Chapter 81 Preacher

The dozen or so men and women in the tavern were all stunned.

Uptown? Law enforcement?

Although the fortress clearing team is stationed on the 49th floor, a law enforcement team suddenly came from the upper city and shouted about routine inspections. Isn’t it... too outrageous?

On the circular sofa in the corner, several Wanlijin gang members stared at Wang Jixuan, gripping the handles of the pistols in their arms.

Taoist Wang was not afraid of this.

There was no other reason. He just had a lot of Vajra Talismans on him, the newly made ones made of green paper, and he was also wearing a bulletproof vest.

He looked around and found several men and women whose souls were infected by evil spirits. He sneered and said calmly:
“I received a report that you have an illegal gathering here.

"In accordance with the legal regulations within the fortress prohibiting unregistered religions from holding gatherings of more than six people, I am going to search your place. Please cooperate."

"This sir!"

In the corner, a middle-aged man with a sinister face stood up and said with a smile:
"Although this may be a little presumptuous, we are all good people here at Wanlijin... Can I see your ID?"

The young woman next to him suddenly took out a pistol from under the table and shot Wang Jixuan.

boom!
Taoist Wang had dozens of ways to dodge this standard-caliber bullet, but he chose to follow the inertia of the bullet, holding down the Vajra Talisman, getting 'shot' in the back, and falling forward.

The tavern fell silent in an instant.

Most people showed anxiety on their faces, and two young girls looked pale and trembling all over.

The middle-aged man looked at the woman who fired the gun and glared at her:

"Guang Siyao, what are you doing? The law enforcement team! The law enforcement team from the upper city!"

The woman's pupils were flashing light green. She did not respond to the man's growl, but tilted her head to look at Wang Jixuan.

Calm, cold and eerie.

She raised her hand to shoot Wang Jixuan again, but a middle-aged man rushed over and punched the woman in the face.

The woman fell onto the sofa and raised her hand to fire another shot.

puff!
A bloody hole appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead and his body fell limply.

The surrounding gang members were stunned for two seconds, but immediately drew their guns and pointed them at the woman. One of them pulled the trigger with red eyes, and several people shot at the same time!
The woman's body was riddled with bullets, but she still managed to raise her hand to shoot Wang Jixuan who was lying on the ground.

Wang Jixuan stood up straight.

The woman fell to the ground, slowly stopped breathing, and her right hand fell down weakly.

But her eyes were still open, her expression was very calm, and the light green light in her eyes did not fade.

"As expected, the soul has been corroded beyond recognition. It is not just simply infected by evil spirits. If it is like this..."

Taoist Wang narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the corner, three men and two women suddenly grabbed wine bottles and knives, jumped over the coffee table, jumped over the sofa, and rushed straight towards Wang Jixuan.

A rapid sound of breaking through the air was heard!
Blood suddenly exploded from the back of these people's necks!
A few nuts with blood stains were embedded in the wall covered with pink wallpaper.

Those gang members obviously had a brain short circuit and stared at Wang Jixuan blankly.

What is this operation?
Wang Jixuan said calmly:
"The cleanup team will be here soon. I suggest you drop your weapons and go to the door and squat with your hands on your head."

He pulled out two large-caliber pistols from the back of his belt, checked the magazines, and loaded the bullets.

Then, Taoist Wang turned his head and looked at the gang members:
"Please tell the purge troops that they won't have to kill those who I spared."

A burly gangster held his head in his hands in a daze. Just as he was about to squat down slowly, he was kicked by someone next to him.

Wang Jixuan ignored these ordinary people and walked straight to the wooden door on the left side of the bar. He kicked it open and rushed into the corridor extending downwards.

A few seconds later.

Gunfire rang out from below, like the beat of a dance drum.

These gang members seemed to have just woken up from their dream.

"Fuck! He, he he he!"

"How about we just stay put? Will the cleanup troops really come?"

"He was shot just now and he's okay? Ah, it should be a bulletproof vest."

"How did they die...was it the nut? Is the nut embedded in the wall the legendary one?"

"Black wind!"

"Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about! Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"I've noticed a long time ago that there's something wrong with the party they're organizing. It's really weird!"

The gunfire continued and moved rapidly beneath their feet.

The gang members looked at each other, turned around and called out to the men and women hiding in the corner, walked to the door of the tavern, leaned against the wall, and squatted in unison with their heads in their hands.

Just a few meters below them.

boom!
Bullets accompanied by blood flew out from behind the head of the old man with light green eyes. The old man leaned against the double doors of the casino and slowly fell limp.

In the passage next to it, there were more than a dozen bodies lying in a mess, each carrying a gun.

