“Let's go together!”
Ghost Tiger grinned with a sinister smile!
On a distant rooftop, Yin Yang clutched his chest, looking reluctant. Divinity was hard to find!
Just then, he suddenly felt a surge of pure divinity merging into his own divinity.
“Hmm?”
Yin Yang looked toward the Security Bureau; the pillar of light from the brand had vanished.
“That Demigod has been taken down. The person from the Command Center really didn't disappoint me.”
“Come on, come and kill this one too!”
Yin Yang began to move. If several Demigods fought here, the aftershocks would be immense. Plus, hadn't a new Demigod arrived?
Don't let it go to waste!
In the direction opposite to Yin Yang, the Red-Haired Ghost, carrying the flaming greatbow, drew its string once more.
Whoosh!
A flaming arrow shot out, targeting the man in military boots!
The man in military boots was already tense, worried about being caught in Ghost Tiger's self-destruction. Sensing the spiritual fluctuation, he instinctively tried to flee.
Tuoba shouted urgently.
“It's fine! That arrow doesn't have much power!”
Hearing this, the man in military boots relaxed slightly and dodged the arrow's trajectory.
Thud!
The arrow banked into a curve and struck the man in military boots in the abdomen.
“...”
“Cough, cough, cough. It can curve; you'd better knock it away.”
The man in military boots was so angry he almost laughed.
Tuoba said with a serious expression.
“Don't jeopardize the mission!”
As they spoke, Ghost Tiger's aura grew increasingly violent, but he couldn't reach the point of self-destruction. That was the effect of the vajra pestle!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Two figures flew over. One was wreathed in black mist, his spirituality on the verge of going haywire.
His state was similar to Ghost Tiger's.
However, while one was about to explode, the other was about to turn into a monster!
Tuoba and the man in military boots didn't even think; they turned to flee.
The arrival of these two at this time meant their plan had failed. Why wait if not to run?
But how could the dying Ghost Tiger just watch them escape?
He could no longer speak, holding on purely by sheer will. He gripped both of their arms tightly, his face a mask of ferocity.
Tuoba gritted his teeth and kicked the man in military boots.
The man in military boots understood instantly and raised his arms to block.
Bang!
How immense was Tuoba's strength? The man in military boots was sent flying by the kick!
Tuoba shouted.
“Go first! Tell the boss the plan failed!”
As soon as he finished speaking, streaks of fire lit up beside his ears, grazing his body as they flew toward the man in military boots.
The man in military boots cursed inwardly.
At first, he thought Tuoba was going to sacrifice himself to give him a chance to escape, but he hadn't expected him to shout those words.
Now that he'd said that, would those two Demigods just let him leave?
“Shit!”
“I should have just watched him die earlier!”
The man in military boots cursed again and fled for his life.
Ghost Tiger's previous guess was correct; he was indeed of the Thief pathway.
For them, running away was as natural as breathing.
“He who restricts himself rarely misses the mark!”
Suddenly, a voice rang out behind him.
The running man in military boots suddenly froze in place, a sense of self-reproach rising in his heart, making him feel he shouldn't continue like this.
By the time he snapped out of it, a massive black axe was already in front of him!
Wang Gen's hair was standing on end, veins bulging and twisting around his eyes, with something faintly writhing beneath his skin.
“He's about to lose control!” That was the first thought in the man's mind.
“I'm going to die!” That was the second.
Splat!
The black axe fell, and the man's body turned into a scarecrow while his real self appeared ten meters away.
“Die!!!”
Wang Gen struck again, relentlessly pursuing the man in military boots.
Tuoba had already snapped Ghost Tiger's arms. Suppressed by the vajra pestle, Ghost Tiger couldn't self-destruct. If he didn't escape now, when would he?
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a face full of disdain.
Behind that face was a giant fireball, with two corpses orbiting it.
There should have been three, but one had been sacrificed immediately after being killed, leaving not a single drop of blood.
“You've turned my Meng City into this state. You want to leave? Have you asked me?”
Facing Su Baadao's questioning, Tuoba chose to strike directly!
He was of the Strongman pathway; how could he compete in a war of words with someone from the Scholar pathway?
Tuoba's already tall frame grew even larger, his leather armor clinging to him like a second skin.
【Charge】!
Tuoba charged toward Su Baadao like a tank.
Su Baadao snapped his fingers. Streaks of fire shot out from the sun behind him, burning Tuoba's leather garment into a sieve.
On the other side, Wang Gen's two axe strikes exhausted all of the man in military boots' scarecrows.
Gritting his teeth, the man in military boots turned and threw the gold box.
“Tuoba, I'll hold them off! You take the goods and go! Only you know the boss's location, go find him!”
He said this hoping Wang Gen would join the other man in besieging Tuoba so he could escape.
Unfortunately, in his current state, Wang Gen wasn't thinking clearly.
“Die!!!”
Wang Gen swung his axe again, and the man in military boots could only continue to flee.
He knew he couldn't fly, and Wang Gen was clearly faster than him. He could only run on the ground, using the terrain to widen the distance as much as possible.
Tuoba felt like he was about to melt; how could he have the energy to worry about the gold box?
He finally managed to push through the flames and reach Su Baadao, only to hear the other man say indifferently.
“Return.”
Hum~
The air rippled, and he was back beside Ghost Tiger.
If the burns on his body weren't still there, he would have doubted if he was hallucinating.
Su Baadao's gaze grew even more disdainful, as if he were looking at a pathetic worm.
Clang.
The gold box fell to the ground, rolling a couple of times before popping open.
The Demigod's Skull was actually inside!
At first, Yin Yang thought Horse Face and the others had only taken the box, and the real skull was still with Ghost Tiger as a distraction.
He hadn't expected them to be on a higher level of deception, playing a game of 'truth is false, and false is true'!
Neither side of the battlefield paid any attention to the Demigod's Skull.
Right then, the blade-wielding ghost reached out its wicked little hand.
It is common knowledge that things dropped on the ground are often unwanted.
And Yin Yang, having been frugal since childhood, couldn't stand waste.
Since they didn't want it, it was only reasonable for Yin Yang to take it, right?
Both sides noticed the blade-wielding ghost; after all, the lingering baleful aura was hard to ignore.
Wang Gen had the strongest reaction—he had seen the blade-wielding ghost before!
Back in Wang City, he had used his spiritual pressure to suppress everyone, but this blade-wielding ghost had pushed that masked man through a portal to disappear.
And now it had actually appeared in Meng City!
Did that mean the masked man had been by his side all along?
At that thought, Wang Gen's expression became even more ferocious.
“You die too!!!”
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