Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

Breaking through the horde of zombies was simpler than Qi Xie had imagined.

Back on the train, when faced with the middle-aged man holding a blood-stained newspaper, he used nine shadow tentacles, pushing himself to the limit of loss of control, but still couldn't kill him.

He easily broke through using only seven shadow tentacles.

But that's normal.

On the train, the blood-stained newspaper summoned eerie things.

Qi Xie could sense that a large portion of the 'spirit medium's' corpse horde consisted of corpse puppets made from the corpses of ordinary people.

If it weren't for the dozen or so corpse puppets created by wanderers mixed in, Qi Xie could have increased his speed even further.

A crimson crescent moon shot out from the gale, showing no mercy, intending to cleave the 'spirit medium' vertically in two from top to bottom.

Boom-!

The blood axe struck the rammed earth brick street with a dull thud, its sharp blade deeply embedded in the bricks.

Qi Xie glanced to the side and saw the 'spirit medium' moving rapidly through the air, flying towards a concrete utility pole.

As she flew toward the telephone pole, a long, exaggerated, illusory arm vaguely appeared in the air. One end of the arm gripped the telephone pole, and looking along the other end, a phantom figure could be seen floating behind the 'spirit medium'.

Just now, she urgently used the illusory spirit hidden within her body to swing her like a rope towards the telephone pole, narrowly avoiding Qi Xie's slashing attack.

"Stop him!"

Knowing that there was no horde of corpses to block him now, the 'spirit medium' would be suicidal to turn around and run away, exposing his back to Qi Xie. So he stopped near the telephone pole and directed the horde of corpses to cross the gap between the two of them.

"As expected, they still have other tricks up their sleeves..."

Qi Xie wasn't too surprised.

With just that horde of corpses, mostly ordinary people, the enemy would never dare to ambush the action team leader; at most, they would just be a bit troublesome.

Therefore, Qi Xie also prepared a backup plan.

Before the horde of zombies could completely block their path.

He switched the blood axe to his right hand, reached into his coat pocket with his left hand, grabbed a cross-shaped dart, held it between his fingertips, and threw it forcefully at his opponent.

He didn't actually know how to throw this thing; he could only throw it in the way he remembered throwing cards when he was a kid, which felt a bit awkward.

If he could, he would prefer this thing to be a brick, as it would be easier to throw.

But it doesn't matter, it's good enough.

According to Jiang Zhengyi's description, the power of this thing does not require it to pierce the enemy's forehead like its appearance suggests; it just needs to stay in that area.

call out--!

The cross-shaped dart unsurprisingly struck the horde of corpses, landing squarely on one of them.

The corpse felt no pain, so it had no intention of avoiding or pulling out.

But Qi Xie noticed that the 'spirit medium' seemed to have noticed the darts he threw, and even seemed to recognize them.

Considering that the other party's target was Jiang Zhengyi, and given Jiang Zhengyi's immature personality, he must have carried quite a few of these small throwing knives with him at the beginning, so it's not surprising that the other party recognized them.

Strangely, the 'spirit medium's' expression instantly turned terrified. He quickly took a few steps back and tried to hide behind the nearest cover, which was a telephone pole.

The other party appeared to be about five meters away from the corpse with the darts stuck in it...

Could it be?!

Subconsciously, Qi Xie followed suit, not immediately giving chase, but instead manipulating two shadow tentacles to tie around his waist from behind and drag him backward.

Then he saw the corpse with darts stuck in its body.

It's lit up...

The first thing to strike is a blinding white light far exceeding that of the sun, which, when viewed with the naked eye, could almost instantly burn and blind you.

Immediately, a blazing fireball emerged from the corpse, rapidly expanding and instantly melting and carbonizing everything it touched. The shockwave, carrying smoke and debris, swept across the field of vision.

The deafening blast was loud enough to rupture eardrums, and the low-frequency shockwaves made one's chest tremble, as if insects were jumping inside.

Just as the fireball was expanding wildly, making people wonder if it would turn into a sun and devour everything,

A faint black mist mixed with blood appeared within the fireball. This change caused the fireball to stop expanding, shrinking and confining itself to a certain area, where it rolled, burned, and exploded.

Qi Xie maintained a safe distance, squinting as he endured the discomfort in his eyes, chest, and ears.

Three seconds later, the fireball finally dissipated its sparks as it rolled repeatedly, transforming into a dazzling display of fireworks and disappearing completely.

Qi Xie opened his eyes and first saw a round pit in front of him that had been completely charred and melted by the fireball, turning black and red.

He then smelled the pungent ozone odor produced by ionized air, mixed with the burnt smell of organic matter, the astringent smell of molten metal, and also the choking smell of dust and gunpowder.

His first thought was, what kind of gadgets has the Special Operations Department's R&D department developed?

Secondly, how could they possibly trust Jiang Zhengyi to handle this thing?

The third point is that this thing doesn't seem as uncontrollable as he thought? Although it looks scary, its power is indeed well contained?

The next second, he suddenly realized something, came to his senses, and at the same time heard Wang Ling's anxious reminder from afar:

"She's trying to run away!!"

Qi Xie's gaze suddenly fixed on the location of the 'spirit medium' from before.

The other party had indeed lost their previous panicked expression and was now walking away into the distance with a slightly nervous look on their face.

She could tell that Qi Xie was obviously not from the Special Operations Bureau, and from Qi Xie's clumsy throwing gestures, she could tell that he was not familiar with the cross-shaped darts. So she deliberately used a panicked expression to mislead Qi Xie and buy herself crucial time to escape!

"As expected, there are no fools among those who survive in the wandering monk circle..."

However, thanks to the cross-shaped darts, the horde of corpses blocking his path was also cleared away.

Qi Xie took a light breath, his expression inexplicably struggling, as if he was hesitating about something. After a while, he twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression as if he had gone all out. He reached into his coat with his right hand and opened the gun sling under his left armpit.

At this moment, the 'spirit medium' was almost ready to command the other spirit within him to take her away; he only needed to hold on for three more seconds...

She subconsciously turned around and saw Qi Xie stretching out his arm, holding a bone-white revolver, staring at her expressionlessly.

The two are now at least thirty meters apart.

Can he hit it?

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