Chapter 209 Prince of Darkness

"Forget it, I will forgive you this time. If something good like this happens again in the future, you must remember to share it with your good friends. Don't be that kind of curly dog ​​Bichi who does one thing before others and another after others!"

"Oh...ok, thank you."

Seeing Zhao Yinshun's heartfelt sorrow, Iris felt guilty for a second, as if she had really done something sorry for him.

But she soon realized that something was wrong...

Wait, this is not a good thing!

No normal person would want to take the initiative to get involved in this endless war. Is there something serious wrong with your distressed expression after losing 100 million?!

We are fighting against the largest evil force in the world, we are not going to eat at a free buffet!

Not noticing Iris's contorted expression, Zhao Yinshun sighed and patted her shoulder.

"As long as you admit your mistake, from now on you will only be responsible for providing intelligence, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps, and leave the dirty work of killing people to me."

"…………"

Gently holding Iris's little hand, Zhao Yinshun rubbed the back of his fingers, his determined gaze like a sharp sword piercing the girl's heart.

"Your pure hands should not be stained with blood. Let me bear the sin of killing for you!"

The gentle words were like the sound of nature, and even a rock-solid heart could not help but stagnate for a second. A blush appeared on Iris's cheeks, and she lowered her head unnaturally.

"Um."

Looking at Iris's lowered eyebrows, Zhao Yinshun nodded with satisfaction.

Guess you know the truth!

Dog hunting, squatting in the grass and sniffing for experience will be enough. Don't think about dirtying my army line!

Smiling and looking away, Zhong Feiyu looked at the nearby small hall where there were countless white flesh worms squirming, and his seven fingers moved softly and without rhythm.

Mortals account for half, and if you ignore it, there are 17 "close combat soldiers", 15 "long-range soldiers", and 9 "artillery vehicles". Huh? How many "super soldiers" are there?

[Low Dimensional Vision], the entire small hall was steaming with countless pink clouds, which were continuously gathering towards eight of them, making our "interest" even higher.

"Wait a minute, there are only a few organizers of that kind of [Pleasure Secret Society]. We are the grassroots cadres of the [Happiness Secret Cult]. You must find us so that you can follow the clues and find fewer clues..."

Sensing Besica's eagerness to give it a try, Zhao Yinshun held down my arm and spoke in a voice as gentle as a mosquito, fearing that I would kill everyone on the spot.

"Is it these eight?"

"Um?"

Following Besika's gaze and seeing the eight people I named, Zhao Yinshun frowned solemnly.

"You know, in that kind of secret meeting where the atmosphere is mixed, you can't tell the difference between actual action and action..."

"Haha, he is too good at it, let's see your performance!"

"…………"

Patting the "middle-aged woman" on the shoulder, Besica moved her limbs, turning into a white shadow and blending into the night.

In front of me, the sullen Zhao Yinshun thought of the little priest [Omniscient Eye] who had a close relationship with me, and a hint of enlightenment arose in his heart.

When it comes to spying on secrets, of course the [Omniscient Eye] is more professional!

I just want to know whether Besica got some kind of [Sealed Artifact] from this little priest, or whether it was an ordinary secret method...

On the other side, knowing that Zhao Yinshun's thoughts were wrong, Besica lurked in the small hall, and the fishy and sweet smell that hit her face became more and more intense.

That distance has completely retreated into my killing range. I pinched my ferocious orchid fingers and, more than ten meters away, a hidden force passed through the small hall and quietly entered the eyebrows of the woman in the corner.

After a few minutes, she noticed that the target's breath was still stable, and Besica nodded with satisfaction.

Injured but dead, turned into a vegetative state with precision, [Ara Yiriskin]'s control of strength is really wonderful!

Putting aside the worries in his heart, his seven thick fingers danced softly and wildly, as if they were plucking the visible strings of a piano. The fleshworms in the entire small hall fell one after another, and their limbs were entangled and hugged each other, as if they had exhausted their physical strength.

Take a nap.

Until this time, Besica realized more intuitively and deeply why a small number of classes were afraid of warriors.

It's just because warriors despise the constraints of rules and draw swords to kill people if they agree with each other. More importantly, we don't have sufficient capabilities!

Within ten steps, everyone will be wiped out!

Just like myself, because of the super long-range attack range of [Huang Zhongfei Yujin], the entire small hall is shrouded in my fatal threat!

Outside that range, I am the god of death with a scythe!

Controls everyone's life and death!

The extraordinary person who sensed it didn't even have a chance to react, and lost his life without any warning!

In just one minute, most of the members in the entire small hall fell into "sleep", leaving only a few energetic low-level transcendent beings still squirming wildly.

Looking at the few "gun carriages" and "super soldiers" left, Zhong Feiyu knew that with our status, the spiritual warning before death would definitely make us react, and we would not die like the others.