Wang Jixuan didn't bring many bullets with him. He put the pistol back into the gun bag, slowly unfastened the ball belt bag on his back, took out the three-section gun barrel and tightened it, and checked the talisman reserves on his body.

The gun body lit up with intricate patterns.

The sound of multiple people humming could be heard from behind the door.

Taoist Wang kicked the corpse aside, opened the door a crack, and squeezed in.

It is rare to find such a magnificent hall in the lower city of the fortress. If you can find one, it is most likely a high-end casino.

——In fact, casinos are also the main business of the Wanlijin Gang.

The tables and chairs in this casino were moved to the corners on both sides, leaving the huge red carpet in the middle empty. Men and women, dressed either simply or elegantly, were sitting cross-legged on the ground, singing soothing tunes, their bodies swaying slowly to the tunes.

There was happiness and ecstasy on their faces.

A kind-faced old lady sat right in front of the crowd.

The old lady sat on a half-meter-high stage, wearing a white long dress, and looked kindly at the "believers" in front of her.

There was a strong middle-aged man beside her, who was staring at Wang Jixuan with a pair of green vertical pupils.

Along with the singing, light green waves surged towards Wang Jixuan.

"Can you unite these corrupted mortal souls and launch a mental attack together?"

"Although its power is far inferior to the entry-level magic sound evil technique..."

'A unique little demon.'

Taoist Wang held the spear vertically in his right hand, raised it three inches, and brought it down heavily.

when!
A blue shock wave visible to the naked eye spread forward, and a dozen people closest to the door were directly knocked over.

The green waves collapsed one after another, the chanting stopped, and many people lowered their heads and retched.

The old lady in the center of the stage opened her eyes.

Under the spotlight, her face looked even kinder, but her reflection on the stage was extremely hideous, like a giant moth.

The old lady said in a gentle voice: "Child, are you also having difficulties?"

"Is your crystal core still there?"

Wang Jixuan stared at the old woman with clear eyes:

"Can you lend it to me? I can use it."

The old woman's expression froze instantly.

The sturdy man jumped off the stage, and one by one the 'believers' stood up and turned to look at Wang Jixuan.

Under the abundant light here, the eyes of these people glowed green and their expressions became increasingly ferocious.

Taoist Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and grasped the last nut with his left hand.

"These murders are not my fault."

The left hand suddenly swung forward! There was a sound of breaking through the air!
Rows of blood mist appeared among the crowd!
The sturdy man roared and rushed forward, his body looking like it was about to explode.

What a monster!
Wang Jixuan rushed forward with gun in hand!
……

Three minutes later.

Zheng Shiduo, Wan Xiaoqi, Lin Bo, and Lin Yong arrived at the door of the tavern. Looking at the group of men and women squatting with their heads in their hands, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Already done?"

Wan Xiaoqi whispered:
"It seems like you don't need to fight at all, Captain Zheng."

The corners of Zheng Shiduo's mouth twitched a few times. He ignored the little woman who liked to cheat by stuffing paper balls into her mouth and kicked open the door of the tavern in front of him.

The smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

Zheng Shiduo glanced at the corpses on both sides, walked to the side calmly, and removed the nuts embedded in the wall.

Although Wan Xiaoqi had seen the Blade Beast battlefield several times, he was still a little frightened when he saw these staring corpses in this dark environment, and subconsciously moved closer to Lin Bo and Lin Yong behind him.

Wan Xiaoqi asked in a low voice: "These are all..."

"They died in gang fighting."

Zheng Shiduo spoke calmly, raised his hand and gestured, and the soldiers of the purge unit rushed in.

Lin Bo said: "We can go down this way."

"Xiao Qi, wait here!"

Zheng Shiduo shrugged his nose:
"The following picture may affect your good impression of the officer's boyfriend."

Wan Xiaoqi rolled his eyes: "What's the matter? I've been to the Blade Beast battlefield."

"Come on then. Lin Bo, keep an eye on her. Lin Yong, you stay at the entrance. No one is allowed to approach this place without my permission... No need to take weapons. I only smell the scent of a living person."

Zheng Shiduo sighed softly and took Lin Bo and Wan Xiaoqi into the corridor downwards.

Two bodies lay in the corner with guns on them.

When they walked down the stairs and turned the corner, Wan Xiaoqi's pretty face turned a little pale.

The passage leading to the casino, which was only a dozen meters wide, was littered with human corpses.

Most of the bodies had bloody holes on their foreheads, and the walls were covered with paintings made up of bullet holes, blood, and brain matter.

"I told you not to come down," Zheng Shiduo curled his lips.

Wan Xiaoqi pursed his lips and said nothing, lowered his head and followed Zheng Shiduolinbo to the double doors at the end.

