As for Chen Zefei, Anna can't help it.

She couldn't afford to run with her, and she couldn't stay and die.

Just as the cart was slowly approaching Sokolovsky, it suddenly began to rain heavily in the sky, and this rain came suddenly, and it was actually black.

This is obviously not normal rain.

Anna kept her eyes on Sokolovsky, who had finally seen some change.

He's starting to melt!

Anna knew that Sokolovsky's current body was made of paraffin, but it was invulnerable.

This black rain actually caused him harm.

Sokolovsky frowned, as if a little surprised, the rain had come somewhat suddenly for him.

"It's not part of the plan."

He abruptly gave up on Anna and the others, and instead turned away and looked in the other direction.

The rain spread quickly, and in a matter of moments, it was up to the knees.

And in the direction that Sokolovsky was looking, a figure appeared.

It walked on the water, its face blurred, leaving only a pair of hollow eye sockets, and wearing a dress similar to a shroud.

"Isn't the Wei Shouyi in Yang Jian's hands?" Anna saw it with her own eyes but was not very confident, the supernatural items would not be exactly the same, but this thing did look like a strange shroud.

When the trick completely appeared in the visual range, Anna was shocked beyond measure, this trick actually looked the same as Yang Jian.

It was holding a black umbrella to keep the rain out, and it was clearly a paranormal umbrella.

But even so, there were droplets of water dripping from its body, but the water was not black raindrops, but it carried this water with it.

Its skin was slightly dark, not the skin of a living person, its sockets were hollow and there were no eyeballs, it had a gold box around its neck, and it was tilting its head to look directly at Sokolovsky.

Then, the treacherous child, treading on the water, walked towards Sokolovsky.

The calm surface of the water suddenly rippled, with bursts of splashes and waves.

Sokolovsky suddenly spoke:

"Let there be light."

It was pitch black, and the sky was suddenly dispelled by a strong burst of sunlight.

The rain that has accumulated on the ground up to the knees evaporates at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The light also sprinkled on the strange boy, and the large black supernatural umbrella made a "zizi" sound, and it slowly closed automatically.

The light then shone directly on the strange boy, but the strange shroud did not change.

But the light also shone on Sokolovsky, and more and more paraffin wax melted and fell from his body.

Sokolovsky raised the back of his hand and looked at the half-transformed appearance, "Is this body too fast to hold on?"

Resembling a treacherous child, he walked up to Sokolovsky in front of him with a fierce expression, opened his mouth beyond common sense, and seemed to be intending to eat the other party in his stomach.

"Stand down!"

Sokolovsky made a sound as deep as a bell, and the treacherous boy with his mouth wide open was forced back a few meters.

He had a puzzled look on his face, as if he was wondering why he had suddenly retreated.

But after this experience, Sokolovsky's body melted even more.

As if knowing that he was running out of time, Sokolovsky stepped up.

"My child, return to my arms."

He stretched out his arms like a priest, and his hideous-looking cart pull suddenly softened.

The hands of the puller slowly drooped, and the expression on his face relaxed.

"This ...... This ...... "Anna is almost stunned, a terrifying trick far beyond the S-class is about to be tamed?"

At this moment, on the other side of the city, less than a hundred kilometers away from where Anna was, a young man stood on the top floor of the building, holding a cracked spear, his face cold, his eyes looking far away, and a scarlet treacherous eye on his forehead restless.

The young man stood on the triangular roof of the building, his eyes far-sighted, and he did not worry about falling from a 100-meter tall building.

He was armed with a cracked golden spear with a black human skin three feet below its head, and a rusty woodcutter embedded in the center of the spear head, a strangely shaped weapon.

What's even more bizarre is that on both sides of the hatchet is a pair of crossed large scissors, uncoordinated weapons, put together like a trident, obviously an ordinary weapon, but revealing a suffocating evil and weird.

The young man had a scarlet eye standing up on his forehead, and this eye scanned the surroundings restlessly, and it was the same as Yang Jian's tricky eyes, but this young man's tricky eyes, where his gaze passed, faintly changed reality.

If it weren't for his deliberate restraint, the places he scanned would have become supernatural places.

"The trickster can't deal with him, what do you want me to deal with?" The young man's face was expressionless, and the tricky eye on his forehead could look a hundred kilometers away without opening the trick domain.

There was no one around him, but he didn't seem to be talking to himself.

A voice sounded in his ears, as if it came from thousands of miles away, but it was close to him: "This is God." ”

"Damn!" The young man couldn't hold back for a moment, "You let me deal with God?" It's not enough to pit me Anna, you have to pit me, right? ”

"It's just a very weak clone of him, not even a clone, and the local is still sleeping in the sea of chaos." The voice in his ear said unhurriedly, "Besides, if you don't make a move, not only Anna will die, but you will also die in the past." ”

"I know," this Yang Jian was not really timid, "the affairs of the Western Continent, it is not the turn of this thing to meddle."

He looked at Sokolovsky, who was more than 100 kilometers away, and quietly raised the spear in his hand, and countless media appeared in his sight.

Gently slashing towards Sokolovsky, Sokolovsky, who was gradually merging with the cart, was suddenly split in the middle, and the two halves of the paraffin wax body were not maintained at all, but directly scattered into a puddle of paraffin.

"That's the first step, and then it's the weakening of the museum." The voice in his ear continued to remind.

Yang Jian pointed the big scissors in the direction of the museum, and countless mediums reappeared, and after he found the medium of the museum, he raised his spear and slashed in the direction of the museum.

The spear fell, and the scissors cut the museum's curse line on the spot, and the magic of the hatchet took effect.

The curse of the tricky scissors came, attracting a lot of terrifying tricks to entangle Yang Jian, but even so, Yang Jian wiped out the curse just by raising his hand.

"The museum's supernatural has declined." Yang Jian put away his spear and said, "What's next?" ”

"Next, you can watch the show." The voice in my ears also seemed to have some anticipation.