Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 441 440 Thunder and Shadow

Feng Xiuhu was shocked and turned around to grab the attacker's hand: "How did you figure that out?"

Shadow and Feng Xiuhu faced each other, stunned: "Konat Chen was executed; this was reported in the church's internal newspapers..."

Feng Xiuhu slapped his forehead: "Oh dear, I was careless again! Actually, my name is Vadragio—is it too late to change it now?"

The shadow's response was equally straightforward: "The Breath of Winter, chilling to the bone!"

Bang!
With a muffled bang, countless sharp icicles pierced through Feng Xiuhu's body.

Feng Xiuhu glared at him: "If you don't want me to change it, then you don't want me to change it. Why did you suddenly take action?"

His figure vanished into the mist, only to reappear behind the shadow in the blink of an eye.

The shadow swiftly disappeared into the ground, and as it made a move to create distance, it felt someone pulling it. Looking back, it saw Feng Xiuhu standing on a corner of the shadow, and the shadow had been stretched into a line.

"How can it be!"

The shadow was horrified at the sight, for this had clearly exceeded the capabilities expected of the Mist Priest.

Feng Xiuhu grabbed his cane and chopped it down, instantly slicing a long gash in the shadow beneath his feet.

Shadow groaned in pain, not having time to think further, and immediately released the spell, revealing his true form next to Zijin She.

The man, dressed in a bishop's robe, clutched his shoulder and glared hatefully at Feng Xiuhu.

Blood seeped from between his fingers on his shoulder; it was a recent injury inflicted by Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu's smile faded as he looked at Zi Jinshe: "You still haven't answered my question—why is Gao Gong here?"

Zi Jinshe chuckled in a deep voice: "You know perfectly well why you're asking this. Since you were sent to investigate this place, you must have been acting on the orders of the church. Why ask such a trivial question?"

Feng Xiuhu was confused: "Are we talking about the same thing?"

Zi Jinshe shook her head and said, "If the Mist Church wants a share of the pie, they should just talk it out. Why make things so unpleasant by fighting?"

He paused, then looked at the Night Bishop beside him: "But as mentioned before, even if the profits are to be distributed, they will come from your Night Church. Our Jingzhe Temple has not leaked any information, so it is naturally none of our business."

The Night Bishop said urgently, "The news didn't leak from us either."

Zi Jinshe pointed at Feng Xiuhu across from her: "No matter how it was leaked, it's something you taught yourselves."

The Night Bishop also looked over, his gloomy eyes seeming to want to see right through Feng Xiuhu: "...Who exactly sent you?"

Feng Xiuhu leaned on his cane and slowly stepped forward. This posture did not seem like a prelude to a fight. Although the bishop was wary, he did not stop him.

Feng Xiuhu approached the two men, his face expressionless, and said, "Never mind who sent me, can you two explain to me what you're talking about?"

Zi Jinshe's expression changed slightly: "You didn't know?"

The Night Bishop exclaimed with delight, "I knew the news hadn't leaked!"

Snapped!
Feng Xiuhu slapped him away, wiping the smile that had just appeared on his face: "I'm asking you a question!"

Swah——

Zi Jinshe reacted the fastest. The moment Feng Xiuhu made his move, he moved as well, sweeping his spear diagonally across Feng Xiuhu's waist.

Feng Xiuhu's figure vanished into mist once more, but when he reappeared, he sensed something amiss. Looking down, he saw blue arcs entwined around his waist and abdomen.

Zi Jinshe made a hand seal and shouted, "Thunder!"

Feng Xiuhu looked up in astonishment, and subconsciously replied: "The Heaven-Collapse and Earth-Sinking Purple-Gold Hammer?"

Boom! !
A bolt of lightning erupted from beneath his feet, instantly piercing through Feng Xiuhu.

When the lightning subsided, Feng Xiuhu was nowhere to be found.

