LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Shen and Jie descended from the sky with rolling air waves, blocking Ji's way like divine soldiers descended from heaven.

The joyful smile on his face that he didn't know what to look forward to was frozen in an instant.

He obviously didn't expect this.

"Long time no see, Golden Demon." Shen said this unforgettable name in a deep voice.

Jie silently put on the fist blade for himself and silently cast his cold gaze on the target.

"It's you..." Jin slowly suppressed his smile and his eyes gradually darkened.

"How did you find me?" He slowly took out an exquisite large-caliber short gun from his arms, and his tone was as relaxed as if he were facing two old friends who had been separated for a long time.

"Have I been exposed before?" Jin slowly put the fortune teller's mask on his face while observing the faintest emotional fluctuations in the other person's eyes.

"It seems like it's not my fault." He slowly opened his robe again, revealing his deformed and bulging shoulders.

It turned out that the deformed part on his shoulder was not a sarcoma, but a giant firearm component implanted on his shoulder.

The iron staff in his hand is not a lame crutch, but a specially made extended barrel.

In just a few moments, the harmless traveling artist turned into a chilling serial killer.

"Then how was I discovered?" Jin asked to himself.

Of course Zed and Shen would not answer his questions honestly.

They only asked: "Jin Mo, how did you escape from Tuleng Prison? What was your purpose in sneaking into Weili and Nanmu Village?"

"Huh..." He obviously didn't intend to answer their questions.

The confrontation inevitably entered the next stage.

"Jie, let's go!" Shen held the opponent's steel sword tightly with one hand, and formed a seal with the other hand to control the spirit-killing soul blade, and his figure flashed out.

Before anyone arrived, the sword light struck towards the end without mercy.

"Tsk tsk..." Ji turned sideways. Facing the attack of the Eye of Twilight, he seemed to be very skillful.

"Hey, aren't you a contemporary master of balance? Drawing a sword like this is not balanced at all." Jin smiled mockingly.

"Times have changed." Shen was not affected at all: "With a heretic like you, there is no need to talk about harmony and balance!"

"Ha." Jin smiled even more sarcastically: "Master Shen, you have changed so much... just like your father."

"You don't deserve to mention my father." Shen kept attacking and said, "My father let you go back then, but you didn't repent at all."

"Now, it's time for you to pay the price for the hundreds of lives on your hands!"

"Hundreds of lives?" Jin frowned, as if he had been greatly wronged: "This is slander!"

Shen: "Huh?"

He only heard a serious correction: "I have drawn a total of 1044 works so far, more than hundreds."

"Please respect my artistic achievements, Master Shen."

"You..." Shen no longer hesitated: "My father was indeed wrong."

"How can someone like you change? The only thing that can change you is death!"

Before the last word "death" spread in the air, the sharp sword light mercilessly slashed towards the end.

"Shadow Secret! Blades!" Zed also condensed countless shadow shurikens at this moment, and cooperated with Shen to throw a gust of wind and rain.

There were steel swords approaching mercilessly from the front, and shurikens from behind covering them with firepower.

Both of them were murderous, but they still held back a little bit.

After all, their goal was to capture him alive and figure out the source and purpose of his power, not to execute him now.

"Withholding your hand? This is too disrespectful..." Facing the joint attack of Jie and Shen, Jin was not afraid at all.

He was originally just a mortal, a stage manager for a traveling theater company. His terror lies in his lion-like cruelty and fox-like cunning, rather than his extraordinary power.

And now...

"Indestructible body!" A solid black mist surged out of Jin's body, turning into a shield and surrounding him, protecting him from the shadow shuriken.

Then, he took the initiative to face Shen's steel sword without fear, raised his short spear with lightning speed, and interrupted Shen's fierce offensive with one shot.

And what he shot in this shot was not an ordinary bullet, but a ball of death magic condensed into an entity.

"Mysterious meaning! Soul Blessing!" Shen stopped instantly and summoned the Soul Blade to protect his body.

A white-purple sword light flashed, and the magic projectiles fired from the gun were bounced away by the soul blade.

The magic projectile fell uncontrollably into the woods nearby, and suddenly exploded into a mist-like gray-black death light.

As the black fog filled the air, flowers and plants withered and trees died. The land within a radius of several meters became barren under this attack.

"This..." This scene is enough to make environmental experts' blood pressure shoot up.

Shen showed no mercy anymore.

He looked at Zed, and Zed willingly took out his weapon and cooperated with him using all his strength.

"Forgiveness of Goddess Janna!" The two of them worked together to summon a powerful tornado hurricane.

The terrifying high-speed airflow surrounds this battlefield. It is not only a deadly weapon that scares the enemy, but also an invisible barrier that protects them.

Even the second and third bullets fired had no time to fly in front of the two of them, and were deflected by the strong wind, and then accurately flew high into the sky amid the whistling airflow.

The magic of death bloomed into two gray-black fireworks under the blue sky. They didn't even harm the flowers, nor did they pose any threat to Jie Shen and the others.

"Damn it...you leaders are really enemies of art!" Jin said with hatred.

