Su Xianjun on the stage was still singing. It seemed that everything happening outside had nothing to do with him.
"Look at the city on the back of the surging river. The Parrot Island is wide, the Yellow Crane Tower is high, the chickens and dogs are lonely, the population is bleak, and the market is depressed. They only feed the jackals and wolves, and the pictures of the beautiful river city are thrown away. The ears are full of shouts and the sound of drums and drums is loud.
, the iron horse is arrogant..."
Chu Ge couldn't help but sigh, what does it mean to be professional?
There is something special about singing an opera. As long as you start singing, you must finish singing even if there is no one in the audience. Because there are listeners from all directions, mortals on one side, and ghosts and gods from all directions. Even if the mortals don't listen, there are still ghosts and gods who are listening.
Of course, this statement may be a bit superstitious, but it is very helpful in ensuring the quality of the performance, maintaining order backstage, and paying attention to the ethics of the performance.
At this time, Su Xianjun, played by Meng Yuan, is practicing this seriously, which is completely in line with Su Xianjun's character.
Chu Ge couldn't help but sigh, this Meng Yuan is not simple!
Not only did he sing so well, but he also had the aura of not changing his expression even when the mountain was about to collapse. Seeing that the theater was about to be burned down by fire, and the flames almost scorched his costume, he could still remain so calm.
He is truly worthy of being a hardcore player on the list!
But what he doesn't know is that the main reason why Meng Yuan is still singing on stage is because he doesn't know what to do now...
It stands to reason that singing to attract the attention of these thieves so that the theater burning can be completed more smoothly is Su Xianjun's entire mission.
Now that the task is completed, what can be done next?
Going into battle to kill the enemy?
I don’t have any combat talents! I don’t have any weapons in my hands either!
Meng Yuan only had the talent of singing. What else could he do if he didn't sing?
Just lie down on the stage and wait for the battle to end?
That doesn't make sense.
Come on, let’s keep singing, there’s still a long part to go anyway.
…
Outside the theater, Huo Yunying swooped very nimbly to avoid the cross-gun attack.
"It should be almost over with Zhao Haiping, right?
"I'm afraid it will take the two of us to practice to deal with this Dongyi general."
Huo Yunying fought with the general for a long time. Although he was not injured himself, he was unable to cause any substantial harm to the opponent.
Although this Dongyi general could not ride a horse and his mobility was greatly reduced, he was wearing heavy armor and had a large cross-gun attack range. Huo Yunying really had nothing to do against him.
Although you can also try to attack the weak points of the heavy armor, Huo Yunying has no room for error.
General Dongyi could be attacked by him many times, but as long as he touched him once, Huo Yunying would be gone.
Therefore, Huo Yunying did not dare to act rashly, but only restrained him.
Fortunately, time was on his side. When the thieves in the theater were eliminated, the local heroes swarmed forward and were able to kill the Dongyi general alive.
However, at this moment, a wisp of black smoke floated from a distance and merged into the body of the Dongyi general!
Immediately afterwards, General Dongyi let out a painful roar. His body seemed to be swelling continuously, his eyes glowed with black light, and there were faint bursts of black energy!
Huo Yunying couldn't help being stunned.
Because he has never seen anything like this before!
During the previous trial of the illusion, he had fought against this Dongyi general countless times and knew his moves very well, but he had never seen his body being possessed by black energy and swell.
"Is it a special mechanism for the ultimate trial? The boss in the dungeon still has a second stage?
"According to the plot setting, is this the state of being possessed by a demon in a historical slice of history?"
Huo Yunying didn't have time to think about it, because General Dongyi's cross spear had already struck again!
He dodged again, but what was supposed to be a successful dodge turned out to be extremely dangerous. The cross-shaped spear passed close to his body and hit the stone ground next to him, causing stone chips to fly!
"The strength and speed are indeed different from before, and the difficulty has obviously increased!"
Huo Yunying's spirit tensed up instantly. Under the strong sense of crisis, his adrenaline surged and he dodged several fatal attacks one after another.
But it is still inevitable to fall into a dangerous situation.
At this moment, he heard someone chanting loudly not far away.
"The flying flowers cover the sun and the moon, and I don't know that there is clear frost in the sky and the earth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible force that was difficult to discern seemed to fall from the sky and instantly enveloped this Dongyi bandit!
The cross-shaped spear that was originally held high suddenly missed the target, and General Dongyi, who was holding the big spear, let out a painful roar. The black energy in his body seemed to be suppressed and instantly dissipated, weakening a bit.
Huo Yunying turned around and saw that after Chu Ge exhausted all his righteous energy to deliver this blow, his face turned pale and he was panting. It looked like he had spent a lot of energy.
“It really works!”
Although Chu Ge's body was hollowed out, his face showed a look of joy.
He had speculated before that since according to the plot setting of this game, there really are demons in the historical slices, is there some way to deal with the demons?
