The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 188 The end, silence

"That bastard is going to run away!"

Dean held the flat-end spear with both hands, pushed the handguard forward to activate, pulled the guard back to eject the shells, and fired rapidly at the black clouds. The special alchemical shotguns were splashed like hail and showers, trying to intercept the enemy.

This was not the first time that their brothers had fought against this kind of demon. They knew that it was very good at space transfer, very cunning, and good at deceiving people. After a pursuit, they just followed fate and did not hold much hope.

This is indeed the case. As a familiar psychic wave came, the aura of the red-eyed demon became weaker and weaker, and then a dark golden shadow struck down and disappeared completely...?
  Um! Dark golden shade?
  Sam stepped forward quickly, holding a gun in one hand and a dark dagger in the other. He stood side by side with his brother, staring warily at the tall figure looming in the black smoke.

The smoke created by the spell gradually dissipated, and the two people's nerves became tense. Even if they did not show any hostility, their keen senses honed through extraordinary rituals could still vaguely detect the surging death intention hidden in the other party's body.

This is clearly an undead of extremely high level.

The bloody head held in the hands of the tall undead and the body turned into flesh under his feet are always challenging people's reason.

Just when they were struggling to resist the desire to fire, a yellow paper talisman on the body of the undead wearing exotic-style armor lit up, and human words suddenly rang out from it.

"Don't be nervous, Sam, Dean, it's me! Except for this demon soul that escaped, all other enemies have been killed. Your classmates were slightly injured, but their lives are not in danger..."

In the wax museum in the distance, Zhu Mingyao happily carried a large bag of gold and silver figurines and walked down the steps of the second floor, smacking his lips with unfinished content.

"It's a pity that the demon seems to have the ability to specialize in space. He only killed the physical body and got some rewards, but did not capture the soul. Otherwise, it would be eaten by [Jiesen]. It is estimated that there is a 30% to 40% chance that he can form one." It’s Yin Dan…”

He dared to divide his troops into two groups and let the Wen brothers deal with the demons. Naturally, he was well prepared for the back-up plan. The Yaksha ghosts would always be invisible and wandering in the sky, ready to intervene in the battle at any time.

What's more...

Zhu Mingyao glanced at the messy and dirty human corpses in the hall, turned his head in disgust and jumped out of the window.

Sliding slowly in the air, he looked back at the hillside.

It really feels like I came here on my own without warning!
  If conditions permit, shaking people directly is a basic operation for people with normal IQs!

……

……

The hazy mist that shrouded the mountain col disappeared, and the Lady of the Moon finally cast her soft gaze on this place again.

"Thank you this time, old man, I owe you a favor." A hoarse and firm voice that sounded like metal friction came from the special communicator.

"Here, let's help each other." The old Chinese man in a loose gray robe pointed his toes slightly, standing on the top of a tall red pine, rising and falling as light as a feather, and said to the communicator with a smile. .

He looked at the town at the foot of the hillside and sighed half politely and half sincerely:
  "Today's young people are like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead. They are eccentric and petty in their fights. They basically rely on themselves to deal with the enemies without asking me to take action."

"By the way..." Henry Lai brushed his sleeves, squeezed a ball in his hand, and asked smoothly.

"Why didn't you accompany the students on the journey? Didn't you agree that everyone would be there to take care of you when you opened the secret realm?"

The other end of the communicator suddenly became quiet, and there was no sound for a while. Just when Henry Lai thought that there was something unspeakable inside, the hoarse and firm voice sounded again.

"I found something suspicious and rushed to investigate. If I can't make it back when the time comes, I'll ask you to take care of me."

Knowing that his old acquaintance had a jealous temper, the old Feng Shui master didn't take it too seriously and just followed up with a few more explanations.

"If you encounter any trouble, remember to report it to the official for help in time. This federation is not run by a few civil organizations like us. Don't rush forward like you did when you were young and get bruised all over. We, the taxpayers, do it Just do your duty well.”

"Understood, I will..."

Thousands of miles away, in a hidden abandoned air-raid shelter, a strong black man with a tough head and a strong air turned off the communicator, and with a slight twist of the silver four-foot-long knife in his hand, suddenly It caused a low howl of pain that echoed like a beast.

Under the blade, the strong inhuman creature waved its sharp claws in vain, stirring up a cloud of dust and scratching the bricks next to it to create cracks.

"Eric... you vampire bastard..."    The strong werewolf was nailed to the wall through the shoulder socket with the demon-hunting silver blade. He opened his fangs and opened his mouth in pain. Just as he was about to spit out obscene words out of habit, he ran into him head-on. Got two indifferent looks.

The cold murderous intention like eternal ice and snow woke it up instantly. It was the terrifying momentum created by killing countless dark alien species for decades.

The erect, furry and pointed ears trembled a few times, and finally bowed submissively.

"I...I have never killed anyone indiscriminately. I swear to the ancestor of werewolves and the spirit of nature..." It swallowed in fear.

"You just, just said...what do you want to ask? Please ask..."

The strong black man split his thick lips, revealing two rows of white teeth, and gave an emotionless smile.

"Well, very good... my old Asian friend just now taught me an Eastern proverb,
  ——The person who knows a person best is often his mortal enemy.

By analogy, the person who knows vampires best is not me, the demon hunter, but you big dogs...

What I want to ask is...what weird things are these dirty bats from the Night Family doing recently? "

……

……

"……I will."

Listening to his friend's insincere response and busy signal, Henry Lai could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

"No matter how capable you are, how much responsibility you can bear, if the sky falls and hits everyone, if you rush forward too aggressively, you will be taken for granted...

Those carnivores in the upper echelons of the Federation who cut out the hearts and livers one by one and dried them out are not necessarily any cleaner than 'you'. "

He held a ball in his palm and weighed it, bowed his head and said with a low smile:

"This demon brother, are you right?"

Looking down, he saw that his hand, which was as warm as ivory, was holding an exquisite mini-landscape. Surrounded by green mountains like green water, a group of struggling and churning dark red light mist was restrained.

The dark red light mist squirmed, and a ferocious face with two horns inside trembled and changed, shooting a malicious look at the Chinese old man outside.

"In the age of the end of law, after crossing the abyss barrier between the lower plane and the human world, you can still maintain considerable strength after being projected. Your true body is at least a high-level demon, right? Or even a small commander?"

The elegant old handsome guy raised his mustache and asked himself:

"Then can you clear up the doubts in my mind...

Who is behind you?
  Or..." He put his face close to his and smiled solemnly.

"...Who are they!"

Following his question, the dark red mist suddenly trembled slightly.

Um? "

Suddenly feeling a change in energy, Henry Lai's eyes flashed with golden light, and his aura pierced out like a sharp sword, searching for the captured demon soul.

However, his movements were still a step slower.

As soon as the first half of the sentence was spoken, the light mist began to collapse sharply. When the soul-searching golden light came in, only a piece of jelly-like ectoplasm that was solidified was left, and no independent consciousness remained!

(End of this chapter)