Chapter 907: Exploitation, Illusion

Under the blood evil barrier, in the Liuhe Ancient Temple.

Yin calls out different species and faces six evil spirits.

This is a dispute between evil and evil, and a collision between strong and strong.

The physical strength of both of them is at the pinnacle, with every movement of their hands and feet capable of breaking mountains and cracking rocks; and the moves they use in fighting are also extremely skilled, reaching the level of ingenuity and ingenuity.

Logically speaking, it is difficult for others to intervene in a battle at this level.

However, the members of Hell's Frontline can all keep up with the rhythm of the battle, and... they can also influence the outcome of the battle.

boom--

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out through the air.

A bullet shining brightly in the dark hit the six-fold mirror in Hyun Hong's chest at the most appropriate time and from the most appropriate angle.

[Holy Arbitration], a skill that deals 200% damage to evil creatures, was undoubtedly Xiao Ling's first choice at the moment. She saw the opportunity and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

However, Hyun Hong's reaction after being shot was surprising.

Buzz buzz——

After the bullet hit, there was only a buzzing sound, and then, the mirror surface of the six-closed mirror was filled with white light.

The next second, not only was Xuanhong unscathed, but the mighty energy around him... actually became stronger.

"What's going on?" Xiaoling looked away from the scope and looked at Xuanhong under the tower in confusion.

"It will really cause trouble for me..." the Blood Corpse God muttered, and then raised his voice, shouting while fighting, "Don't use similar attacks again! This guy is a combination of magic weapon and holy body. When encountering the Holy Demon Both forces can be used for your own use!"

"Tch...I told you earlier..." Xiao Ling muttered and changed the ammunition, "Then I will use technology-oriented ammunition..."

On the other hand, the two people under the tower...

"The holy power of the Xuanyuan Sword is far beyond what the opponent can absorb, so you don't have to worry about the weapon." Before joining the battle group, Jue Ge specially paid Ruoyu a few words, "However, your skills are still subject to the enchantment It’s better to be careful when taking action. If you feel there is danger...just retreat.”

"Understood." Ruoyu responded simply. In this more urgent situation, Ruoyu usually obeys Brother Jue's command unconditionally because she absolutely trusts the latter's judgment.

"Okay~ follow me!" Feng Bujue said hello, then he leaned over with his sword and rushed forward.

If Ruoyu sees this, he moves according to the situation, his sword unsheathed, following him like a shadow.

The two of them spread out, one on the left and the other on the right. A grazing formation flashed out from behind the Blood Corpse God, and a shadow of swords and swords danced out.

Originally... Xuanhong didn't pay attention to the few strangely dressed humans around him, but he never expected... that these two were the same level or even better than the Blood Corpse God in terms of fighting.

For a moment, swords clashed and fighting spirit surged.

After ten moves, Xuanhong was put at a disadvantage; after thirty moves, he was increasingly unable to withstand the blows and began to get injured constantly, but he could still barely support himself with his health and recovery power; and after fifty moves... he was defeated. The momentum has emerged. It's hard to get back to heaven.

"Haha... Such a battle is truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience..." When he was on the verge of defeat, Xuanhong glanced at Ruoyu and Feng Bujue respectively, and sneered. "The Taoist, the Holy Sword. The Evil One, the Mad Demon..." He looked at the Blood Corpse God again, "There is also an innate alien species that appeared out of nowhere... Hahahaha..."

During the fight, between the words. Hyun Hong laughed.

At this moment when victory or defeat was almost decided, a look of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes: "It seems that I am doomed today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanhong raised his arms. Swinging his big sleeves. In an instant, a powerful force burst out from the mirror on his chest.

At this moment, the Blood Corpse God, Feng Bujue and Li Ruoyu... all had the same reaction. The three of them advanced instead of retreating, forcibly resisting the pressure of that force, and launched a desperate attack.

Ping——

The Blood Corpse God's straight fist hit the Six Closed Mirror.

scold--

Li Ruoyu's Xuanyuan Sword cut off Xuanhong's neck.

Click——

Feng Bujue had to break through the defense blade and smashed Xuanhong's knee.

After these three moves hit, the three of them were unable to resist the impact of the power close at hand, and were all ejected.

It was obvious that Hyun Hong just wanted to launch a self-destructive suicide attack, but his intention was instantly seen through by the three people in front of him and killed in time.

boom--

The next second, the sniper rifle fired again.

Xiao Ling, who was on the sixth floor of the pagoda, followed the good habit of eradicating the weeds. He fired an explosive bomb at Xuanhong's head, which was already flying in the air, and turned it into a pulp.

"Bah..." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue was the first to stand still, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said, "You little brat... you actually want to blow yourself up..."

