"So, it's been three minutes, why haven't they come yet?" said Saint-Decarlo's face, full of exasperation.

"Uh...... That road was really hard to drive, maybe they would fall into the mud with people and cars. The driver explained uneasily.

"Then you can go back and get people. Saint-Decaro opened the door and got out of the car, "I'll go first." Tell me when you catch it, and I'll give you a reward. ”

He vowed never to take a taxi again.

If his car hadn't been driven back day and night, he wouldn't have suffered such a sin. This unreliable driver will be caught off guard by the horn for a long time, will suddenly accelerate to put him close to the seat, and will not die on a rampage for fear that he will slow down and let people see the license plate number...... He would rather walk back on foot than stay in his car for even a second longer.

He strolled to the end of the road and finally found a round boulder to sit down. Let's think about it later, he needs to adjust his emotions even more now. He understood what Yan Wen was feeling. That guy nagged every day to surpass Shen Yijing, who was the number one in the world, desperately analyzed everyone's psychology, and made his image kind and respectable, even such a person couldn't stand it, how could he stand it as a warrior?

"However, even the person who can't stand it will still think about him......" Saint Decaro sighed, looking at the leisurely clouds in the sky and muttering, "It's you, brother." But I didn't complete the task, I was so angry that I scolded him all the way, and I didn't give a tip. ”

If he was cautious, he should have calculated the timing just right, and sent a 'It's okay' message at this time to comfort him, right? But no, he is just an ordinary person after all, not a roundworm living in everyone's heart. After thinking twice, he decided to ask for help.

"Brother, I'm in trouble, save me. He began to send long voices, expecting Yanwen to send someone to pick him up. As soon as I clicked send, Yanwen sent a message.

"It's okay, I know you didn't bring any money. I didn't give a tip, and I couldn't sit in the car, which was really miserable. The car has passed, wait for you. ”

Saint-Decarlo's mood recovered a little. Press the voice button to speak.

"Yes, it's me. I'll save you some effort. ”

Isn't it? Worthy of being my Terrible Emperor's proudest friend. Saint-Decaro lay down on a round boulder, basking in the sun and taking a deep breath.

I don't know what kind of bird it is, stretching its wings and chasing the sun, but it is afraid of being burned by the sun and lowers its altitude, almost touching the ground.

The distance crossed in the air was exactly from the Empire to the Red Lotus Pavilion. From a bird's-eye view from the air, the behemoth appears to be returning to its nest, followed by tiny clouds of dust.

The three Xuanwu only had a broken skeleton left on its right hind foot, and it was still trying to crawl on only three legs, and it seemed to be a defeated product that could not attack, and its only advantage was its huge size. The pieces of flesh chopped down by the Night King were large enough to fill a bedroom, but no one would want to collect them, it was just a useless pile of rotten flesh.

The Night King casually left Apophis, and to be honest, he was disappointed. What he longed for was the fight of swords and swords, and the three Xuanwu could compete with him with their fangs and claws, but it was just a huge body of flesh that could move.

Apophis fell into the void of the ground shattering, the battle of strength was lost by the Night King, his physical strength could never be more abundant than a dead corpse, and that size made him unable to do anything. He needed a change of sword.

A new void cracked in the air, and from within appeared a giant sword, Heavenly Frost and Cold Air.

The Void is his arsenal, most of the time.

He stopped, and the Ice Crystal Greatsword fell from the void to the ground. The sword body that was nearly two meters away from an extreme cold, condensing the air into a mist, and the ground near it quickly formed a layer of frost. The design of this greatsword is not for people to hold, but to be controlled with a set of rules, and the dictionary-thick instruction manual is full of all the information about the frost and cold, including the principles used to control it.

The Night King intends to change his mode of warfare, switching from 'instinct' to 'reason'. Reason is not instinctive, and there is no need to improve one's abilities through the imagination of weapons. The greatsword itself carries a cold wave that engulfs everything. However, it is summer, and the sun is still providing high temperatures, so the effect should not be very good.

"Go ahead. The Night King pointed forward, and the frost and cold qi seemed to be called, and he rose from the ground and stabbed straight at the three Xuanwu. The body of the sword freezes and pierces the skin of the behemoth it touches, and finally nails it to the ground.

Even if the Heavenly Frost Cold Qi was a giant sword, it was still nothing in front of the huge volume of the three Xuanwu, but the cold qi emitted from the sword directly condensed its right forefoot with the ground. It can't move any further.

"What can make a corpse move...... it's the brain that can control the movement of the body, that is, what kind of parasites are there?" the Night King stepped closer. What he cut down was just ordinary minced bones, so it was impossible for the tendons and bones in his body to be controlled. He ruled out several situations with reason, and finally identified the activity control center in the brain.

"Well, the final blow. "The figure of the Night King disappeared at some point, and when it reappeared, it was above the three Xuanwu, dozens of meters in the air.

He used the Void to move, a characteristic of the Void. Not of all known elements, as if they existed in an extradimensional dimension, he deposited all his weapons in them, and could appear wherever he needed them. And the displacement method just now is a new skill that he has developed and created on his own in the characteristics of the void.

He turned himself into a 'weapon', appearing from wherever he was needed.

