Transform into a human

The unknown is the most terrifying thing. Under the Federation's information blockade, Zheng Gui and Xia Du had only heard of the Barbarian Sect's "Born from Fire" technique, but they had no idea what specific methods it involved, so they had no way to deal with it.

Xia Du shouted angrily, "This damned thing is blocking the children's way! Besides, my entire fortune is here; let's fight it to the death!"

The headless horseman seemed to let out a disdainful laugh.

Zheng Gui glanced at the waiters and dancers whose control over their bodies had been taken over by Xia Du, and immediately made a decision, gritting his teeth as he said:

"I'll find a way to isolate the steam and flames, then you can try blowing it up!"

"good!"

Zheng Gui slashed his palm, and a spray of blood gushed out. As part of his body, it came into contact with steam and flames as much as possible. Gradually, these flames developed their own consciousness and moved away from the headless knight.

Zheng Gui was quite surprised; he hadn't even issued the order yet!

How to put it, his feeling was that... Tearstone Vapor was a little afraid of the guy in front of him.

Seeing that Zheng Gui's plan had succeeded, San Niang ordered the firing again, but a despairing scene appeared. The guns that had just been able to smash the barbarians' heads to pieces could now only leave a few red marks on the opponent's well-defined muscles.

It can't break through the defense!

An even more despairing scene unfolded in Xia Du: the headless knight grabbed the blood mist released by Zheng Gui and stuffed it into the cavity in his neck. The blood mist gathered into a river, like a red ribbon.

Zheng Gui tried to cover the wound with his other hand to cut off the source of the bleeding, but it was no use! Despite having the skills to flirt with women, he couldn't even control his own blood, which kept flowing out from between his fingers.

He could even hear the wailing of his own blood; if this continued, he would bleed to death sooner or later!

"Third Sister, this is a monster! You're going alone!"

How could Xia Du possibly abandon him? He could only futilely order everyone to fire again and again. Gradually, these incredibly destructive creations of the Qishi were left without even a trace.

The monster didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill; he savored the blood of the swordsman with fascination, while Xia Du trembled as he dropped the gun to the ground.

We've run out of tear stones.

Just when he was at his wit's end, a voice suddenly came from beneath his feet: "Xia Du, give me the gun!"

"You bastard, you finally decided to come back!"

She kicked the musket into the courtyard, and Yue Lai made a beautiful leap from the second floor, catching the musket and landing steadily on the third floor.

As soon as he landed, he spat the prepared saliva into the muzzle of the gun, which was the "oil" that Old Man Ji had been thinking about!

Insights, glib tongue.

This oil is a cure-all!

The musket roared again, but this time it wasn't just a tickle; the headless knight's chest erupted in bursts of crimson blood.

He seemed to have suffered a major blow, which accelerated his absorption of Zheng Gui's teachings.

Meanwhile, the barbarians seemed to be enraged and pressed towards Yue Lai and Xia Du step by step. Yue Lai did not want to abandon Zheng Gui and Xia Du's men and leave, so he could only keep firing to suppress them.

Xia Du quickly reminded:

"This monster is gradually adapting to the methods of inflicting damage!"

But she quickly realized that Yue Lai, that old monster, couldn't possibly be unaware of the barbarians' ways. Before the Federation was established, there were quite a few barbarians active in Andromeda.

She asked loudly:

"Yue Lai, what are the tricks of the barbarians?"

"I don't know either!"

"What did you say?!" Xia Du looked at him with a ghostly expression. "Didn't you claim to live longer than immortal beings? How come you don't even know this?!"

"It's hard to explain in a short time, just consider this a reload of my save file!"

He had already fired more than ten shots during the conversation, and the damage the oil guns were causing to the barbarians had become negligible, yet they still hadn't come up with a solution.

Seeing the gun reduced to scrap metal, Yue Lai angrily threw the musket, which slammed into the barbarian's body before bouncing to the side, much like a child throwing a stone at steam armor.

The headless knight had no desire to continue the cat-and-mouse game. By absorbing Zheng Gui's blood stream, he ignited a raging fire from within.

He leaped up like a Titan, his fists pounding down like drums, fiercely striking Yue Lai and the other man.

Yue Lai stopped pretending. His skin suddenly turned crimson, his right fist suddenly swelled several times its original size, and his right arm was covered with muscles like coiled dragons.

Xia Du's eyes widened. A newborn calf? Isn't this the way of a naive child?!

Yue Lai roared angrily, stomped his foot so hard that the wooden plank he was standing on shattered into pieces, and attacked from below, punching the barbarian's right fist in response to his own. As for the barbarian's left fist, another red figure took the hit!

