You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 197: Tamamonomae, is she not planning to attend this feast?
It was not just the people of the White-Red Empire who were puzzled by the actions of their command department.

Even the people of other empires were bewildered.

This time, Chu He released two super evil spirits directly into the city of Xinwudao, causing widespread damage and destruction.

From the perspective of the White-Red Empire, it is indeed necessary to confront Chuhe.

However, the decision made by the White-Red Empire gave people the feeling that they wanted to perish together with Chuhe.

Chu He stood on the rooftop of the building, looking at the strange flying objects flying in the sky.
They flapped their huge wings, like mutated, deformed giant birds.

Those black barrels that kept falling down,

As soon as it appeared, it was covered by Chu He's spiritual power, which contained a strange power compressed to the extreme.

"Is the White-Red Empire planning to throw in the towel with me? Do you really think you can hurt me with such courage?"

Chu He smiled contemptuously.

One after another, large black barrels fell from the sky.

The moment it hit the ground, the wooden barrel shattered immediately, and a thick black fog gushed out, instantly covering the area.

"Who dropped this strange weapon? Are you crazy? We are still in Shinyajima City and haven't evacuated yet."

"Is it an enemy attack?"

"It's not an enemy attack, it's our own people. Look at the strange flying objects flying in the sky. They have the logo of the White and Red Empire on them."

Many warriors who were busy searching for survivors also noticed that an ominous aura was rapidly approaching.

So they all raised their heads and looked towards the sky, only to see large black barrels falling down continuously.

They have all received systematic training in the White-Red Empire.
He is well aware of the strange weapons currently in the possession of the White-Red Empire.

So when I saw the wooden barrel and the strange flying object, after a brief moment of shock, I was able to tell them apart.

This is exactly what was sent by their White and Red Empire.

However, such a large-scale lethal and strange force does not distinguish between friend and foe.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, it will not be used actively.
But why did they use it directly this time without even giving them a chance to withdraw?

All the warriors in Shinyajima City couldn't figure it out.

"We need to evacuate immediately, otherwise we will definitely be dragged into it."

"But what about those innocent people?"

"If you don't leave, can you protect those people?"

After a brief hesitation, many warriors
They made the most rational decision at the moment and ran towards the border of Shinyajima City, wanting to leave as quickly as possible.

Under that gloomy sky,

Black barrels fell endlessly from the sky like messengers of doom.

Every impact was accompanied by a dull and desperate echo.

The rupture of these huge barrels is not a simple physical disintegration, but the detonation of the strange energy hidden within.

Puffs of dark mist suddenly broke free, intertwining and entwining.
It quickly expanded into an unprecedented smog storm.
It contains an indescribable chill and evil, wreaking havoc in every corner of Shinyajima City.

This haze is not an ordinary thing. It carries a supernatural heaviness and coldness.

Able to devour all warmth and vitality.

As it spreads wildly,
A huge black mushroom cloud slowly rose above the area where the bombs were most densely dropped.

It does not carry the fury of blazing flames, but instead releases an extremely cold force that can freeze the soul.

This force penetrated into the air silently, making the whole city seem to be paused.
Time froze at this moment, leaving only the endlessly spreading gray-black frost.

On the surface of the building, the original colorful colors were replaced by layers of thick gray-black frost.

They covered silently until all outlines were blurred, leaving only a dead silver-gray. On the street, the warriors who tried to escape trembled in the cold wind, and every step seemed extremely difficult.

Some of them stopped suddenly while running, just because of the frost spreading from their feet.
It has quietly deprived them of the sensation in their lower bodies.

They looked down and saw that their legs had been replaced by indestructible ice crystals. As their bodies lost balance,

The whole person was like a broken sculpture, scattered all over the ground and turned into gray-black dust.

What is even more frightening is that the speed of this frost's invasion is beyond imagination.

Even the struggle and resistance of the upper body became futile in the blink of an eye.

When the warriors' bodies fell heavily on the cold ground,

The once vibrant fire of life was completely extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Only outlines carved by frost remain, quietly telling of the despair and tragedy of this place.

The same fate befell those people hiding in the dark.

Fear and despair were intertwined in their eyes, but they were powerless to change the inevitable outcome.

As the building collapsed, more innocent lives were lost.
The gray-black frost is like the god of death's scythe, ruthlessly reaping all life.

The entire city of Shinyajima,

at this moment,
Dragged into another dimension, a horrible world ruled by absolute zero and strange haze.

"This kind of weird weapon of mass destruction is too terrifying. How is it different from the work of evil spirits?"

"At least maybe death won't be so painful."

"The White-Red Empire is simply insane. They want to kill Chu He, so why don't they even spare the people of their own empire?"

These are netizens from all over the world.
For the first time, I intuitively felt the terrifying scene caused by this super-strong, large-scale and strange attack.
While being amazed, one is also horrified by the ruthlessness of the White-Red Empire.

"I'm afraid this is just an appetizer. The White-Red Empire must have other tricks up its sleeve for me."

Chu He slowly lowered his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is a solid and dry rooftop.
But now it has been quietly eroded by the strange river water.

The water level gradually rose until it completely enveloped his body.

This river water is not like anything in the mortal world. It brings a chill that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

It can freeze the soul, and every flow is accompanied by the sound of tiny ice cracking, which is particularly harsh in the silence.

In addition to the biting cold, there was also an indescribable stench in the air.

The smell was a mixture of corruption, dampness and unknown fear, making people's stomachs churn involuntarily.

In the middle of this cursed river, an incredible figure slowly appeared.
It seems like the most twisted nightmare in nature.
It combines the sharpness of a bird's beak, the flexibility of a frog's limbs, the agility of a monkey's body, and the hardness of a turtle's shell.
Every part reveals a weirdness and horror that does not belong to this world.

Its movements were slow and powerful, and every swing caused ripples.
And the surging river water comes from the endless darkness and weirdness within it.

Swish swish!
All around, on top of several tall buildings, stood the most elegant members of the aristocratic vampire families of the Lighthouse Empire.

They stand tall and straight, with pale faces, and their eyes gleam with desire for prey and confidence in their strength.

With their arrival, a strong smell of blood began to condense in the air.
It gradually turned into a light blood mist, like a veil in the morning light, but carrying a deadly temptation.

This blood mist is a unique domain of vampires.

Not only does it enhance their senses and strength, it also makes their movements as elusive as ghosts.

"Tamamonomae, are you planning to attend this feast?"

A voice broke the silence around.
It comes from a handsome boy, whose steps seem leisurely.
In fact, every step is precisely stepped on a certain invisible rhythm.
Revealing a kind of detached temperament.

(End of this chapter)