Lin Bo pulled the door slightly, and the two doors fell outward at the same time, scaring the three people so much that they jumped left and right.

Bang!
Behind the door panel was a basic Mimic Blade Beast, which was much stronger than the Mimic Blade Beast they had killed before.

Its hind legs were still stuck on the sturdy man's back, the conjunctiva on its head had been shattered, and most of its mouthparts had been blown off. It was dead as hell.

Looking inside along the bodies of the blade beast and the strong man...

"Ugh!" Wan Xiaoqi turned his head and retched.

Lin Bo also looked pale.

Zheng Shiduo smiled morbidly, looking at the person on the stage who was concentrating on studying the strange blade beast as if no one was around...

Taoist Wang.

"Don't get me wrong," Wang Jixuan's voice came, "I'm not killing innocent people. The souls of these people have merged with this blade beast. Even if I were stronger, I wouldn't be able to save them."

Lin Bo immediately said: "Understood!"

Zheng Shiduo suddenly let out a light exclamation and stared at the blade beast in front of Wang Jixuan.

This thing is still based on the Mimic Blade Beast, but its body is more "petite", with two huge wings on its back, and vertical pupil-shaped patterns on the wings.

"Preacher! Damn! You killed a preacher!"

Zheng Shiduo suddenly howled, glared and shouted, then tiptoed over the pile of corpses in front of him and rushed to the blade beast.

He turned his head and glared at Wang Jixuan: "You, you killed it?"

"otherwise?"

Taoist Wang curled his lips.

This thing is indeed tricky, specializing in mental shock and soul control, constantly trying to disturb his mind.

但这玩儏儿… …

Taoist Wang's residual soul just lacks soul power, it's not like he has lost his Taoist realm or forgotten all the spells. He has faced heavenly tribulations and fought against the inner tribulations of heavenly tribulations. This level of mental control is a bit too childish.

"Its body is not strong, but it is good at bewitching people. You can kill it if you get close to it."

Wang Jixuan explained briefly and asked softly, "Do you want to take a picture?"

"Can I leave a memory?"

Zheng Shiduo shouted excitedly, took out the communicator he carried with him, squatted beside this "fluttering moth", raised his hand to make a "yeah" gesture, and took a few selfies.

Lin Bo and Wan Xiaoqi tiptoed here and inevitably stepped on blood.

Wan Xiaoqi also took a few photos.

Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Fortunately, he was smart. After digging out the crystal core of this thing, he pushed its skull back.

He specially used three magic-sealing talismans to seal the colorful crystal core.

After half a minute, Master Wang reminded:
"Let's not waste too much time. There should be one or two more Mimic Blade Beasts on this floor. Keep looking... I'll burn it."

"This is an extremely precious specimen!"

Zheng Shiduo sighed:
"It has happened before, a preacher took down an entire fortress. This kind of blade beast rarely appears."

Wang Jixuan remained unmoved. He put his hands together and raised his sword fingers, directly activating the True Fire Talisman that he had secretly stuffed into the body of the blade beast.

Balls of enchanting white flames lit up, the blade beast's body melted rapidly, and streams of spiritual energy dissipated and were secretly absorbed by Wang Jixuan.

"Let's go..."

Ding Ding!

The communicator in Zheng Shiduo's hand rang twice.

Zheng Shiduo looked up at Wang Jixuan with a serious expression.

"broken."

"how?"

"The House of Psychic Power suddenly issued a Level 3 warning of a blade beast attack. The fortress activated the various levels of the closed system. Psychics can now move freely within the fortress!"

Wang Jixuan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

This may indicate that their battle in the lower city has been known to the psychics of the Thirteenth Institute.

Wan Xiaoqi cursed: "These bastards not only don't help but also come to cause trouble!"

"It's not just a simple matter of causing trouble," Wang Jixuan said, "It should be..."

goo—

In the northwest, quite far away, the call of the young kingworm suddenly came, followed by a shrill scream!

Wow--

Wang Jixuan pressed his forehead with his left hand and could not help but groan. His spiritual consciousness was actually attacked from a distance!

The young kingworm is so strong? Is it seeking revenge because the preacher was killed?
But the baby kingworm is too far away from here, and it is impossible for him to get hurt...

Taoist Master Wang was confused.
A beeping alarm sounded from Wan Xiaoqi's body. She took out a pocket watch-like instrument, took a look, and shouted:
"The commander's condition is problematic! Isn't the team already retreating? The commander is unconscious!"

Wang Jixuan looked up suddenly.

Because he had just suffered an attack from the young king worm, there were bloodshot streaks in his eyes, his nostrils were trembling slightly, and his expression was indeed a little scary.

(End of this chapter)

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