A woman's angry shout came from behind. The red figure flashed past quickly, completely ignoring the flames blocking the way. All the resentment Li had accumulated over the past few days was hidden in this punch!

"Bang!"

The four fists collided, a contest of strength against strength. After a brief pause, an invisible shockwave spread out, and Qietinglou, which was already missing a section, let out a piercing wail.

Yue Lai and Li Ru flew out like cannonballs, scattering wooden planks along the way, while the headless knight only stumbled after landing, making the difference in their strength immediately apparent.

Li wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth:

"If I ever break through the skill barrier, I'll make him pay."

Then he looked at Yue Lai with disdain: "You really are just a pretty face, all looks and no substance."

"I told you I'm not good at head-on combat."

On the other side, the headless knight, whose attack had failed, sensed a threat from the two. He decided to end the game, but Yue Lai suddenly relaxed:

"Barbarians are indeed barbarians, they don't use their brains at all."

The monster suddenly stopped in place. He slowly looked down at his lower body. A sharp longsword had cut open his abdomen from the inside out, as if a swordsman was standing inside him, performing a sword strike to split him in two from his brow.

Sweet words conceal a treacherous heart.

The premise of a treacherous scheme is honeyed words. It's impossible for a conman to make his opponent swallow his saliva during a fight, but he has been drawing blood from Zheng Gui!

The barbarian suddenly turned his head and saw a discarded musket lying next to Zheng Gui. It contained not only the oil of glib tongue, but also the honey of honeyed words and daggers in his heart!

Although it was their first collaboration, Zheng Gui finally understood Yue Lai's intentions. How could a conman who had defeated him do something as childish as hitting someone with a gun during a battle?

"So that's how it is..." The barbarian knelt on one knee, making a heavy sound. "He managed to take down both the deceiver and the innocent. My defeat was not unjust."

"Bang!"

The massive body was completely cut in two, but the inside was completely empty. The organs had been burned to ashes, leaving only a few embers. However, something seemed to be gestating in the embers.

After the dust settled, Xia Du rushed to Zheng Gui's side immediately. This dashing playboy had been drained of all his energy and was now emaciated, with no color left on his body—he only had time left for a final burst of energy before his death.

"Cough cough," the prodigal son coughed twice, and said with a wry smile, "It's disgusting. I'm about to die and I still have to drink this guy's saliva. But you know what, it's fucking sweet..."

Yue Lai picked up the scattered wine pot, selected two relatively intact wine cups, filled them, and placed them next to the prodigal son.

"A toast to you, sir. This time, it's from the bottom of my heart."

Zheng Gui chuckled disdainfully, and with his last bit of strength, turned his head slightly to look at Xia Du:

"Goodbye, Third Sister, I haven't broken my promise, have I?"

"No... Goodbye, Brother Zheng Gui."

The prodigal son's wish has been fulfilled, and he has fallen silent ever since.

Xia Du slowly reached out and closed his eyes, whispering:

"Yue Lai, do you know why he didn't leave because he was tempted by someone else?"

Yue Lai pondered for a long time, letting the fire burn beside him, until the sound of sirens wailed in the distance, before he finally responded, "I can't think of that."

"Zheng Gui joked with me before, saying that he would only love me in his life and that the idea of ​​being fickle didn't exist."

"But how could I possibly believe that? The first trick of a prodigal son is to be cynical, just like you con artists. Who knows if what you say is true or false?"

"But who can say that a prodigal son is no better than a child? Cynical... Ha, serves him right for being stuck as a street performer for life."

Li stood silently to the side. Normally, if someone dared to compare a prodigal son with a pure-hearted child, she would have been furious long ago, but now she didn't even bother to refute it.

During the conversation, Zheng Gui's body had already dissolved into ordinary water, and the marks had dried quickly in the fire. Only the tattered clothes proved one thing—a wave had once bloomed here.

Yue Lai turned around and came to the remains of the barbarian, which resembled a gourd that had been cut open vertically. He groped in the ashes and found a vibrant, beating heart.

Relics of a talented person.

Based on the barbarian's lineage and his life experiences, Li was almost certain that the heart was an "evil relic." The police headquarters would need to go through a complicated process to contain such a relic, ensuring that the possibility of contamination during transit was completely avoided. However, Yue Lai was holding it in his hand as if nothing had happened.

The sirens grew closer, and the roar of steam armor could be heard. Xia Du finally stood up, taking only the dagger with him, and then exhaled a puff of smoke toward the men and dancers standing not far away.

In an instant, they seemed to have lost their support, collapsing to the ground and falling into a coma.

"This world is really interesting. Monster-like people have left behind extraordinary relics, while the guy who tricked me into shedding a few tears has vanished into thin air."

