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Chapter 71 [Corpses and Armored Soldiers]

The voice just fell.

He Manhe has disappeared.

This time it's truly invisible in a physical sense.

Even though Fang Qingyu had actually put his hand on her neck, he only managed to grasp a wisp of air.

On the other side of the banquet hall.

"Is someone blocking the door from the outside?"

"It's probably some kind of kidnapping gang that's targeting one of our people."

"Whose cell phone has a signal? Even if we can't get out, we can't just sit here and do nothing. We should call for help."

"Did anyone bring a flashlight?!"

The scene was chaotic at first, but after being guided by others, everyone gradually calmed down. After all, it was just a power outage and the door was locked.

Nothing unusual happened.

“Something’s wrong”

The group of people who were with Qi Hao at the beginning stood in front of the door with grim expressions.

It's understandable that an ordinary person couldn't push it open.

With their near-supernatural strength, they could slowly blast open even an iron gate.

And this door in front of us.
Yet it left no trace whatsoever, let alone opened it.

"Let's calm the crowd down first. If something happens to ordinary people while we're here, we won't be able to escape responsibility afterward."

One of the believers offered a suggestion.

"Alright, Brother Ma, you take the lead?"

In the darkness, someone took out a lighter and handed it to Ma Zhe, who was standing next to him.

Ma Zhe was the person in charge of this banquet.

He is also a martial arts apprentice who has entered the elite class.

He took it instinctively.

"Uh, okay."

"Snapped--"

With a flick of his finger, he lit the lighter.

A beam of light emerged from the pitch-black hall.

"Everyone, please gather over here."

Ma Zhe focused his energy in his throat and spoke loudly.

Everyone present inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly being plunged into darkness evokes fear, a basic human instinct, but the presence of light from someone brings a sense of peace.

"Follow the light, let's come this way. Don't worry, we've already called for help, someone will be here soon."

While guiding the crowd, Ma Zhe told a small lie to try to avoid causing panic among them.

Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, he won't be able to explain himself.

The guests present may not know each other, but they certainly know who Marx is.

Therefore, they all obediently moved closer to them.

Qi Hao also pulled Lin Wanqing along, and they walked towards the only light from the edge of the crowd.

But we haven't reached the more spacious front yet.

He suddenly heard a strange rustling sound, and immediately turned his head to look. In a daze, he seemed to see a dark shadow dart past him.

"what!"

Qi Hao shouted sternly.

Everyone was startled by him.

"Rat, what are you doing?!"

Ma Zhe, who was walking at the front, turned around and immediately asked in an annoyed tone.

It was quite a feat to calm the crowd down.

What kind of trouble is that rat up to now?

However, Qi Hao ignored him and simply pulled Lin Wanqing back slowly, staring intently in one direction.

There seems to be something in the banquet hall.

Qi Hao wasn't entirely sure either, since there was only a tiny bit of firelight, and many things were barely visible.

"Stop talking nonsense! What could possibly be in the banquet hall? Stop causing trouble!"

Ma Zhe, with a gloomy face, reprimanded from the front.

However, he had just finished speaking.

A jarring chewing sound rang out in the darkness.

It's like eating delicious food.

"There really is something there! There really is!!!"

Some people, ignoring Ma Zhe's words, took two steps forward, but immediately screamed in terror and ran back into the crowd.

But he wasn't done yet.

"puff--"

Everyone just felt a flash before their eyes.

The runner vanished instantly.

At this point, the crowd on the outside could no longer contain themselves and began to surge wildly inward.

Nobody wants to be the next one to disappear.

"Grass"

As martial arts practitioners or religious followers, Ma Zhe and the others at the forefront could see it clearly. They instinctively uttered a curse.

Someone asked, "What should we do?"

"What else can we do? Have you never killed a ghost before?"

The cultist next to him immediately smacked him on the head.

"Let's go. One person stays here to calm the crowd, the rest of you come with me."

Say it.

Ma Zhe took a deep breath and shouted loudly again to maintain order among the crowd.

The others pushed through the crowd and came to the outermost edge.

Look in the direction from which the chewing sound came.

A creature clad in armor was lying on top of the person who had just disappeared, tearing at flesh and blood with its head constantly moving up and down, making smacking noises as it did so.

He seemed to notice the gaze from behind.

Turned his head suddenly.

Half of its melted face was exposed; the left side of its face was covered with dried brown skin clinging to the skull, while the right side was completely corroded by copper armor, with metal and bone growing into a hideous demon face.

This scene sent chills down everyone's spine.

"An unknown fate demon!?"

"Brother Jie, what do we do!?"

Yuan Jie, who hadn't said a word since returning from Fang Qingyu, now automatically became the backbone of the group.

after all
There is no one stronger than him in the arena.

Yuan Jie had already put Fang Qingyu's shadow behind him.

It's not a matter of saving face now.

The real question is whether I will die.

"Let Ma Zhe seek reinforcements as much as possible. I will lead the attack, and you will provide support."

"remember."

"If I die, none of you will survive."

Yuan Jie was also helpless at this moment. His ability was crystallization, and if he wanted to drag this monster away, he could only stand on the front line.

"Up."

With a warning, Yuan Jie's arms instantly crystallized.

The sharply defined crystals refracted a diamond-like brilliance in the firelight.

As he lunged forward, the floor beneath his feet cracked like a spiderweb, and his crystallized fist slammed into the back of the bronze-armored man's neck with a whooshing sound.

However, the corpse, while feeding, suddenly turned its head.

The half-melted face suddenly split in two.

The bronze armor writhed as if it were alive, with three sharp bronze spikes protruding from its back.

"clang--"

The collision of the crystal and bronze produced a loud, bell-like sound.

Yuan Jie's body flew backward, leaving a trail of crystal fragments in the air.

It landed back in front of the crowd.

"How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!"

The group was taken aback and immediately began to have second thoughts.

Even the toughest person can't withstand a single blow.

For those of them to go up there was no different than sending themselves to their deaths.

Behind them were the crowds who had been fleeing.

When they saw the crystalline light appearing on Yuan Jie's body, they were stunned for a moment. Just as they were about to exclaim in surprise about his superpowers, Yuan Jie flew back, plunging them into despair once again.

"What is this thing? Who are you people?!"

Superpowers and unknown creatures—these two new things didn't bring them any novelty at this moment.

It was a threat of death.

The crowd immediately despaired, screaming and scattering in all directions, with no discipline whatsoever.

Some of them roared angrily at Yuan Jie and others.

Some cried out and fled for their lives.

Some quietly hid in a corner.

And in the midst of chaos.

Fang Qingyu stood on the deserted side, staring at the information above the corpse's head.

[Corpses and Armored Soldiers]

Although He Manhe revealed little information.

However, Fang Qingyu still managed to glean a few key words from it.

Human sacrifice is used to summon the gods.

These remains must be the product of Hemanhe's arrival.

They used the slaughter and sacrifice of these corpses to achieve the purpose of the descent of the gods.

Therefore, even if Fang Qingyu could guarantee that he would not die.

However, there is no guarantee that no unusual phenomena will occur after other people die.

Now, Fang Qingyu and everyone present.

We're all just grasshoppers on the same rope.

(End of this chapter)