Chapter 696

Zeng Gaoge was shot.

But the funny smile on his face increased instead of decreased.

Zeng Gaoge smiled and dug his fingers into the bloody bullet hole.

He pulled out the bullet.

But the bullet was originally made of psionic power. Soon after it appeared in Zeng Gaoge's hand, it turned into light dust and disappeared without a trace.

"Interesting." Zeng Gaoge's mouth started a strange arc: "it's really worthy of being the key figure of our God envoy."

The implication is that the existence of Yilin seems to have been focused by the dawn sect for a long time.

Erin frowned.

This organization, even in another timeline, is mysterious enough.

When the earth is full of disasters, their believers walk around the world.

Yilin had always believed that dawning religion was a spontaneous organization formed after the official spread of disaster because of human despair and seeking spiritual sustenance.

Now, obviously, that's not the case.

Millian looked at Zeng Gaoge's wound, and her expression changed. At the same time, she thought of Irene's words and couldn't help asking, "Dear president of the Apocalypse guild, what do you mean?"

"Ha ha -" Yilin laughed deliberately. He felt that his laughter must be like an arrogant villain. But he still smiled. He wasn't sure whether Milian was pretending to be stupid or really stupid. He said it so clearly. The other party still couldn't figure it out. It's really tangled.

Do you have to force yourself to say it clearly and clearly? Do you look like a bad man.

Yilin rubbed his index finger and thumb: "now listen, when he is at a disadvantage, the key point of negotiation is to take the initiative to put forward benefits and force the other party's bottom line. Without benefits, nothing can be talked about. Just like now."

Benefits?

Millian's hair shook and her eyes opened slightly. She didn't seem to expect that she could be like this.

"Your twelve knights are struggling to support. According to their defense, I can still support them for ten minutes under my attack. At most, the twelve Knights will lose in ten minutes. I'm curious. Is the treasure you said more important or your twelve Knights more important?"

"No," Milian said persistently, "Dear president of the Apocalypse guild, you misunderstood. I'll do it myself. I don't need to bother your guild. I just hope your guild won't interfere in this matter."

She stubbornly believes that whether she gives benefits depends on whether she asks Yilin to do it. She caught Zeng Gaoge herself. She didn't have to bother Yilin, that is, she didn't have to give any benefits.

"All right."

Yilin rolled his eyes. He found that it didn't make sense to reason with the woman from abroad. It is likely that mileen, who is from a foreign country, has slightly different values from Erin. Or, the environment in which she grew up made her unable to understand how common it was for Yilin to cover the white wolf with empty hands in the circle of apostles.

"By the way..." Yilin suddenly said a name: "Homeros."

Millian's expression didn't change, but slowly made a question mark.

“？”

Yilin confirmed it.

You can do it.

"Call -"

Yilin breathed a long breath.

Jiaya Qinmei, Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi are floating behind Yilin, with a graceful posture.

Zengg and millian widened their eyes at the same time.

They know the spirit behind Yilin. But unexpectedly, Yilin had three spirits at the same time. Won't it fight? Miriam was puzzled. She knew that the spirit with wisdom must be carefully taken care of and cultivated, otherwise it would be possible to devour the Lord.

"Little dance."

Yilin looked at Zhitian dance who was about to move around and said, "she gave it to you."

Zhitian Dance: "time?"

Yilin: "five minutes at most."

Zhitian Dance: "enough."

Yilin: "I'll try my best."

Two people ask and answer.

Yilin asked strangely, and Zhitian dance's answer was also puzzling.

But they understood their own thoughts. They also know that each other understands their own thoughts.

Zhitian dance smiled and felt warm and refreshing like the spring breeze.

She, a little happy.

Zhitian dances with a knife and kills millian.

Millian's face changed. She didn't expect that she had a good talk. The Apocalypse guild said to do it.

But actually,

Yilin doesn't need any reason to start.

He lingered for a while, but it was because millian was similar to the "divine sword" of hormelos in memory.

