Looking at the simple, dull sword in his hand, Bai Yi subconsciously mobilized the fire energy to flow into the hilt along his fingertips.
Boom!
In an instant, a thunderbolt shot out of the sword, hitting Bai Yi's hand, and then countless fine currents shot out from the hilt.
The stinging pain made him let go of the nascent sword, but there was no pain on Bai Yi's face, instead he smiled happily.
"It's indeed a divine power. It's a good deal!"
"Holy Lord, you don't keep your word!"
"No, no, no, our deal is to get the things and let you go, but I didn't say I would send you back to Neon!"
"you...."
"Afu, leave Tru behind, let's go!"
Ah Fu, who was wearing a mask and had a green face and fangs, was still on the ground carrying a disgraced Toru.
His fat body stirred up a circle of dust.
"Tohru, are you okay?"
Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Tru's arm. Looking at the latter's generous smile, she breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and looked at the Holy Lord and his party who were leaving the Kingdom of Shadows. She cursed in her heart, but she was not a kid from the slums.
Hei Haier, there are so many complicated and obscene words. In the end, I can only remember this scene firmly in my heart and let the Holy Lord leave.
"Holy Lord..."
Don't let me find the opportunity, otherwise sooner or later, Uncle Long will seal you and turn you into a stone sculpture again. I will write down this account for now, and there will be plenty of time to settle the matter later.
Back to the antique shop
"Dad?"
"There is no time, we can't make it in time. The disaster of Neon can only be solved by Chen Long and other mages."
"But, without the magic spell, Uncle Long shouldn't be able to defeat Bo Gang, right?"
"With the immortal god's armor, Chenlong will not be in danger. The Holy Lord will not go back. What we need to worry about now should be the final result."
"The Holy Lord will not go back?"
He patted the dust on his body and said, "What dad means is that the Holy Lord should have got what he wanted. There is no point in going back, and he will be entangled by the mages." Toru put down the hot tea in his hand and laughed innocently.
: "I'm going to clean up first. What do you want to eat tonight?"
What does the Holy Lord want?
"casual!"
Xiaoyu thought hard, but couldn't guess that Neon, or that there was something on Bo Gang that the Holy Lord wanted. She answered Tru's questions casually.
Tohru didn't care either,
You'll get used to this kind of thing. Besides, he just casually asked to see what Xiaoyu and Dad wanted to eat. If not, the dinner would naturally be prepared according to his standards!
Xiaoyu and dad can go to work without eating, but he can't. If you don't eat enough, you will feel irritable and have difficulty breathing, which will make your survival a problem, let alone work.
A moment later, Xiaoyu, who was meditating, was knocked on the head by her father, interrupting her train of thought.
"Open the book, Xiaoyu!"
Dad held a stack of large magic books and placed them in front of her. He turned around and got a pen and notebook, and said, "Neon, we can't help, but here is the Holy Lord... the sword.
To be destroyed, everything needs to be done again.”
"Find any records related to the Holy Lord or gods, be it spells or records, and copy them down. It will be considered your homework."
Xiaoyu's whole body suddenly felt bad!
Record...all?
Dad, do you know how many books this is? It would take me two weeks just to scan it roughly, let alone flip through and copy them one by one... I would be bald! And, although I
I like magic, but I can’t do it this way, I’m still just a child!
"One more thing, there are some Japanese books in the study room, these are for Tohru.
If you want to defeat the Holy Lord, you must first cut off his wings! Those black shadow ninjas should be from neon ancient times. Dad couldn't understand these Japanese, so I gave them to Tohru. Remember to tell him after dinner."
He turned his head, looked past his father, and looked at the study room. The pile of ancient books was at least three or four times more than what he had here.
Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay!
He and Tohru are both apprentices, but compared to the workload, the pressure is much less! After all, it’s better to be a kid!
A pile of books...
Although it is troublesome, it is much better than going to school to attend classes. Because there is something she is more afraid of, a group of classmates who are the same age as herself but have some mental problems. As soon as class is over, she is immediately surrounded by people.
People, even in class, there are always people passing notes to her or staring at her.
In comparison, reading in an antique store is so relaxing!
After a short and hasty dinner, the outside world is still paying close attention to neon.
