Magicparty（10）
Yi Chen held Chekhov in one hand and Cain in the other, flying quickly with these two guys who weren't very fast. Chekhov kept shouting: "Boss, it's too humiliating, I can act on my own. I can teleport, my speed is the fastest."
"Listen, if you let your guard down for even a second, you're dead. You don't understand, those Chinese monks, the three formations they set up, any one of them could destroy New York. If you make even the slightest mistake, you're done."
Grabbing onto the continuously shouting Misha who was fleeing, Dekuura turned around and asked loudly: "What are they doing?"
"Work hard."
As soon as the words fell, the offensive had already begun in mid-air. Tian Lei Zi was the weakest among all the main array members and also the first person who couldn't control the energy surging within the array. His hands emitted a dazzling silver light, as if a silver glow the size of a bowl was vibrating up and down in his hands, ready to shoot out at any moment. Meanwhile, behind him, Qiú's head was still dazedly transmitting the powerful North Dipper Seven Stars' power to Tian Lei Zi.
Tian Lei Zi only felt his hands tremble violently, and the true yuan inside his body shook fiercely. He let out a strange cry: "You bunch of savages, I'll let you see the power of surveillance... Tian Xing Wu Ji, Qi Xing Gui Yi, go!"
After a loud shout, a silver light burst out from the crown of Tian Lei's head, and a small person less than ten centimeters tall appeared. He was exactly like Tian Lei, wearing a flowing Taoist robe with scattered silver lights, holding a small silver sword in his hand, and surrounded by a thick layer of silver aura. With a swift and fierce motion, he pierced directly towards the heart of Jiao Huang. At the same time, the silver light in Tian Lei's hand also shot out, and seven large silver lights floated around the small person, as if they were weightless and without any power.
When have the Vatican's people ever seen such an attack? The soft and fluffy ones didn't even have a bit of strength, especially that little guy, who actually came all the way with his sword dancing, and those seven silver lights looked like they were just like seven little dogs running around their master.
"Pope's urgent order: 'Don't mind that anymore, be careful of their large formation... 'Judgment of God' is activated.'"
Accompanied by the increasingly loud prayers of hundreds of clergy, the holy light shot down from the sky grew stronger and stronger. Then, the white light balls floating beside these clergy slowly flew towards the disciples of Yunjia and Wuxing, shooting out over a hundred meters before suddenly accelerating to an indescribable high speed in an instant flash.
On this side, the Old Daoist of the Void Sky suddenly stopped in his tracks, and with a wave of the treasured sword in his hand, a five-colored beam of light shot out from the tip of the sword, directly stabbing at the main controller of 'God's Judgment', the Pope's heart. The True Person of the Five Elements, on the other hand, opened his eyes wide, and with a continuous motion of his hands, the five-colored lightning balls within the great array rumbled and shot out.
The leader of the Carefree Sect sighed slightly as both sides launched their attacks. With a wave of his feather fan, golden dragons, flying heavens, and colorful celestial flowers floated slowly towards the Church members amidst a series of wonderful sounds. The golden flag gates among these omens flashed softly, emitting gentle, pure light that was breathtakingly beautiful. Meanwhile, several other Carefree Sect members swung their arms, unleashing countless horizontal rays of five-colored aurora from behind them, which were incredibly gorgeous and made the entire New York City seem like a fairyland.
The speed of 'Seven Star Devotion' and 'Flying Fairy Dance' slowed down a bit, the Holy Light Ball sent by the Vatican and the Thunderball of Wuxing and Dunjia Sect hit each other head-on.
A burst of colorful light exploded in the space between the two parties, and everyone didn't hear any sound, only feeling their whole body shaking violently. A series of shockwaves swept past, followed by a distant echo. What's even more terrifying is that wherever the holy light balls were extinguished, a thick holy light pillar immediately shot down from directly above them, heavily striking the ground. And where the five-colored lightning ball exploded, there was also a subtle change in the air.
New York City, the ground was everywhere with intense explosions, holy light balls and thunderballs once collided, their powerful forces immediately affected the ground, under them, a pillar of gray stone mud burst into the sky in the rumble, leaving behind deep, tens of meters in diameter huge pits, while those New Yorkers were innocent and blown into the sky, crying out and falling to the ground, some from the center of the explosion simply had no remains.
The sky, the old Dao of the empty sky let out a loud shout: "Change."
Dun Jia, the two hundred disciples of the Five Elements and the Two Schools heard the sound and quickly turned around. The five-colored ripples with Kong Tian Lao Dao and Wu Xing Zhen Ren as the core spread out in all directions without bounds.
A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared, and a deafening roar echoed through the air. From the east sea, countless waves surged to an altitude of 10,000 meters, mixed with lightning that shot straight at the people in the temple. In the air, massive tornadoes were everywhere, mixed with clusters of raging thunderfire that charged towards the temple personnel. Giant green wooden stakes pressed against each other, emitting a loud "creaking" sound, and sparks of lightning flashed wherever they collided, crashing into the temple crowd with a deafening roar. Endless flames erupted from the ground, burning fiercely towards the people in the temple. Even more terrifying was that countless golden blades emitted waves of sword hums, surrounding the people in the temple at an unimaginable speed, flying and stabbing in all directions.
The Vatican was suddenly stunned, and the enormous pressure came from all sides. The protective holy light shield around them immediately emitted a "creaking" sound. The Pope tightly grasped the scepter in his hand, shouting loudly without regard for dignity. The scepter shone brightly, and the infinite holy light of "Divine Purification" in the sky suddenly converged into a small pillar, enveloping all the Vatican personnel inside. It was as if a jade stone column, firmly resisting this mighty divine power that filled the heavens and earth.
