I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 84 The Source of Fear (26 in [-]) ([-])
Gray mist wrapped around everyone.

When looking at the fog, everyone was shocked.

Those who can be selected to enter the Yunshang Academy basically have outstanding performance in some aspect.But even so, they were completely unaware of the fog before that.

By the time they realized it, they were already surrounded by fog.

"This is the assessment of the prophet?"

Looking back at the fog behind him, Ding Yan thought so.

He stood up from the chair, pushed Ji Qianqin next to him, and said softly, "Let's get up first."

At this time, Ji Qianqin and Li Jingwen came back to their senses.

They stood up from their seats in a daze and at a loss, not knowing what to do now, they looked like two robots that had lost command and control.

"Are we going to deal with the Prophet?" Li Jingwen said softly, "Can we do it?"

Facing this question, Ding Yan and Ji Qianqin didn't know how to answer it.

Ji Qianqin thought for a while and said: "How should I put it, I don't think it can be done. After all, a prophet can predict the future. If you think about it, when you punch, he can think of which direction you will go Fight, where is the weakness..."

Thinking about it, Ji Qianqin couldn't help but gasp: "Thinking about it this way, such an ability is simply unbelievable!"

Under such circumstances, unless there is an overwhelming advantage, or the wheel battle consumes the opponent's physical strength, it is really impossible for a certain number of people to deal with the prophet.

This is not a question of whether you can win, but a question of whether you can encounter it!

As long as you get close, you will be noticed, as long as you attack, you will be blocked. When a thought appears in your mind and executed, all attacks will be reflected in those pupils.

This is a natural gap.

Again, unless you have overwhelming strength, speed, perception, or special abilities, as well as a sufficient number of advantages, it will be difficult to keep up with the Prophet.

Ji Qianqin thought so.

However, Ding Yan said seriously: "Indeed, the gap is huge."

"But you can't stop doing it because the gap is too big."

Standing up from the chair, Ding Yan took off his coat, took a deep breath, and said, "Although we can't give up thinking now, this is actually an opportunity!"

"It's an opportunity to show off our level and let the Prophet realize our strength!"

Ding Yan's tone became more and more excited: "Yes, if we can perform well at this time, then it means that we have been able to keep up with the Prophet's pace, and we have enough confidence to say that we are members of Tomorrow !"

"Then it's time to embark on the road of saving the world and becoming a hero!" Ding Yan said quickly, "Let this world return to peace, and no one will worry, despair, or suffer anymore!"

That's right, that's it, start from this step!
From this moment, become a better person, a... hero who can protect others!
This is what I expected.

So, I'm fired up!
The flames all over his body started "buzzing" like an engine, Ding Yan's shoulder shook lightly, and his entire upper body burned blazingly!
With hot blood pouring into his brain, Ding Yan yelled loudly, rushing to the deepest part of the fog with a heat wave like lava!

Li Jingwen and Ji Qianqin looked at Ding Yan whose sense of justice was bursting instantly, and couldn't help pressing their foreheads.

Although being filled with a sense of justice is a good thing, how to put it...

Sometimes it makes teammates feel ashamed.

Ding Yan didn't know how his companion felt.

In fact he was still charging along.

Fortunately, the classroom is relatively large, so he can gallop like a chariot without bumping into other people.

Stepping on the flames and rushing into the deeper mist, Ding Yan stopped his steps.

Suddenly he realized something.

Fog is the domain of the prophet, this is the conclusion I have come to recently.

The Prophet seems to be able to manipulate the fog, as if using telekinetic abilities, and occasionally manipulates the dark fog to make tea and coffee for himself.

Therefore, if I have been in the fog all the time, then all my actions will probably be seen clearly by the prophet.

This means that the first thing I should do is to jump out of the fog.

And to jump out of the fog, there are many ways.

Running out of the classroom is unrealistic. After all, the assessment is conducted in the classroom; manipulating the flames to disperse the dense fog?It may feel like the volume is too large to be done by yourself.

However, you can try to use the flame to seal yourself up, form a fire field, expand the heat, and thus affect your goal in the eyes of the prophet.

Ding Yan thought so in his heart.

He did the same.

The flames burned blazingly again, quickly wrapping around his body in a very short time, forming a forbidden fire hell around him.