It's clear.

Therefore... it is necessary to form a saturation attack at once, and then it can change from assassination to overt killing...

Lowering her eyes high and peeking at several figures with crazy expressions from the corner of her eye, Besica restrained the killing intent in her heart and steadily stimulated her dantian.

Thick true energy rushes through the meridians and pours into the fingertips, turning into ethereal and tangible sword energy.

Using the extraordinary power of [Arairisi Jin] to push the [Floating Dream Shadow Sword], the transparent sword light that slightly distorted the air flashed away, leaving slightly traceable straight traces outside the small hall.

"who!"

A shrill roar suddenly erupted, and the dozen or so remaining survivors subconsciously struck back, only to find that the terrifying visible sword light penetrated our defenses like a cold knife cutting through butter, easily tearing apart our rock-hard bodies.

The shadow of the sword flickered, and the movements of a dozen people froze. Lines of red blood ended up spreading under us, and in an instant they collapsed into piles of broken limbs!

Only eight cadres of the [Happy Secret Cult] were cared for by Besica and spared their lives. They were looking at the burly silhouette coming out of the shadows in horror and despair.

"Who the hell is he?!"

The next second we were still indulging, and the last second there were only eight living people left in the whole party. The shocking changes were hard for us to accept for a while.

A burly man like a tyrannosaurus stepped into the small hall, with a pair of cruel eyes wandering around, as if a hungry beast was peering into pieces of fat.

Two girls and one boy, they are quite good at playing~

Observing the eight people without interest, the dark vision penetrated the appearance, looked directly at the source, and saw the strange divinity surging in our bodies.

The two Xiaomin girls were frightened by Besica's gaze. They took a step forward involuntarily and roared with stern expressions.

"Does he know whose place it is?"

"Your father is in the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War. How can he be a coward and a madman and be captured without hesitation?!"

Besica, who was about to take action, was slightly startled, and for a moment she knew whether those two people were really useless or just pretending.

After all that, he still expects you to get away with it?!

And just when I was "shocked" by the stupidity of the two women, the charming white man who had been quietly hiding in front of the two women put his hand on our vests and murmured microscopically.

"Prince of White Darkness, Apostle of Joy, you offer your sacrifice and pray for your coming..."

"Ouch! Ouch!!"

The shrill wails echoed outside the small hall, and the meridians like big snakes appeared all over the bodies of the two Xiaomin women, squirming ferociously on their skin.

Qi, blood, energy, life, and even soul, everything is surging towards the man in front of us, and is continuously injected into your body.

Beside the small hall, a charming statue with a clear appearance glowed with a divine light that was visible to the naked eye.

The desperate and happy woman wanted to turn around and struggle, but she was unable to control her body at all. Some kind of weird divinity descended from the void. The corpses and "vegetative people" outside the entire small hall felt like they were melting rapidly, and their flesh and bones were like living creatures.

Gather in the center.

Feeling the enemy's aura swelling wildly, her fingers that were ready to move paused slightly. Besica looked at the charming Thai man with no interest, letting your spiritual sublimation and transformation.

Purple-white mist steamed in the air, and just a few dozen seconds ago, only Besica and the deformed outline hidden in the purple mist were left outside the entire small hall.

The flesh and blood of nearly a hundred people were completely swallowed up by the purple mist, as if they had never existed before. A strange and refreshing fragrance filled the tip of the nose, tempting Besica to take a small breath.

But in the [Low Dimensional Vision], those gases that are visible to the naked eye have shown their original shape, containing "poisonous" divine mist. As long as a trace is inhaled, it will be gradually distorted and dragged into the abyss of corruption.

The mouth and nose are completely sealed, and the huge internal energy circulates in the body, providing a steady stream of vitality.

Besica squinted her eyes and stared directly into the purple and white mist with cruel eyes. She saw this twisted and deformed outline swallowing flesh and blood bit by bit, and felt that it turned into an enchanting and charming human form.

"Hahahaha……"

A strange and charming smile that is neither female nor male, and both male and female, comes from behind the face, and a low and slender silhouette emerges from the purple mist, revealing an evil appearance that charms all living beings.

The unmistakable androgynous beauty contains forbidden charm. Every smile seems to be the temptation of the devil, arousing the most instinctive desires of human beings, making every cell end restless and peaceful.

The purple-pink translucent gauze barely covers the key parts. As the lotus steps move again, the bright spring light is looming, as if to firmly catch people's eyes.

"I am the Prince of Joy, En, the God of Broken Star. Let's enjoy the bliss with you~"

The supernatural and strange voice was like feathers ruffling under the skin. The low figure threw herself into Besica's arms without any scruples, greedily caressing the burly and majestic body.

However, the expected obsessive monkey did not appear. The burly man laughed coldly, his dark and cruel eyes full of ridicule.
To be continued...