The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 415 Silent Hill 8
The dark light was so fast that it flashed across the retina.

"Stop it!"

A proud and arrogant man leaped out with an angry roar. His extremely sturdy body glowed with a cold blue-gray light and expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he turned into an ancient and colorful bronze giant.

The magical power of the law was activated, forming a unique magnetic field that interfered with all metal materials, trying to deflect the surprise attack.

However, the next moment, the powerful force field that could overturn a heavy train was penetrated without any hindrance and hit him directly.

Without even uttering a scream, this demon hunter master who possessed the powerful talent of [Metal Control] turned black and rotten in an instant, and his bronze body, which was comparable to titanium alloy, turned into pus and flowed out along with his skin and bones.

It killed an extraordinary strong man like slaughtering chickens and dogs, and the black iron wire was still as ferocious as ever, whistling and killing again!
At this moment, a ball of strange light with overlapping ochre, scarlet and red colors suddenly came down, dragging the enemy's vicious spells and smashing towards the ruins of the church!
An indescribable aura of vastness filled the entire space, as if a scorching peak had fallen from the sky, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

Amid the deafening roar, the entire world seemed to have completed the cycle of birth, existence, decay and death in an instant, and stepped into the end of doom on the brink of collapse. The ruins and small hills with a radius of nearly a thousand meters collapsed and destroyed in an instant, and then, driven by some indescribable force, madly gathered towards one point.

"Boom!"

The energy that was compressed to the extreme suddenly exploded, and a long, mighty river of red fire tore through the ground and gushed out. Endless hot lava flowed back like a waterfall and rushed straight into the sky.

Amidst the flying combinations of the eight-colored hexagrams, Lai Henry held a compass in his hand and stepped on the void, staring at the hills that had turned into volcanoes, and solemnly withdrew his finger gestures.

Kun is on top and Li is on the bottom.

This is [Earth Fire Mingyi]!
Since the beginning of the battle, he had been hiding on the side, concentrating on practicing Qi and chanting mantras. This attack seemed to be a breeze, but in fact it was the essence of his lifelong cultivation.

Under the seal of the innate hexagram, the fire of Li is burning fiercely, and its power is enough to refine all things; at the same time, the huge gravity of Kun earth is superimposed layer by layer on the molecular-level material structure, carrying out endless crushing and reshaping. No matter you have an indestructible body or an illusory spirit, all will be wiped out.

But for today's enemies, such earth-shaking magical powers are just superficial injuries.

"Om-"

A sharp and long vibrating sound, like the cry of a devil from the underworld, tore open the roiling sea of ​​fire below, and a group of evil-looking beings slowly rose up.

On the broken and tattered iron bed, a twisted human figure like a mummy was groaning and screaming miserably. Thousands of thorny iron wires condensed from dark shadows extended from its body, dancing wildly like the tentacles of some living creature.

Under the airtight dirty bandages, disgusting yellow pus and black and red dirty blood continued to seep out, and these liquids quickly dried up and condensed into a layer of blood scab, just like a layer of hard shell like a pupa, making it difficult to recognize its face. Only through the concave and convex curves vaguely revealed under the bandages can its gender be barely inferred.

"It is you, Alessa, the former wielder of the holy marks of the Puritan sect!" A white-haired elder pastor of the Protestant church shouted loudly with a righteous expression, but his next sentence still revealed some of his thoughts.

"How can a fallen body desecrate the holy things of God? Accept judgment!"

"You are the ones who judge me?" The chaotic laughter transmitted by thoughts exploded in everyone's heart.

"Don't you know that we will judge the angels? Don't you know that Christians will judge the world?"

The proverb from the Bible's Book of Corinthians is used here, and naturally it is not intended as a warning, but is full of provocation and irony.

As she spoke, a large amount of burnt and smelly black smoke suddenly emerged, evolving into an endless cloud that swept across the sky. The cloud was vast and surging, like a horizontal barrier that divided the space into two halves. Inside, a dark and stinking swamp was vaguely visible, and all kinds of ugly demons were biting at thousands of human phantoms, as if it was a gluttonous feast.

"They are all the souls of the victims." Seeing the clothes and accessories on those figures, everyone suddenly realized that these were the former residents of Centria, and they were still being imprisoned and tortured.

……

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"Stay away, stay away!"

More than ten kilometers away, the expeditionary force was fleeing rapidly. Only a small part of the aftermath of the battle in the distance reached here, but it was still violent enough. The ground was shaking like waves, and deep gullies were cracked.

Buildings swayed and collapsed, but fortunately everyone had their own magical powers and were able to leap and fly amid the ruins.

From time to time, people turned back and looked at the figures fighting fiercely in the sky, feeling dizzy and shaken.

"Such power is simply..." Bai Ziyuan, who has always been good at talking, now feels his mouth dry and is at a loss for words.

Swinging out a knife-like gust of wind, Zhu Mingyao cut open the collapsed wall in front of him. He rushed forward without looking back, and said in a calm tone: "If you want to see it, you can ask the leaders to show you how to do it when you pay your New Year's greetings to them. As for now, you'd better just run away!"

"That's not right!" Bai Ziyuan jumped over a bunch of twisted lamp posts and rolled his eyes thoughtfully.

"You look a little strange, you must be hiding something?" he said with certainty.

The understanding is mutual. After everyone has been playing together for so long, Bai Ziyuan keenly smelled some unusual clues.

"You really have a dog nose." Zhu Mingyao cursed with a smile, then let out a long breath and suppressed his confused thoughts.

He suddenly stopped, looked back at the battlefield, and said solemnly: "Go and meet up with Brother Qi Yue and the others, and take the magic weapon for our identification."

As he spoke, he took out a jade ring that shone with a cool glow. It was awarded by the Chamber of Commerce before he came here. Large organizations naturally have clear orders in their operations, and this kind of thing is standard equipment.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Ziyuan instinctively realized that he had to act alone.

"To complete an important task..." After leaving behind an unclear telepathic message, Zhu Mingyao's body blurred for a moment, and then his expression became slightly indifferent and stiff. It was obvious that he had left behind an illusion, and his real body instantly went far away.

Among the thick white frost and snow, strange monsters were trapped in the ice. Waves of violent fluctuations shook the earth, and the ice sculptures shattered into pieces. The splashing frost marks outlined a transparent shadow in the air.

"I seem to have some impression of this guy." Zhu Mingyao maintained his escape technique and carefully examined the unusually majestic hellhound that he had killed in the fierce battle in front of the mine.

A relatively fresh memory flashed through his mind. It was about a werewolf shaman who died in the hands of a mysterious man in the mountains.

"Uncle Lai and the others were right in their estimation. Sure enough, a fish has come in and wants to take advantage of the situation. I hope everything goes well."

(End of this chapter)