Puff!
When Alva's heart was pierced through, the audience fell into a brief silence. All these turning points happened too quickly, and they were too unexpected. After all, in the eyes of the believers of the Silver Moon Church, this was obviously a dimensionality reduction blow general action.
As a result, they were still beating the 'children' with their forefoot, crushing most of the ordinary people one by one with extraordinary strength. The next moment, their own boss, who was sitting in the audience and was regarded by them as their trump card, died suddenly before their eyes. What is this? picture? !
There are quite a few Silver Moon believers who even suspect that something is wrong with their eyes.
They are obviously the group of archers with the best average eyesight.
It is conceivable how horrified they were, but Suleman, as an experienced reborn, would not give them a chance to think about life. In a battle, a moment of loss of consciousness is tantamount to fatal.
Click! Click! Click!
The incomparably sharp Qianye was like a god of death who harvested life. A number of Yinyue believers were cut open in the ribs by it, blood spattering, and there was no chance for them to leave the battlefield.
Some of the Yinyue believers had a ruthless look on their faces, wanting to fight to the death. As a result, when they approached Suleman ten meters away, their faces were in a trance, as if they were obsessed by some picture. At this moment, Suleman followed closely with Qianye in hand, slashed away with a single blow, and started with a few more experience points.
Although at Suleman's level, beheading first- and second-level Transcendents can no longer bring much experience, but there are enough people who can't stand them. The most important thing is that Suleman has the support of bloodline traits to hunt and kill them. It didn't take much effort at all.
——It is the effect of [Dream Spirit].
The faces of the group of Silver Moon believers were in a trance, it was they who fell into Suleman's fictional dream.
Suleman's main profession has been upgraded to the bottleneck stage, and his body level has also reached Lv40. In the case of completely crushing the opponent, the effect of [Dream Spirit] has also greatly improved for low-level transcendents: unlike before on the steam train, hypnosis The effect requires the cooperation of the other party's state. Right now, Suleman already possesses the characteristic of 'forced to fall into a dream'.
Not only limited to this group of low-level people, but also the pardon councilor who led them, Alva, the powerhouse of the third-order peak, was also affected by the effect of [Dream Spirit], and his combat response was affected. A key mistake was enough to ruin him. life.
Thanks to the above reasons, Suleman was able to easily kill the same level, mainly because he had an information advantage. If Alva could guard against it, he might not fall so quickly. It's a pity that Silvermoon Church's dominant position in Furious Shark Port has made them lose their vigilance since they haven't met a real opponent for too long, even if Alva was once a traitor of the Hunting Church.
Under Suleman's harvest, the entire Black Fist Casino went from being noisy to dead silent at an astonishing speed.
Some Silver Moon believers also wanted to escape, and reported the news to the Silver Moon Church, asking for the support of the Dawn powerhouse.
But unfortunately, Suleman had predicted this a long time ago. He placed a large number of shadow lines at the entrance and exit. Everyone who wanted to escape in the chaos ended up as insects trapped in the weaving net, unable to move. It was finally cleaned up by Suleman.
When Suleman shook off the blood on the straight knife and looked up, the entire Black Fist Casino had been swept away by him. This time, the Silver Moon Law Enforcers who took the initiative to invade were wiped out, including the congressman at the peak of Tier 3 strong.
Only the trembling audience was left, looking at the bloody Suleman in the arena like watching a ghost.
In their impression, the Silver Moon Church is a high-ranking ruler. Have they ever seen that there will be a day when they will be slaughtered like domestic animals? This simply subverted the audience's outlook on life, making them tremble and dare not move.
For fear of attracting the attention of this 'killing god', he would follow in the footsteps of the Silver Moon Law Enforcers.
"Hey, you actually killed all the members of the Silver Moon Church. This is a serious crime!"
"He won't kill people to silence him?"
"No way, no way"
Fielding hid in the corner and shivered. Since he had witnessed everything, he had a deep understanding of the strength of the Silver Moon Law Enforcers. He also understood that the mysterious person who could easily eliminate this group of law enforcers was beyond his imagination. scary character.
