The coast of Daxia.
The fishy and salty sea breeze blew across the empty city. On top of a tall building along the coast, a figure covered in a muddy cassock was calmly looking at the sea in the distance.
A helicopter stopped behind him, and several figures wearing dark red cloaks stood behind him, also looking at the distant horizon, their nervous hands oozing with sweat...
"Mr. Fate, is it really possible?" A night watchman couldn't help but ask, "That's the walking Chaos..."
"So what if he is Chaos?" Monk Fate said calmly, "As long as there is a theoretical possibility of killing him, I can magnify this possibility infinitely... Even the leader of the K-faction is no exception."
"Now, what is the probability that we can kill Chaos?"
The monk of fate paused for a moment.
"Eighty percent."
"Eighty percent?" Several night watchmen were surprised. This possibility was already quite high. "The [Demon] team, the Twelve Golden Immortal agents, and the Ancestral God who has not yet recovered... these three combined, there is an 80% chance that they can kill [Chaos]?"
"The [Original Ancestor Formation] is our only 'sword' that can kill [Chaos] at the moment; the [Demon] team is the 'bait' to make Him relax His vigilance; the Twelve Golden Immortal Agents are the 'sheath' used to hide the 'sword'... The most important of these links is Su Zhe, who holds the 'sword'."
The monk said calmly, "Now, the [Devil] has sacrificed his life, Su Zhe holds the hilt, and the scabbard preserves the blade... If [Chaos] still cannot be killed, then we can only accept our fate."
A night watchman hesitated for a moment, then said:
"But I don't understand... You could have just let Su Zhe go live to lure Chaos, why did you go to so much trouble to force Su Zhe away? Let the Devil team sacrifice? This is totally meaningless..."
The fateful monk glanced at him and spoke slowly:
"Let me ask you... What is Chaos' most terrifying ability?"
The night watchman was stunned.
"It is to see through people's hearts." Monk Fate said calmly.
"Chaos can easily see through a person's emotional fluctuations, whether they are lying, hiding things, or being stubborn... To Him, human emotions are just pale and superficial playthings. He can guess what the other person is thinking with just a glance.
Su Zhe is very talented. He and Fang Mo are irreplaceable important elements in this plan. The difference between him and Fang Mo is that Fang Mo knows exactly what he is pursuing, but Su Zhe does not know...
If Su Zhe was given the task of luring and killing [Chaos] alone from the beginning, given his personality, even if he barely overcame the fear in his heart and went ahead to provoke [Chaos], how effective would he be
And if it is Su Zhe who has just lost his teammates and relatives and spontaneously wants to kill his enemies, which one do you think Chaos will trust more
Therefore, the best method is not to let them "perform", but to let them truly release their emotions... Only in this way can it be the best "bait" to let Chaos let down his guard.
We only have one chance... so the Devil must take the risk."
Everyone looked at the sea in the distance and fell into silence.
In this game of luring and killing [Chaos], the most important thing is not the original ancestral formation, nor the twelve golden immortals dying in the place of death... but the [Demon] team.
If we can't make Chaos completely let down its guard and enter the game, then no matter how many trump cards we have, they will be useless. Be it Su Zhe or Lu Baoyou, every member of the Devil team is the one who pushes Chaos into the endless abyss little by little...
And the price of pushing all this forward is their own lives.
"Mr. Fate, a message has been sent back from the Huaihai City Shelter..." Just then, a figure walked up to Monk Fate and whispered something, and the latter's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Look... do you need to bring it over?" the figure asked.
Monk Fate stared at the sea in the distance and nodded, "Bring them here... We have done what we can, and the rest depends on their fate."
"yes."
As the figure left, a sudden flash of light flashed across the sky!
boom!!
Suddenly, a beam of incandescent light rose from the horizon, breaking through the clouds and extending into the deep space!
Monk Fate's face darkened, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Success or failure depends on this one move."
…
Ancestral Temple.
The incandescent light shot up into the sky, rapidly engulfing the majestic stone city and the sea.
Lu Baoyou and Su Zhe were like two flashes of lightning that cut through the void, trying to escape from the range of the incandescent light at a rapid speed. The aftermath of the milky white halo swept between heaven and earth, and the ancient pressure overflowed from the hole crazily!
But even so, compared with the rapidly expanding incandescent light, their speed was still as slow as ants. A wave of aftermath swept across their bodies, and they immediately plunged into the sea like a kite with a broken string!
Swish!
At the same time, the screen of the mobile phone that Lu Baoyou was holding went black, and then a ball of sparks burst out from the battery position!
Lu Baoyou loosened his grip, and the phone burned into a fireball in mid-air. However, he had no time to pay attention to these things at the moment. A sharp pain came from all over his body, and his eyes went black before he fell into the sea.
The incandescent light that extended into the universe burned for dozens of seconds before dissipating bit by bit. Countless broken pieces of debris fell from the sky, and a large black hole was burned out in the sky!
Su Zhe poked his head out of the sea with difficulty, his seven orifices were stained with blood. He flapped his hands at the surrounding sea water, and finally grabbed a piece of floating debris of the ancestral temple and climbed onto it.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
He rubbed his bloodstained eyes, immediately looked around, and shouted:
"Lu Baoyou! Lu Baoyou!! Where are you??"
After being swept by the aftermath, Su Zhe felt like he was thrown into a washing machine. His internal organs shifted out of place and severe pain came from all over his body... In addition, the scene in front of him was very blurry. He could only see something clearly by squinting his eyes hard. His vision must have been damaged.
He called out for a long time, and finally a sound of splashing water came from the sea not far away. Su Zhe immediately stretched his palm into the sea water, and a sonic boom was released from his palm, carrying the fragment of the ancestral temple and rapidly approaching there.
He grabbed Lu Baoyou's palm with one hand, barely pulled it to the fragments, squinted his eyes and shouted:
"How are you? Are you okay? Are you still alive?!"
“Cough, cough, cough, cough…” Lu Baoyou lay flat on the debris, having turned into a bloody man. He coughed weakly, his bloodshot eyes kept shrinking and expanding, and his brows were getting more and more furrowed…
After an unknown amount of time, he finally spoke hoarsely:
"I can't seem to... see anything."