The jagged sharp fracture of the cross was half a meter deep into the giant eye, and black blood splattered as high as it was.

The huge eyes that called themselves "Great Yog" let out a heart-rending roar, and I saw that the ground was cracked, and the large and small eyes opened from the ground, followed by the ceiling, the walls, the chandeliers, the sculptures, and everything in the church, all gave birth to the eyes of the great Yog, and the bloodshot eyes were full of cruelty and cunning.

"The Great Yog is watching you!"

He roared.

Li Yan felt a sharp pain in his temples. Such a mental impact is enough to make ordinary people bleed to death in seven holes.

But Li Yan had the "vanguard of resistance" with him, and he quickly came back to his senses, and he jumped high without hesitation. Behind him, a half-zhang water balloon braving the cold air of the forest appeared, his fist was clenched, the water balloon turned violently, and a large area of sharp ice guns was sent in all directions with the momentum of the storm.

The red-robed fairy girls screamed and ran to dodge, but the eyes of the "Great Yog" were all spared, and they were hit by the ice spears one after another, like a poked water ball, making a sparse sound.

A red-robed fairy girl's back suddenly gave birth to a huge one-eye, and then was pierced by an ice spear and died on the spot.

Sister Zhen, who had tricked Li Yanyu here, hid under the chair and shivered, chanting a spell in her mouth, and suddenly, a red-robed fairy girl in front of her groaned in pain, and a frightened eye grew out of her cheek, followed by a second, a third. The ice spear followed like a shadow, directly piercing the fairy girl's head.

Sister Zhen witnessed everything, her eyes rolled and the hem of her red robe was wet with water stains.

Li Yan frowned, he wanted to live, but if it continued like this, it would affect these mortals, and there would be no tongue to ask. Clinker was distracted, and there was a sudden stinging pain on the back of his hand, and Li Yan gasped and looked at the back of his hand, where a terrifying one-eyed one eye actually grew.

"The Great Yogs ......"

Blood dip!

The dragon spits fog!

Great Yoga let out a long howl, his one-eyed was violently washed by the dragon's spitting mist, and the one-eye on the back of Li Yan's hand disappeared into invisibility, leaving only a scar in the shape of a date pit.

All the eyeballs were shattered by Li Yan, and there was a sudden silence in the church. The dozen or so strange fish that were originally entangled on the cross disappeared.

Li Yan made a skate blade with water vapor, and with a flicker of his eyes, he dodged to the edge of the fireplace, and chopped a strange fish that tried to escape with a few knives.

The long hiss resumed, and these hidden strange fish fled in all directions, and before they could escape too far, they were wrapped in a cloud of dragon spitting mist, and they struggled for a long time and could not get rid of it.

Li Yan twisted his neck, and the "Dragon Spitting Mist" wrenched violently, and the bodies of those strange snakes fell apart under the wash of these strange white mist.

When they were about to die, these strange fish with eyes all over their bodies let out a long roar: "Outer God! Do you think you'll succeed?! This world has been held in the palm of the hand by the black-robed emperor, who uses steel and machines to erode people's hearts. The Old Gods and the Dominators have fallen under his gaze, and you, too, will be defeated! “

Soon, under the wear and tear of the dragon's spitting mist, these strange snakes turned into dry minced meat, and they could no longer speak.

Li Yan vaguely felt that this self-proclaimed "Great Yog" creature had not been completely killed by himself, or that its true body had never descended on this world, and that he had only snuffed out a little of the flame of life that it had left in this world.

Li Yan stepped on the flesh and stains, and came to Sister Zhen and the many red-robed fairy girls who were curled up in a ball.

Sister Zhen's eyes were closed, her hands were covered in front of her chest, and there were words in her mouth.

"The Emperor came dressed in a black robe, with fire in one hand and metal in the other. He will subvert all the unspeakable gods from ancient times to the present day, and redefine the recipe of all things. The Old Gods and the Tyrants died one after another. Warlocks in the five states will not be able to sustain themselves. When black smoke envelops everything, the world will be reduced to the emperor's meal. Only the believers of the great Yogh are protected from death, and they hold red lanterns......"

A cold ice blade was nailed to Sister Zhen's ear.

"Your Yog has forsaken you, and now you are the only one who can save you, come, use your brains, and give me a reason not to kill you."

Sister Zhen opened her eyes and fell to her knees with a thud, her palms spread out. He said in a trembling voice: "I am willing to devote my life and loyalty to serve my lordship." ”

“……”

The other red-robed fairy girls were all knowledgeable, and they all gathered around and knelt at Li Yan's feet.

Li Yan shook his head: "This set of rhetoric is useless to me, and I don't need the god to trick the living into making sacrifices to me, do you have anything else to say?" ”

Sister Zhen's body was still trembling slightly, and the breath of death made her almost paralyzed, but at this critical juncture, she showed amazing resilience.

"Your Lord, your church is full of believers, including fierce gang leaders, prostitute house owners, smugglers, and the police station divisional sergeant, they are all waiting for your rescue, I, your sincere believer Zhen Lian, also need your salvation."

Li Yan couldn't stop laughing: "You are a very smart woman, you don't need others to save you." ”

Li Yan pulled out his legs and sat down on the bench on the side, examining the flesh and blood, dried corpses, and broken crosses all around.

"Tell me about the city, San Francisco."

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"We must send a stern warning to the railway companies, to the shameless businessmen who must fire all the Chinese workers within three months! Otherwise, our bullets will replace the ballots! Make the right choice for San Francisco! ”

On a flower-lined platform, a middle-aged man with flaxen hair, freckle removal and a distinctly Irish accent spoke in a passionate voice, surrounded by a large crowd under the slogan.

"Go back to the Yankees!"

The man raised his arms and shouted.

The response of the mountains and tsunami surrounded him.

Not far away, Li Yan was wrapped in a thick cloak, hugging his shoulders and watching coldly.

"He was a representative of the Workers' Party and his name was Kony. San Francisco is a rising star in politics, and as for what he says, you hear it all. ”

Zhen Lian, who was also wearing a cloak, held a cup of hot cocoa and handed it to Li Yan.

Li Yan didn't answer, just smiled and said, "Survival is always difficult. Let's get down to business. ”

"Yes, sir."

Zhen Lian said softly, she pointed to the majestic railway that ran through the entire harbor in front of her and said, "Sixteen years have passed since 1865, when the design of the ocean train was first exhibited at the World's Fair. The world's top cities have built train tracks that extend in all directions. The Maritime Railway in San Francisco has been in operation for five years. Trains can depart from San Francisco and transit via Manila to bring spices, gold, raw silk, coal, and iron ore to Lisbon or Nagasaki, Japan. Opium, cotton, medicines, and other mechanical parts could also be supplied to San Francisco from all over the world, and there is no doubt that the railway was San Francisco's main artery connecting the whole world. ”

"However, almost more than 80% of the maintenance and construction of this railway was done by the Chinese. Because of the low price and submissive character, the railway company is more willing to hire Chinese, and at the same time, some extremely dangerous positions, except for Chinese, it is difficult to find someone willing to undertake. ”

Zhen Lian's five fingers opened: "My father died in the construction of this railway." ”

Li Yan glanced at her and didn't say anything.

Ironically, the vast majority of Chinese were not allowed to enter San Francisco, and they were confined to the docks and docks. Look out at the castle and fireworks on a cold night. ”

Zhen Lian turned sideways to Li Yan and said respectfully: "The stock exchange you are looking for must go up the hill along the railroad tracks into San Francisco, "Giant's Lake" is the repertoire of the Black Rose Opera House every Thursday, as for the terrifying mermaid, I am still inquiring." ”