This kind of person, once he needs to hide his whereabouts
Killing them is their best choice.
Fielding didn't realize that the eye on his shoulder was already wide open, as if he had seen a ghost. It was the insight mark left by 'Grey Scorpion' Zimmer. For the same reason, he, like Fielding, also 'see' everything with his own eyes. As a pardon member of the same level, he understands better than Fielding the difficulty of completely destroying the strength of the entire law enforcement team.
Being able to easily destroy the entire law enforcement team of the Silver Moon Church means that it is not difficult for the other party to kill him. Zimmer was shocked, at least he thought that his personal strength was far from being able to match The entire law enforcement team fought head-on.
Not to mention, the feat of slaughtering the entire team.
The strength gap between the two sides is simply a difference between cloud and mud.
Thinking of this, Zimmer no longer hesitated, and the penetrating eyes that originally resided on Fielding's shoulders suddenly spread out, and Fielding, who was chattering, did not notice the abnormality on his body—
"It's over, it's over, if he wants to kill someone."
"Don't everyone in the casino have to die?"
"But thinking about it the other way around, if everyone has to die, then the casino owner will definitely not be able to escape. Huh? It doesn't seem too bad?" Fielding, who was muttering to himself, suddenly found that he had lost his sense of belonging. The control of the body, the inability to open and close the mouth.
what's going on? !
Fielding was anxious and wanted to move his body, but found that he couldn't do a simple movement.
At this moment, he seemed to be a third-person perspective in a shooting game, watching his body lose control, and under the control of a strange object, he walked out of the shadows on the edge of the casino, step by step towards Sur Man.
no, do not want!
Stop it now, stop it now!
You... don't go over there! ! ! Fielding screamed crazily in his heart, but he couldn't stop his body from moving "autonomously". He stepped over many corpses on the ground, and came to Suleman under the surprised and puzzled eyes of the audience.
"I'm sorry, I was too rude in front."
"Mr. Hank, I would like to extend my sincerest apologies to you, and hope you can forgive me for my rude behavior." 'Fielding' bent down on his own initiative and said with a very humble attitude.
And when he was speaking, there were a large number of dark lines in the same color as the pattern on his shoulders, which seemed to remind the other party that this speaker had already been controlled by someone, and there was another person behind him. a speaker.
— It was Zimmer who spoke.
The real Fielding can only watch such an outrageous scene, which just happened to him. The other party is using his most familiar voice and his most familiar body, communicating with others as 'Fielding' !
However, Fielding couldn't resist, and could only be a bystander. Involuntarily, he felt a bitter feeling in his heart - just like the plots in some small books, seeing his favorite object turned into another person face to face. The shape of a stranger.
This feeling is comparable to 'husband is currently guilty'.
Next, Fielding saw another unbelievable scene—
The "Killing God" who slaughtered the entire law enforcement team, after hearing his words, turned his head and took a look. Just this one look made Fielding so scared that he peed in his pants. Of course, he lost his body control Even if he wants to pee his pants, he can't do it.
"This is your ability?"
Instead of answering his question, Suleman took the conversation in another direction.
'Fielding' didn't take it seriously, but with a respectful expression on his face, he tried his best to bend over and said: "Yes, this is derived from my ability, and it is a deep-seated effect that I have mastered. I am very useful in information and intelligence. Mr. Hanke, you and I are both pirate forces, and you understand the importance of information better than me, especially on the premise that Silvermoon Church is cleaning up the city."
"Please allow me to serve you and provide some trivial help."
Zimmer, who really controls the body, poses in a particularly humble posture, a bit like a licking dog in his previous life.
Of course, the reason he did this is that Suleman holds the power of life and death. Zimmer is very clear that as long as 'Mr. Hank' wants to do this, no living person in the entire casino will be able to go out. A survivor Nor does it exist!
Because of this, Zimmer's posture was particularly humble. When facing Suleman's inquiry, he also told the situation without reservation, emphasizing his own value, and hoped that the other party would take this into consideration.
