Chapter Seventy-One: The Crossfire

The wizard's key lay motionless on the marble tiles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info it is still somewhat different from the key in Teng Yunshen's hand, it is black and shiny, as if carved from wood.

If you are a mortal, you will probably see the previous movement as an illusion. After all, when tiredness and pain are tormenting the body at the same time, and there is a lot of negative emotions in the heart, it is dizzying, and at this time, hallucinations may only be the most trivial distress.

However, in the eyes of wizards, everything has magic. Teng Yunshen could see the light emitted by the sound, one note after another, bouncing between the ice sculptures, as if he was unwilling to obediently roll into the billiards in the ball bag.

"Take me with you. The key spoke again. Its voice is unfathomable, yet unconvincing. Of course, if a key speaks, it is always mysterious and untrustworthy anyway.

Keys, right? Maybe they're readily available, maybe they're worth a lot of money, but, at the end of the day, they're just keys. Plug it into the keyhole, twist it to the left or right, and it's done with its all-important mission. You can put it on the table or put it in your wallet, and if you get a little more confused, you might leave it in the keyhole...... That's what keys are all about. You can't and shouldn't expect it to speak, the key is the key, even if it's a bloodthirsty magic sword at the same time

Thankfully, the key didn't continue rolling. This made Teng Yunshen feel a little more comfortable. He's been through the wind and waves, but he still doesn't feel comfortable facing a talking key.

Talking is secondary...... This key chops off the necromancer's head.

Teng Yunshen asked unceremoniously, "Who are you?"

"I'm a key. The key's voice seemed to be a wave sent by the wind from far away, "But I can help you." Just now, I helped you. ”

Teng Yunshen pointed at the wizard's corpse.

The key replied in the affirmative: "That's right!"

Teng Yunshen confirmed his guess about the key. Since it can speak, it is not unacceptable that it holds vision. Teng Yunshen's nerves became extremely rough under one blow after another, like the hands and feet of poor laborers in the old society.

"Your body is more dangerous than his. The key continued, "That's why I chose you!"

"Understood. Teng Yunshen nodded, "You found a chance to bite him...... Thank you. He turned and walked away.

The key shouted anxiously, "Wait!"

"I don't know what you mean by 'danger'. But it's you who is in danger, and I can't—" Teng Yunshen stopped hesitantly...... This key may really come in handy.

He has power, but his skills need to be honed over a long period of time. His clumsy disguise is difficult to conceal from his enemies, and he does not speak of a thin shadow, but of the key in his hand...... Although the two keys are similar, they are still different, and in the category of keys, to be exact, they are not similar at all.

"I changed my mind. Teng Yunshen turned around and picked up the talking key, "If you betray me, I will definitely shake you out before I die." ”

He picked up the key with his gloved right hand. While gloves don't provide protection in the heat of bullets, they're better than nothing.

"You can rest assured, I'm not used to betrayal. Key smiled, "You won't regret that decision." ”

"I hope so. ”

He believed what the key said. The wizard he killed was a killer and very cautious, and such a person would not be careless...... Ironic, isn't it? The dead wizard vouched for the key with his betrayed trust.

Sometimes, you don't have much of a choice, and you can only choose the less bad one.

Teng Yunshen raised his submachine gun and let the muzzle of the gun face forward. There are not many bullets, the submachine gun consumes bullets quickly, and of course, this also means that it has a lot of firepower. He could use these bullets to get rid of two or three wizards, and if he kept them in a certain range, he might double the number he would get......

He let more magic flow through his brain and fill the ravine, like a beam of lightning that illuminates the withered sea of minds.

The cold sparks were like a pair of gentle hands, relaxing his tired consciousness. He imagined the whole process, giving weakness a vague form, and then hammering it flat as if it were a ball of plasticine for children to play with. He gave it shape just to make it lose its shape.

Teng Yunshen breathed a sigh of relief in his sullen breath.

Then, he grabbed a clear plan from the noise...... Maybe that's not a great plan, and the heart of the operation is just that: camouflage.

The attacker and the black sword would be different, their aura did not release a significant signal. Teng Yunshen was also unable to determine that the people who held the Winter Pot were all attackers. So, he decided to use his identity as an accomplice to approach them and distinguish them.

Moreover, the killers will concentrate their fire on eliminating any stranger who dares to approach them. And Teng Yunshen is likely to encounter this group of killers before joining up with his companions. He hoped that the figure would deceive them, or at least make them hesitate a little. On the battlefield, life and death often depend on the decisions you make in a second.

In order to find the enemy, in order to protect himself, he needs this disguise.

Teng Yunshen continued to advance towards the flames of war. Magic and bullets fly around. His heart beat faster again.

Sneaking through the pockets of out-of-town tourists may take more courage than robbing a bank in plain sight. If you have more firepower than your opponents, you can make them fearful. What if it was the other way around? You have to be afraid.

The shadow of the wizard doesn't fit well. It was like sand on the beach, and he rolled several times in the wet bunker before getting up and out into the cold wind. The sand covered his original appearance, but there was no way to make him a completely different person. And as soon as he started moving, the sand kept falling down...... He had to hurry.

"Solved?" the young man with six pigtails stepped out from behind the shadows.

Teng Yunshen nodded, "It's easy." He said that the dead wizard's voice was so low and powerful that even he was startled.

The young man looked away nonchalantly: "You don't look right. You're hurt. He summoned the superform, "Collect all the Winter Pots and prepare to evacuate." ”

He turned around and exposed his back to Teng Yunshen's gun.

The latter did not hesitate to pull the trigger. He thought he was about to hear the sound of a sharp bullet piercing through his soft guts...... It's a pity that the enemy wore body armor.