Facing the roaring approaching tornado, he simply put down the muzzle of his gun and raised his iron staff as a weapon.

The fierce hurricane finally swallowed his body.

The undead black mist surging around him was quickly consumed by the wind blades and continued to disintegrate. But Jin still managed to stabilize his body amid the waves of death light, and was not swept away by the strong wind and lost control.

"Master Shen! Master Jie!" The high-speed whirling air blades had penetrated the shield and cut into his clothes and flesh.

Ke Jin's voice is still so passionate and powerful. He urged the dense black mist that kept pouring out to break out of the tornado.

"Do you know how I escaped from Tuleng Prison?" Jin smiled ferociously, waving his iron staff and charging towards Jie and Shen against the heavy air waves.

"I can tell you this, I was released."

"And the man who took a fancy to my artistic potential and secretly released me from Tuleng Prison was none other than the former leader of the Navoli Brotherhood, your father, our master of bitter tales!"

Jin laughed and came closer.

"What?" Shen was confused and just blocked the iron rod at random.

The man behind the release of this murderous demon turned out to be his own father?

Although now he has seen the true face of Master Kushuo. No matter what Kusuo did, he could calmly accept it.

But... release the Golden Demon? After turning black, Master Kushuo's bottom line once again penetrated Shen's understanding of his father.

"Haha, I'm not lying to you." Zuo Zhai admired Shen's complex eyes with satisfaction: "In order to increase the bargaining chip against the leader, Master Kusuo thought of me. So he released me and asked me to work for Navoli Brotherhood plays.”

“But it’s a pity that before he had time to appreciate my art, he died at the hands of his ‘filial son’ because of his stupidity.

Shen: "......"

"Don't be influenced by him." Jie reminded in a deep voice.

Compared with Shen, who had been kept in the dark in the past, he had witnessed with his own eyes how Master Kushuo went crazy step by step, so he was more able to accept the news.

Ku said that he had paid the price for his depravity, and Jie did not intend to dwell on the past grudges.

So he directly tested: "So... you are serving the Navoli Brotherhood now?"

Once Kusu died, the Navoli Brotherhood was inevitably doomed.

But the centipede is dead but not stiff. The leader has now only carried out social transformation in some provinces of Ionia. Outside the areas directly under the leadership of the leader, there are still some remnants of the Brotherhood that have done many evil things and are afraid of liquidation.

"Could it be that you are also one of them?" Zed probed.

"Guess?" Jin only tilted his head, using the smile on his mask to express his unabashed ridicule.

"You'd better say it yourself." Zed threatened: "Otherwise, when I take you back and our mage uses mind-reading skills to violently invade your soul, I'm afraid you will never laugh again."

"Catch me back? Catch me? Hahaha..." He laughed wildly: "You can't catch me."

"My soul will not be trapped by you!"

"This..." This scene made both Jie and Shen frown secretly.

The strength he just showed is indeed far better than before.

Back then, he was just a skilled gunslinger. Apart from the short gun that could fire enchanted bullets, he had no other extraordinary abilities.

But now, he already possesses the evil power of death, showing that he can deal with the two masters one against two.

But even so, he only had the strength to deal with the two of them.

If this battle continues and becomes a war of attrition, the final winner will definitely be Zed and Shen, not this lunatic whose even the best spear skills are restrained by the leader.

So...

"Why is he still so confident?" Both Jie and Shen were a little confused.

According to their experience in hunting down Jin, facing such a disadvantage that is visible to the naked eye, Jin should run away as soon as possible.

Even if he can't run away, he will proudly use the back-up tactics he has prepared long ago, threaten the lives of some innocent people, or lead them into carefully set traps in advance, creating opportunities for himself to escape.

But now, he has done nothing. He was like a confident reckless man, dealing with them head-on here.

why is that?

"He realized that he couldn't escape from the hands of the two flying Wind Leaders, so he simply gave up on his way out."

"Or... he is 100% sure that he can escape from us at any time?"

Shen and Jie secretly looked at each other, each seeing solemnity in the other's eyes.

Although I don’t know why the other party is so confident, but just to be on the safe side...

"Jie, call for backup," Shen said.

"Yeah." Zed immediately summoned a blue bird incarnation.

He had no intention of asking Janna directly for help.

After all, the association has already stipulated that if it is not an earth-shattering event, you cannot apply for Janna's emergency support.

Even if Mr. Tam is willing to selflessly work as a 24-hour taxi, Janna cannot be a full-time nanny for so many believers.

Moreover, if even small local matters need to be micro-managed by Goddess Janna, then what else does the Wind Leader's organization do?

Jie is the top leader in the Weili area. When faced with emergencies within his jurisdiction, he could act on his own without having to ask his superiors for instructions on everything. He would wait for his superiors to finish the meeting slowly before executing orders - not to mention a superior as high as Janna.

Therefore, Jie only planned to use the "Blue Bird Radio" specially provided by the cadres to ask the goddess Janna to help convey to the leader soldiers stationed in Weili City: "Twelve kilometers west of Weili City, there is a fighting outside Nanmu Village."

"There is an enemy person, armed with a gun, who possesses forbidden death magic that we have never seen before. Stay in touch and come for support as soon as possible."