"In the Xia capital, relics are not distinguished by value," Yue Lai said earnestly. "The value of relics depends on the living."

"Fine, fine, but I don't want to hear your reasoning right now."

Xia Du leaned wearily on Yue Lai's shoulder, just like when they were children.

Yue Lai tilted his head slightly: "So, are you coming with me?"

"Where to? My empire is gone."

"Xia Du, you weren't one to swallow your pride when you were little. Even when facing a larger group of boys, you would lead a bunch of girls to fight back."

"Then fight back."

……

……

With the help of the White Stripe in the Waves, the three escaped unharmed from the encirclement of the steam armor. Fortunately, Wave City was a small city, and the police chief here, although a senior superintendent, was just a novice in the underworld.

Generally speaking, only by mastering the fourth skill, "keen observation," can a master detective effectively target swindlers and prodigals. This is why Yue Lai had to first control Falken when he tried to take advantage of the chaos to infiltrate the police headquarters.

The three arrived at the seaside outside the city. Xia Du seemed to have returned to the days in Esfri, skipping and jumping on the beach like a little girl, or perhaps she just wanted to see the waves of Wave City again.

Li asked curiously:

"Xia Du, why does the person who stopped at the building call you Third Sister?"

"Back in Esfri, Mo, Yue, and I became sworn brothers, and I was the third oldest."

"Then I got used to it, and it continued here."

"Yuehao?"

"It's Yue Lai's sister, although I don't know where an old monster like him would have a twenty-year-old sister."

Upon hearing this, Yue Lai, who was arranging his words later, couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Xia Du, why don't you ask me where that barbarian came from?"

"They're probably after me," Xia Du took a deep drag on her pipe and blew the smoke into the sea breeze. "I've been in the intelligence business for so many years, I still have a good sense of smell."

"Is someone behind Malfoy trying to stop you?"

"No, quite the opposite, they wanted to give me a push."

"The police chased after Esfri but found nothing, wasting a lot of time. In their estimation, I had already obtained what I wanted from some underground intelligence market."

"So the people who set this up went with the flow. If all of you intelligence brokers were dead, it would make me more convinced of the intelligence I had, and while I would lower my guard, I would fall into their trap. At the same time, it would cut off my future intelligence sources, which would be killing two birds with one stone."

"But now I've predicted that they predicted my prediction. If I'm not mistaken, the entire underground intelligence network of the police headquarters will be severely damaged today."

"So... Xia Du, in a way, you've been implicated because of me."

"It doesn't matter, anyway I owe you," Xia Du said, letting the waves wash over her snow-white toes, "just like I owe Zheng Gui."

"..."

"Let's not talk about that. Haven't you always wanted to know the ways of the thugs? Do you want to hear it now?"

"Okay, you've finally decided to tell me!"

Li also cast a curious glance at him; there might not be many people in the entire Federation who knew about this secret.

"If you want to get revenge on those guys, you have to let them know about this."

"The term 'migrant' is a nickname I use; the real name for this path is 'chess star'."

"Its first method is called 'Fishing in Troubled Waters,' and you can choose to cultivate four paths simultaneously. The level of cultivation of a 'fisherman' depends on the one with the shallowest cultivation among the four paths."

"I deceived Jia, Chizi, and You Shizi, all of whom were skilled in four arts, but the Divine Constable was only an outsider in two arts, so the scoundrel's skills stopped here."

"The second path is called 'Wandering Through Time,' which simply means that the longer you live, the higher your cultivation level becomes, and it can even influence the other four paths."

"So you're the one who's just a novice?" Li felt this path was too difficult. "The Federation was jointly established by various countries of the home planet at the end of the Age of Exploration. It has been more than five hundred years since it began ruling Andromeda. According to the data, you are at least older than the Federation, right?"

"It's a long story. Two centuries ago, I lost my memory and all my skills. All that was left with me was Momo, who had also lost most of her memories, and that little shop. The only things I remembered... besides the ways of the hoodlums, were my obsession with finding my relics."

"Over the years, I've been searching for my past memories rather than various artifacts."

"I learned from some sources that I used to be keen on finding relics, so this must be meaningful to me, even if I don't know it now."

Xia Du was somewhat dissatisfied: "Mo and Yue Hao never told me this!"

"What I want to say now is that if we're trying to get revenge at the police headquarters and find Mr. Casti's real belongings, the only way I can think of right now is through the thugs' third trick, the 'Black and White Killing Game'."

These four words seemed to possess some kind of magic, and Xia Du and Li Moming felt a chilling aura.

"Therefore, I hope you can help me establish the ritual for becoming a Divine Constable, and assist me in advancing to the rank of Master of the Arts, so that I can meet the requirements for advancement to the Chess Star!"