As for Jialan, her attack method is much simpler.
Not as flashy as Baili Pangpang, not as terrifying as Cao Yuan, she was like a floating bouquet flying into the crowd, strolling through the dense rain of attacks.
When he saw a recruit with a higher fighting level or a special recruit from the Forbidden Ruins, Jialan simply attacked him twice and then knocked him unconscious with one punch.
Seeing that the level in all aspects was average, I was knocked unconscious without saying anything.
Such a simple and simple attack method caused the recruits around her to fall in large numbers. She was like an emotionless hammer machine, quickly clearing a vacuum around her.
An Qingyu stood motionless while carrying the black coffin on his back. Countless frost vines sprouted from the ground beneath his feet, intertwining around him as he fought with many different recruits.
An Qingyu calmly pushed up his glasses. Under the pale lenses, his eyes exuded a faint grayness and slowly scanned the many recruits.
"Let me see, where are you hiding?" he murmured.
"Something doesn't seem right?"
The three members of the Ancient God Church who were among the new recruits looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of them with strange expressions.
"These people don't feel like Master Qian Mo, do they?"
"Yes, they appeared at the same time, which shows that it is not a tactical illusion created by Master Qian Mo based on time difference. They can only be the incarnations of Master Qian Mo. But Master Qian Mo's strength has been suppressed. How can there be so many powerful incarnations?"
"Yes, but didn't they say that they are from the Church of Ancient Gods? If not Master Qian Mo, who could they be?"
Among the three, the skinny recruit frowned and pondered for a long time, as if he had thought of something, his expression was extremely gloomy!
"I probably understand"
"What?"
"They are not members of the Ancient God Church at all."
"No way? If you are not one of our people, why do you want to kill the instructor, remove the ruin monument, and destroy this training camp? And you can predict our motives so accurately?"
"Haven't you seen it yet?" The skinny recruit pointed at the members of the Night Team and said, "Their attacks may seem fierce and deadly, but in fact every move avoids the vital point. They just knocked out the recruits, and then throw them aside
From the beginning, they had no intention of harming these recruits!
I think that the so-called death of the instructors is also an illusion created by them. The purpose is to create such an atmosphere of impending despair and stimulate the potential in these recruits.
They were never members of the Church of the Ancient God. They were just the Night Squadron who used the guise of the Church of the Ancient God to scare new recruits. "
The more the skinny recruit spoke, the more angry he became in his eyes. This feeling of being teased made him very unhappy.
In the final analysis, all these misunderstandings are because the recruit team they hid in did not meet any members of the Night Team. Otherwise, just through the merciless actions of the Night Team, they would be able to detect that something was wrong, and those who used The fake corpse used to deceive the new recruits cannot fool the eyes of experts like them.
From the beginning, they preconceivedly believed that Mr. Qian Mo must have taken the initiative, and then they were led by the expert Shen, completely falling into the opponent's trap.
"Are they really the Night Team?" The immature recruit frowned, "Then what should we do next?"
"It doesn't matter. Judging from the information we have now, the Night Team is just pretending to be the Church of the Ancient God. It should not be aware of our existence. We are still in the dark." The skinny recruit calmly analyzed,
"It happens to be a melee right now. As long as we blend in with the recruits and use our disguises to kill the Night Team one by one, we still have a chance to make a comeback!"
"But there are only three of us"
"Three?" The female soldier shook her head, "You forgot, Master Qian Mo hasn't taken action yet!"
"Yes, yes, with Master Qian Mo here, we still have a chance."
"What's more, we still have this thing." The skinny recruit reached into his arms, his fingertips touched a touch of coldness, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I spent a lot of energy to get this thing out. In this situation Now, it has the ability to turn the situation around."
When the other two people saw this scene, they seemed to have remembered something and their expressions relaxed.
"That's true. With that thing around, you won't be able to dance for long even at night."
"It's him!"
Among the new recruits, Fang Mo's eyes gradually lit up when he saw the figure wearing a Sun Wukong mask and walking among the crowd like a ghost.
A certain kind of golden energy flowing in the depths of his body and soul glowed like never before, like a reunion after a long absence, like joy.
Without any hesitation, he took steps forward and rushed towards Lin Qiye.
Ode!
At this moment, in the night sky, a dark red stream of light flew from a distance!
It was a young man, with six dark red wings on his back and a straight knife in his hand. His red eyes stared at Lin Qiye in the crowd, with unprecedented anger and confusion surging deep in his pupils.
The anger comes from his shrine, and the confusion comes from himself.
Lu Baoyou didn't understand.
Before, he just stood quietly on the distant roof, looking at the battlefield here, but when the man wearing the Sun Wukong mask took action, the divine ruins and divine power in his body became restless, driving him to come immediately. I'm here, eager to fight that person!
The instinct engraved in his bones told him that that man was his old enemy.
Killing him is Lu Baoyou's mission.
Subconsciously, Lu Baoyou opened his dark red wings and flew towards Lin Qiye from the distant rooftop!
Seeing the golden light emerging in the eyes of the man wearing the mask, Lu Baoyou seemed to have thought of something, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.
Is that the power of Seraph
Is that man Michael's agent
At this moment, the ancient and majestic voice that existed in his memory echoed in his ears again:
"Power comes at a price.
I can give you the ability and potential to dominate all living things, but at the same time, I need you to help me do one thing within ten years, no matter what method you use, find and kill the agent of Seraph Michael.
If you can't, after ten years, I will take away your soul as the interest for borrowing the power.
So, your answer is"
Boom! !
The dark red stream of light hit the ground in front of Lin Qiye heavily, and the terrifying power of the fallen angels exploded. All the recruits behind him were shocked and took a few steps back, looking at the scene in front of them in horror and confusion.
"Agent of Seraph?"
In the smoke and dust, Lu Baoyou's red eyes stared at Lin Qiye's mask, and slowly raised the straight knife in his hand.
"I'm here to kill you."
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