Demons, monsters, and volcanic eruptions that are rare in ten thousand years, no matter which one is news that shocks the world, let alone these three coming together at the same time, coupled with a neon destruction headline. The result is not only an explosion of online media,
The popularity of the platform exploded, and even the sales of paper media increased many times!
The whole world is paying attention to neon. The atmosphere of tension and panic is spreading wantonly.
Only the antique shop is considered to be independent from the hustle and bustle. In the dead of night, only the dim light and the slight sound of turning books can be heard.
...
san francisco,
The new police chief of the Thirteenth District looked back and forth at the surveillance footage, turning his head to look at the mages with their heads lowered in front of them.
What a waste!
Eating the most resources, the result is not as good as the three melons and two dates exchanged from the antique store. Who would be angry if I exchanged it?
Anger surged in his heart, but considering that in the future, promoting magic to form a system similar to science would still require the efforts of these people, he sighed helplessly: "Everyone, you are consuming huge amounts of resources every day, but achieving very little, how can this be justified?
"
"Please take a good look at this piece of surveillance. I won't rush you, but please come up with something for me to submit as soon as possible. I can't pass the Congress, and it won't be good for everyone."
"If this continues, I will have no choice but to return to my old profession!"
America’s oldest business,
Of course that's poaching! If you don't have it, dig it. If you can't dig it down, grab it. If you can't grab it... destroy it if you can't get it!
Of course, given the situation here in the United States, it is indeed a bit difficult to play into corners. Ever since Walloon fled and lied to other European countries, the once good friends have now become very guarded against each other.
Even if they visit, most of them refuse. Asia...let alone.
I'm an experienced professional, and it's nice to say it,
But poaching is difficult!
I have played with the bitter pill of technological blockade before, now it is my turn to taste it!
.......
At the same time, the news spread quickly.
Europe, old castle.
Ximu, who transformed into a young man, sat at the dining table, savoring the fresh food that he had not seen for a long time, while listening to what a few people said in his ears.
Has the Holy Lord left?
Also, Bo Gang has been trapped in hell for thousands of years. Once he was released and saw the world on earth, his eyes were red. That guy didn't care about any plans and safety. Filling his stomach was his first need. Apart from that, even
Even I can forget about it.
If he had to run away, the Holy Lord made the right choice.
"Have you finished? Let's continue, collect information, and come back tomorrow morning."
"Sir, look, this..."
Ximu said calmly: "Scott, pay the bill and send these gentlemen out!"
"I understand, Master!"
The old butler, wearing a tight suit and with white eyebrows, left with a few people.
Since the world now belongs to humans, it is natural to follow human rules. Unlike the Holy Lord, who still retains some power, Ximu does not have the same capriciousness as him. Although it is uncomfortable, it is just right to transform into a human appearance!
Mix in with humans, mingle with each other, restore strength secretly, use magic to temporarily control a group of humans, and slowly expand and restore strength. As for the things on the surface, just leave them to the Holy Lord.
Who asked him to open the remaining gates of hell? If he doesn’t carry the sword, who will?
After waiting for the fist to stop leaving,
In the corner of the restaurant, in the mirror that has been hanging all the time, the head of Dikui flashed:
"Ximu, can you still contact the Holy Master now?"
"What, you want to save Bo Gang?"
Ximu frowned, mages, saints, humans, battleships... the situation over at Neon is not an ordinary chaos.
Of course, the key problem is not this, but Bo Gang. This is a stupid young man who doesn't care about food. He is also thick-skinned and has high double resistance. Among the eight demons, except for Curse Lan and Bazaar, there is no one else.
There is no way to deal with this big guy.
Although the Holy Lord has restored the most power among all demons, he really can't take Bo Gang away.
Is Digui crazy?
If the Holy Lord also falls into it, then you will all be in hell! He doesn’t care!
Ximu, on the other hand, quietly ate the food in front of him, regardless of how the Dikui screamed in the mirror, until he was full and drunk, he raised his head and said, "Let's talk first, I don't have the Holy Master's share."
My strength will bring you back. You can contact the Holy Lord, but when the time comes and he is trapped, just don’t come to me again!"
"Xi Mu, do you want to betray?"
"betray?"