The bishop of the night shouted a reminder: "He's down there!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a shadow spread out beneath Zi Jinshe's feet, and a cane emerged, piercing straight into Zi Jinshe's groin.

Fortunately, the Night Bishop warned her in time, and Zi Jinshe flashed to the high wall, accompanied by lightning. "This is impossible!"

The Night Bishop was stunned by Feng Xiuhu: "How could he know the Night Church's spells?"

Zi Jinshe shouted from the wall: "Bishop Jeffrey, watch out!"

As he gave the warning, he didn't forget to cast a spell, and another bolt of lightning struck the feet of Feng Xiuhu, who had just emerged from the shadows—he was about to take down Jeffrey Zhang first, but this lightning interrupted his steps.

Jeffrey Zhang finally snapped out of his daze and darted to the wall in a flash, turning into a shadow.

Feng Xiuhu looked down and saw that the blue arc wrapped around his waist and abdomen had not yet dissipated.

Its presence did not cause Feng Xiuhu any pain; it was more like a mark—clearly, after learning that he came from the Mist Church, Zi Jinshe had already devised a strategy to deal with it.

Jeffrey Zhang had now sorted out his thoughts and quickly said to Zijin She, who was standing on the wall, "He doesn't know what's in Zizai City yet. We can't let him leave alive."

Coincidentally, Feng Xiuhu had the same idea. He said to Shunzi, who hadn't been able to get involved, "These two have discovered my secret. We need to silence them as soon as possible and not let them escape."

Shunzi licked his lips and sized up the two people opposite him: "Brother, which one do you want?"

Feng Xiuhu set his sights on Jeffrey Zhang: "Leave the easy target to me. That guy from Jingzhe Temple is like a monkey, always thrashing around. You just need to hold him off."

Shunzi grinned: "I can break his bones! Let's see if he still dares to struggle."

Jeffrey looked a little embarrassed: "An easy target?"

With a flick of his sleeve, a phantom image of a spellbook appeared before him. As the pages turned rapidly, starlight-like array nodes quickly formed around him.

The temperature plummeted, and huge black runes appeared on the ground beneath everyone's feet. The magical energy fluctuations became increasingly intense, and shadows spread out, covering the entire surrounding landscape in darkness.

The sudden change made Shunzi a little nervous. When she turned around, Feng Xiuhu was already gone.

"Where are you looking!"

A loud shout rang in his ears. In the darkness, Shunzi caught a glimpse of a blue light flashing towards him out of the corner of his eye. Without thinking, he grabbed his hunting rifle and swung it at the source.

When——!
After a loud clang of metal striking metal, Shunzi finally saw that it was Zijin She who had ambushed him.

Zi Jinshe was even more astonished. His hand holding the gun went slightly numb, and he couldn't help but re-examine the big man in front of him.

"He is the Mist Priest, and what are you? A member of the Divine Guard?"

"It's your own grandfather!"

With a whoosh, the bullet was chambered, and Shunzi raised his gun and fired.

boom!
Flames spewed out, but only struck the lingering afterimage of the lightning.

Almost instantly, Zijin She appeared behind Shunzi with one hand on the ground, the tip of her spear crackling with electricity as she stabbed into Shunzi's heart from behind.

When——!
Another loud bang, and Shunzi staggered forward two steps.

Zi Jinshe was taken aback: "You're wearing armor underneath?"

Shunzi was angry—he could feel the lead plate right behind him being smashed.

Shunzi then took a heavy step.

thump.

Zi Jinshe suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders, as if an invisible burden was pressing down on her.

Shunzi took a second step, and there was another dull thud.

With the pressure on her shoulders increasing sharply, Zi Jinshe finally realized that things were not going well.

He quickly made a hand seal to activate his magic power, preparing to withdraw temporarily, but at this moment Shunzi's third step also landed.

Boom!
In the darkness, her footing gave way, and Zijin She immediately fell.

(End of this chapter)