Just as the Vatican was catching its breath, a massive rumbling sound came from the sky. The thickest earth element of the five elements descended upon them. Countless huge meteorites mixed with the Nine Heavens Thunderfire rumbled and struck down from the sky under the control of the Old Daoist of Empty Sky and the True Person of Five Elements. With a loud "Boom Boom", they struck towards the Vatican's giant Holy Light Pillar, bringing long tails of flames.
In an instant, the entire New York sky was filled with the raging power of the Five Elements. The sky changed dramatically, and a powerful shockwave caused countless cracks to appear on the ground. Building after building collapsed, and red Five Elements True Fire burst out from the cracks, burning towards the people of the Vatican.
The first meteorite hit the Holy Light Column, exploding with a loud bang, just like a small nuclear warhead had exploded. The Holy Light Column immediately dimmed several shades. Hundreds of meteorites continuously struck it, causing the Pope's body to shake violently. The Holy Light Column, which was once incredibly brilliant, had become dull and devoid of light. No matter how powerful he was, this was after all the combined effort of over 200 disciples from the Five Elements and Two Sects, gathering the divine power of heaven and earth. As a single person, it would be extremely difficult for him to withstand the absorption of all the five elements' original energy within a radius of ten thousand miles by the 'Five Elements Annihilation Array'.
The Pope watched as his outer disciples were shaken until their seven orifices bled, and they were about to fall off, while below, the flames of ten thousand feet were burning fiercely, and the only consequence of falling was that there would be no bones left.
With a wave of his hand, the Pope invoked the incantation that had been secretly passed down to him when he took office, one that was not to be used unless absolutely necessary. A soft white glow enveloped him, and then a halo appeared behind his head. From an unknown source, an overwhelming holy power surged into the Pope's body.
The Pope's body suddenly expanded a lot, this power was too strong, so strong that it was unbearable for one person, the Pope couldn't help but wave his hand and easily shot out a circle of holy light. This circle of holy light brought thunderous roars and swept horizontally towards the direction of Kong Tian Lao Dao and others, the five elements around were blown back thousands of meters with an ear-piercing "screech".
With a lighter burden on his body, the other divine officials also desperately launched their strongest attacks. At the same time, 'Divine Judgment' began its indiscriminate and comprehensive bombardment.
Those enormous cyan wooden stakes, countless golden blades, boundless thunder and waves, and massive meteorites collided with that incredibly thick holy light. The holy light paused slightly, dimming a bit, before surging forward with even greater momentum. Meanwhile, the concentrated Five Elements' original energy was thoroughly defeated.
The two disciples of the Five Elements, who were subjected to a huge backlash, spat out a mouthful of blood. More than a dozen weaker disciples exploded and died instantly. The same was true for Kong Tian Lao Dao, Wu Xing Zhen Ren, Yang Lao, and others, who also spat out fresh blood. Seeing their disciples in danger, they desperately released all the magical artifacts on their bodies and charged towards that thick holy light.
Yang Lao was the first to be blown away, his entire skin bursting open, fortunately he wasn't a human cultivator, let out a few strange cries, and immediately regrew a new layer of skin inside his body, but had already suffered severe internal injuries, unable to continue fighting.
The flying sword of Kongtian Lao Dao slightly touched the holy light pillar, and it had already made a humming sound. After a loud shock, it was bounced back.
It seems that the old Taoist sect is also in trouble, Tianlei and Xianyao's offensive has reached the heads of the Church people, forcing them to retreat and switch to defense.
The bitter lessons they had just learned made the Vatican people no longer dare to underestimate these seemingly illusory attacks, and it was precisely because of this that many of them were able to save their lives.
Tianlei Zi's seven silver balls approached the frontmost clergyman, who hastily thrust out a holy light sword that struck one of the silver balls. Immediately after, this deacon was counterattacked by an enormous force, his arm and breastbone shattered as he crashed to the ground.
The surrounding divine officials were stunned for a moment, and for a while they did not dare to attack the seven silver balls. They stared blankly as the balls arranged themselves in the Seven Stars formation among their own ranks, while that agile little figure occupied the North Pole position.
The Pope suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from the sky, and only then did he realize that something was wrong. He punched out, but it was already too late to stop it. The small figure and the seven silver balls on its surface flashed with piercing silver light, followed by a faint, subtle sound coming from the sky. Suddenly, the Big Dipper and the North Star on the celestial curtain emitted extremely strong silver light.
Yi Chen, who was fleeing with others in the distance, saw the anomaly in the sky and was almost frightened to death. He yelled: "Hurry up, hurry up, that damned old man, he actually used it, isn't he afraid of another heavenly calamity?"
The seven stars and the North Star shone even more intensely, and then a soft silvery light shot down from all eight stars, gently enveloping an area of about a hundred miles in diameter. The warm silver light carried a hint of drowsiness, causing some of the divine officials who were already somewhat lacking in willpower to start yawning.
The Pope's face changed drastically, and he roared: "Full defense, everyone gather around me." The infinite holy power within him surged out wildly, adding to the power of the Chief Judge, five Cardinals, four Deputy Judges, nine Holy Knights, and hundreds of clergy members, a massive holy light sphere appeared in the air.
The little man slightly moved, the silver sword in his hand suddenly rose to the sky and then swung down sharply. A streak of silver light shot back into Tian Lei's forehead. Tian Lei slowly opened his eyes, covered in sweat, and fell downwards. The seven beasts' spirits, also limp, quickly supported him and escaped into the Five Elements Sect's formation with a gust of dark wind.
The silver light that filled the sky began to slowly and steadily converge, gradually gathering towards the holy light sphere. The speed of the silver light's convergence grew faster and faster, until finally, in a flash, eight beams of silver light, each only a few millimeters thick, shot onto the holy light sphere. The holy light sphere shook violently, with countless electrical lights flashing by, before suddenly collapsing. Over a hundred divine officials were struck by the powerful stellar force, instantly vaporized into nothingness.
