Chapter Eighty-Three: Survival
"So, I'm still fragrant."
After understanding the situation, Xian Sanbu actually felt good.
"Indeed, the entire western half of the city is looking for you."
has been locked up for so long, and the news of Immortal Sanbu is very backward.
After learning about the situation, she had an idea.
"Then, we may be able to use other organizations to stop the Grey Cult!"
"You mean ......"
"Spread the word. The news that the western half of the city is about to end should not have reached the point where everyone knows about it. Expand the news as much as possible, make them feel a sense of crisis, and thus elevate my importance. ”
"It's not appropriate, and if we do, it's going to make it difficult for us."
"It's different, I'm still being held by the [Gray Sect] now, and the news is spreading. Then the first thing they were looking for was the trouble of the Gray Sect. Even if the Grey Cult makes a statement, no one will really believe it completely. ”
The Nine Snakes suddenly looked at the Immortal Three Steps differently.
After this set of operations, although it will not hurt the foundation of the Gray Sect, it can indeed cause trouble to the Gray Sect in a short period of time.
Essentially, they don't need to do anything to the Grey Cult.
It is enough to limit the actions of the Grey Cult to a certain extent.
"Also, your materials shouldn't be easy to collect, right? I'll start by getting a bottle of finished [Five Seconds Ash] first, and get them to provide more materials through trading and mutual aid - the power of the organization is significantly more efficient than if we were to go it alone. If what you're saying is true, we're probably running out of time. ”
"This ...... It's a bit risky. ”
"It's a necessary risk to be able to actually do it."
In this set of operations, the key point lies in the nine snakes.
Whether the Nine Snakes can convince the leader of the big organization and not reveal their whereabouts is the key.
Immortal Sanbu secretly pondered for a moment, and began to discuss with the Nine Snakes how to take concrete actions.
Although the Nine Snakes were worried, they also knew that without the ferryman, she could only rely on the immortal three steps [Five Seconds Gray] to fight to the death.
The two discussed for several hours before they finally came up with a feasible idea.
A day later.
Rumors about doomsday theory and Dr. Poison began to spread.
At the same time, a mysterious person began to buy some specific materials on a large scale.
The western half of the city, for the first time, was so united, and began to target the Gray Cult.
Three days later, some groups began covert operations while continuing to target the Grey Cult.
Seven days later.
The western half of the city.
The clouds make up.
Thunder roared.
Bang!
In a thunderclap, torrential rain poured down.
An unprecedented gray rainstorm covered the entire western half of the city.
Even with a special umbrella, you can't move in the rainstorm.
Today's gray energy shield has become the only means of going out.
All those who can't buy a gray energy shield, it is foreseeable, will be buried here with this gray rainstorm.
The dark tide is surging, and the friction between the various forces is sharp to an unprecedented level.
In the current catastrophe, fly separately!
Both the Grey Cult and other organizations have weakened their search for Dr. Poison and begun to work on the subsequent transfer of the organization.
The amount of gray circulating in the market in five seconds exceeded expectations.
Most of the leaders and high-ranking members of the organization have a chance to break out of the demarcation bridge and reach the eastern half of the city that they have never been to.
And the Gray Sect, because of the early squeezing and some means, has the greatest advantages.
However, in the entire western half of the city, there are only two people who are really ready to move.
Nine snakes and three steps of immortals.
On the eighth day, a gray tornado began to appear, and the violent wind completely ashed and imprisoned everything that affected, which can be called a fatal disaster.
In fact, as long as you really understand the situation in the western half of the city, you know very well in your heart that this is just a beginning, a prelude.
The real storm of destruction is on its way.
It's just an appetizer.
If you don't retreat first before the disaster is fully exerted, I'm afraid that you won't be able to escape even if you want to.
One after another, in the western half of the city, various organizations began the final escape plan.
However, plans have not kept up with the changes.
Storm...... Strengthened!
The intensified gray storm tore through everything around it, and the ash imprisoned everything around it.
The powerful earthquake tore the earth apart, tearing the western half of the city, which was originally only a small part, into two halves again, and gradually silenced half of it into the still gray water!
People are in their sleep, crying for their fathers and mothers, and rushing to the last hope - the demarcation bridge.
At this moment, all the people in the western half of the city are running for their lives.
Although many people know in their hearts that the moment they enter the demarcation bridge, they will die completely.
But it's better than staying here and waiting for the ground to crack and the storm tear apart.
Immortal Sanbu and Nine Snakes were awakened by the shock of the earth in their sleep.
With their abilities, they will not be killed by earthquakes and storms.
But it also forced them to act in advance and go to the demarcation bridge now.
However, when they reached the demarcation bridge, their faces sank.
I saw that the only boundary bridge connecting the east and west cities was being guarded by heavy soldiers at this moment.
Unexpectedly, it was not only the Grey Cult that formed these defenses, but also the forces of various parts of other organizations.
It seems that in the face of the catastrophe, they still chose to cooperate to some extent.
Due to the existence of this defensive line armed to the teeth, outsiders are not qualified to break into it.
Only those who organize are eligible to enter the demarcation bridge.
"Poison, what's the matter?"
“…… Stir up the people, incite anger, stir up the situation, and fish in troubled waters...... I'm going to sprinkle some poison first, to make people more likely to get angry to a certain extent, and it will take some time. ”
"Then you hurry up, if we wait for the death storm to come, our situation will be even worse, even ...... These organizations of the Grey Cult, after their own people pass, will destroy the demarcation bridge in a frenzy. ”
"Destroy?! Didn't you say that the demarcation bridge was cast from a special material that could not be resolved? ”
"It's not that I don't know how many years ago it was recorded in historical documents, who knows if the current Gray Sect has the ability to do this. I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if. ”
"Okay, I'll try to speed up the dissipation of the toxin, and when I give you a signal, you can stimulate the tense nerves of the people and become the last grass that will press the camels."
"No problem, leave it to me!"
The two went their separate ways.
The Nine Snakes mingled in the crowd, and Immortal Sanbu took a look at several bottles of potion, opened the opening, and laid them flat on the ground, without attracting anyone's attention.
Depending on the direction of the wind, it should be effective very quickly.
Taking a deep breath, Immortal Sanbu tested the poison by himself, feeling the degree of change in the toxin.