The Night King appears in the sky above the three Xuanwu. The human-tortoise sword is in a straight line. Reaching out and hooking back, the Heavenly Frost and Cold Qi immediately executed the order and returned to his hand, and in the process, the sword would penetrate one of them.

But, something unexpected happened. Just as the greatsword was about to pass through the ugly head in the middle, it seemed to sense the approaching danger, and suddenly twisted its neck, and the frost and cold air only scratched it.

It escaped with the help of this dodge move, and then slammed its head into the Night King in the air, and at this moment the Night King was still in the air, without any borrowing points, and could not make a posture defense or dodge.

"Finally attacked?" A hint of surprise flashed in the Night King's eyes, "It's too late, you should have resisted sooner." The frost and cold air reached the Night King's side faster than that head, and the Night King held the hilt of his sword with both hands, and slammed into the heads of the three Xuanwu in a downward posture, and immediately, the whole head froze.

It really doesn't have an IQ. When the middle head launched a raid, the other two heads were not idle. They all raised their heads and stabbed at the Night King, but they slammed into the icicle in the middle, and the icicle shattered, and the flesh of the two bloodless skulls opened.

The Night King, who was standing on it, drew his sword and leapt onto its island-like body. The junction of the three necks and the body... It didn't matter if it should be called the shoulder or the back of the head, the Night King didn't dwell on it, and slashed his hand, plunging the greatsword into the gap, and a large amount of cold air seeped in from within. The remaining two heads of the three Xuanwu quickly drooped, and the body the size of the track and field field fell to the ground with a bang, unable to move anymore.

The Night King's hands were red from the cold, as if he had been soaking in snowdrifts for an afternoon. But he couldn't help but cry out in pain, for fear of ruining the atmosphere.

"It's over. As a result, I still fought in a way I didn't like. The Night King put away the frost and coldness, and walked along his neck to his head, "Brain, to put it bluntly, it's a parasite. Hiding in the skull, manipulating a huge flesh machine. I'd like to see what's hidden inside. ”

Next, he seriously dissected his brain, the scene was disgusting and indescribable, and even the people in the Red Lotus Pavilion who were watching the battle with binoculars vomited and returned to the two-meter-high wall. It seems that it is not for nothing that day and night call him a monster. Anyway, it was safe, and people scattered in a noisy to go about their business. There are also a few curious people who want to go and see the brain structure of the giant beast, including Qiao He.

"If you want to see it, you can go. Dong Guo waved his hand, "Anyway, I feel a little disgusting, so I'll go back and type the code first." He returned the binoculars in his hand to Qiao He, turned around and left.

Qiao He looked at the telescope in his hand and wondered in his heart: Who did this borrow from?

The huge corpse fell to the ground, and no one came to collect it. The pieces that had been scattered along the way had become shriveled under the scorching sun and had shrunk in size. The Night King frowned, and pulled out a black strand from inside his head, soft and long, like a slime, that connected to the base of his neck. Although this black substance is soft, it cannot change its form through external forces. It is so tightly attached to the brain that it cannot be removed cleanly.

Qiao He commented that it was "like a black paw that pinched the brain." Every finger is deeply embedded in the flesh. He slid off his ugly head and dusted his ass, "If you want to study this thing carefully, you just need to move the whole head back, the body part seems to be just an ordinary corpse, you can see that the ones in the distance have been deflated, this volume is mixed with a lot of water, and it is not real." But this parasitic black substance - I advise you not to touch it directly with your hands, its parasitic ability is the strongest in my known range, at least dozens of times more dangerous than those bacteria, viruses and parasites. ”

When the Night King heard this, he immediately let go of his hands, and was surprised to see the black claws of the tree squirming and crawling back into his head. "If that's the case, then you should also go farther, it seems to be alive, and it feels dangerous to carry it. The Night King felt disgusting as he watched the black soft matter reach out and re-grasp the shriveled brain gap, "Besides, if it repeats its old tricks, it won't be easy to entangle us." ”

"Damn, don't say such horrible things. Qiao He frowned and walked a few steps away, "Originally, I wanted to move it back and raise it while it was still alive, but if you say this, I'd rather kill it first." ”

"You still want to study alive? The Night King sat on the ground, not knowing what to do with the corpse. "Otherwise, I'll ask about day and night. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and slid his finger up and down the contact list.

As Day and Night said, the Empire's missions of capturing and raiding homes ended in failure, but Ifuel, who yawned and handled documents in the highest institutions of the Empire, didn't care about any of this. Because things are still out of his control. He beckoned, and immediately a standby officer in a suit and leather shoes stepped forward.

"Okay, pass the order, the Red Lotus Pavilion will take the lead in spying and sneak attacks on us, and we have to fight back. Let the media smear them and incite people's hostility towards the Red Lotus Pavilion, so that we can use a little force to eliminate them and no one will gossip. He opened another document, and he handled all the big and small things in it according to his mood, and anyway, after the document was conveyed, it would gradually become what people wanted. He made two strokes on it, consciously or unconsciously, and then said, "This is an example of the chicken, and no one can shake our rule." ”

"Really?" But in the midst of such a supreme center, other voices suddenly appeared that did not belong here.