Eight silver lights shot straight to the ground, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the earth, half of New York City's buildings were immediately destroyed in the massive fire, Manhattan was the epicenter of the explosion, the entire surface was flattened and submerged into the sea.
More than a hundred of the papal forces were killed and the rest, except for the high-ranking officials, were almost powerless to fight back.
The Pope stared blankly at the miserable scene below, his whole body burning with pain. He raised his head stupidly and looked at the monk troops opposite him, furious in his heart... You can run away, no one knows your origin, but your subordinates will definitely be implicated. How will the Vatican explain this to the United States afterwards? Especially after so many eyewitnesses have seen the 'Divine Purification', it's not like they wouldn't know that someone from the Vatican was involved.
The Pope was truly enraged, disregarding his own body's inability to withstand the powerful holy power from the void, and consecutively unleashed over a hundred 'Holy Light Cross Swords'.
His offensive had just begun when 'Flying Heaven's Dance' arrived.
The sky is filled with blooming flowers, the fragrance is overwhelming, and the music is pleasant to the ear. Those flying golden dragons seem to be smiling lazily, among them are some exceptionally beautiful fairies wearing very little clothing, flying back and forth, playing the pipa and producing a gentle, hazy sound. At the same time, feelings of joy, sorrow, bitterness, and pain, all five flavors, rush in.
The low-ranking divine official couldn't resist first, and a faint smile seeped out. The five thieves in his heart rose up together, and he could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart. One by one, they burst into silly laughter. Those golden flag gates immediately followed suit, and anyone who had a thought in their mind was swept away by a strand of soul that fluttered and drifted away.
Watching this offensive momentum completely disappear, however, his subordinates fell like raindrops, clearly dead. The Pope and the Chief Judge were shocked, and they didn't care about the consequences anymore. They led those high-ranking clergy to launch "Divine Wrath".
Have you ever seen black holy light? At this moment, the Pope and others have released it. A black holy light, like a sword, destroyed more than a dozen golden flags. The master of the Carefree Sect was shocked, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The Pope's body was shrouded in a thick layer of black light, rushing towards this side, with a sword energy extending thousands of meters, striking the cultivator army.
"Tianleizi shouted: 'This old man's, let him go first, we are no match for this monster.'"
Kong Tian Lao Dao and Wu Xing Zhen Ren exchanged a glance, nodding heavily in unison. Indeed, no one present was a match for the Pope, especially since he had already activated his secret spell, gaining endless sacred power support. Moreover, at this moment, he had unleashed the most powerful magic of the Vatican, specifically designed for slaughter.
One word: escape.
The Carefree Sect Master wasn't someone who cared about his own face, he had always been one to flee when defeated, so who could say anything about him? After calling out, the Carefree Sect Master led a few disciples and transformed into a five-colored rainbow light heading west. The Empty Sky Old Daoist and others also saw this scene and dispersed in all directions. Behind them, the Pope's sword had just chopped down over twenty Five Elements Sect disciples, seeing these enemies escape, he relentlessly transformed into an essence of energy to chase after them.
The judges were also anxious and said: "Why must you personally chase after him? Is this proper?"
Then all the divine officials who could fly long distances transformed into a stream of holy light and chased after him.
The Pope was chasing after them, and in his heart, he was getting more and more annoyed. Clearly, these people were not his match, so why did they become so powerful when they formed a strange formation? He really didn't understand that the Eastern arts originally emphasized using the power of heaven and earth to deal with enemies, let alone many experts launching a simultaneous attack! And what about the West? Even a magic array was often launched by one person, and this tradition simply didn't exist.
It can also be said that Eastern martial arts seem to like group fights, while Western ones may have a bit of that inexplicable knight spirit, even for magicians.
And didn't the Pope chase after more than a hundred fleeing enemies to the west, that is, past China's eastern sea area, and look at what New York has become.
The people of New York, who were originally reverent and gazing at the cross in the sky, praying incessantly for a miracle, never expected that the miracle would be followed by disaster. All because of a single thunderclap from the Heavenly Thunder Tribe, the Vatican and the monks took action, and the entire city of New York was completely destroyed. Only about 40 million people survived, who did they provoke?
While Yì Chén and the others were in the suburbs nearby during the "Seven Star Convergence" impact, they only felt the shock of the impact and luckily dodged the explosion's brunt.
"Is this something that human power can cause?"
Yi Chen said dully: "One person can't do it, but a group of people can... But that old scoundrel Tian Lei Zi, isn't he afraid of the Four Nine Heavenly Calamity arriving ahead of schedule? Don't even mention him, the others aren't much better off either. They'll be in for a world of trouble sooner or later. Dammit, don't the Western Church people fear heavenly calamities? It seems they don't have that saying, which is a bit unfair. This time around, the Church will have to take on most of the responsibility."
Yi Chen bluntly pinned the black pot on the head of the Vatican, unfortunately, God will not listen to him anyway.
Jester and his men set down the several subordinates of Cain they were carrying, and Feli put Sally down from her shoulders. They all stared blankly at the spectacular sight in the sky above New York, which was the most brilliant moment of "Flying Sky Dance".
Deacula shook his head desperately, feeling the strange power of 'Fei Tian Jue Wu', and he didn't have confidence in himself to hold on for much longer. Just as he was admiring it, a voice with absolutely no sense of occasion rang out beside him: "Wow, such beautiful flowers! And those beauties holding instruments... Wow, such wonderful music... Wow, what are those long creatures with four claws? Four-legged snakes?"
Dekula's throat made a few weak "coughing" sounds in response.
