I have a city in another world

Chapter 6783 A High-Rank Demon Killed in One Strike

Tang Zhen and Garinne overcame the blockade and arrived at the warehouse area without disturbing any abyssal demons.

The artifact fragments' ability to conceal themselves was ridiculously strong; the demons were completely unaware of it.

When faced with a situation where the road is blocked and there is no way to move forward, Tang Zhen will use other stealth methods.

Transforming into an invisible energy state, it easily passed through flesh and obstacles, without the abyssal demons reacting at all.

Garigne was amazed by Tang Zhen's formidable stealth and concealment skills, which further confirmed his extraordinary background.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced, thinking that if he hadn't met Tang Zhen this time, he would surely have met his end.

Even now, Garigne has no idea how to escape and can only feel an increasingly intense sense of panic.

The closer one gets to the abyss of purgatory, the stronger the feeling of unease becomes, giving rise to a deep sense of panic and despair.

His courage and wisdom were worn away by this strange environment, leaving him with about 80% numbness and dullness.

That feeling of being powerless makes one feel like they're stuck in a quagmire, struggling desperately only to find themselves increasingly bound.

Garigne had originally planned to fight to the death, but now he despairingly discovered that his confidence and courage had already quietly crumbled.

At this point, Tang Zhen became his sole pillar of support and the object of his blind obedience.

The wariness and resentment towards Tang Zhen had long since vanished.

When you are powerless to change your situation, following a capable leader is clearly the right choice.

Tang Zhen's various methods did not disappoint Garigne either, and even a sense of admiration and awe arose in him.

As a sixth-ring wizard, he is considered a powerful figure in the astral plane, and feelings of admiration and awe rarely arise.

The higher a wizard's cultivation level, the more rational they become in their actions. They acknowledge the achievements of their predecessors, but they do not blindly worship or revere them.

I believe that with the right opportunities and hard work, I may one day achieve the same success.

Even when faced with things they cannot do, they remain rational, believing that worship and reverence are behaviors of the weak.

But at this moment, Garigne, who considered himself rational enough, had an inappropriate thought.

Realizing his own abnormality, Garigne was secretly shocked, followed by a deep sense of fear.

He was acutely aware that the effects of his surroundings were becoming increasingly severe, causing mental problems to arise.

Under normal circumstances, even if Tang Zhen performed exceptionally well, he would not easily have such thoughts.

Scholars have always been prone to mutual disdain, and so have wizards; the stronger they are, the more they dislike each other.

Realizing the perilous situation, Garigne dared not hesitate and expedited the lead to the core warehouse.

Compared to the various passageways outside, the inside of the warehouse was quite quiet, as if nothing had happened.

The tall, neatly arranged shelves are filled with all kinds of goods, with the highest point reaching over thirty meters in height.

Without living beings, there would be no stench of flowing blood, no gruesome scene of severed limbs flying everywhere.

Yet, this quiet place, devoid of any unusual sights, gave Garigne a chilling feeling.

When demons roam freely in the abyss, the cleaner and quieter a place is, the more dangerous and terrifying it becomes.

Although he could not sense any presence, Gariné was certain that the most terrifying demon on the spaceship was hidden here.

If he hadn't been following Tang Zhen and had instead acted alone, Garigne would have turned and run without hesitation.

Seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, rather than charging headlong into danger.

That feeling of encountering a natural enemy made Garigne realize with perfect clarity that he could never be a match for them.

If the two sides were to fight, he would surely die, with absolutely no hope of winning.

But when he saw Tang Zhen walking forward with firm steps, the fear in his heart suddenly lessened considerably.

Tang Zhen's strength and methods should be greater than his, and he should be able to sense the extraordinary danger more clearly.

Even so, Tang Zhen's steps remained unwavering, showing no sign of unease or fear.

Despite still harboring fear, Garigne followed Tang Zhen's footsteps without hesitation.

The heavily guarded core warehouse, covering an area of ​​about 300 square meters, finally appeared at the end of the passage.

A strange man, about one meter tall, with a large head that resembled both a child and an old man, was slowly savoring a large gourd of wine.

The gourd of wine hangs in the air, the wine transforming into a thin stream that continuously drips into the mouth. The exceptionally rich aroma of the wine, like living insects, burrows into one's nostrils and pores.

However, in an instant, one will enter a state of intoxication, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

Garin was startled; he hadn't felt drunk for many years since becoming a wizard.

This state of mental confusion and blurred vision is enough to reduce combat effectiveness by another 60%.

"Your Excellency, how should we deal with this?"

The moment he felt confused, Garigne thought of Tang Zhen and immediately sought his help to solve the problem.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, Garigne had lost his ability to make subjective judgments.

They became Tang Zhen's hands and feet, only needing to act, without having to think at all.

However, his one hand and one foot looked timid and hesitant, clearly indicating a lack of courage.

Upon hearing this, Tang Zhen simply replied with a faint sentence.

"kill him."

There was no emotional fluctuation; it was as if he were talking about something simple.

"kill him?"

Garigne thought he had misheard and instinctively wanted to ask, but then he saw Tang Zhen's eyes.

Firm and composed, leaving no room for doubt, with absolutely no trace of fear.

Tang Zhen wasn't just talking nonsense; he genuinely intended to kill someone and eliminate the strange entity before him.

Garigne looked at his opponent again, and the indistinguishable yet extremely dangerous aura proved that the other party must be extremely powerful.

It might be a seventh-order being, or even an eighth-order being, or even a ninth-order being.

Regardless of which one it is, it is an existence he cannot contend with.

Especially at this moment, as the aura of the mutated abyss continues to affect creatures from the real world, the infernal demons, fighting on their home turf, will have a greater advantage.

Even though they were evenly matched, Garinne dared not engage in battle with his opponent.

He even suspected that Tang Zhen might have encountered the same situation, causing his mind to become confused.

Otherwise, why would they want to kill the powerful demon in front of them? Where did they get their confidence from?

Could it be that Tang Zhen's strength is even greater than imagined, and he is confident enough to crush his opponent?

The moment this thought arose, he felt a terrifying aura envelop the area in front of him.

The demon, who had been leisurely drinking, suddenly changed his expression.

His previous composure vanished instantly, replaced by a mixture of shock and confusion on his contorted face.

It's like trying to catch fish in a puddle, expecting only small fish and shrimp, but instead you pull out a giant crocodile.

At this moment, my feelings were no longer just shock, but a sense of impending death.

Before Garinne could react, the abyss demon holding the gourd of wine suddenly let out a scream.

Immediately afterwards, his body disintegrated and melted away at an extremely fast speed, like a wax figure being roasted by fire.

Such a powerful being seemed to be fixed in place, unable to leave, and could only roar in terror and anger.

The shell, originally only one meter tall, contained a colossal creature, which is now being revealed as it melts.

A cunning demon from purgatory, who tries to deceive people with his weak appearance, is actually a terrifying behemoth.

However, at this moment, the disguise was directly torn off and dealt a fatal blow.

Even if the demon reveals its true trump card, it has no ability to retaliate and is instead suppressed by an invisible force.

"Who are you? How do you have this ability?"

Before the demon melted away, it finally asked the question that had been nagging at it, but it received no answer at all.

The truth is simple: in order to ensure success during the operation, Tang Zhen actually used the power of the rules.

(End of this chapter)