The gray angel looked at the light on the altar with a complicated expression.

A summoning array on the side of the altar. Originally, it was a trap he left for these three human level 9 powerhouses.

For him, this war did not think about defeat from the beginning, only how to trap the prey.

The level 9 killer who had been sneaking in the shadows and refused to show his face was a very patient and cold-blooded human, which made him quite jealous.

And what he wants to kill the most is the human girl who seems to be fragile but has endless skills and equipment. From the first time he saw her, the gray angel instinctively overflowed with an extreme hatred, and at his level, there were almost no emotions that would be affected by instinct, which was far beyond the opposition of attributes.

The Grey Angel has a feeling that this human girl carries the original will of this world. If left alone, she will one day grow into a formidable enemy for him.

He surrounded the Shentai with a summoning array, just to induce them to think in the direction of awakening the Shentai. When they really kill the Divine Stage, they will find that ordinary materials are simply not enough to awaken the seal of the Divine Stage.

What awaits them will be the Great Array of Summoned Angels that will be opened in full force, and they will be surrounded in an endless stream until they are consumed.

As long as you leave one or two of the three of you, it's worth it. If there is a young girl among the remaining humans, it will be blood.

But he didn't even think that in the end, the first one to execute it turned out to be this level 6 little killer, although he was also very interested in this human killer, but it was only limited to the mysterious power he carried, and it had nothing to do with people.

The shrine was still shining, and the whiteness on the surface of the balance had receded. It's just that Li Zimu was bathed in this holy light, and his body didn't seem to have any reaction, and the explosion injury he had just received was still hurting violently.

A flash of the gray angel has appeared under the god platform, and an angry beast roar suddenly came from the void, and several people present have seen it extraordinary, and immediately know that it is the roar of the original guardian beast of the Tianshu God Stage, the mocking wind.

When the light of the Shentai dissipated, a ball of light swirled towards the sky.

The gray angel snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a shadow was condensing like a prison, flying towards the ball of light.

"Salvation!" A crisp girl's rebuke came from the distance, and a light fell from the sky, shining on the ball of light one step ahead of the shadow prison.

The shadows hit the pillar of light headlong, and as soon as they were handed over, they were like cold water into hot oil, splashing light and shadow, constantly canceling each other out.

Chenxi's little face turned white, biting a mouthful of beautiful white teeth, but two lines of bright red nosebleeds suddenly flowed out of her nose.

In a dull symphony, the pillar of light was swept away by the shadows, but nothing was found, and it was obvious that the ball of light had been collected by Dawn in an unknown way.

The Grey Angel only pursed his lips slightly, no longer caring about the mocking wind. He knew very well that this time there was no gain, and all his goals were in vain. He could only transfer his spiritual power to the pale young man on the altar in anger.

In fact, the moment all the items in his waist bag fell into the scale, Li Zimu calmed down from the bloody charge, and the mysterious inspiration disappeared.

Li Zimu now regrets that he was made dumplings by the gray angel, and when he looked at the other end of the scale, the balance was empty, and there was nothing.

He knew what had just happened - that ball of light was probably the soul of Mocking Wind, but at this moment he also made a wedding dress for Dawn. I emptied my family, didn't fish anything, and fell into a Jedi.

After all, I lost the bet.

In the distance, the human coalition forces suddenly emitted a signal flare when they had the upper hand.

When he saw the signal flare, Li Zimu's face turned even paler. Because this is a signal flare for the withdrawal.

Chenxi also saw the signal flare, and before she had time to rejoice in harvesting the soul of the divine beast Mocking Wind, she suddenly turned her head to find the lonely figure on the Xiangshen platform.

However, at this time, the space in front of her was distorted and fluctuated, and the last level 9 powerhouse, the number one killer in Huaxia, the assassin Wang Zhao, walked out of the space gate.

"Where did you just die, why didn't you make a move?" An angry roar sounded behind the girl, and a tall and handsome young man rushed forward and grabbed Wang Zhao's collar.

However, when he lifted Wang Zhao's collar, a dagger also pressed against the tall young man's ribs.

"Brother Wang, I'll just ask, I'm relieved to see that you're safe and okay." Bai Dongxing's face was calm, he gently put down Wang Zhao, and helped him tidy up his collar.

"His spatial abilities are too strong for me to break through his spatial blockade and sneak attack. He's not an ordinary level 9 zombie. This time I went back to reassess the strength of the Grey Angels. Now, it's time for us to withdraw. ”

Wang Zhao is a middle-aged man with dull eyes and a down-and-out appearance like a homeless man. It seems that if it is placed in the pile of people in the last days, it will disappear in an instant, and there is no sense of existence. However, this is the most valuable potential of a top killer.

There is one point he doesn't bother to explain, as long as he keeps looking for opportunities in the shadows, the gray angel will never dare to attack with all his strength, and for the killer, the most threatening move is the one that holds on.

Chenxi spoke at this time: "But, there is a person over there, and he also..."

"I saw him, but we couldn't save him." Wang Zhao interrupted unceremoniously.

Dawn frowned coldly.

But then his left hand was tightly grasped by Bai Dongxing.

Although Bai Dongxing has lost his main mecha, as a level 9 combat officer, he still has a suppressive power that should not be underestimated.

"Chenxi, on this expedition, we level 7 powerhouses have lost more than a dozen people. There is no point in dragging on this battle any longer. Bai Dongxing said softly.

The girl lowered her head and did not speak.

Wang Zhao glanced back at the gray angel, and the other party seemed to ignore the three human level 9 powerhouses, leaving them with only a background. He sighed secretly and waved open a spatial door.

"Let's go."

Bai Dongxing pulled Dawn into the space door.

Li Zimu on the divine platform watched the three level 9 powerhouses leave without saying a word, and turned his gaze to the gray angel under the divine platform.

"I feel like you've been paying attention to me, why are you so concerned about me, a level 6 human?" He asked lightly, but when he said the last few words, his voice trembled uncontrollably.

This betrayed his pretended calm.

The gray angel was expressionless, and after repeatedly inspecting Li Zimu's body, and after making sure that his body no longer had the power he was interested in, he looked through Li Zimu again, looked at the balance that was once again glowing with bright golden luster, but empty, and smiled helplessly.

"You were interested, but now you're worthless. But I appreciate your courage, and I'm willing to give you a decent death. ”

A gray hazy sword light struck, involuntarily slashing across Li Zimu's body, cutting into the balance behind him, instantly leaving a deep crack in the indestructible scale.

Li Zimu's blood splattered on the scale, I don't know if it was an illusion, just when the sword light cut on the scale, he faintly heard a wail from the deepest part of the world.

And so his consciousness fell into endless darkness.