"Ugh, this time it's really troublesome... I have to arrange a way to sneak back to London, and from now on, I'll never set foot in America again. It's not worth getting into trouble. I'm a legitimate businessman, I don't want any part of this mess... Oh no, poor old John, the territory he just got his hands on is completely ruined now. Manhattan is finished! Hopefully, he wasn't at headquarters, or else he's done for... Dammit, the Pope actually sent people after us? And those clergy, they're crazy!"
Yi Chen's words are quite reasonable, he knows that even if the Pope is really invincible, when he encounters those Chinese cultivators, he will still have to return with his tail between his legs. The orthodox ones might be easy to deal with, and maybe they can even have a one-on-one duel with him. But those unorthodox cultivators, who knows, might just treat him as a tonic pill... And the most vicious Beimu Mountain Ghost King, might even be delighted to add another collectible to his puppet warriors.
A cold voice sounded from the side: "Sir, Mr. Yi from England, oh, dear Sir of the great British Empire, dear Mr. Yi Dust, you'd better consider your own life first... Maybe, next time you won't have spare time to worry about others?"
Yi Chen and De Kula suddenly sprang into action, forming a circle around Michelle and Sally, protecting them inside. Although he had been fully focused on the fierce battle earlier, his mind hadn't been concentrated, but someone who could approach him without being noticed was absolutely not an easy person to deal with.
Dozens of black-clad men appeared quietly from all directions, their leader stepped forward a few steps, and said in a low voice: "I am Weili. My position is quite strange, you can call us whatever you want. Of course, my task is to investigate and handle everything that doesn't make sense, and make it nothing."
Yi Chen looked up at the dense black shadows in the sky and asked inexplicably, "Sir, it seems we haven't provoked you. From your introduction, you're a guardian who maintains order in America, not a bandit who blocks roads and robs people, right? But looking at you, you seem to have ill intentions."
Wei Li smiled a few times, shook his head lightly and said: "Sorry, I want you to be the scapegoat."
Deacula's face was darker than ever, coldly saying: "Oh? Let us be the scapegoats? Just because of you?"
Wei Li nodded slightly: "That's right, it is. You also saw that New York... has been basically destroyed. The Ministry of National Defense asked us to come and investigate the death of those so-called elites, but after we arrived, an even bigger mess appeared. What can I do? I'm very satisfied with my current position, powerful power, endless money, I really don't want to give it up."
"However, if you can't report to your superiors, your position won't be guaranteed, will it?"
Wei Li nodded repeatedly: "You're too clever. You see, we were specially cultivated as geniuses from a young age and have worked hard for a long time to get to where we are now. I really don't want to give up like this. I must have a scapegoat to prove that I'm not incompetent. Do you agree?"
"Decula smiled wryly: 'Scapegoat? With such a great Pope up there in the sky, no, now he may have flown to the Midwest of America. Hmm? Why don't you go find him?'"
Villetaneuse said, "I wouldn't dare offend him. If I reported to the top that it was the Pope who caused this accident, I'd probably be destroyed immediately... Hmm, the Vatican has too many people, I wouldn't dare offend them. But you guys are just a handful of people, and I still have confidence in taking care of you and handing you over as culprits."
Yi Chen smiled slyly: "Dear Weili, do you think we're easy to bully?"
Wei Li hastily nodded: "Yes, Mr. Yi, I have investigated your background, and you are just a gang leader. And these people around you, although they are a kind of strange creature, we also have ways to deal with them."
Yi Chen suddenly asked: "Have you heard of the Dark Congress?"
Wei Li was taken aback: "Dark Congress? What is it?"
"Ah, dear little devil, you're so pitiful. You can't even offend the Church, but you dare to offend the Dark Assembly, which is just as powerful as the Church. What a clever little treasure...!" Deacula's face suddenly turned cold: "Kill them."
Those who had turned into bats, the high-ranking vampires belonging to the Philip family, immediately restored their human form and rushed forward with a vast shadow under the leadership of Sabia and Kuru. Dracula himself took a step back, grasping Michele's shoulder tightly, not allowing her to move, while the twelve Grand Dukes also charged out.
Yi Chen whispered: "They'll take care of the black-clad men, we'll take down those Sky people." At the same time, two silver sword lights and seven emerald green lights burst into the air, shooting out in an instant, piercing the hearts of over fifty Sky soldiers.
Jester burst into laughter, his body fluttering like a large bird as he swooped up into the sky, his iron-like claws mercilessly tearing through the throats of those soldiers.
Chekhov was overjoyed, hastily pulled out his own knife pieces from his pocket, closed his eyes, and in the faint blue light, hundreds of knife pieces whizzed out.
Phil and Goll also had their own large swords in hand, two fire dragons flew out of their hands, they used the flying sword for the first time to kill those poor little soldiers.
Only Feli didn't move, she released the crystal ball and carefully watched Sally who had no power to resist in such a battle, as well as Cain's subordinates.
The soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade in the sky were unlucky, the black-clad men and vampires mixed together, and their speed was so fast that they didn't dare to open fire. However, the strict discipline made them unable to retreat, so they could only manipulate their individual flying devices to escape in a sorry state. These light flying devices now looked clumsy, and it was impossible for them to escape from Yidun's attack. One by one, the soldiers fell down with a loud cry, and the individual flying device on their back exploded into a ball of flames on the ground.
Wei Li was shocked, he had been hit by the Grand Duke more than a dozen times, but he hadn't landed a single punch on his opponent. He looked at the Grand Duke's elusive figure with increasing fear, looking at the strange smile on his face.
Wei Li finally reacted, this guy was just playing with himself, purely playing with himself, this guy didn't even use his full strength. As soon as Wei Li thought of this, his butt was kicked again with a loud thud. Wei Li exclaimed: "Let's go, they're too powerful!" Having personally experienced the terrifying power of the vampire, Wei Li led the way and fled in a flash.
