Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 844 Ignition (35) ([-] added to the Silver League "Jaquinte")

"Yes, the advantage is that there are enough demigods in this place."

Xiu Meng affirmed Fu Qian's speculation that he only killed demigods.

"Besides, this isn't too brutal a hunt, after all, they won't really die."

This guy knows a lot about Unseen Hills.

Fu Qian nodded slightly.

"It's a pity that they don't think so. At least from what I know, most of them don't want to experience the feeling of death."

"Except for the one you used."

Aike snorted and pointed to the clown next to him.

The latter was still lying there, his body twisted unreasonably, as if he had lost control.

But even so, there were still bursts of distorted laughter in his throat.

"What does it mean to use, is our communication frank?"

Fu Qian snorted, very upset.

"The talisman just now is the spoils of your trip?"

"That's right, in fact that thing is very precious, and I don't want to waste it on it."

"Sorry for costing you."

The apology before the payment sounds insincere.

"Think of the good in everything, at least there is no need to waste it."

"So we...have a good time working together?"

Looking at the three of them with consulting eyes, Fu Qian raised his glass in a serious manner.

"... Happy cooperation."

The hunting team looked at each other, and Xiu Meng was the first to respond, motioning to Aike to pour him a glass of wine.

Seeing this, Eco and Stoss also bit the bullet and toasted.

"May we all achieve our goals in this trip."

In the crisp voice, Fu Qian said words without nutrition.

Coupled with this scene of toasting and staggering, those who didn't know thought that the company was engaged in team building.

Wait a minute, isn't that a little too much fun?
The next moment, Fuzen realized something strange—the scene was so harmonious that even the clown's weird laugh stopped.

And accompanied by this thought, there was also a storm-like madness in his mind.

……

"I have received your sincerity, but unfortunately, you still know too little about this place."

The next moment Xiu Meng's voice came.

"You don't really think that the function of this trap is just to give a mark?"

The sound came into my ears, and in Fu Qian's suddenly confused consciousness, the surrounding changes were still clearly reflected——

The demigod puppet shaped like a wall has quietly moved forward, blocking the escape route...

My right leg suddenly lost consciousness, and it seemed to have turned into a piece of wood. If I remember correctly, it was in the direction close to Aike...

Xiumeng's fingers repeatedly pressed in the air, as if they were pulling some kind of invisible thread...

boom!
And following his actions, it seemed that a nuclear bomb exploded in his consciousness, and his originally crazy will became more chaotic, and he was about to fall far away.

As expected of a team, this cooperation is really in place.

Fu Qian still did not forget to admire this silky combo.

The situation was already obvious, the clown suddenly became sober, and then went mad for no reason. The mental states of the two seemed to be switched.

The mark cast by Xiu Meng, in addition to the nowhere to escape tracking effect, seems to be able to exchange the will status of the affected units.

And the whole bar was within the scope of the mark just now, not limited to himself.

He first pretended to accept himself to join, and then suddenly attacked at the most unexpected moment, transferring the torture suffered by the clown to himself.

Even magnified it in some way.

At the same time, Aike reacted in coordination and moved his legs.

Of course, the purpose of these is just to limit his own actions, so as to facilitate the arrival of the real killing move.

The next moment, Fu Qian saw the other hand of Storrs, and the familiar spell was crushed again.

In the invisible turmoil, the wine glass in his right hand had disappeared, replaced by a spot of white light, like a small sun compressed to the limit.

Although it doesn't look very eye-catching, Fu Qian realized immediately that the terrifying lethality contained in this thing is not at the same level as the move when we first met.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and almost instantly, the light spot had already drifted towards his hand.

No chance at all!
In the midst of emotion, facing a scene that could be called a desperate situation, Fu Qian started the bloody crusade for the third time.

The blood mist rolled, and the vision overlapped again.

As Fu Qian watched helplessly, a bit of blazing white penetrated all of this and fell into his hands.

Sure enough, Xiu Meng didn't expect to completely lose the power to resist just by detonating his mad state.

It is likely to be the effect of the mark. Under his guidance, Storrs' ultimate move will lock himself no matter where he goes.

It can be called a perfect killing game, and the high-level night executives really don't have a vegetarian meal.

While admiring, the ring on Fu Qian's hand fell into flesh and blood, and he walked away quickly, because the right hand that was hit had already started to be incinerated.

Even in this illusory another dimension, Fu Qian seemed to hear the sound of deflagration.

And the next moment, seeing the hand that quickly turned into ashes, Fu Qian tore off his right arm from his shoulder without hesitation.

It's a pity that after the right hand that landed was swallowed by the flames, scorched marks appeared on the shoulder again, and the flesh was turned into ashes.

It really won't be easy to be regarded as a killer move by this team.

What this thing locks on is not a simple physical body, but its own concept of existence, which is immortal.

The God Envoy of Storth seemed to have cast a burning curse on himself, allowing the destruction to spread all the way along the connection of existence.

A physical separation makes no sense at all.

Fortunately, Fuqian didn't expect this kind of trickery to work.

Everyone has their own cognitive limitations, especially in this strange place, Xiu Meng obviously knows more than himself.

Therefore, even the seemingly sufficient reasons for cooperation are only used as a test in itself.

The only purpose of my trip is to seize this opportunity and do everything possible to obtain valuable information.

In the style of Xiumeng and his group, as long as he shows up, he must be ready to do something.

So although the sneak attack just now was exciting, it wasn't much of a surprise to the former.

In fact, if he wanted to, he could activate the pseudo-god metamorphosis immediately, making Xiumeng's spiritual restraint completely useless.

But that would mean the consumption of ten san points, and Fuqian didn't plan to waste it like that.

Even now, he still doesn't want to waste it.

Seeing the rapidly incinerated body, the next moment Fu's left arm suddenly swelled, and another self was actually pulled out.

Of course, a mere physical change still doesn't solve the problem for Storrs' method. Fortunately, Fu Qian didn't plan to rely on this to solve the problem.

The next moment, a big mouth was torn from the chest of the newly pulled body, and the root and fangs pointed at the half-burned body, and swallowed it suddenly.

　Sorry for being a bit late, starting in July, the third watch is officially asking for tickets and recommendations.

　　


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