Zed conveyed the news through the thoughts of the goddess Janna.

The warriors of the Wind Leader can fly. A cloud-piercing arrow can bring thousands of troops to meet each other in just a few minutes.

"Hey..." Jin Jin sighed mockingly, "You're going to call someone to deal with me alone?"

"The duty of eradicating evil is over." Jie replied coldly.

"It's really boring." Quan put away the iron staff and slowly picked up the gun: "It seems that this game should be over."

"Huh?" Hearing these words that sounded like a declaration of victory, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Could it be that this guy has any other trump cards?

Both Jie and Shen carefully tensed their bodies and carefully observed every move of Ji.

However, something shocking happened: "I told you, you can't catch me."

Although he picked up the gun, the gun pointed at his own head.

"You want to commit suicide?" Both Jie and Shen changed their faces in shock.

"Suicide? No, no, no..." Jin continued to sneer: "I'm just going to a place in advance that I will go to sooner or later."

"Leader, we will meet again soon - soon."

He was smiling crazily, and that smile sounded chilling.

Neither Jie nor Shen could understand his words at all.

But it's not a joke. He put the muzzle of the gun to his head, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation:

"I bloom in the midst of killing..."

The fourth bullet finally flew out of the gun barrel.

This bullet filled with the power of death shattered his head in an instant, and a gray-black mist flower bloomed.

Jie and Shen: "..."

They both fell silent as they watched the murderous demon's body stagger and fall in front of them.

This cunning, cunning, evil murderer died just like that? Did he finally pay the price for his numerous crimes?

That's what they were thinking...

"Hello, my old friends." A tall, pale soul was seen standing up faintly from the broken corpse.

"??!" Jie and Shen were stunned.

Jin, who turned into a ghost, only smiled and said: 'I told you, we will meet again soon. ’

"Then let me say good-bye one more time—a real farewell this time."

"I'm leaving first. But I will come back to complete my unfinished art. Please stay tuned, you two."

"Wait!" Shen immediately summoned the soul blade: "Where do you want to go?"

He didn't answer at all, but looked over mockingly: "You can't stop me, Master Balance."

"The place I'm going to is not a spiritual realm where you can enter and leave at will."

During the conversation, a tiny gap opened in the material realm that even Shen could not observe.

The manifested undead body instantly twisted and deformed, and was pulled towards the invisible gap by a huge invisible suction force.

"Stop!" Shen and Jie wanted to pursue them again.

But none of them could stop the rapid disappearance of the end.

His soul was like paper being flushed down the toilet, and it seemed that it would completely disappear into the material realm in the next second.

Master Shen, who was observing the spiritual realm at the same time, did not notice the opening of the gap in the spiritual world.

All dead. But the place he went to was not the Ionian spirit world.

So where will he go?

Both Shen and Jie wanted to know the answer.

But all they heard was the laughter that remained in this world: "Hahahahaha."

"The curtain is rising, and great beauty is coming. Please look forward to it, the audience of Runeterra..."

Halfway through his laughter, he suddenly stopped.

"What?!" Jin was shocked to find that at the last moment when he went to the underworld, everything stopped.

Something was clinging to him, clinging to his soul!

That is...

A tongue?

"Bah, bah, bah!" Tam's big, dark, round head popped out of the puddle that opened out of thin air.

While he wrapped his tongue firmly around Ji's soul, he said to Li Wei who appeared with him: "Li Wei, are you really trying to get me to eat something?"

"A twisted soul who is inherently evil and doesn't even possess the slightest bit of pure 'sauce'... This is truly the most disgusting thing I have ever seen!"

"President Li Wei?" Jie and Shen looked at Li Wei who suddenly appeared in shock.

They just asked Goddess Janna to help send a message. How did this message get to the President of the Church?

Until now, the two still believe that this is just a local security incident. At most it is considered a regional terrorist attack.

A matter that could be solved by a city security team, why did Central No. 1 personally dispatch it and go to the front line for micro-management?

Levi did not explain, but looked seriously at the soul tightly entangled by the devil's tongue: "Is he the one you said, the one who masters the forbidden death magic?"

"Yes." Both Jie and Shen nodded in confirmation.

"Eat him." Levi said without any hesitation: "Mr. Tam, please eat him. I need all his memories."

"Are you trying to make me eat my shit?" Tam's tongue trembled in disgust. He likes depraved pure souls, not such natural sociopaths.

"But this guy is probably Mordekaiser's lackey." Levi advised kindly: "Mr. Tam, you have to know that Mordekaiser was so arrogant in the past that he kept demons as pets."

"You don't want Mordekaiser to rule the world and become a slave to this tyrant like the fire demon back then, right?"

"..." Tam was silent for a moment,

"Okay." He endured his nausea and quickly retracted his long tongue like a frog clinging to its prey.

"Wait, wait!" Jin finally lost his usual grace and calmness.

He reluctantly made a trembling sound of fear: "My art has not yet..."

"Fuck your art! It tastes so bad!" It disappeared into Tam's mouth like garbage disappearing into a trash can.

The world is clean.