"Fortunately, he didn't let him use his moves." After Ruoyu stopped retreating, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks. It seemed that the blood in her chest was not calmed down.

"Damn...it hurts me so much..." The Blood Corpse God was the last one to stop, and after stopping, he knelt down on one knee. "I'm going to gnaw you clean to the bone!" He said viciously. He muttered a few words, then his expression changed, he lowered his head and vomited a large pool of blood on the ground.

Due to his size and position, most of the power of the impact just now was borne by the Blood Corpse God alone. If it weren't for his physical strength and amazing recovery power, he might have been lying on the ground right now.

"I advise you not to go there..." Suddenly, a voice came from the entrance of the stone courtyard, "The fun has just begun."

Everyone turned around and saw Oink approaching.

"What? Do you still want to help me cook him? Cook." The Blood Corpse God took a few breaths and stood up again as if nothing was wrong.

"No..." Before Oink could reply, Feng Bujue answered first, "The 'good show' he said should mean..." As he said that, he motioned to Xuanhong's body with his eyes.

At this moment, although the corpse had fallen to the ground with its head spread out, but... the surface of the six-closed mirror was still changing.

But he saw that the red light was floating in the mirror, reflecting numerous red vortices; the mirror surface seemed like a blood abyss leading to another dimension, which was arousing the resonance of some kind of energy.

"Oh?" The Blood Corpse God glanced there, then looked up at the sky again, "Could this be..."

"Saints and demons have the same origin, and blood evils are unified." Oyinke continued in a deep voice, "The last insurance left by Xuanhong is his own Dharma body. And now that this Dharma body has been broken by you, his last trace The soul also dispersed." He paused for half a second and laughed, "Ah... Right now, there is nothing that can suppress the demonic nature of Liuhe Mirror. Its 'self-awareness' has begun to absorb blood. The evil barrier and the power accumulated within itself want to transform itself into a higher-level 'living body'."

"Why didn't you say this just now?" The Blood Corpse God immediately glared at Oink, tilted his head, and asked with a look like a gangster looking for trouble.

It should be noted here that when Feng Bujue was listening to Oyink explaining the plot in the kitchen, he had quietly taken out the Magatama of the Blood Corpse God from his bag. So that the Blood Corpse God can share some information (as mentioned earlier, the Blood Corpse God in Magatama can hear the outside world), so the Blood Corpse God will ask this question now. Because of this, he was able to call Oink "cook" when he saw him just now.

"Hmph...don't you understand?" Feng Bujue spoke before Oink again, "We were screwed by him."

"Saying 'shabu'... is a bit untrue." Oink looked at Feng Bujue and replied coldly, "We are using each other... aren't we?"

"Haha... that's right." Feng Bujue said, "You did help us a lot, but at the same time... you also lied to us about 'certain things'."

"It seems that you already know what happened." Oink said.

"Probably..." Brother Jue put away his weapon. He shook his head and smiled, "First of all, you are not an evil spirit from the 'animal realm' at all, are you?"

"Yes, I'm not." So far. There is no need for Oink to hide anything anymore, "The real 'animal way' was already dealt with by me long before I met the King of Feiguo."

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue pondered, "Secondly. Judging from your understanding of this town, this temple, and this magic weapon... this blood sacrifice in front of you was basically caused by you, right?"

"That's right." Oyink replied, "Behind Miao Xuzi, Hongying and Lu Bubuyi, there is a mastermind responsible for planning and supporting their actions. That is...me."

"But why don't you do it yourself?" At this time, Ruoyu asked, "With your strength, the monks in the temple and the seal in the pagoda are no problem."

"The problem lies in the mirror itself." Oink replied, "You have also discovered it... Guys who have been in direct contact with the Six-fold Mirror are basically affected by it, and even Xuanhong's Dharma Body was eventually controlled by it... ..." He shook his head, "I don't want to take that risk."

"And we 'travelers from another world' are the best people to help you get rid of that 'last line of insurance'." Feng Bujue took over Oink's words, shrugged and said, "First, we are just 'projections' , the mirror will not have any permanent impact on us... we are also strong enough."

Oink also shrugged his shoulders and continued: "At first, I wanted to use the non-verbal king, but unfortunately... after a short observation, I found that the boy's courage and wisdom were a bit lacking."

"Fortunately, we showed up later, right?" This sentence was said by Xiao Ling, who was already on the ground at this moment.

"Ha..." Oyink laughed dryly, "Anyway... the moment I saw Mad Bu Su, I knew... something big was going to happen."

As they were saying these words, the barrier covering the sky was also undergoing drastic changes, and the moonlight, which was not bright to begin with, became increasingly darker and turbid.

