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The dagger in Taoist Qu's hand turned into a ball of black smoke, and the black smoke condensed into a fist-sized Sickle. The long, sharp canine teeth in the Sickle's mouth could easily pierce an adult's arm.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The Taoist Qu let out a painful cry as the Sickle's teeth had already nailed themselves onto his arm.

The blood in his body was quickly extracted, and the body of the Sickle attached to his arm also quickly swelled up.

The Taoist Qu did not think much of it. Gritting his teeth, he aimed the gun at the Sickle and shot it down.

The Sickle exploded along with his right palm.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" In the midst of his heart-tearing and lung-splitting roar, Taoist Qu kneeled on the ground.

"Uncle Qu!" Ding Ling who was witnessing this scene came over to Taoist Qu's side and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Taoist Qu did not reply. What was more terrifying than losing his right hand was the loss of a large amount of blood – even though he had dealt with it quickly, the Sickle had still taken a large amount of blood from his body. According to this speed, if he was even a second or two slower, he would have already been a dried up corpse on the ground.

Although it was unable to deal with a giant beast like the Python, the Sickle were exceptionally useful when dealing with humans.

Ding Ling grabbed the Desert Eagle in her hands, wanting to find that foreign Magus. However, Peter had long since disappeared without a trace, and now, the Taoist Qu was busy bandaging his right hand, making sure that no one could find him.

The men in black brought by Ding Ling were all fighting against the Sickle in the air. These black coloured vampires seemed to never be able to kill them, but these men in black all fell down one after another.

Peter didn't even have to wait for the Magi who were assisting him to arrive before he could take care of these weak enemies on his own.

This was the power of the Magus King's chief disciple. Peter could not be compared with the ordinary Magi that the dragoncloud s hunted down.

However, Ding Ling was not stuck in a panic and could not move like she was in the past.

She held onto the Desert Eagle in her hands and observed her surroundings. The Magus' invisibility spell was not to make her traces disappear from this world, but rather a method that allowed her to blend in with the surrounding environment. Most Magi could only become invisible when they were still, and only a few Magi who had worked hard in this area could disguise themselves when they moved.

But that foreign Magus really disappeared, as if he had disappeared from this world. Even if Ding Ling opened her eyes wide, she could not find a single trace of information.

In the end, Ding Ling was only a mortal. It was too difficult for a mortal to fight a Magus.

The invisible Peter had already arrived behind Ding Ling. If he wanted to kill Ding Ling, then he could make his move now. However, he no longer wanted to engage in a senseless massacre. There were already many people who had died here, and these people all had parents and families like him.

A dagger appeared on Ding Ling's neck. Peter's figure appeared behind her.

"All of you, stop!" Peter shouted. The Sickle in the air stopped moving, and the black clad men looked over as well.

"I don't know what kind of hatred there is between you two," Peter said to everyone present. "But if you let me go, I'll let her go too."

"Let go of Miss!" Taoist Qu had already wrapped the wound on his right hand tightly. He had lost the large amount of blood in his right palm and body, and the loss of blood and pain caused his lips to turn white.

Taoist Qu never had a reason to work so hard over Ding Long. In the end, he only accepted the money to do things. The person he was loyal to was Ding Ling, and the respect and trust Ding Ling had for him was worth it for him to be dead set.

Compared to Ding Long, the current Ding Ling possessed an even stronger charisma, so anyone who approached her would naturally be attracted by her and submit to her on their own accord.

Even though she had been idle for more than ten years, she could still show her natural talent as a natural leader. Perhaps Ding Ling was destined to sit alone on the throne.

Taoist Qu was his first loyal subject.

"Let her go!" Taoist Qu roared at Peter.

"Let me go," Peter repeated himself again, "It's only fair that I let her go."

"Alright, I promise you," Taoist Qu didn't hesitate, "You can go, I guarantee your safety."

Peter revealed a faint smile, at the same time, he pointed at the black-clothed men, and said: "I believe you, but I don't trust them."

The Sickle that was flying in the air gathered over. A few Sickle grabbed onto Peter's clothes and surrounded him, lifting his body up. The other Sickle stopped by Ding Ling's side. If any of the black-clothed men made a move, they would attack Ding Ling.

With the help of the Sickle, Peter's body gradually rose into the air. Before long, he would be out of the firing range of the handgun, and at that time, he would naturally command the Sickle to release Ding Ling.

dragoncloud's Magus Hunt was about to end in failure.

At this moment, Peter's right side suddenly trembled slightly. The wound on his right shoulder had not been treated for a long time, but Peter had been using his magic power on controlling the Sickle and using the gradually fading. The loss of blood made his head spin and his lips go white.

Taoist Qu who was on the ground suddenly raised his left hand, and aimed his palm at Peter who was in the air.

Did he not care about the woman's life? Peter's expression was a little surprised, he looked at Ding Ling on the ground. Ding Ling was still surrounded by the Sickle, but she had aimed the Desert Eagle at her temple — — If the Taoist Qu did not attack her, she would fire at her before the Sickle attacks her.

What kind of courage was this!

Taoist Qu's left palm spewed out a scarlet red flame, like a viper, it shot towards Peter.

Peter lost the Sickle surrounding him, and his body plummeted down from the sky. And the Sickle that were originally controlling Ding Ling, were all flying towards Peter.

They caught Peter's body before he fell to the ground.

Without enough time to rejoice and escape death, a large amount of bullets shot towards Peter.

Under the gazes of everyone present, the bullets entered Peter's body one by one.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere.