258. Snake demon, kill a dawn
The center stage of the limelight.
A glowing white python emerges from under the cloak and dances with Santanica's weak, boneless movements.
This is not a mortal dance.
A magnificent vision of historical change suddenly appeared in front of Dean's eyes, the white snake meandered forward on the fertile Loess Plateau, swimming past low grass, dense forests, clear streams, vast mountains... From the ancient era thousands of years ago, through the wind, frost, snow and rain, spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The megalithic statues of the Olmecs, the Sayr Palace of the Mayans, the Sun Pyramid of the Toltecs, the Great Temples of the Aztecs, and all kinds of ancient buildings have been left behind by the White Snake.
She walked through the churches built by the Spaniards to the south of Ciudad JuΓ‘rez, a strange and mysterious club that never-ending presented to audiences this dance of origin of soul and blood.
The light and shadow overlap and change, and the white snake dances.
The crowd was intoxicated, as if they had been washed away by wisps of hot springs of dust, dirty desires, and worldly troubles, and only a strong obsession remained, kneeling down in front of the great Queen of the Night, and giving everything for this dance.
Wow...
The music slowed down, the illusion dissipated abruptly, and people woke up from the thick history and looked at the goddess with more fervent adoration.
The goddess's deep eyes roamed the crowd.
She stepped off the stage, stepped on the wine tables, walked from the fascinated man to the front of the stage in a suit and glasses, lifted the half bottle of Coches on the table, and poured cold liquor on her.
The next picture is blood-pumping, but for unspeakable reasons, it can only be described in one word, and that is "footglass".
The goddess withdrew her shiny feet.
Ricky wiped the wine from his lips, and then, as if he had been washed his brain, stared at the goddess in a daze, and slowly climbed onto the round table with her as she gently tugged at the tie around her neck, and retreated with her to the stage.
But a hand reached out from the side and pressed Ricky's shoulder, pulling him back into his seat.
This abrupt movement is like pouring an ink spot into a perfect oil painting, and the goddess from above falls from the sky to the dust, breaking the previously carefully created and flawless atmosphere.
All the people present woke up from their stupor,
"Am I dreaming, I feel like I've watched a movie?" A bald man touched his face covered with hot sweat,
"Dream fart! This is a real performance, and I lived in vain for the first half of my life! A young man with a nose ring knocked on the table excitedly,
"That's right, I have no regrets to see such a wonderful dance!" A gray-haired old man slapped his chest with remorse, "But why wasn't it me who drank the 'foot cup'!" β
The men all rose in unison and thundered to the goddess, and the hall became lively.
But there are also a few people who sense that something is wrong.
Seth put his arm around his bewildered brother's shoulders and looked warily at the goddess.
The pastor grabbed the cross and quickly told the two children, "Close your eyes and cover your ears." β
And Dean stared at the face that stood on the round table as if it had been desecrated, unblemished and covered with frost,
"Honorable Santanica, Queen of the Night, Patron Goddess... Ricky Goko is my hostage, and you can't take him with you unless you hand over Lena Lew first. β
"Lena Lou?" This name made the goddess's eyes roll, her anger melted like snow, and there was a hint of surprise on her beautiful face, "What is your relationship with her?" β
Her voice was like a heavenly sound, and her skin was not inferior to the finest silk, and Dean had to resist the allure that came to her face with all her attention, "She didn't mention it to you?" β
"So you're her son, Dean?" The goddess looked apologetic and sympathetic, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Lena is my friend, and she must be very happy and moved to know that you have found this place." But I'm sorry, I can't take you to her, she's lost in the maze. To find her, you must survive to the end of the labyrinth. β
"Isn't this a club? Where is the maze? Dean asked,
"The club is just an appearance, this great holy place has its rules, and I am just a prisoner in bondage, I can't reveal too much to you, I can only wish you to live." Santanica looked at the door to the bar's entrance, and Dean realized that the heavy stone door was quietly locked, and even though he tried to push it with full mental power, it didn't move.
This meant that hundreds of spectators were locked up in the club.
Santanica's gaze moved to Ricky again, and he grabbed his tie and kissed him, affectionately encouraging, "My warrior, hold on and save me." β
She left the crowd and retreated to the stage, the man's eyes chasing her graceful back, clapping and applauding even harder.
Just gone?
Di'an thought moved, and his mind turned into a soft hand and pulled towards Santanica, wanting to keep her, but he snorted suddenly, as if he had violated an inviolable prohibition.
Waves of pressure erupted from the ceiling, below the ground, and in the space, squeezing Di An'an's bones from all directions.
The whole world saw him as an enemy.
Clicking.
More than fifty tons of power consumed each other with the life energy and ghost armor around Dean's body.
For a moment, he sat stiffly in place, watching Santanica disappear behind the curtain again.
The lights came on.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that you are very satisfied with the performance of the Queen of the Night," the bartender appeared at the front of the stage with a microphone, smiling at the excited group of guests out of the corner of his eye, he was obviously smiling, but his eyes were like a beast looking at a fat prey, full of greed and eagerness, "Then it's our turn to get paid at the Rulang Club." β
"How much?" The red-haired man with a revolver in his crotch crossed his hands on his waist and shouted, "Is a hundred dollars enough?" β
"Come on, fool, is this money meant to insult the goddess?" The fat man with the big belly and the poop shirt took the stubble and waved a bundle of green knives, "Let's enjoy the Santanica dance again, I'm willing to pay 10,000 dollars!" β
"A generous gentleman, but spending money is not enough," the bartender, smiling with large folds on his acne-covered face, winked at a waitress in the hall, who paced up and down the fat man's body, his seductive eyes looking up and down the fat man's body, and his soft little hands unbuttoning the top of his shirt, revealing his white neck, "Will you offer an ear to the goddess?" β
"Haha, don't say it's the ears!" The fat man looked at the group of smiling and coaxing companions around him, and patted his chest heroically, "I am willing to give my life for the goddess!" β
"We took it!" The waiter grinned and leaned over to exhale hot air into his ear.
This intimate act caused a cry of jealousy from the men next to him,
"Wow... You're considerate, baby, but just a little lighter, lighterβah! The fat man's sigh of satisfaction turned into a scream of pain, and the woman bit off one of his ears with lightning and spat it on the ground, splatters of blood staining the man's side face and most of the round table.
Under the bright light, the blood-stained waitress at the corner of her mouth had a row of small white teeth that grew into conical fangs like snakes, her mouth spit out bifurcated letters, her blue eyes turned into slit-like vertical pupils, the cheekbones of her originally sweet and charming face bulged outward, patches appeared on her forehead, and patches of dark brown tough snake scales appeared on the smooth skin of her body.
Fingernails as sharp as scalpels grew from the ends of the hands and feet.
Poofβ
She swung sideways at the fat man's neck, and the flickering claws of cold light brought out bright red blood stains, splattered to the ceiling, and then fell to the ground, flowing into the gap along the pattern like a blood trough!
The fat man lay down and convulsed with the ruptured major artery and trachea in his hands.
The humanoid monster pounced on the wound with its mandible, sucking and swallowing, and its squirming veins like centipedes clearly appeared on its face, revealing deep satisfaction, as if it were sipping a supreme holy product.
This bloody change only happened for a moment, and most people were still envious of the fat man's flying Yanfu, and suddenly found that the sexy beauty had turned into a terrifying snake demon.
The hall exploded.
"God, how she bites, it's bleeding! Security? Stop her! β
But the bartenders just watched with their hands on their chests and a smile on their faces, their eyes flashing bloodthirsty and thirsty red, as if staring at a plate of delicacies.
A group of customers who realized something was wrong rushed to the entrance of the bar and banged on the door frantically, but could not push it open.
On the side of the wall on the second floor, more than a dozen hot dancers appeared one after another, grinning and popping out the two poisonous fangs on their gums, growing scales and claws, jumping down from the stage on the second floor, and rushing into the black crowd with a fishy wind.
The difference in strength and speed between humans and monsters is too large.
It's like a stunted child facing an adult.
A group of unlucky people were thrown to the ground without resistance, and the basilisk danced with its fangs and claws, bringing out a rain of blood.