"Since I have helped you so much, you might as well answer my two more questions." After a moment of silence, Feng Bujue said to Oink again.

"You can ask." Oink crossed his hands on his chest, "But I may not answer."

"Okay~" Feng Bujue asked immediately, "First question, why did you want to cause the mutation of the Six-Closing Mirror?"

"No comment." Oink decided not to answer the question almost without thinking.

"Ha!" A smile appeared on Feng Bujue's lips, "Is it really related to Ragnarok..."

Before he finished speaking, an imperceptible change of expression flashed across Oink's face, but he concealed it well and thought he was not noticed by the other party: "Is this your second question?" A second later , he asked in a calm tone.

"No." Brother Jue smiled, and he consciously responded to Oyink with a meaningful smile, and then continued, "The second question...whatever this mirror incarnates in a moment...is …Anyway, is it a threat to us?”

"Yes. And it's a big threat..." Oink paused, and added, "In fact, I came here to remind you of this. I've sent you the message, and I'm sorry to leave you alone."

After that, Oink disappeared in front of everyone as if he had teleported, without waving his sleeves or taking away a cloud.

"Well... this pighead seems to have mastered some kind of ultra-high-performance mobile technique..." The Blood Corpse God's eyes wandered, "He's quite good..."

"I've seen through his trick. I'll explain it to you slowly." Feng Bujue said, looking back at the Six-Comprehensive Mirror.

At this time, the entity of the mirror had disappeared, and instead... a twisted blood abyss that was expanding and looked like a mirror. Everyone present (and the Blood Corpse God) could clearly feel that the blood abyss was absorbing the energy around it, and power was constantly surging out of it.

"Well... I think... you guys should retreat first." Brother Jue said as he turned around and walked towards the Liuhe Mirror. "If nothing unexpected happens, Xiao Tan will be able to finish the script soon. But just in case, let's try to avoid everyone putting themselves in danger."

"You..." Ruoyu wanted to ask "What are you going to do?" But she quickly thought of another way to ask, "...Are you going to jump in?"

"Hehe..." Feng Bujue turned around and smiled at her, "Don't worry. I'm fine."

…………

Time, back to the present.

Somewhere in the northeast of Heyue Town, another life-and-death battle is imminent.

"Ha! Hahahahaha..." Xian Yewei Wang, who had already thought that he would lose without a doubt. When he was preparing for the opportunity to burst out, his expression suddenly changed and he laughed out loud. "...God really helps me!"

He said this because he was surprised to find that his skill restrictions had been lifted while he was using his skills.

"You seem..." Wang Tanzhi's expression at this time was very cold, "...rekindled the hope of victory."

"Hmph..." Xian Yewei Wang raised the knife in his hand, "Not ignited hope...but confident!"

"Such confidence..." Xiao Tan was very keenly aware of something, "Could it be..." He quickly glanced at the sky, "Has the restrictive effect of the barrier disappeared?"

"Guessed it!" Xian Yewei Wang shouted, and suddenly rushed forward.

Having recovered all his combat power, his confidence surged, and his momentum was like a rainbow, believing that Xiao Tan was definitely not his opponent.

"Then...what about it..." Wang Tanzhi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the psychic weapon burning with black flames had already appeared on his right wrist, and his figure also blurred in an instant.

scold--

call--

The next second, the wind suddenly sounded.

Figures, staggered.

But the swords and knives never collided.

The tyrant sword lost its power, and the air flow burst.

The sleeve sword was sharp, and the black flames were extinguished.

These two moves, which should have been evenly matched, failed to produce a result in which both sides were injured. It was because the two people who were fighting, one was a swordsman, and the other... was an assassin.

"No... Impossible..." Xian Yewei Wang, who reappeared, lowered his head and looked at the hole on his left chest burned by the black flame in shock, shaking all over.

"I don't know why you have the illusion that 'after the skills are restored, I can beat the person in front of me'." Wang Tanzhi turned his back to his opponent and said without looking back, "But I think... I have proved with my actions that you are wrong."

When Xiao Tan said this rather cool line, Xian Yewei Wang's survival value also ran out.

The captain of the Corpse Sword First Team... fell to the ground dejectedly and quickly turned into white light.

[The current task has been completed, and the main task has been completed]

[You have completed the script, and will be automatically transferred after 180 seconds]

The system prompt announced the completion of the task and the script, and also announced the result of the game.

At that time, no one would have thought that Xian Yewei Wang's fall would be regarded as a symbol in the near future.

In this scene, not only a player of Corpse Blade fell, not only a team fell, but the entire Corpse Blade Studio and its related industries.

After this day, they not only left the stage of Peak Hegemony S2 sadly, but also gradually faded out of people's sight and became history... (To be continued...)