Seeing Ren Yuan disappear into the night sky after taking off, the beach finally returned to calm again.

Xiao Xin, who had stayed behind to guard the spoils of war, lowered his eyes and looked at the three Zoroastrian aliens lying on the ground. Whether it was Ximen Chujin, who was dressed tightly, or Yin and Yang, who were wearing metal robes, they were all injured by Sinyan through their limbs and damaged their main joints, and they were already lambs to be slaughtered at this moment.

As a backup means to deal with the loss of control of the pseudo-god's body. Xiaoxin knows far more than anyone else about Ren Yuan's secrets and the truth of the independent reality he has. The body of a false god is indeed a very powerful independent reality, but I have to admit that no matter how powerful an independent reality is, there are flaws and weaknesses.

Aside from the fact that it cannot be completely eradicated, the body of a false god is not a very offensive and destructive independent reality. Xiaoxin knew very well that if the strange reincarnation trait of the former could be eliminated, the ministry would not have any entanglement in executing the body of the false god. Even from his point of view, if a person has an independent reality such as a pseudo-god body, it is difficult to count as an important combat force on the offensive end.

Before coming to S City, he read almost every battle report about the body of the false god in the disaster department. He wanted to understand the opponent's way of using independent reality, analyze the opponent's fighting style and behavioral habits, and find out the flaws and weaknesses of the false god body.

However, looking at it, he sincerely felt that in addition to the fact that the pseudo-god body itself surpassed the A-class anomalous level, he was able to ignore almost all the independent realities directly aimed at himself, as well as the unexpected tricks and small tricks brought to him by his rich combat experience. In addition, I really don't see anything outstanding about him, and more often his battle example is more like dragging the opponent to make a mistake to forcibly regain the disadvantage.

At least in Xiaoxin's opinion, as long as he can touch the body of the pseudo-god, he will definitely be able to defeat the other party.

However, the countless battles in history have proved one thing, the body of the false god can always win the final victory in battle. Even in battles that seemed extremely inferior or had no chance of winning, he always managed to miraculously win at the end. To this day, how the body of the false god in the Mirror Moon World forcibly made the Moon Lord, who looked like a god, agree to a deal with him, is still an unsolved mystery in the realm.

Just like what happened tonight, and not to mention how he got the Zoroastrian plan of action. Xiaoxin believes that since there are two groups of actions, there should be no essential gap between the combat power rations of the two sides. But compared to himself, who called the Coyote Brigade for support operations, with partners like Yu Qian and Jiang Ziwen, who were better than nothing, he achieved amazing results alone.

Three Zoroastrian believers were subdued and placed neatly on the ground. In the distance, two huge crystal coffins also stopped there intact, and Xiaoxin knew that there were more than thirty boys and girls sleeping quietly inside. The howling sea breeze swept through the decapitated ravens and Zoroastrian messengers, bringing with them a sour and rotten smell. And as Ren Yuan disappeared into the distant night sky, it was impossible to escape the fate of being killed even if he was left.

is also an advent faction who ambushes and handovers materials, compared to his own poor results, Ren Yuan is like completing a work of art. Xiao Xin raised his head and looked around, although he didn't know the specific location of Yu Qian and Jiang Ziwen in the distance. But he knew that those two people were the only ones Ren Yuan had tonight, external support.

As he came into close contact with the body of the false god, he became more and more unable to understand the other party. Although he already knew almost all of the cards in the False God Body, he was prepared to deal with the knowledge and magic that the latter had mastered over a long period of time. But he felt that the chances of winning against the latter became lower and lower as the contact deepened.

"If the body of the false god really betrays the ministry now, will I really be able to successfully subdue him?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiaoxin fell into deep thought.

Xiao Xin, who was sighing for Ren Yuan's amazing results, was not wrong in his estimation of the gap in the combat power of the two groups of advent factions. It's just that what he doesn't know is that there are not three people but four people under the arrangement of the spirits here. The last person who was not caught was the night owl of jealousy who had been hiding in the shadows since the beginning.

When Chu Jin, Yin and Yang were caught by Ren Yuan, the night owl did not choose to make a move, but continued to hold his troops. It's not that he doesn't want to rescue the three of them, it's really because he is very restrained in the face of Ren Yuan's independent reality.

As the most proficient in detection and sensing in the Seven Sins Force, he is the oldest in the Seven Sins Force composed of the new generation of Chosen One. He has a very mysterious god-independent reality and extremely rich combat experience, which is the basis for him to gain a firm foothold in the Seven Sins Army. In the grouping of the spirits, although the henchman Ximen Chujin was chosen as the commander, the real strongest combat power was the night owl.

If it wasn't Ren Yuan, the body of a false god, who was ambushed here tonight, but a team of mercenaries, then the outcome could be very different. However, there is no what ifs in reality, it is based on the fact that he has done a good job from the beginning, and if Chu Jin and the three of them fail, he plans to flee alone.

However, now because of Ren Yuan's departure, the night owl has regained some hope. Xiaoxin, who used independent reality to rush away, also made him easily see through the other party's abnormal level. It's just a B-level situation, and the night owl is very sure that the sneak attack will succeed, and he will fight for the opportunity for Chu Jin and the three of them to escape.