Some people had their necks torn open, some had their arms broken, and the worst ones were directly pulled out of their heads, and several snake demons opened their mouths to catch the blood fountains spurting from their necks!
This horrific scene completely awakened the fear in people's hearts, and people screamed in panic, overturned the table, and jumped like headless flies between the columns, tables, and stages!
A few of them took out their pistols and fired a few shots at the basilis, but the bullets only shallow through the scales around their bodies, and they were stuck in the muscles, completely unable to deal effective damage, which angered the basilis, and they swarmed up and split the gunman in the next second!
"Oh God!"
"Run!"
The tide of snake-men pounced from the shadows in the corner of the hall and attacked with brutality.
The band, which had long since retired, also reappeared on the stage at this time, shaking their heads and beating the drums and playing the piano with their hideous scaly faces, and singing loudly.
"Come on, come on!"
"Brothers, sisters!"
"Kill as much as you want!"
"Drink nectar!"
"Eat fresh meat!"
"Infused with venom of resurrection!"
"Join the feast of blood sacrifice!"
Stumps flew through the air, blood splattered, screams and wails filled the hall, and cracks quietly broke open in the floor of the hall, and steaming corpses were pushed into the cracks by the basilisk and sank into the darkness of the ground, leaving only the bloody floor.
The originally passionate dance hall turned into a devouring demon cave, and more than half of the more than 200 guests collapsed in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few dozen people left.
β¦β¦
"Watts! What kind of performance is this! The Goko brothers lifted a round table and pressed a female basilisk against the wall, and the Katie siblings each held a table leg around Dean who was sitting behind him to protect him, and the two of them trembled with nervousness, but their faces were determined.
Jacob lifted the cross before the grinning basilis, "Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, and your will be done on earth..."
The snake demon opened its fangs and swallowed the cross into its mouth and chewed it, spitting out the letter in a flash.
"Don't waste your efforts, priest, this thing is probably not a vampire, so it's not afraid of any cross exorcism!" Ricky turned around and yelled at Dean in a daze, "We can't hold on, magician, wake up!" Show me the courage to fight side by side with us! β
In the midst of the call, Dean perked up, and finally completely wiped out the Heaven and Earth Killing Intent caused by offending the Night Queen, and a large bright red prompt passed in front of him - you triggered the event: Kill a Dawn!
You've come a long way to reach the end of the Waves Bar, but before you can find Lena, a group of ill-intentioned outliers bared their fangs at you!
Survive the alien siege and try to discover the hidden secrets of the Rulang Club!
Event difficulty: At least medium
Progress: (5/100)
Duration: 12 hours
Rewards: At least 180 XP + special rewards
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"Sorry, something went wrong... Get out of the way! Dean used his telekinesis to gently push away the five people who were holding down the snake demon, and the moment the snake demon pounced, the fist gushing white flames struck the snake demon's body like lightning.
The intense sun-like life energy burrowed into the snake demon's body in the form of pine needles and wreaked havoc, melting bones, muscles, and skin in an instant.
The basilisk exploded backwards into a bloody mass of minced flesh and drew a red rose on the wall.
Mastery +2, Combat lv4 (230β232/500).
The splatters of flesh bounced off Dean and bounced off the Life Shield.
The shadow behind Dean blinked at a roaring snake man, and the invisible telekinetic giant palm fell from the sky, bombarding the ground with a huge force of thirty tons, and the ground shook suddenly, and the snake man disappeared, leaving only an oval layer of flesh and a slightly dented pit.
"Thank you for your protection, now stand behind me, keep quiet, and I'll clear the field immediately." Dean took out two pistols from the system and threw them to the Goko brothers, then took out another Demon Breaker Arrow, and looked around, locking on to a vicious snake man who was attacking humanity head-on.
Just looking at speed, strength, and resilience, they are probably at the second to third level of combat divided by the Special Operations Department, and killing them basically has no attributes, but they can recover a little.
Dean spun his finger around, and the Demon Breaker Arrow swirled around like a silver fish swimming in the waters.
His unusual calmness infected several of his companions, who all held their breath to watch his every move, only to see him suddenly throw his hand outward, like throwing a dart.