Wiping his mouth, he glanced at Di Kui's portrait in the mirror.
"No wonder the Holy Master and you have never been able to talk to each other before, but now I understand. It's so easy, but you came back to save us? Do you really think that humans are still the same group of slaves who can only hide under our protection?"
"You have so little wisdom that I can't understand it even if I tell you."
"Nishiki!"
"If you have any questions, go and contact the Holy Master yourself. I want to rest!"
After saying that, leaving Di Kui roaring in the mirror, Xi Mu turned around and left without looking back.
It's not that he wants to protect the Holy Lord, the current situation of the world is very unfriendly to demons. His strength has been almost lost in hell. If the Holy Lord doesn't stand in front and attract firepower, Ximu can't afford this.
pressure.
He does have the idea to retain more demons to change the status quo, but it still depends on who this companion is, right?
The target is Bo Gang, who can save him?
That guy is going to die if he eats it,
Of course, the truth may not be as bad as Ximu thought, but there is no need to gamble with yourself. All demons only have one chance. It is not worth it to save Bo Gang and trap himself.
........
neon,
Rolling dust obscured the sky,
Thick smoke from burning and toxic gases from volcanic eruptions are everywhere.
That night, Neon suffered the biggest disaster in history.
In the first half of the morning, terrifying monsters and killers were killing people all over the place.
Later, monsters appeared and volcanic eruptions pushed the disaster to its peak. Death and destruction frightened countless people and fled in all directions. The burning cities around Tokyo soon became empty cities, and then slowly came.
The magma gradually eroded and engulfed it.
After every disaster, there are nothing but bones.
However, there were actually a lot more people dying this time.
It’s a strange beast from another world—Is No. 1 more powerful?
Still hungry and red-eyed, can Bo just have the last laugh despite no matter what?
the fact is,
Will not work!
No matter it was Bo Gang or No. 1, they were stronger than ever, but neither could cause fatal damage to the other party. Then, their self-healing power (little alien beast) quickly healed them and they fought together again. The mages around them were like this.
Watching them struggle from four o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the morning. Until they sealed off the surrounding area with a diameter of 20 kilometers with magic, the two of them were still fighting there energetically!
And after doing this, there is nothing the human mage can do!
The reality is cruel. Not only are monsters and demons difficult to break through each other's defenses, but the magic they can use also has little impact on them. There are also more complex and powerful ones, but they also have limitations just like technological weapons.
.
Insufficient manpower, lack of casting materials, and unsuitable environment. Even if the external conditions are completely met, and most mages have no specific practical experience, it is still a problem. It is easy to fail when you first start to cast magic!
Therefore, we can only watch these two people continue to fight and destroy the original ruins even more thoroughly.
Occasionally, there would be some calls for help in the area, but they could only pretend that they didn't hear or see!
Compared with scattered people, it is more important to confine the devil and No. 1 to the area!
More than a hundred mages and two archmages worked together as spell casters, and they spent a lot of materials to build the barrier. There should be no mistakes in the formation. After all, the materials were not sufficient, and the magic power of the mages was also very limited. In addition, the first
The first time I cast an ancient large-scale spell written in a magic book. This time I was lucky enough to succeed, but next time, who knows if it will fail?
There is no way to be cruel.
It's like no one expected this disaster to suddenly break out.
How indifferent I was before, I regret it now.
But it's useless, time won't stop.
What happened cannot be stopped, so try to prevent more cruel things from happening.
Busy, everyone is busy.
At this moment, Chenlong climbed out from the erupting Mount Fuji and lay on the wall that was subsequently raised by mages and humans, his face full of exhaustion.
It’s not my own body, so I don’t feel bad using it!
Although his body was snatched and controlled, Chenlong still knew exactly what he had done.
Ever since he lost control of his body, the "Chen Long" has been running around in the magma layer. He couldn't understand what the other party was doing, but he only saw that the magma and the ground seemed to have turned into an obedient child.
Let him control it. He blocked some places that were originally passages, and destroyed the places that were originally blocked... The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and when he turned back... the eruption of Mount Fuji was indeed much milder.
Even when he climbed up from below, there was no more magma spewing out of the crater, and the interior was gradually becoming quiet...