Chapter 35: Counterattack

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The dust gradually dissipated, and the ground where Mo Yang was located had sunk into a small pit slightly, and the color of the blood mixed with the soil had long been cloudy and indistinguishable, turning into an ugly mud monster and seeping into the ground. Mo Yang has been beaten to the ground, he can't find a single intact piece of meat on his body, and his face is even beaten to the point that it looks like a pig's head.

"How is that possible! It turned out to be you...... Kill Fang Lin......" Mo Yang opened and closed his broken lips and said with difficulty.

"Grass! You fucking pervert! You're still trying to get me! Liu Ye scolded and scolded, forcibly endured the discomfort of blood backflow, and pulled his hand into Mo Yang's abdomen, Fang Lin's lesson made him know that the simulated crystal was the fatal point of these people.

"Don't ...... Stop......" Mo Yang saw Liu Ye's actions, and there was an expression of extreme fear in his eyes, he also knew what it meant.

"Get out! Why didn't you stop just now! It's late! Liu Ye groped around Mo Yang's abdomen for a while, and suddenly exerted his strength and reached in.

Mo Yang's body spasmed, he screamed weakly, and took out a crystal the size of a ping-pong ball, and the blood stains around the crystal reflected a faint light in the moonlight.

"Dream Dragon, stop!"

Liu Ye ordered, watching Mo Yang stop wheezing and convulsing, turn into a stiff corpse, and slowly turn away.

"No one who has been hit by my black eclipse finger will survive!" Mo Yang exhaled the last breath of hot air, his eyes staring at a small tear in the cloak on Liu Ye's shoulder, and said the last thing in his heart.

A figure slowly appeared in the darkness, floating in front of Mo Yang like a ghost, glancing at the corpse like garbage, and then disappearing into the air again.

It was only not long after the two of them left that Mo Yang's corpse suddenly squirmed slightly, as if something had penetrated into it and was eating away at the flesh.

The night wind was still whirring, and it roamed around with a thick smell of blood, and went to an unknown distance......

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An hour later, Mo Yang's body was transported back to Zhi'an City.

The candle flame flickered and a leaf-like shadow flashed on the city lord's face, and the leaf shadow flickered back and forth, but it still could not soften the dark and angry lines of his face. Mo Yang's corpse on the long table still had a slight heat, and the tattered cloak, bruised flesh, and shocking wounds on his abdomen showed the pain he had experienced before he died.

"Who found out?" The city lord asked in a deep voice with his hands behind his back, trying to suppress his anger as much as possible.

A green-robed attendant next to him bowed down and replied cautiously, "It was accidentally found by a civilian in the city." ”

"Beat him up, then shut him up!" The city lord's pupils shrank, and he said hatefully.

"Yes!" The attendant stooped in response.

"Anything else you've found in the side?" The city lord turned his head to look at the attendant and asked. What he was worried about in his heart was another possibility, if this was really done by sacrificing that old guy, then as long as he took Mo Ye away, he didn't have to kill Mo Yang at all. Cultivating a guard-level anthropomorphic warrior is not an easy task.

"Nope!" The squire thought about it again and said affirmatively.

"None? Is this weird? The city lord paced a few steps in the room, "If you just need Mo Ye's simulated crystal, you can kill it on the spot and take it out." A small soldier is not worth the effort, unless it is a battle between cranes and mussels for profit! ”

The city lord stopped, turned around suddenly, and the wind brought by the sharp turn of his body blew the candle next to him to sway, "Pass my order!" All the personnel are dispatched, searching along the line, life or death, I just need to mimic crystals! ”

"Yes!" The attendant slowly retreated.

Soon after, the night in Zhi'an City was in turmoil, the sound of clothes rolling one after another, and several figures flew up in the darkness.

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The temple of the mimic god is as dark as ever. Torches crackled and splashed with sparks, only to be quickly swallowed up by the darkness around them. The priest sat on the stone seat with a gloomy expression, and a storm seemed to be pregnant between his eyebrows.

The pitch-black space suddenly revealed a touch of green, gradually expanding, revealing the dark green cloak. The figure knelt on the ground and whispered something to the sacrifice.

"What? Mo Yang is dead? Listening to the following report, the priest said in surprise.

The sacrificial heart immediately turned upside down, and he was keenly aware that this was a good opportunity to win back a game, "Do you know who killed it?" ”

"Mo Ye." The figure said two words coldly and said no more.

"Mo Ye? That Mo Ye, who is only a soldier? The priest asked incredulously, but he didn't expect the figure below to answer, and said to himself, "How is that possible! The soldier killed the guard level, and even crossed two levels? ”

"Wait, Mo Ye!" The priest suddenly remembered something in his mind and asked the people below him. "I remember that Mo Ye should be one of Fang Lin's missions! Fang Ying, is that so? ”

"Yes." Fang Ying replied.