Hidden in the shadows, he had already heard the conversation between Ren Yuan and the two, and knew that reinforcements from the Coyote Brigade would arrive later. At this moment, the natural enemy Ren Yuan has already left, and the large army supported by the hunters has not yet arrived. For him, this moment is a great hands-on opportunity. The False God Body would wait for this person to arrive before leaving, which just means that there is no other ambush around except for the average sniper.

As long as he can restrain the tall man in front of him, then he may not be able to take away the three who have fallen. No matter what kind of independent reality the man in front of him has, on the surface, it is likely to be related to strengthening himself. If this is the case, the night owl will have absolute certainty that the sneak attack will be successful.

Just as the undercurrent in the field was surging, no one noticed that someone on the sea not far away was quietly watching the changes in the field. This person was already hiding here before the arrival of the crows of the Chujin and Zoroastrian sects. The bullets that Yu Qian shot that lit the fuse, the fierce fight between Ren Yuan and Chu Jin, and the arrival of Xiaoxin's support were all seen by this person.

But whether it was when Ren Yuan pretended to be in a crisis, or when Chu Jin and the three of them were hit hard and fell to the ground, this person had no intention of acting. It was like a buoy hidden under the surface of the water, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation in the slightest breath from beginning to end. It seems that the whole person has turned into an inconspicuous wave in this secluded sea... Second Chinese Network

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In the public sea far from the coast of country Z, a huge oil tanker is cleaving the waves and sailing through the sea. The flag that marked the country of ownership has long since been taken off, and the tankers that have turned off their satellite navigation have long since deviated from the international shipping lanes and are speeding off the beaten path.

Instead of filling the hold with oil drums, which should have been fully loaded, huge empty compartments were left behind. At this moment, dozens of sailors were busy working around the giant beast lying in the cabin, and their faces were full of nervousness.

"Quick, Priest, come down." A sailor who looked like a first mate commanded in a loud voice, "Don't touch the crows, go and get the materials ready for later!" ”

This oil tanker is an ocean-going giant ship belonging to the shipping company under the name of the Zoroastrian sect. All the sailors and crew members of the ship were loyal followers of the Zoroastrian sect, and they were the bridge between the branches and headquarters of the various sects. They are also revered within Zoroastrianism as messengers who carry and sow the glory of God.

It was on this ship tonight that four crows loaded with crystal coffins took off. However, who would have expected that the transport team, which had never made a mistake, would be hit hard tonight. Four incomparably precious crows and eight messengers piloting them were ambushed by the despicable Z Hunter Organization and suffered heavy losses.

Only three messengers, sharing a wounded crow, escaped to the cruise ship with great difficulty. At this moment, everyone on the ship was frightened and frightened, and they cursed the despicable hunters who dared to make a move against the messenger of the god of light. After settling the three messengers, he hurriedly began to deal with the wounded crow.

Everyone was busy for a long time, but they only found a gunshot wound on the crow. Although the power of the large-caliber sniper rifle is amazing, the body at the point of the shot has become like a piece of cotton wool that has been blown apart by this shot. However, compared to the crow, which is no less than a small jet, this small injury is really insignificant.

The raven, who had been able to treat his wounds, was still wailing in pain. It seems that something is constantly tormenting it, and no matter how much the crowd appeases it, it refuses to calm down.

"I'm afraid the gun in it is not that simple." The first mate soon realized the problem: "Those despicable hunters must have used some shameless and obscene means on bullets!" The God of Light is above, and if this wicked man who dares to shoot at the Crow falls into my hands, I will never let him go! ”

Fearing that the only remaining raven had suffered some serious injuries, the group had to go and summon down the two priests who had fallen asleep.

"I've just fallen asleep, and you've done something to you!" The priest who stepped out of the cabin first was a fat old man with a rosacea nose and short chestnut hair, speaking English with a thick and unfamiliar accent. The open collar of his pajamas revealed his lipstick-strewn neck, and it was clear that he might not have fallen asleep. When everyone saw the old man walk out of the cabin, they respectfully retreated to the side, not daring to raise their heads.

"Lord Demita, it seems that the crow has been seriously injured...", the first mate stepped forward, his face full of grief and indignation, "We are afraid that the despicable hunter has cast a curse, so I beg you to check it out." ”

"Really?" The old man, known as Demita, frowned, looked at the wailing beast in front of him, and muttered, "Get out of the way and let me see." ”

The first mate diligently helped the old man onto the scaffold to untie the human skin covering the wound, and the priest of Demita carefully examined the wounds on the giant beast's body. After looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything unusual, and after thinking for a moment, he reached into the raven's tattered wound and sensed if there was any change inside.

"It's... As if sensing something, the old man's expression gradually became solemn, ignoring the crow who was still wailing, and leaned his hand into the depths.

"Lord Demita, this..."Seeing that the old man's expression was a little wrong, the first mate also became nervous, "Crow, are you seriously injured?" ”

"Now, it's not a matter of the crows." After a while, the old man's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly said, "Hurry up, now where we go?" Push the Raven off the ship. ”

"Ahh What is this, my lord? As soon as the old man's words came out, everyone in the warehouse was shocked. The first mate asked in disbelief, "My lord, you mean..."

"Push the raven down! Don't you understand? The old man shouted furiously

"What happened to make you so flustered?" A calm and indifferent voice sounded from behind, overshadowing the noise of the crowd

"My dear Lord DeMita?"