After the Strange Talk Prevails

　　 Wang Siyan's face was pale, and he jumped in front of Zhou Ming, just blocking him and Luo Sha.

　　 Zhou Ming's vision towards Luo Shamian was blocked. For a moment, he saw Wang Siyan turning around and yelling to him: "Get in the car!"

　　 Although he didn't understand Wang Siyan's intentions, his body had already begun to move. He immediately bent down, grabbing the iron cover on the roof with both hands and turning with all his strength.

　　 When the car cover opened, he jumped off.

　　 Immediately before he fell into the carriage, he saw several mercenaries in the distance fell off the roof of the car and fell to the ground.

　　Should he participate in the battle at this time?

　　 Zhou Ming had this question in his mind.

For the first time, he couldn’t think of an answer. Now that the enemy is present, the best way is for everyone to join together. Maybe there is still a chance, but if he waits until the other comrades die, then it doesn’t matter if he can’t join. , Anyway, there is only a dead end.

　　 But in fact, he also knows that even if everyone goes together, there is no chance of winning. The opponent's ability is too outrageous, and people can't think of a strategy to beat him.

　　 "What's wrong outside!"

　　 "We were attacked?"

　　 "Are we going to die?"

　　 "Huh!"

Cries, screams, and questioning, the voices of the passengers in the carriage were mixed, filling Zhou Ming's brain at once. Those serious and important questions were squeezed out by these cumbersome and messy garbage information, and he suddenly forgot about himself. What are you thinking about.

　　 The moment I jumped down, I seemed to have thought of some very important details, what is it?

　　 Zhou Ming frowned, closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to remember, but the noise around him made him unable to concentrate.

　　 "Shut up!" Zhou Ming shouted.

　　 But it was useless at all, the noise was even louder.

　　Some people even came to the conclusion that "all people are going to die" because they were too scared, and began to spread horrible desperate remarks to others in the car, and the situation got worse in just a few seconds.

　　 Before Zhou Ming could speak for the second time, there was a shock behind him, and Wang Siyan also jumped down.

　　 Her face was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling slightly. She didn't know whether it was tension or fear.

　　 "You can't win! It's impossible to win!" Wang Siyan said in a hoarse voice, "We go to the dance party, only then can we live!"

　　 During the winter and summer vacations at school, Wang Siyan had done many dangerous and unusual jobs over the years in order to make money, explored ruins, and hunted dangerous weirdness.

　　 Years of turmoil let her know a lot of dangerous knowledge that has not been written in the textbook.

　　 And now, a piece of knowledge stored in her brain is beginning to play a practical role.

　　 The school has always taught them that if the hermit is soaked with curse power to a certain degree, "intellectual evaporation" will occur, which will eventually cause the person concerned to go crazy and lose control, but the school has never told them what will happen if the curse is so severely soaked.

　　Because this knowledge is too dangerous, it is easy to persuade students who are enthusiastic to become hermits and cause various other problems.

　　 Therefore, this kind of dangerous knowledge will often be taught by the relevant departments after working for a period of time and after several dangerous tasks.

　　The reason why Wang Siyan knew it was because she had encountered a person who had been deeply corroded by the power of the curse, but still had no intellectual evaporation.

That person said-"The hermit has C-level to B-level, but why does it become a conjurer at A-level, and conjurer is only A-level? Because the super-A-level conjurer is more biased than human Weird and too dangerous to be included in the rating system.

　　"Once the incantation power is deposited above a certain level, the person's incantation and physical abilities will undergo a secondary change, which is comprehensively enhanced in all directions. The most common and common way to become stronger is the convenience of initiation of the incantation.

　　 "Once a conjurer truly reaches Transcendent A Grade, the trigger of the spell will be much more convenient, for example, it can be triggered by sight."

　　 Sight triggering, although not an absolute feature of Transcendent A Grade Conjurer, is the most common feature.

　　 A conjurer who manipulates elements like Zhou Ming, whether he is controlling ice or fire or using thunder and wind, he uses his body as a starting point to activate the spell, spreading its influence toward the surrounding environment.

　　 If a conjurer like this wants to attack the enemy from a distance, he must reach out his hand and spray out ice, fire, thunder and lightning to hit the opponent, instead of creating elemental attacks in the surrounding space out of thin air.

　　 But Transcendent A Grade conjurers are not the same. Transcendent A Grade conjurers only need to look at them. As long as they are within the range of their spells, they can use their sight to determine any place as the starting point of the spell.

　　 If an ice-controlling incanter like Zhou Ming reaches the realm of Transcendent A Grade, there is no longer a need to control the spread of ice. You only need to look at the enemy to freeze the enemy.

　　 The ability performance of the Rakshasa face just now was too terrifying. Although Wang Siyan didn't dare to confirm it, he felt that the opponent was probably Transcendent A Grade.

If this is the case, then there is no need to fight against each other. The difference between them and the opponent is just like the difference between Da Luo Jinxian and the Qi-refining period players in fantasy novels. When they ran toward each other to prepare for an attack, they were just looked at. Will die.

　　 "You must enter the gray door."

　　 Wang Siyan's voice was distorted because of fear. In the face of the huge pressure of survival, the distorted desire to survive also began to show some special expressions in her.

At this time, Zhou Ming remembered each other about the details that he had forgotten before~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Since Rakshasa was sent to kill him by crying and laughing men, why the first shot was not aimed at him, but Scorpion?

　　 Why did he kill the previous batch of convoys before they arrived here? And how did he know that he would go this way.

　　 "That person can kill with sight, you must enter the Grey Gate!" Wang Siyan grabbed Zhou Ming's arm hard, stared at him, and said every word.

　　 Zhou Ming hesitated, looking at the surrounding passengers, thinking in his eyes.

　　 Grey Gate can only be summoned when no one sees it, so let them close their eyes? Will they listen?

　　 Wang Siyan saw Zhou Ming stunned for a moment, and followed the other's line of sight to see the passengers.

　　 She did not hesitate.

　　 She drew out the knife with a sound, and walked towards the passengers.

　　 Then the agile massacre began.

The passengers were **** by the wall of the carriage by iron chairs, sitting side by side, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse. Struggle to dodge the space.

　　 She walked the length of one side of the carriage in a few steps, and then cut it back along the other side. She was fast, and large swaths of blood were splashed in the air.

　　 There was a wave of blood in Zhou Ming's eyes. This wave turned from the left to the far side of the carriage, and then turned back from the right to the far side, washing his heart again.

　　 In the carriage, the scream of horror had not been fully emitted, and it had disappeared without a trace. In just five or six seconds, the noisy carriage became deadly silent.

　　 Wang Siyan stood back in front of Zhou Ming, stared at Zhou Ming's chin, gritted his teeth and said, "Enter the grey door!"

　　 Zhou Ming stared at Wang Siyan, she became **** again, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.