Dragon Hermit

Xia Yan was shocked. There were 1 million people floating in the sky. This scene made people's scalp numb and their whole body trembled.

Then huge anger hit his heart. Unless he was a perverted murderer, no one could look at such a tragic scene and remain indifferent. A cowardly person may turn around and run away, but a person with a strong heart will never do so.

Originally, he just wanted to come over and watch the big scene, but now, Xia Yan changed his mind and wanted to cause trouble.

We are the enemy anyway, and there is nothing wrong with destroying what the enemy wants to do. By destroying the Bi-Moon Ceremony, there will be one less demon, which is undoubtedly a good thing for the earth.

With this thought, it became difficult to contain it. Xia Yan took back the bone dragon and Cain's bones so that the target would be smaller and the chance of being discovered would be reduced. Then he ignored the four people lying on the ground and ran towards Wasteland City quickly. He didn't stop until he was only two thousand meters away. He looked through the binoculars and could already clearly see the appearance of those people in the sky.

The bodies of these creatures cannot move, and they are obviously controlled by demon seeds, but their eyes reveal infinite despair and fear. Everyone knows their fate, and although they are unwilling to do so, they are powerless and have no control over their destiny.

Suddenly, a place on the chest of all creatures began to glow at the same time, which was the location where the demon seeds were parasitic. The bodies of all creatures began to tremble violently, and the demon seeds were absorbing their life essence.

Xia Yan didn't see the devil. It seemed that the double-moon ritual was entirely created by the double-moon monument. He didn't feel any danger to himself, so he took out the plague staff, concentrated for a moment, and then started chanting.

The sound of chanting broke the silence of the wasteland, but it did not spread very far. The undead elements in the world became restless and gathered around Xia Yan.

Magic mobilized mana and injected it into the staff. The plague staff flashed green light and stood alone in the blood-red. Ten seconds later, a piece of blood light shot out from the top of the double moon monument and swept towards Xia Yan, as if scanning.

Xia Yan ignored the bloody light and concentrated on singing. The bloody light swept across his body quickly, causing a slight numbing and itching feeling, but it did not cause any harm.

This was expected by Xia Yan. He continued to chant, and the green light on the head of the plague staff became brighter and brighter.

The bloody light swept across and immediately discovered Xia Yan's presence. It turned around and swept back, finally settling on Xia Yan. The light quickly shrank into a beam, shrouding Xia Yan in the circle like a spotlight, creating a terrifying pressure. The moment comes.

Xia Yan held on to the mountain-like pressure, still concentrating on singing. Finally, his voice suddenly stopped, the spell was finished, the magic was completed, and the top of the plague staff seemed to have a green sun, and the green light shone. By forcing the blood light away, the mountain-like pressure was reduced by half.

"Haha!" Xia Yan smiled with sweat streaming down his face. He stretched out his left hand and pointed at the Double Moon Monument with one middle finger. He then raised his staff and a green light ball shot out and flew high into the sky.

This light group was so dazzling that although the one million creatures could not move, they could see this scene. The green light passed through their eyes that could not move, giving many creatures a faint hope.

Has anything changed?

The light ball flew above ten bloody apertures within a few seconds, and then exploded violently. The green light instantly covered the sky with blood light, forming a green mist that fell from above and soon filled the top aperture. One hundred thousand people enveloped it.

Threads of green mist penetrated from the bodies of these 100,000 people, and after a few seconds, the blood on their chests began to slowly dim.

The green mist continued to fall, covering three more circles of light. A total of 400,000 creatures inhaled the green mist. But at this time, the green mist had been exhausted and could no longer continue to descend.

At this time, the 100,000 people who were first enveloped were able to move and struggled violently. The virus had taken effect.

Immediately afterwards, the 300,000 people below also began to struggle. They felt that the demon seeds in their bodies seemed to be rapidly losing vitality and that they were freeing themselves from its control.

At this time, these people didn't know that a miracle had really happened, and the long-standing nightmare finally had a moment to wake up.

When the people in the six circles of light below saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. They saw the hope of getting rid of the control of the demon seeds, but the green mist that represented hope could not come to them. These people were already in despair. The green mist brought hope, but this hope was shattered in an instant. This was completely scarier than hell.

Killing 400,000 demon seeds at once. This scale of magic almost exhausted all of Xia Yan's mana. He was no longer able to use this virus magic again.

The 400,000 creatures shrouded in green mist may or may not be able to escape, but the other 600,000 creatures certainly cannot escape.

Xia Yan has tried his best. He doesn't think about which of these people are good and which are bad. At this time, good or bad is no longer important. These are lives, and life is precious. They are collectively treated like fattened pigs. The massacre is completely unacceptable.

As the 400,000 people began to struggle, the mountainous pressure came down as if it were real. Xia Yan was suddenly sweating profusely. What he had to do was done. He did not dare to stay anymore. He popped out the wings of the undead and flew up. With a sonic explosion, he increased his speed to Mach 5 in the shortest possible time, and flew away in the direction he came from at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

As for whether the 400,000 people can escape, it depends on their own strength and luck.

A ray of light shot out from the Double Moon Monument. It caught up with Xia Yan in an instant and was about to hit him hard on the back. The light of this knife carried the aura of death. Xia Yan had no idea of ​​​​dodging. Although Mach 5 is fast, But it cannot be compared with the speed of light.

But before the light came out, he already had a sign of danger. With a thought, bone shields appeared layer by layer, and a huge two-meter-thick steel ingot also appeared at the same time, blocking him behind him. htK

The bloody light arrived in an instant and hit the steel ingot. It was like a red-hot iron rod stabbed into butter, piercing the steel ingot without any suspense. However, after it penetrated, it also became much darker. Then it shot through the first layer of bone shield, the second layer, the third layer...

The bone shield was shattered layer by layer. Finally, Xia Yan felt as if his back was hit hard by a heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood. The person was thrown thousands of meters away, and the rhythm of the Wings of the Undead was also interrupted. , his speed suddenly dropped to within the speed of sound.

Fortunately he didn't die! Xia Yan was glad that he had an intuition for danger. The steel ingot and bone shield finally played a role in minimizing the power of the bloody light. Otherwise, he would not have simply vomited blood, and his whole body would have been turned into pieces.

"Boom!"

The double moon monument did not continue to emit blood, but the sound of huge footsteps suddenly came.

It's a devil!

Xia Yan's expression changed, he endured the pain, flapped his undead wings again, and continued to escape. But his speed was much slower. The bloody light caused damage to the wings of the undead on his back, affecting its speed.