At this moment, the temperature around him was frighteningly high!
As long as the temperature is high enough, you can try to ignite the fog, or activate the emergency fire fighting device!
With this thought in mind.

next second.

An invisible mist wrapped around his body, directly sealing his eyes and mouth.

Ok? !

Ding Yan was shocked, his whole body froze in place and could not move.

Behind him, the prophet said with a funny smile: "You..."

"Although the flame can affect my domain, it will also make you insensitive to the surrounding environment and ignore the prowling python."

"Of course, the idea is good. Whether it's using the flame to burn the mist, or forcing me to turn my attention to you so that other people can double-team me, it's pretty remarkable."

As he spoke, the Prophet lowered his eyelids and lowered his left hand slightly.

Beside him, a figure rushed out of the fog and rushed towards the prophet!
However, before he could pounce on the prophet, his body froze in place.

The invisible mist enveloped his body, making him unable to move as if he was wrapped in a rope, as if he was in a spider's web.

Although it failed, this is still a kind of cooperation.

This can be regarded as the tacit understanding between Ding Yan and others just now.

Ding Yan came to attract attention, and they were responsible for the offense.

Even though they didn't know each other, and even though this action might be meaningless, Ding Yan did understand the other party's intention of cooperation in a very short period of time, and passed on his own meaning to the past.

This is also a kind of growth for him.

After the battle with Lan Kong and the daily hard training, Ding Yan's combat quality has almost been greatly improved.

What's more, this is not the point...

When the prophet just wanted to speak.

the next moment.

A gate on the ceiling suddenly opened, and icy cold water poured down from the slender pipe and landed in the classroom!

When the rainwater comes into contact with the fog, the fog is directly wetted, thickened, and gradually thinned.

Ok? !

Looking at this scene, the Prophet seemed a little stunned.

good chance!
Ding Yan directly ignited the flame on his body, and the blooming red lotus flame burned to the prophet's clothes in an instant!
This made the prophet have to let go of his hand and lightly dusted his clothes.

"Interesting..." the Prophet said, "Is this also your strategy?"

Ding Yan didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

He suddenly remembered that he had watched an animation called the Catalog of Forbidden Books in Science.

At the beginning, there is a person who uses fire magic to invade, and then the protagonist forces him into the corridor, using the other party's fire magic to force the fire system to open.

He glanced at the ceiling and thought this was probably a solution.

Under normal circumstances, there are emergency fire protection systems in each classroom, so if you have a higher temperature, you may be able to activate the device.

Since it is fog, it will probably become heavier when it encounters water, and it may also affect the ability of the prophet!
So far, the move appears to have been successful.

At least, he made the Prophet feel "unexpected".

As if seeing what Ding Yan was thinking, the Prophet nodded slightly: "It seems that I have underestimated you."

"It can be called a reasonable use of the battlefield."

As he spoke, he chuckled lightly.

This approval from the prophet made Ding Yan feel a little excited.

Just when he was thinking like this.

In the next second, a bright silver arc flashed from the sky.

It was a sharp blade.

The blade exploded in the air like a new moon, piercing through the flames and mist, and with sharp aura, it slashed from somewhere!

This is? !
Before Ding Yan had time to react.

"Clang" sound.

With a light lift of the prophet's hand, the blade hovered in mid-air in front of him.

"It's dangerous."

The Prophet smiled: "If you're not careful, you might really be hit by this thing."

As he spoke, he shook his head: "The intention is too obvious. If it can hide the murderous intent, it may be even better."

"However, even so, the chain-to-chain battle still opened my eyes. I have to say, you are indeed a very good group."

After speaking, the Prophet turned his head and said to Ding Yan: "Then, next..."

However, the sentence was not finished yet.

In the next moment, it was as if the silver bottle was broken and the light was hidden in the box.

A bullet came galloping from an extremely distant place, as if it had traveled through time and fell into the bottom of a lake.

And sank exactly into the prophet's chest.

In almost no time, the bullet easily penetrated the prophet's body, leaving only a dark hole.

And the blood gurgling from the chest.

He lowered his head and looked at his wound.

There was a hint of bewilderment and surprise in the prophet's eyes.

As if he didn't expect what happened, he stood there in amazement.

Then, time is still running.