The big duke behind him sneered and moved slightly, already catching up with Weili's figure, one claw swiped at his back.
"Leave one to send a message, kill all the others."
At Duke's command, the Grand Duke's hand quickly withdrew and his right hand formed a knife shape, chopping down with one palm. Vili only felt a flash of light in both arms, and then the heat inside his body rushed out wildly. He hastily looked around to find that his hands had been chopped off at the shoulders. Vili let out a terrified scream, but he also knew that this was a matter of life and death, so he ignored the intense pain and frantically ran away.
That grand duke stood indifferently on the spot, and with a few fierce kicks, he trampled Vili's arms into minced meat. He sneered in a low voice: "A person without strength says big words that only an invincible person can say. Such an ignorant fool is worthy of death."
But the scream came, and Veli, who had escaped far away, was pierced through the chest by a huge fist and died on the spot. Cain's tall figure slowly walked back, saying in a low voice: "The boss said that absolutely no one would be left behind to harm himself. Our strength cannot compete with America, so we must eliminate the evidence."
Deacula stood still, making a dissatisfied humming sound. The person he had ordered to be released was actually killed by Cain. He was really unhappy in his heart, but considering Yi Chen's face, Deacula endured the stifling anger.
Yi Chen's eyes watched as the black-clad man repeatedly let out mournful cries, and it seemed that he was about to be slaughtered. On his own side, however, there were still several hundred ordinary soldiers who had survived and were starting to scatter and flee in all directions. He couldn't help but let out a cold snort. If he lost face in front of Deacula, then this proud vampire noble would definitely look down on him even more in the future, right? Moreover, the old man was still fuming beside him, so it was better to dispel his strange thoughts for now.
A burst of innate primordial energy shot out, and Yi Chen pointed with one hand, shouting in a low voice: "Halt."
Dekura's face was stiff, his eyes almost bulging out. The two silver lights in the air, along with the seven emerald lights, were suddenly infused with a burst of white primordial energy, and they began to move with the agility of a dragon. In an instant, they multiplied from ten to a hundred, filling the sky with piercing, flying silver and emerald lights. The fleeing special forces soldiers didn't even have time to scream before they were shredded into powder by the sword lights that filled the air.
"Dequla's mouth widened in surprise as he hastily asked Yichun, 'How is this possible? Your swords are increasing in number, which completely defies the basic principles of physics.'"
Yī chén lù zhāo chū le guài guài de xiào róng, tū rán piǎo fú le liǎng chǐ gāo, xiào zhe shuō: "zhè bù yě fú hé wù lǐ yuán lǐ me? qīn ài de dé kù lā dà gōng jué xiān shēng... hái yǒu, nín biàn xíng wèi biān fú de shí hòu, nín de nèi zàng zhēn de shì biān fú hái shì rén lèi ne?"
Dekeula was stunned, clutching his temples in deep thought. Yichen was also stunned, his own question had confused him, ah, what exactly did the internal organs of these vampires look like when they transformed?
The miserable cries continued beside him, and the few remaining black-clad men were taken down by Dracula's subordinates.
Yi Chen looked up at the sky and nodded, "It's been a long night, it's almost dawn. I think we'd better come up with a plan to leave the New York area as soon as possible. I reckon within two hours, a large number of police and military will arrive."
Deke looked at him strangely: "What did the military police come for?"
Yi Chen smiled: "Hmph, just silencing them. New York won't be completely wiped out, right? For various complicated interests, those who survive must be silenced. No matter what means are used, the external explanation will definitely be earthquakes, tsunamis and other excuses, and the real reason will be eliminated."
"Are all survivors going to be killed?"
Yi Chen shook his head: "Maybe it's hypnosis, or simply use drugs to make them forget what they saw in the past few days. Anyway, they won't say what they really saw... Of course, New York was destroyed, such a big thing will definitely shock the world... Oh my god... Phil, Mr. Phil."
"Quickly call back to London, no matter what, those few billion dollars in stocks we have on hand, get rid of them as soon as possible, no matter what means, clear the board completely, and then cut off all business activities... New York has been destroyed, I think the entire Western stock system may also be shaken, I don't want our money to go down the drain."
Deacula has an urge to get rid of the dust, what kind of monster is this? In this case, the first reaction is actually money.
Dekula is sulking, and Michelle has already shouted: "Ah, hurry up and sell the stocks! If you go bankrupt, the gifts I promised to give will be gone... Money, money..."
A flush of red finally rose to Dracula's normally pale face... Fortunately, vampires apparently don't have high blood pressure; otherwise, Dracula would be the first vampire to die from a cerebral hemorrhage.
Fiona hastily comforted Miki: "Don't worry, those stocks are only worth a few billion dollars, just a small amount."
The Pope, wielding a black sword light over a thousand meters long in his hand, was pursuing the monk troops in front of him, and from time to time, a holy light would slash out.
The vanguard of the monks, however, was led by the carefree sect master, the old Daoist of the empty sky, and the true person of the five elements, who cut off the rear with a series of lightning fires and radiant lights that occasionally burst towards the back. Each time, they cancelled out the holy light, exploding in mid-air into large clusters of flames. Every time, the Pope had to pause for a moment, dodging the shockwave produced by the explosion of his own holy light, after all, it wasn't pleasant to be blasted on one's own body either. As a result, every time they had just closed in, the distance suddenly became far again.
Hundreds of rays of light shot forward, while a black sword aura chased after them frantically. Wherever the black sword aura reached, the clouds were split open by an overwhelming force, revealing a clear path in the sky where the Pope had passed through. The sword aura stagnated in mid-air, preventing the clouds from recombining for a long time. On the ships at sea, sailors could see the stars in the sky through this passageway.
