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Chapter 1117 The Legendary Darkness is Ten Times Stronger

Just as Chu Jiang slowly landed on the ground, the gray-clothed man hiding in the shadow of a building in the distance put down his bow and arrow, pressed his hands on his temples, and began to recite a light and melodious sonnet.

His name is Guxin, and he is also unknown among the 72 demon gods, but he possesses a magical ability that can transform the strong hostility of his opponents into goodwill, allowing people of different races and civilizations to live in harmony and jointly promote the concepts of friendship, honor and dignity.

This doesn't sound like something a demon would do, and over the long years that have passed, there has been basically no place for him to use his abilities.

The wise Joshua people did not like to share.

Of course you have to earn the money you deserve, but if you can grab it with your own ability, why pay for it?
Everyone except one's own ethnic group is a heretic who is unworthy of God's blessing. Naturally, the so-called friendship and glory lose their meaning.

In the eyes of the Joshua people, this kind of friendship magic is not only worthless, but also a waste of their time and feelings, so there seems to be nothing wrong with being regarded as a demon.

But there is no worthless garbage in this world. Maybe he just hasn't found the exact position where he can realize his value.

For example, now.

Seeing that violence could not make Xu Huange surrender, Solomon immediately changed to another method.

She is still a child after all, and no matter how precocious she is, she cannot hide her childish nature.

"We are all good friends. We should treat each other sincerely, feel the true love in this world, and accept the goodwill of others..."

Gu Xin's gentle voice penetrated the barrier of air and echoed in Chu Jiang's mind.

Beautiful mythical creature, your powerful strength is fascinating, why not bring your little master and join us?
It just so happens that there are a lot of vacancies among the seventy-two demon gods.

What an honor.

"We, the seventy-two demon gods, will submit to you, burn incense and bathe, bow down to you with all our hearts, and honor you as our king..."

As he was talking, Gu Xin suddenly noticed something strange.

This doesn't seem to be what I want to express, but it is indeed the words that flow through my brain and come out of my mouth.

"I am willing to swear to God, offer my loyalty, and obey you from now on..."

He subconsciously wanted to shut up, but found that he seemed unable to control his mouth.

A pair of slender hands gently rested on his shoulders, causing the hairs on his back to stand up.

Cheng Xuefei appeared behind him silently and whispered silently in his ear.

"We can unite and work together to resist Solomon's oppressive tyranny... No, what am I saying?"

Gu Xin suddenly opened his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Witch! Get out of my brain!"

A guest among the flowers in brocade clothes and feathers, not a single leaf touches him in the willow shade.

The bright moon is invited to the king's hall, but only the pipa is heard but no one is seen.

The flower guest, who is good at hiding and using seductive words, is an expert in fighting against seducers.

As time passed, professionals from the Secret Service scattered across the city arrived at the scene one after another.

Due to Cheng Xuefei's interference, the magic of friendship was forced to be interrupted.

Chu Jiang, who was immersed in a beautiful dream, suddenly woke up and let out an angry roar towards the sky.

What a sinister trick! I was almost fooled!

…………

At this time, on the other side, the action team led by Xiang Cheng was on the verge of collapse.

The blood-colored mecha in front of him disintegrated the formation of the palace soldiers with just one blow, which made Xiang Biao doubt himself for a while. It's not my brother, I'm the lieutenant of Zhechou!

Although there was an emergency today and the number of people I brought with me was indeed a little less, it doesn't make sense that I can't even block one of your attacks, right?

What the righteous practitioners of the Fubing are good at is war rather than fighting. The more troops they command, the more powerful they can exert.

The matter was hasty, and the Secret Service Bureau did not dispatch enough personnel, which made him feel very constrained and frustrated. The other party was recklessly rushing around, and Xiang Biao could only lead his soldiers to hold him back and at the same time protect and evacuate the innocent people around as much as possible.

"What's going on at the scene?"

I heard Liu Zhihan's anxious question.

"I do not know!"

Xiang Biao was furious: "When will the reinforcements arrive?"

He was a transferred soldier, and his experience in dealing with evil spirits was far less than that of the local secret service officers.

If you want to deal with these demons and evil spirits, you must usually learn all kinds of secret knowledge, or deal with related work for many years and develop a set of experience and methods on your own.

For example, the tactical team of the secret service section of a certain branch has chess emperors and actors in their team, who are specifically responsible for restraining all kinds of monsters.

No one else has such luxurious configuration.

"The reinforcement team has arrived, please be on guard to receive them!"

Xiang Biao was overjoyed and said, "Finally we have reinforcements. I don't ask for anything else. Please give me a chess emperor and an actor!"

A white light flashed before his eyes, and Yan Yu'an appeared in front of him with his emergency response team.

Looking up and seeing the bloody mechas charging around, Yan Yuan was like “Fuck!”

He knew this thing and was also very familiar with the other party's breath. After all, they had cooperated with each other so many times in the past.

Why did Lao Wang turn against us... No, this is the Blood Pagoda, right?
"Everyone below level one retreat, don't engage in close combat with him, evacuate the people first!"

Yan Yu'an raised his hand and scattered countless pages of books, and the blood mist and murderous aura in the sky suddenly stagnated.

"We're already evacuating. Why is this kid so crazy?"

"He's not crazy, he's possessed."

Yan Yu'an watched as the pages of the book he had released were dyed red by the blood mist at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It would be great if Lao Han was here. Without Lao Han, who can control this thing?

"How could he be possessed by a demon?"

Xiang Biao's face was full of disbelief.

You can talk about others, but this guy used to be a famous iron-headed kid in the secret service. He had an eye on his forehead, but it was fine if he dug it out. He was still alive and kicking even though his body was occupied by annihilation. He fought his way through the webway from the North Continent and entered and exited Avalon seven times as if he was in an empty place.

You say he can become possessed, but what's the difference between that and saying a fish is drowned in water?
"It's not the kind of possession... Never mind, I'll hold him back first. Chief Xiang, send the choir from the old church over here!"

Yan Yu'an stretched out his hands and pressed hard in the direction of Wang Yunxiao.

Eight phantom stone tablets engraved with words fell from the sky and surrounded the bloody mecha.

The long spear chopped on the stone tablet, and Yan Yu'an's face flushed and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But his attention was not on the bloody mecha, but on the direction of the spear's attack.

(End of this chapter)