Brush Brush Brush β
Arrows burst into the air.
A short, brilliant silver light swept through the air, and it quickly hit the snake woman who was trying to bite the snake woman who was holding down the gun in the crotch of the red-haired man under the table on the left, piercing the back of her head and piercing through the hole in her forehead.
Under the rotation of telekinesis, the arrow continued to circle the arc and penetrated the back of the leather-clad snake man who was fighting with Texas Patrol Officer Gonzalez in hand-to-hand combat under a lampstand on the right, penetrating the ribs and piercing through the front chest, and the leather-clad man instantly knelt forward.
The arrows emitted a series of popping sounds and breaking through the air, drawing a circle of deadly silver light in mid-air, piercing all the seventy-eight snake men who were raging in the entire hall in just three seconds.
The members of the snake man band who played passionately on the stage fell to the ground, and the music of the demons dancing wildly was paused.
The screaming and fleeing man suddenly found the monster pursuing him stunned and motionless, with bloody holes in his forehead and left chest.
"The monsters are dead?" Someone asked worriedly, but before they could cheer and celebrate, the broken wounds of the impaled monsters visibly healed themselves, and they regained their mobility, hissing and pounced.
"The Demon Breaker Arrow is ineffective, and it simply attacks the regular heart and brain positions... Cannot be lethal. Dean recalled the Demon Breaker Arrow and gave the command to Shadow, who instantly levitated in mid-air through the hall, his liquid eyes sweeping over the snake man and flashing with a cold aurora.
Put your hands together in front of your chest.
In a flash.
The hearts of the snake men chasing their prey twitched inexplicably, and their hair, eyebrows, and beards were strangely straightened one by one, as if they had been burned, pointing to the shadow in the center of the hall.
Shadow parted his hands.
Ziziziββ
The air crackled, infinite white light emerged, and dazzling lightning radiated around with the shadow as the center, sweeping through the air like a forked branch, piercing into the body of the seventy-eight snake people in the hall.
Silver-white arcs of lightning drilled in and out of their facial features all over their bodies, and the snake people spasmed in the leaping arcs, black smoke came out of their bodies, and bright yellow flames lit up all over their bodies.
The temperature around him suddenly rose by dozens of degrees, and the pungent smell of blood came out of the stench of burning.
The survivors only felt that they were overwhelmed by a huge silver-white wave, and when they came back to their senses, there were charred corpses lying at their feet, all snake people.
In just one second, the cruel, crazy, and bloodthirsty monsters all fell into a half-dead state and lost their combat effectiveness!
Grunt.
Seth and Ricky swallowed and looked at Dean in disbelief, "Man, are you really doing this, are you human, an angel, or a demon?" β
"Look, I told you, you don't know who's standing in front of you!" The Katie siblings looked at Dean with reverence and excitement.
"Don't rejoice too soon, they're not dead yet." Dean was amazed at the vitality of this group of snake people, and reached into the void again, grabbing the full moon bow and ten poisoned arrows.
Draw the bow and wind ten crossbow arrows at the same time.
Let go.
The bowstring vibrates.
Whoosh β
Under the precise special effect, ten arrows accurately pierced the bodies of the ten scorched snake people in different directions, and the strong toxin poured from the arrows into the flesh wounds and spread throughout the body.
The snake man's body contracted downward, collapsed, and turned into a puddle of melted asphalt-like foul-smelling substance.
And Dean flashed a large prompt in front of his eyes-
Proficiency +1
Proficiency +1
Shot Lv4 (400β410/500)
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"Poison arrows work."
Dean waved and withdrew the ten crossbow arrows, his hands dancing dazzlingly, and the remnants of the image were divided on the spot, just like three Dean at the same time pulling their bows and aiming at the left and right, shooting at the remaining paralyzed and charred snake man targets.
Whoosh...
In the continuous humming of the bowstring, the arrows burst out like fireflies, and a charred corpse turned into a pierced and poisonous water.
Two seconds later, shoot LV4 (410β478/500).
The shouts and chases in the hall all dissipated.
Dean looked around, and there was no longer a standing snake man in this purgatory-like hall.
(End of chapter)