Hundred eyes, tentacles, sheep's hooves, tears.

While rolling over to dodge the black flames falling from the sky.

Zhao Haiqing observed the appearance of the intervener.

Black goat.

Zhao Haiqing, who had read the task manual, almost immediately, thought of such a name. It is a demon, derived from Western classical mythology and the Cthulhu Mythos.

Also known as the goddess of darkness and abundance.

The Most High Mother Goddess.

and the black goat of the forest, which gave birth to thousands of children and grandchildren.

However, no.

This black goat is not the right size at all.

The rumored gods could not have been so thin.

Even the power cannot be so weak.

Therefore, it should be the offspring of a black goat.

And me.

There should also be room for maneuvering.

Zhao Haiqing thought.

Preparing to reconstruct the spell.

But in the next second, a chaotic black fire had already climbed up his cheek.

"Ahh

The young man screamed.

The black fire burned the smoke.

The spiritual power in his hands also dissipated.

"Roar!"

What followed was a hammer blow from the giant's clenched fists.

Zhao Haiqing, who couldn't dodge, was smashed into a pile of scraps again.

The stained red plasma exploded like a ripe persimmon.

But before the giant began to devour spiritual power.

A sharp paper sword pierced the heavy palms.

"Uhh

The giant howled and moved his hand away.

In the midst of a deep pit full of messes.

Zhao Haiqing stood there in no human form.

Blood hooked his rag-like body.

Fragments of bone pierced his folded back.

The skin wrapped around his completely detached muscles.

His facial features sank into his red and white brain.

But he is not dead.

even used the most rudimentary spirit test paper and condensed paper knife to launch a counterattack.

Zhao Haiqing will not die, the moment he lights the lantern of Changxin Palace, his physical state has been completely frozen.

After that, no matter what kind of damage is received.

Zhao Haiqing's physical body will automatically recover within a few seconds.

It's like stepping back in time.

Even if it is completely dissolved.

Zhao Haiqing was also able to heal again in a way that exceeded common sense.

Exactly that's the moment.

The entrails of youth scattered outside.

It was returning to his body in a way that disintegrated and then recondensed.

Absolute immortality, that's why he can be listed as the fourth serial number.

Even.

If Zhao Haiqing's attack method can be more aggressive and richer.

Neither is he and cannot be regraded.

"Whew, it hurts......"

Straightening his squirming torso, Zhao Haiqing held the blade made of pieces of paper in his hand.

The offspring of the black goat is still hovering in the sky.

The one-eyed giant is not ready to leave.

The young man did not carry a firearm.

Because of the fear of damage.

"However, if you want to kill you, using a knife should be enough."

"Haste as a law, Xunfeng."

The tired voice fell.

Zhao Haiqing's figure disappeared in place.

Followed by.

A line of blood stretched from the giant's toe to the top of the other's head.

"Ahh

The pain was so intense that the giant's roar swept away the clouds.

"Ahem!"

When Zhao Haiqing reappeared.

He was dangling from the giant's shoulder.

And then the seven holes bleed and the hands were sealed.

"The karmic fire is impermanent, the water is trapped in Daze, and the technique of clouds and steam fog rises!"

"Whew!"

With a light breeze blowing.

Two puffs of extremely hot steam had poured into the giant's cochlea.

"Ahh

One after another came an earth-shattering howl of pain.

The sound wave shattered Zhao Haiqing's internal organs.

But the giant was not incapacitated.

Even if its brain is fully ripe by water vapor.

But how could a demon die so easily?

I saw a scarlet beam of light erupt from the giant's single eye.

Everywhere they passed, everything was destroyed.

Zhao Haiqing was just glanced at by it.

The body has turned into slag.

Luckily, a few seconds later, the youth was back in shape.

It's so strong, but now I can only continue.

Zhao Haiqing, who was fierce above, unfolded his blade horizontally.

Chew the internal organs and swallow them into the abdomen.

He is the manager of the mantra Nagasobu Palace lamp.

If the lamp is not extinguished, the form will not be extinguished.

……

"Boom!"

Half an hour later.

Zhao Haiqing had already attracted eight demons entrenched nearby.

It is so rich that it is impossible to ignore the calamity that fills the deserted city.

The monsters fought each other, besieging the food they craved.

Even the most ordinary attack can easily destroy Pai Pai Houses.

If it's in a real city.

A calamity of this magnitude should have triggered a large-scale natural disaster a long time ago.

But in this world.

The rules for the formation of natural disasters also seem to be different.

Jiang Sheng was running inside an extremely tall tower.

The battle in the distance caused the ground under its feet to tremble.

But the black cat didn't have time to take care of Zhao Haiqing's situation.

Because no one can leave without finding the door.

No, it's still a little too slow.

Realize that there are still many neighborhoods to explore.

Jiang Sheng directly recited the cloud ghost's mantra.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The next moment.

Successive blasts blew up the tower.

The cat demon looked around and saw nothing.

He jumped into the depths of the ruins again.

A thick fog followed.

They will all become extended tentacles.

……

Meanwhile.

The three thousand grievances that were located outside the city were also attracted by the riot.

"Oh, are the youkai fighting?"

The young man looked with interest at the storm that had formed in the distance.

"But I remember that it should be a break now."

That's right, monsters don't just fight.

They also need time to digest.

It also takes time to recuperate.

During this time, the vast majority of monsters will restrain their ferocity.

As long as they don't actively invade their territory.

There will be no deliberate attack.

Well, the scene at the moment.

What's going on?

Could it be the black cat's handiwork?

Three Thousand resented, and then smiled with relief.

"It seems that this living spell of ours is even more capable than expected."

"You mean ......"

Wei San, who was still with him, blinked dryly.

"Huh."

Grinning seemingly casually, the three thousand resentments played with a talisman in their hands.

"Wei San, you said that if we lure all the monsters to the black cat to solve them, what will happen."

That's it.

Will we be able to keep your hidden sword?

You can also harvest a seriously injured black cat.