After drawing cards, the evil god became my source of吐槽 (tu cao, a form of humorous commentary/criti

Chapter 107 Large-scale Mysterious Shopping Mall (11)

His new gaze was colder than a blade.

She didn't need to think at all; she spoke almost instinctively:
"Agreement? Get lost."

Who would be so crazy as to cooperate with the mysterious?

Does this thing understand human nature?

These two words were like sparks thrown into a powder keg.

The air on the battlefield suddenly became tense.

The enigmatic smile on A-level's face slowly faded, the human-like expression in his eyes vanished completely, and he lightly tapped his fingertips.

The protective shield that enveloped the sky suddenly tightened, emitting a dull tremor, as if pressing the battlefield into an airtight coffin, making even breathing difficult.

"Then...you can all die."

His deep voice boomed in everyone's ears.

Before the words were even finished, dozens of mysterious creatures inside the protective shield roared simultaneously, like a pack of wild beasts that had been starving for days pouncing on their prey.

They were faster than any of their kind they had ever seen before, and their movements were as unpredictable as fleeting afterimages.

The claw blades made a whistling sound as they sliced ​​through the air, tearing at the eardrums, carrying a chilling killing intent.

But upon closer inspection, these strange things are very mechanical, like puppets.

Holly was the first to act.

In the firelight, five hundred burning longswords rose into the air, their tips pointing in all directions.

The sword shadows transformed into an impenetrable sword formation, each swing precisely piercing through the first wave of charging shadows.

Sword and claw clashed, sparks and blood mist exploded simultaneously, and the air was filled with the scorching smell of burning and the stench of decay.

The dragon darted out from the side like a bolt of lightning.

He immediately took out his longsword, imbued it with flames, and with a single stroke, cleaved a monster that was lunging at him in half at the waist.

However, as the monster was cleaved in two, the sharp, sickle-like bone blade on its arm also tore open the dragon's shoulder.

Blood gushed out immediately, staining the hilt of the knife along his arm and soaking half of his clothes.

"team leader!"

Yunji roared angrily, immediately abandoning his immediate target and turning to block another sneaky creature that had taken advantage of the situation for Youlong.

However, he was still a beat too slow.

A jet-black tentacle curled up from behind and slammed into his chest.

A dull, teeth-grinding sound, as if bones were being directly cracked.

He groaned, staggered back three steps from the shock, his face instantly turning pale and his breathing becoming rapid.

On the other side, five agents without superpowers stood guard beside the metal sphere containing the survivors.

They originally only needed to deal with a few low-level mysteries that slipped through the net, but the A-level mysteries seemed to have deliberately torn open a gap, sending out a group of slender, extremely fast monsters to rush straight at them.

"Stop them!"

The agents immediately raised their guns and fired, but the bullets sparked against the monster's carapace and failed to penetrate.

In the brief lull between shots, the two mysterious creatures broke through the defenses almost simultaneously.

Blood splattered on the cold surface of the metal sphere.

An agent was slashed diagonally from the shoulder to the waist by a claw blade, his body ripped open as if a bloody gash had been torn open. He fell heavily to the ground, panting heavily.

Another agent's arm was ripped off, the bone and flesh a gruesome sight in the firelight. The rest of the team fired desperately, barely managing to force the monster back half a step.

An Jing's heart tightened when she saw this scene.

She immediately hurled the fallen detective at him.

The card transformed into a human figure in mid-air.

The doctor in the video.

"Save someone quickly."

"Damn it," the shadow doctor's voice rang out, filled with disdain and impatience, "You actually want me to save humans? Have you lost your mind?"

An Jing rolled her eyes, her tone full of disdain: "Stop talking nonsense. It's not like it's the first time you've saved someone. What are you pretending for?"

The shadow doctor scoffed, but his shadow had already burrowed into the wound like fine threads. Black tentacles moved swiftly through the flesh, stitching together severed blood vessels and muscles with precise and rapid movements, as if weaving an invisible net.

In less than half a minute, the agent's bleeding was completely stopped, his breathing gradually stabilized, and his complexion regained some color.

An Jing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he noticed that the A-level Mystic was still standing at the edge of the battlefield, its expression calm to the point of being indifferent. Even as lower-level Mystics continued to die, there was no fluctuation in its eyes; instead, it seemed to be calculating something.

It's leaving.

An Jing suddenly realized this.

"New! Youlong! It's trying to run away!"

Sure enough, the A-level mysterious figure turned slightly and walked leisurely towards the edge of the protective shield.

An Jing's eyes instantly sharpened. After getting them into this mess, they still want to get away unscathed?

Go dream!

She took a deep breath, and her mental energy instantly converged into an invisible dagger, stabbing fiercely into the deepest part of that consciousness.

The mental clash was silent, yet it brought a piercing, unbearable pain.

The A-level figure paused in his mysterious movements, his dark eyes suddenly sharpening as he locked onto An Jing. The air around him seemed to freeze the moment he did so.

It didn't want to provoke the Primal Source Carrier, since in its view, the person carrying the Primal Source would die sooner or later.

But the human in front of it... she already possesses the ability to threaten it.

This threat must be eliminated in advance.

If it grows up, then...

A thick, dark mist suddenly burst forth from its body, like water boiling instantly, transforming into a silent giant serpent that lunged straight at An Jing.

"An Jing!"

Ignoring his injuries, Youlong swung his arms violently, unleashing flames that burned everything away, forcefully burning a gap in the black mist.

But a wisp of that black mist still managed to get into An Jing's body.

It was cold and damp, as if someone had submerged her consciousness in the deep sea.

An Jing's brow furrowed, but he remained calm.

She spread her mental energy outwards, like casting an invisible fishing net, searching inch by inch for the exact location of that unfamiliar aura.

Both sides possess mental abilities and are currently pulling against each other.

A chilling aura lingered in her mind, causing An Jing to tremble uncontrollably.

【roll. 】

The system then released its oppressive aura, startling the mysterious creature into immediately retreating and fleeing in panic.

What, what is that?!
"found it."

An Jingze curled her lips and suddenly pulled out another card.

The woman with the paper umbrella.

The surge in mental strength doubled the power of the paper umbrella woman.

A bright red figure appeared the instant the card shattered. She held a blood-red oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella slowly rotating, like a flower blooming in blood.

"Help me," An Jing whispered.

The woman with the paper umbrella curled her lips into a chilling smile. Without asking any further questions, she flicked her wrist, and the air sliced ​​through by the umbrella ribs seemed to be cut open, instantly creating a rift behind An Jing.

"hiss--!"

A piercing scream rang out from the black mist; it was the sound of an A-level mystery being forced to reveal itself.

At that moment, the air vibrated, the firelight flickered, and a cold light flashed in An Jing's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, An Jing issued orders.

"Kill it."

Upon receiving the order, the woman with the paper umbrella, her bright red lips curving into a smile, charged toward the A-rank mysterious creature.

The mysterious creature stared at the woman with the paper umbrella, as if it had suddenly remembered something.

"Xiao'er..."

(End of this chapter)