The righteousness of the scribes must be useful, right?
Therefore, he temporarily prepared a few poems and used them to guide Haoran's righteousness as a means of attack at this critical moment. Unexpectedly, they were really successful!
But he couldn't be happy too early, because the demon possessing General Dongyi had already charged towards him in rage!
The demon's anger is understandable.
Because he originally thought that the damn Returner was playing the role of Gao Ze, he kept trying to kill Gao Ze. But this troupe member who had always been inconspicuous suddenly used Haoran Zhengqi, which can directly attack the demon.
The ability to cause damage.
what does that mean?
It means that this orderer has hidden himself too deeply and did not even choose a special identity, almost playing with it!
But it's not too late yet.
It is obviously impossible to tamper with this historical slice, but if you can kill the sequencer once, then you have still achieved your goal this time!
Seeing General Dongyi aiming at himself again, Chu Ge couldn't help but darken his face.
Coming again?
Why does it seem like I’ve seen this scene before?
He didn't hesitate and ran away!
After all, it has been practiced countless times, and the reaction and speed of running have been greatly improved.
General Dong Yi angrily brandished his cross spear and wanted to stab Chu Ge directly to death. However, after being suppressed by Haoran Zhengqi, his speed was not as fast as before. Even though he was wearing heavy armor, he was unable to catch up for a while.
However, Chu Ge stopped after running for a certain distance and ducked behind a person.
General Dong Yi glanced at the person blocking Chu Ge and couldn't help but be stunned.
It turned out to be Yang Xinyan!
He saw the previously submissive troupe leader holding a sword in each hand, calmly standing in front of him.
Behind General Dongyi, Huo Yunying also followed.
One after the other, slowly approach.
Now, it was the demon's turn to be confused.
Who is the sequencer?
It stands to reason that if these were the aborigines in the historical slice and ordinary people, then they would naturally be invaded by the power of demons and would naturally feel timid.
Especially Yang Xinyan, he has obviously been eroded and tampered with, but why did he come back inexplicably now and pretend to be a god descending to earth?
And that ordinary troupe member can actually use Haoran's righteousness, which is even more wrong!
"Kill...kill!
"Kill you all!"
Under the crazy dormitory of the demon's power, General Dongyi's mind has completely fallen into madness, and the demon has begun to bear the repulsive power of the historical slice, but it can no longer care about so much.
When tampering is bound to fail, it just wants to find the hateful sequencer!
General Dongyi brandished a cross-shaped spear, while Zhao Haiping and Huo Yunying coordinated their attacks from different directions. The two of them cooperated very well.
Because they all knew General Dongyi's moves and roughly knew what he was going to do as soon as he raised his hand, the synchronization rate was extremely high.
In addition, with Chu Ge assisting them, even General Dongyi, who had received the increase in demon power, could not hurt them for a while.
But on the other hand, they couldn't deal with General Dongyi for a while.
Because this Dongyi general was not only wearing heavy armor, he was also controlled by demons. Being stabbed twice and hacked twice would not help at all.
The two exchanged glances.
The cross-shaped spear struck again. Zhao Haiping waved his knife with both hands and faced it with all his strength!
The sound of weapons clashing was heard, and both barbarian knives were knocked away by the cross-shaped spear. Zhao Haiping felt severe pain in the tiger's mouth, and his arms were sore and numb.
100% pain sensation is really exciting!
General Dongyi's big gun was also shaken, and his posture was a little unbalanced.
Huo Yunying saw the right moment and jumped deep, directly onto General Dongyi, who had swelled to nearly two meters high due to the power of the demon. The long sword in his hand penetrated the gap in the armor and pierced his back fiercely!
General Dongyi let out an angry roar, but the big gun in his hand was helpless against Huo Yunying on his back, so he could only reach back and try to catch Huo Yunying.
But at this moment, a figure jumped deep from the roof next to it, drawing a perfect arc.
This was a perfect timing. The man was angry and activated instantly. The sword actually penetrated the connection between the helmet and the armor accurately, sealing the throat with one knife!
Immediately afterwards, Xia Ruoling turned his sword and chopped off the entire head!
When a man is angry, he will bleed for five steps, and the world will be pure. This is the case today!
Even the emperor can be killed, let alone a little thief general?
A black energy emerged from General Dongyi's body. It seemed that it wanted to drift away and find another host. It seemed that there was still something that couldn't be let go, but it quickly failed and dissipated into nothingness.
Obviously, this demon never figured out until his death, who was the sequencer in this historical slice?
At the last moment of dissipation, it looked towards the theater.
The entire theater was already in a sea of flames, and all the thieves who could not escape were buried in it.
"If you don't dream about prosperity and death again, where will the love between your children disappear..."
On the stage, Su Xianjun's song finally finished and the curtain call was taking place.
The flames were lingering, as if the curtain of a stage was slowly closing.