A few seconds later, clutching his chest, the prophet's face was still a little dazed and unbelievable.

Immediately afterwards, the body fell heavily.

With a "bang", the body fell to the ground, raising dust all over the sky.

Looking at the dead body lying in front of him.

Ding Yan stood there in amazement and bewildered.

"prophet?"

He didn't seem to have reacted yet.

Wait until the response comes.

In the next second, it was like a string snapped in my mind.

Scarlet red like a flame quietly revived, flowing in Ding Yan's eyes, almost burning his entire pupil into a piece of coke.

Just like his irritable temper at the moment! ——
At the same time, Li Jingwen felt as if she was being shaken by someone.

What's the situation, did I fall asleep during the assessment?

Li Jingwen straightened her body slowly, rubbed her eyes, and said softly, "Sister Qin, what happened..."

However, she hadn't finished speaking yet.

A slap was slapped heavily on her back: "What sister Qin? Why are you crazy?"

Li Jingwen, who was hurt by this slap, was a little dazed.

What's the situation, shouldn't I be in Yunshang Academy now, waiting to be assessed by the Prophet?
Where is Miss Qin?And Brother Ding Yan, and the other students, why are they gone?

However, before she could figure it out, the next moment, another slap was slapped on her back: "I'm calling you, hurry up and hand in your homework!"

Hand in homework, what homework to hand in?
Just when Li Jingwen was at a loss.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she suddenly raised her head and looked around!

When the loose hair fell slowly from the side of the cheek, Li Jingwen was stunned in place.

Familiar ceilings, familiar blackboards, familiar classrooms and familiar...classmates.

This is where she has stayed for more than a year.

It was also the hell she had successfully escaped from.

And now, one of her feet has stepped back into this hell again.

Standing up from the chair abruptly, Li Jingwen looked at the clock, with panic and fear that could not be concealed in her voice: "Isn't it March 3?!"

The classmate next to her was startled by her and shrank back slightly.

But soon she realized that she stood up straight again and looked at Li Jingwen contemptuously: "What is March 3?"

"It's the afternoon of March 3th, and class is about to start. Where's your homework? Don't tell me you didn't do it, or the teacher will make you stand up for another class!"

Accompanied by this sharp and sarcastic voice.

Next to Li Jingwen, the laughter and fooling that she tried to avoid once again echoed in her ears.

"This guy really sucks..." "Yes, after all, he came from such a family..." "It's normal after all, because her father did such a thing..."

Gossip and broken words may not necessarily hurt a person's body, but they are enough to hurt a person's heart.

Cold violence is sometimes more unbearable than pure force.

Li Jingwen stood there in a daze.

She is back again.

Or, she never left from the beginning.

Compared to Ding Yan and Ji Qianqin, she is probably the most difficult person to escape from this horror.

Because she herself is denying herself.

Even though she worked hard and pursued desperately, there was still a word in her heart echoing in her ears.

How can the supernatural really exist?
As a (relatively) normal person living in the ordinary world, she is probably the easiest to doubt Bering and this mysterious world hidden under reality.

That's why she felt that maybe everything she had just experienced was indeed a dream.

A dream that I specially wove to escape from reality.
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Besides the others, Ji Qianqin was squatting on the ground, looking at the ground in front of her.

The sky at the other end was dark and gloomy, with dark clouds overwhelming and pitch black as ink.

It seems that soon, there will be thunderstorms in this place.

However, Ji Qianqin still didn't move.

She just squatted on the ground, looking indifferently at the open space in front of her.

Under the gloomy sky, Ji Qianqin's eyes were not much brighter than the sky, and her long black hair stuck tightly to her cheeks, making her side face dark and difficult to see.

In the silence, Ji Qianqin suddenly laughed.

This laughter is very complicated, as if it has spanned more than ten years, falling on the black water in my heart, dripping quietly into my heart.

"So that's what I'm afraid of."

Ji Qianqin took off the mask of joy she once had, and there was only indifference and boredom on her young face.

"Long time no see," she said, "Mom."

in front of her.

The woman with disheveled hair and twisted limbs was lying lifelessly on the ground, her clothes were messy and torn, her body was covered with bloodstains and cracks, her pale face and eyes looked at Ji Qianqin blankly.

It was like a horrific nightmare haunting her all the time.

(End of this chapter)