Behind them were more than fifty white rays of light, like shooting stars chasing after that black ray of light.
Tian Lei Zi was already exhausted, unable to move anymore. He was riding on the Eagle Spirit who had transformed back into its original form, grasping onto its feathers and panting heavily. Seeing the black Qi Meng rushing towards him with such ferocity, he couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed. His hand rummaged through his treasure pouch for a moment before pulling out several small, silver, thorn-like particles. He secretly tossed them out.
Kong Tian Lao Dao couldn't help but feel a tremble in his heart as he noticed the movement of Tian Lei Zi, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, how did you manage to unleash your 'Crossing Tribulation Divine Thunder' that you had cultivated to defend against the 49 Heavenly Tribulations?"
Tian Lei Zi muttered to himself, "This old thing, if I don't get rid of it, today will be the day I return to my original position. Never mind, never mind, when the time comes, I'll ask Shifu to help me refine a few more and that's all." Tian Lei Zi knew he was also talking nonsense, even if Tian Xin Zi helped him refine it with his strength, but without his own Yuanshen attached to it, the effect would be discounted when used in the future.
Kong Tian Lao Dao let out a sigh, and had already begun to ponder how to find something to replace the Heavenly Thunderbolt for Tian Lei Zi. After all, the 49th Heaven Tribulation was not something to be taken lightly... As he thought about it, another bolt of lightning shot out from him.
The Pope was getting anxious, every time he approached the opponent, he was always knocked back by a few people's combined thunder. The Pope was so annoyed, after all, he was from the Red Robe Archbishop, his physical strength was not as good as those subordinates in the Religious Tribunal, if he got injured, he couldn't hold on, no matter what, he had to be careful.
Five small, silver pellet-like objects floated over, the Pope furrowed his brow, what are these things? With an impatient palm chop, a strong holy light struck the target.
On the other side, Tian Lei Zi was using his yuan Shen, and he let out a few loud roars: "Explode, explode, explode, explode, explode."
Five 'Transcendental Thunderbolts' exploded in unison, five massive silver light clusters spanning the sky, a huge impact force causing the sea surface thousands of meters below to sink into a massive whirlpool, followed by a water column over 100 meters thick shooting up into the sky.
The Pope's music was great, how did he know that this was the heavenly thunder child who had used more than 200 years of effort, every day using the true fire in his body to refine the treasure? The power of the nine heavenly thunders accumulated inside burst out instantly, and it was so powerful that it blasted him until he was dizzy and disoriented, his magnificent robe torn apart, his body floating and drifting backwards, flying back over a hundred miles, with a thread of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
However, the power of the Vatican's secret spell was too great, and the Pope suffered a severe blow. He only shook slightly inside his body, without any substantial harm. Under the majestic flow of holy power, the slight discomfort caused by the shaking quickly disappeared. The judges also caught up at this time, seeing the Pope being attacked, their anger grew even more intense, and they followed closely behind the Pope in a frenzy.
The speed of the escape was swift, in the blink of an eye, it traversed thousands of miles. When the sun had just risen above the sea level in the east, the two parties had already reached the skies above Japan and soon after arrived extremely quickly at the East China Sea region.
Tianlei Zi was already out of breath, shouting loudly: "Is he going to chase us all the way to our mountain gate? This is too much!"
Kong Tian Lao Da and his companions were also exhausted, having continuously clashed with the Pope's holy light and their own true essence was dwindling. How could they compare to the Pope, who had an endless supply of powerful holy energy replenishing him? At this moment, their escape lights had dimmed significantly, and it seemed they would soon run out of breath and plummet into the sea.
The Xuanxiao Sect Master gritted his teeth and let out a loud roar: "Fellow Taoists, you all retreat first. I'll fight him to the end and see what kind of earth-shattering, heaven-moving ultimate skill he has." Before Kongtian Lao Dao and the others could react, the Xuanxiao Sect Master had already burst forth with fine, five-colored lights that seemed like silk threads, accompanied by a trail of sparkling, shimmering light. With a swift movement, he flew towards the Pope in the distance.
Kong Tian Lao Dao had just let out a loud cry and was fleeing at high speed, already separating them by more than ten miles. It seemed that rescue would not arrive in time.
The Carefree Sect Master waved his hand, and the dragon-shaped jade ring on his hand flew out. The Carefree Sect Master spat a mouthful of vital energy onto it, and the two small red gemstones inlaid at the dragon's eyes suddenly shot out a brilliant light. The entire jade ring came to life, transforming into a hundred-meter-long giant dragon in an instant. It let out a deafening roar, and with a flash of fierce light in its eyes, the giant dragon opened its mouth wide and spat out a small golden ball surrounded by a five-colored aura.
The Pope was shocked, what is this thing? He exerted all his strength and stabbed out with one sword. The sound of tearing silk was loud, and the golden light flashed in the sky. The golden sphere, which was the dragon's original dan for forming a jade ring, was crushed, and even its own body was shattered by the power of the sword. In the midst of the shocking long hiss, the dragon's soul flew away, and the master of the Xianyao Sect, who was connected to its soul, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down like a stone.
When the yuan dan burst, a brilliant golden light exploded out, containing immense energy. The deafening sound struck all the divine officials, and more than ten holy temple attendants were like being hit by heavy artillery, spitting out blood, their chest bones shattered, and they fell to the ground, seemingly dead.
The chief judge was furious and shouted as he chased after the falling leader of the Carefree Sect, punching down with his fist.
The Empty Sky Old Daoist, the Five Elements True Person, and several disciples of the Carefree Sect who had rushed over with all their might stared with wide eyes, let out a loud roar, and swung their hands in unison. That tiny bit of innate true yuan seemed to be worthless as it transformed into countless thunderbolts that crackled and boomed as they shot outwards. The power was so great that the wind and clouds around them changed color, and below, a storm like a category 12 typhoon began to brew.