Zhitian dance resolutely made a big move. The double knives are out of the scabbard. One of her two knives is a spirit weapon, and the other is a strange knife parasitic by parasitic equipment. One of the two knives was murderous and the other was evil. At the same time, terrible power erupted.

Behind Zhitian dance, the spirit of the defeated warrior emerged silently, turned into a black armor and wrapped his whole body. The evil knife in the right hand, the green vertical pupil opened, and from the sarcoma of the knife handle, tentacles stretched out and deeply penetrated into Zhitian dance's arm.

Zhitian dance's right eye, the white eye disappeared and completely turned into a splash of pure black.

"Qiang!"

Millian's eyes coagulated and her hair trembled. In the face of the fierce Zhitian dance, millian knew that it was difficult to ignore the attack of Zhitian dance and go around and take Zeng Gaoge directly. She had no choice but to fight, hold the transparent weapon in her armour and chop forward.

The fierce wind pressure turns into an invincible sword. For a moment, Yilin's evil thought space, the ground was cut out of a 100 meter long gully, which spread to the distance.

The edge of the gully is as sharp as a knife, and the buildings on both sides collapse. The fighting between them was very terrible. They were like human excavators. No one was spared.

When Zhitian dance and millian were officially angry, Zeng Gaoge was unconventional. He saw that millian was dragged by Zhitian dance and turned around and ran away.

"Did I say I could let you go?"

Yilin smiled, and two revolvers floated on his side. He wore the apprentice hanging ring between his fingers. A circle of radiant lines swung out between his wrists, as if he were wearing several gorgeous bracelets.

"Freedom Law · crimson chain!"

PIA, squeak!

In front of Yilin's palm, a bunch of orange red energy bands tied Zeng Gaoge who had just raised his legs to escape from top to bottom.

Zeng Gaoge could not move except his head and fingers, but there was no anger on his face. Just lying on the ground, the saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth and his face pressed on the ground. From such an angle, Zeng Gaoge seemed to lie down in front of Yilin and lick the floor with his mouth.

"Speaking of it, I have a holiday with your dawning sect."

Yilin sat in the "air", his legs crossed, his fingers crossed on his knees, made a comfortable posture, smiled: "these things are long to say. But now time is tight, I'll ask the key points directly."

"Hey, hey, hey --"

"Since you can set up a guild, it means that the leader behind you should be an apostle. It's hard for me to imagine an apostle worshipping an Unknown God. Who is the envoy you say."

Zeng Gaoge closed his eyes and said something strangely in his mouth.

"Is it the person who held the ceremony in Litai city? It's not surprising that he has an ability similar to group hypnosis, which is biased towards the strengthening of the mind. It's mysterious and can't be used to brainwash. Is that him?"

“……”

"Your stronghold is there," said Yilin. Seeing that the other party's oil and salt didn't enter, he spread out his palm, and his expression was a little more helpless: "anyway, it's just two o'clock. Who's your boss and where's your headquarters. Speak out and I'll let you go."

Zeng Gaoge is still thinking.

After Yilin stopped asking, she listened and finally heard what Zeng Gaoge was saying.

He tossed and repeated the same words.

After hearing clearly, Yilin's face changed slightly.

This time, Yilin sang a similar version in the mouth of those believers who took the initiative to devote themselves in Litai city.

"They destroy all living beings,"

"We save all living beings,"

"Ah,"

"The great lord of void, the light of dawn, the imprisoned God,"

"The world will usher in war and disaster,"

"Only we can bring hope and dawn to the world."

Look, over and over, these lines are nothing new.

Yilin sighed and wrote down these lines. Yilin understood that there should be nothing to ask from Zeng Gaoge. Unless Yilin can replace the inner faith of crazy believers, it is much harder to ask something from Crazy believers than to kill them.

"Still have to work hard."

Free law · crimson thunder!