"In other words, the simulated crystals on his body also record everything!" The priest finally reacted, "Fang Ying, immediately take someone to chase after you!" Life or death, as long as the crystals are mimicked! ”

"Yes." Fang Ying turned his head to look at a few people, nodded slightly, and his body slowly faded into the air. Not long after Fang Ying disappeared, the few people he looked at stood upright, bowed respectfully towards the sacrifice, and silently turned to leave.

Under Liu Ye's unexpected lead, the two forces slowly surfaced, but based on the same purpose, the spearhead was pointed at Liu Ye.

Tonight, there is an undercurrent......

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The dark night still did not tear off its mysterious veil, strange chirps could be heard around it from time to time, and the moon wheel no longer seemed to care about the light of the earth, and hid his face in the thick cloud of radiant dust.

"Whirring ......"

Liu Ye gasped for breath and ran desperately. The sequelae of blood reflux still did not subside, his face was still pale, and his heart had also stopped during the strenuous exercise just now, like a water pump in disrepair pumping blood to all parts of his body. didn't pay attention to the direction, didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, Liu Ye just wanted to keep himself as far away from Zhi'an City behind him as possible.

Liu Ye suddenly rushed into a forest, and a large flock of birds was startled away by him, and the black pressure was overhead, like a dark cloud before a storm. At some point, Liu Ye's left shoulder became faintly numb, and the black lines in the circle rotated outward from the point where the cloak was scratched, slowly expanding.

Only then did Lao Liu remember that when he fought back, he seemed to be grazed by Mo Yang's strange black finger in the shoulder. However, there was nothing abnormal at the time, and Liu Ye didn't care, and now it seems that the symptoms of the left shoulder are obviously related to that.

"Damn! If this continues, I can't hold on, so I have to find a place to rest! Liu Ye was a little anxious in his heart, the ability of the Anthropomorphic Sect was stranger than the other, who knew what strange tricks this Mo Yang would have.

And such a blind escape will be discovered sooner or later, but in such a desolate place, there is no cover at a glance, and it is difficult to find a place to hide.

"Huh? What's moving? There was a slight but very obvious vibration from the ground beneath his feet, which indicated that there was something unusual ahead!

"Running! The sound of people running! The sound of many people running! Liu Ye put his ear to the ground, listened carefully, and judged the direction of the movement. In addition, even better than before, it was also found that a cloud of yellow smoke that was clearly produced by the impact of an object on the ground in the hills not far ahead, slowly rose in the dim light......

Liu Ye quietly approached, hid behind a hill, and secretly observed.

A group of ragged men with spears in their arms surrounded the three mutant cockroaches. No! It should be that the three Xiaoqiang are slaughtering this group of humans, and the blood splashed from time to time and the terrifying screams of humans fill the crowd that is scattered and runs away.

The group seemed to be trying to hunt the three mutant cockroaches, facing the rusty spear tips of the cockroaches, the roars used to raise their courage from time to time, and the formation of a circular encirclement, which undoubtedly revealed their purpose, but such behavior seemed useless in front of the three mutant cockroaches the size of the tabletop.

It was already clear that the giant mutant cockroach was rampaging through the crowd with its hard shell, like a tank with broken brakes raging on the battlefield. Spears thrown from a distance did no damage to their carapaces, and they bounced off like straws. Occasionally, a few of them were able to pierce the weak parts of the shell, and in addition to leaving a little chisel mark on Xiaoqiang's body, it only made him more angry.

The long arthropod turned into the scythe of death and waved, ruthlessly harvesting everyone's lives, and the long wail matched with the roar that everyone on the field occasionally sounded, which deeply stimulated Liu Ye next to him. He really didn't expect that human beings had been reduced to such a point, to the point where other creatures could fish at will.

"Ho ho ~~"

The mutant cockroach's scarlet eyes flickered, and a yellow stench came out of its mouth. Slowly, the resistance in the crowd became less and less, and the inexplicable roars that had been used to boost morale gradually turned into screams of terror, and courage and faith were teetering on the verge of collapse.

Under the influence of nuclear war, it seems that all living things have turned into meat eaters, and these humans, who have almost no harm to them, will naturally not let go of this opportunity to have a full meal. One of the largest mutant cockroaches in front of him, behind an old-looking hunter, raised its six flaky palates like a shark suddenly out of the water and pounced on the old man.

After a howl of pain, the upper half of the old man's body had been completely severed by the merged armor and palate and submerged into the mouth of the mutant cockroach. The rest of his lower body ran forward a few steps before he gradually fell to the ground, splattering blood all over the ground around him.