The derivative skill of 'Secret Peep'. Suleman nodded slightly. From the perspective of specific effects, Zimmer is indeed of great use value, especially when the Silver Moon Church is cleaning the city.
This ability to lean towards the information side is of great help to him.
Moreover, Zimmer is a smart person. Through the above clues, he guessed that the Silver Moon Church is sweeping up the city, and the target is not limited to him alone. An unprecedented shock is about to occur in Nusha Port.
Because of this, Zimmer already has the idea of hugging his thigh.
Obviously, Suleman is the golden thigh in his eyes, or a very thick one.
Don't doubt the integrity of the pirates. Sometimes, in order to survive, they can put their posture very low. They can stretch and bend without any psychological burden. It is hard work to lick it.
"You are very wise." Suleman glanced at him and said lightly.
These words fell into Zimmer's ears, and the latter was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said humbly: "This is my honor."
As for the real Fielding, he watched the two communicate with each other with a confused face. At this moment, only black question marks remained in his mind:
"What are they talking about?"
"Why I can understand every word, but when connected together, I don't understand its meaning"
"You're smart? I'm honored. I haven't said a single word. Are you giving me 'representative'?"
Fielding screamed wildly in his heart, but unfortunately, no one could hear his voice, and could only watch everything happen.
At this moment, Fielding felt an unprecedented inexplicable absurdity. Is this extraordinary power? It was too weird, and it was not a situation that ordinary people could resist, so Fielding simply lay down and gave up, watching them communicate quietly from the perspective of a bystander.
"How many coordinates do you still have?" Suleman didn't care about the secrecy of the content. He believed that with Zimmer's intelligence, he would definitely handle everything for him. This is what a 'subordinate' should do.
"A lot of coordinates, they are distributed in various urban areas of Nusha Port, Mr. Hank, do you need to use them?" Zimmer asked hastily, eager to show his value.
"Well, we need them now."
Suleman nodded slightly, however, he looked at the audience hiding in the distance, and finally turned his eyes back, took a deep look at 'Fielding', and said in an inexplicable tone: "Before we set off, these small questions should be handed over to you." I've dealt with it for you."
"OK!"
Zimmer agreed sincerely, wishing to show himself immediately. At this moment, the real Fielding watched the two exchange, feeling extremely absurd in his heart.
Of course, what the other person said
He still couldn't understand a word.
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clatter! clatter! clatter!
In the dark and damp alley, a blond girl wearing a black veil hat ran away as if desperate.
Behind her is the depths of the alley full of shadows, with faint twists and squirms, as if there is a hunter trailing in the dark, chasing the blonde girl, who can only run away in a panic in order not to be caught up.
"Damn it, why did the Silver Moon Church know my identity?!"
The blond girl has a beautiful face, soft features, and sweetness hidden in the period, but few people know that this seemingly sweet blond girl is actually a famous pirate on the Sea of Ashes, the 'Daughter of the Hurricane' who has always shown herself with a mask.
Faintly feeling the oppression behind her, the blond girl's face tightened. The next moment, with her many years of experience as a pirate and her ruthless personality, she made a decisive decision under the crisis of life and death.
— Hurrah!
The gust of wind in the alley suddenly blew up the girl's soft hat, causing a head of dazzling blond hair to flow down like a waterfall. At the same time, the blond girl clenched her fists and fought back.
boom!
The airflow condensed into a tiny hurricane, which slammed into the shadow behind him. The next moment, the condensed fist of the hurricane hit the iron wall and was smashed to pieces. At the same time, there was a mocking laugh :
"Luxini, aren't you the hostess of the Demon Wine Industry? A well-known lady in the upper class of Nusha Harbor."
"Is it my eyesight? Why do you know how to punch?"
A robed man wearing a silver moon badge slowly walked out of the shadows. However, before he could smile, the half-exposed expression on his face suddenly changed, bringing a bit of shock, and the robed man turned around abruptly.
Behind him, the shadow covering him was violently broken, and a slender figure walked slowly.
(end of this chapter)