Psionic values change smoothly in the operation mode of free method. A whip made of red lightning appeared in Yilin's hand.

"Pa! Say it or not!"

Yilin whipped it down.

In addition to his strong self-healing ability, Zeng Gaoge seems that the body still belongs to the category of "human". The whip went down, and suddenly, Gog was convulsed by electricity, his eyes turned upside down, and the white foam was spitting out in his mouth.

"Pa!"

Yilin whipped down again.

"Say it, don't smoke!"

make love!

The free method of Yilin's left hand is used to bind, and the free method of his right hand is used to whip. It was smoking. Yilin found that this set of continuous moves was very easy to use. He seems to have found a different way to open the "free law". Thank you, mage!

While using the electric whip of "crimson thunder", Yilin easily and happily smoked Zeng Gaoge. While being tortured, he was also paying attention to the war between Zhitian dance and Milien. At the same time, Yilin is multi-purpose and thinks about the reason why dawning sect sent such a minion.

Zeng Gaoge seems to have no other special abilities except that he is particularly resistant to beating. Yilin didn't intend to give the other party a chance to make it out. Besides, what are you proud of your self-healing ability? Taking Yilin himself as an example, he cut off his own hand. After a while, even the belt bone can grow again. With this special blood lineage, is he proud and charming? Isn't this very modest?

It's nothing special.

Send him here. What does dawning mean?

Temptation?

Or... Yilin looked at mileen, who had been killed with Zhitian dance, and an idea flashed in his heart: "is the real purpose of Shuguang sect to make our guild fight with the knight alliance? It's very possible, because this fool came to Haiting city because of the people of Shuguang sect. It should be more than a coincidence."

"But what good is it for them?"

In Yilin's imagination, this strange organization composed of keywords such as madness, belief and brainwashing should not care about the so-called "world" I don't seem to be clean. "

Yilin stared with a complicated expression and touched his chest.

Even across the skin, Yilin felt the apex of his heart and felt the heart beat. Correspondingly, without his consent, he entered the "companion props" of his body, and its attributes appeared in front of Yilin.

……

[distant ideal town]

[grade] associated type

[Special] cannot be traded. Only when the host dies, the prop must fall.

[restriction] only those blessed by the "spirit of the lake" can exert their real power.

[effect] continue to heal, stop aging and protect the eternal goblin (not available)

[description] the "scabbard" used to carry the holy sword handed down by the pandragon family from generation to generation. In ancient times, the ancestors of pandragon mistakenly entered the goblin village, and the shy goblins gave the pandragon family eternal blessings. I don't know why, while blessing, the scabbard seems to be accompanied by a curse. It is either lost or on the way to be lost.

……

"Not good."

What's the use of this strange associated prop attribute? Let's ignore it for the time being.

When Yilin saw the [Special] column, he felt as if he had been pit.

He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of millian, who was fighting with Zhitian dance.

Just right.

Millian was shocked and seemed to notice something. She was stiff and ate Zhitian dance raw.

"Upanism, all ten sides are destroyed!"

Zhitian dances with all her strength, with a cross shaped blade, cutting millian's chest impartially.

Millian was cut and flew tens of meters away, adding a human shaped gully to the scarred surface. At the end of the gully, black dust billowed and millian struggled to get up. The armor in front of her chest was torn alive and blurred.

"Wow -"

Millian shouted. Yilin thought she was crying, but unexpectedly, she gushed blood. After she gushed blood, she looked at Yilin's direction with empty and confused eyes regardless of her injury. They met at a distance of hundreds of meters.

The dull hair on her head hung down, and she only heard millian repeat five words over and over again in a tone like a repeater:

"The glory of our ancestors."

"The glory of our ancestors."

"The glory of our ancestors."

She dragged her injured body to the direction of Yilin step by step.

The confused and helpless expression was like a bear child who lost his beloved doll and was ready to cry to death.

"This is trouble."

Yilin touched his chest, looked like a broken millian, and muttered to himself.