The judge was shocked, were they desperate? Seeing that he couldn't resist the combined attack of several people, he made a big flip and was about to fly away. And above, the Pope was also dissatisfied, someone desperately protecting their friend, this spirit is clearly the highest morality, why must you, Judge, kill a seriously injured person who is already hopeless?
In the blink of an eye, before anyone could react, a vast expanse of silver mist burst forth from the southwest, and a figure with flashing silver light grasped the chief judge's neck and flung him aside. In the next instant, he caught the plummeting leader of the Carefree Sect, pried open his jaws with a finger, and shot a silver pellet the size of a dragon eye into his mouth.
The chief judge only felt a iron hoop tightly grasping his neck, and then a powerful force crushed the resistance of the holy power inside his body. He was thrown up like a sandbag without any mercy. The speed was so fast that the chief judge flew straight up into the sky with a breaking sound, over 20,000 meters high, and it seemed he would be thrown to who-knows-where.
The Pope's heart was greatly shocked, who was the person coming? But for now, there was no time to consider this issue. If he didn't take action immediately, the judge might be smashed out of the atmosphere, which wasn't a joke. He suddenly stopped in his tracks and shot towards the judge, grabbing his body in an instant. The strongest holy power surged through him, colliding thousands of times with the energy left in the judge's body by that person, causing the judge to spit out over a dozen mouthfuls of blood before stabilizing his body. Then, he took the judge and flew downwards.
Riding the Eagle Spirit, bringing a batch of Wu Xing, Dun Jia Zong disciples flying and shooting back the Tian Lei Zi, one after another supporting their chest and bowing their heads: "Infinite Buddha, Shixiong has arrived, this is good... Damn it, chasing me for tens of thousands of miles, this time see how you, this turtle egg, will die."
Behind, intense beams of silver light flashed, and all the elders and masters of the Tian Xing Sect, except for Tian Xianzi, arrived. Then, a vast expanse of clear light appeared, and Fa Tian Lao Dao, with a burst of energy, led a large group of disciples to rush over. Next, the sound of chanting filled the air, and more than a dozen fat-headed monks, smiling and holding purple-golden Zen sticks, quietly protected Tian Lei Zi and others in front of them, smiling at the Pope and his entourage.
Right away, waves from the east and west, various lights flashing, a full 5 or 6 thousand people rushed to the scene from all directions, malicious gazes fixed on the Pope and the group of clergy behind him.
Tian Xinzi slowly rose up, facing the Pope, and said in a low voice: "This donor, I have the courtesy, I don't know where these Taoist friends offended you, provoking you to stir up thunder and pursue them for thousands of miles to this place?"
Tian Xinzi said that he had said it, but he forgot one thing - the Pope doesn't understand Chinese. The two stared at each other for a long time, and suddenly the Pope's hand moved, striking Tian Xinzi with a powerful "Holy Cross Sword" that shot towards his chest.
This was a good move, the Chief Judge's instinctive action enraged all the monks invited by Tianxinzi Fei Jian. They roared in anger: "Western barbarians, dare to come to our Central Plains and make a move..." It is unknown who took the lead, tens of thousands of colorful lights mixed with infinite forces flew out from the monks' ranks, rushing towards a group of people from the Vatican.
The Pope's fire, are you a judge with a bad brain? There are thousands of people here, and judging from their momentum when they came, it's clear that they're not easy to mess with. You actually went to provoke their leader? We only have 30 or 40 people now, even if we want to take action, shouldn't we wait until we gather all the manpower in the Vatican before making a big move?
But it's already too late to say anything more, and the subordinates behind him are clearly unable to withstand this wave of attacks. The Pope smiled wryly, with holy power surging rapidly within his body. A blinding white light swept around, protecting all his subordinates. As a result, the tens of thousands of sword lights directly hit the halo emitted by the Pope.
Tian Xinzi had just shattered the Judge's holy light with a snap of his fingers. Seeing that his fellow Taoists were already taking action, he couldn't just stand by and watch, could he? However, several thousand people had already made their move, and if he joined in as well, it seemed...it seemed somewhat unreasonable from an emotional standpoint, didn't it? Forget it, let's give these barbarians a show of our might. With that, Tian Xinzi waved his hand, and a silver light shot up into the sky.
The Pope's halo and the sword light collided, his halo shattered on the spot. Despite being supported by infinite holy power, a mouthful of blood still spurted out, the throat felt uncomfortable, sweet and with a hint of rust. The heart was churning, the whole body felt like it had been splashed with boiling water, golden stars twinkling in front of his eyes, and his ears were ringing with a buzzing sound.
The Pope knew that this kind of thing couldn't happen again, or else he would be finished today. Several thousand people against one person, unless he was Jesus Christ himself, there was no way to win, especially with many hot-tempered monks besides the sword light, even more powerful magic treasures flew out, and the colorful lights changed the color of the entire sky, could he win?
The Pope, spitting blood and hugging the chief judge, flew back and shouted vaguely: "Retreat, retreat... They have too many people." The Pope would not admit that he was not an opponent, anyway, the other side had too many people, and he could not resist, otherwise, they would casually send someone out, and he would definitely win.
The Vatican's people had just come out when they saw that all the stars in the sky were emitting a dazzling silver light. Galanti cried out: "God, are they going to use that move here?" The 'Seven Star Devotion' was only the seven stars of the Big Dipper, yet it had already destroyed half of New York, and now the countless stars in the sky were all emitting a piercing silver light, the omen was exactly the same as the 'Seven Star Devotion'.
Against their expectations, the stars in the sky sprinkled down not that deadly silver light, but a warm, peaceful and vibrant glow full of life. Even the injuries on his body had healed a lot. Looking at the range covered by the silver light, it was almost the entire East China Sea. On the sea surface, those fish, shrimp, squid and other marine animals were cheering and jumping because of this purest star power. The entire sea surface was smooth as a mirror, reflecting the stars in the sky, and for a while, it was hard to tell which was the sky and which was the sea.
Layers of auspicious clouds and clear light are circulating tirelessly in the sea and sky, those marine organisms become more lively, jumping out of the calm water surface one after another, making loud sounds.
Later, a stout old monk chuckled and scattered a handful of golden seeds. As a result, the entire surface of the East Sea first showed countless golden light spots, followed by the growth of white jade-like stalks. Then, with the flashing of golden light, golden lotus flowers and emerald leaves floated on the sea surface, filling the air with the fragrance of sandalwood.
The Pope was so annoyed, he knew the other party was demonstrating, warning himself not to come again, but even if the other party demonstrated, he couldn't say anything now, with more than 10,000 ways behind him, and countless magical treasures added, nearly 20,000 colored auroras chasing after him urgently, why wasn't he escaping, what did he want to do at this moment?
Tian Xinzi smiled as he watched the Pope and his men flee, then turned around and glared fiercely at Tian Leizi, who was so startled that he almost fell off the back of the Eagle Spirit.
The carefree sect master had recovered a bit of his vitality, and with a bitter smile said: "Thanks to the help of fellow daoist, otherwise I would have returned to the underworld today, no need to wait for the 49th day calamity to arrive."
Tian Xinzi was just about to say a few polite words when an unexpected event occurred.
The Vatican's people fled in the direction of the sea, where a wave suddenly rose from the calm surface, and a golden figure with a trail of cold light struck down, shouting "Old Ghost Senior."
In the midst of eerie laughter, the Ghost King of Beimang Mountain let out a loud roar: "Watch as I 'single-handedly defeat a thousand armies'! Damn it, leave one behind!"
A holy knight let out a loud roar, and a sharp blade slashed down fiercely. In his mind, the powerful sacred power he had just prayed for was still there, plus the most ferocious move of descending slash from above, did this guy who took advantage of the fire have any reason to not die?
But how did he know that the Ghost King of Beimang Mountain was actually the number one orthodox evil cultivator in the Central Plains? The cold light and the holy knight's thrusting sword light touched, the knight's holy sword was crushed like glass, then his entire arm was crushed, his chest armor was crushed, and soon after, his own body was also crushed in the howling sword wind.
The Pope is beside himself, the enemy can defeat his sacred knights, this is possible. But with one sword, he can shatter not only the knight but also his omnipotent holy relic, what kind of monster is this?
The demon king didn't chase after them, instead he floated in the air with a big show, loudly and strangely shouting: "You western barbarians, damn it, from now on you're not allowed to enter our eastern lands, otherwise I'll chop one of you up whenever I see one. Hehe... be careful on your way forward."
The Pope and others did not hear the words of the Demon King, even if they had heard them, they would not have understood.
Just as they had escaped over a hundred miles, the countless rays of light behind them suddenly turned back. Just when the Pope and others were about to breathe a sigh of relief, countless dark green fireflies flashed in from all directions. The Pope instinctively activated his protective holy light, covering a large number of subordinates, but the outermost Galanti was not so lucky. He was a bit farther away and was stuck by a firefly on his right arm. Suddenly, a faint thunderous sound, his entire right arm was blown to smithereens, and no residue could be found.
Kalanti let out a loud cry, and with her head, she charged into the Pope's shield. Then, those fireflies fluttered up, and amidst the faint rumbling of thunder, the Pope's entire body trembled, and another mouthful of blood spurted out...
Several eerie figures floated nearby, shouting in strange voices: "We are the ghost-faced executioners under the protection of the ancient tomb of Xuan Yuan, you bunch of bastards get out, this is our territory, if it weren't for your thick skin, we would have sucked you dry."
All the way, the orthodox Taoist priests of China did not pursue them, but these evil Taoist priests who came with the wind would not let go of the Pope and his party. All the way, they were surrounded and intercepted, forcing the Pope to be seriously injured, and losing more than a dozen high-ranking officials and fathers, before fleeing back to the United States in disarray.
Fortunately, these evil cultivators still had a principle, that is, they absolutely could not overstep the boundary. So, they swaggered and wreaked havoc on some giant cargo ships in the western waters of the United States, and then returned triumphantly.
The Pope's face turned red with rage, and he clenched his fists tightly, staring fixedly at the back of the departing figure. In a low, menacing tone, he growled: "Return to the Vatican, return to the Vatican, this account will be settled slowly." However, in his heart, the Pope was also aware that it would be unwise to provoke another formidable enemy when they had yet to deal with the mysterious dark organization.
Overnight, both China and the US have gotten into big trouble.
The US is having a headache dealing with the New York situation, and the aftermath work is quite urgent. Especially when a group of top-secret personnel suddenly went missing, it's really worrisome if no results are found.
On the Chinese side, it's unbearable that such a large area of the East China Sea has been stirred up by Tianxinzi and others. There are at least tens of millions of eyewitnesses. How can we explain this unbelievable phenomenon? Aurora? Ghosts? That's not the North Pole... Mirage? Fooling kindergarten kids?
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However, all troubles are now irrelevant to Yi Chen. He has found a connection and boarded a smuggling cargo ship. In the fairly comfortable cabin, he is already looking forward to returning to his cozy life in London.
Others lived on the ship according to their own habits, as for Cain, he was looking at Jester and Chekhov who were smoking marijuana in confusion, wondering why they could get high while the boss had to work hard.
