King of Black Mist

"Don't get excited yet, Abram, Xia won't-"

"Shut up, Bridget! Do you have rotten eyes? This woman has no interest in you at all, and you still speak for her!" Abram said angrily.

In the battle just now, the two demon hunters who belonged to the Fighting Martial Tower with him did not know whether they were alive or dead. How could he not be angry and afraid.

Bridget wanted to say something, but her lips moved a few times, but in the end she couldn't speak.

"I think we need an explanation." The old demon hunter asked in a deep voice while cutting off the rotten flesh on his lower back.

The upper part of his face has disappeared, and his hair has turned gray. From time to time, his facial features are suddenly replaced by one of the facial features from the previous ones. It looks very strange, especially when a woman's thin eyebrows and red lips appear.

Li Qianxia looked at Yang Qinglan, who nodded lightly.

"That snake is my brother—"

"Ha!" Abram sneered with fear, "My sister can turn into an owl, and my brother can turn into a snake? Are you human beings? Or are they contaminated by evil gods--"

"Abram!" scolded Ismay, who was treating Dancy, "stay calm, Dancy is not dead yet!"

"Mr. Endy is also alive." The old nun was taking care of Endy.

The little nun looked at them with fear.

Abram gasped, trying to calm down.

Li Qianxia glanced worriedly at Danxi and Endi, as well as Us who was treating his heel.

Yang Qinglan fell into deep thought, was she contaminated by the evil god? Did gods still exist in 1880? Or are they just some powerful and weird monsters?

If they are really gods, where have these gods been in just over a hundred years? (It is impossible to live to the modern age, otherwise the unrivaled person at the first stage would not be Li Changzhou, but would be the evil god or a follower of the evil god)

"You have misunderstood me," Li Qianxia continued to explain, "that snake is not my brother, it is my brother's, um, pet or subordinate."

Everyone's gasps were obviously filled with surprise.

"Your brother keeps a monster as a pet? Don't tell me that your brother is an Indian snake breeder, and you are a fucking Asian! Or you are not brothers and sisters!" Abram sneered angrily.

Even though she felt guilty, Li Qianxia felt helpless at this time.

She spread her hands and said, "Can you please stop swearing and listen to my explanation."

"Okay, tell me, what's going on?" Abram looked at her mockingly, as if he was wondering what else you could make up.

Li Qianxia pondered for a while: "I don't know what's going on. Jinguan is usually very well-behaved. I feed it carrots and it doesn't get angry."

"You!" Abram wanted to scold again.

"It's Penguin." Yang Qinglan recovered from the speculation about the 'evil god'.

"They pretended to be Xia's brother, and then pretended to be us in front of Jin Guan. Jin Guan should have been attacked by them using our appearance, and they would only attack us after suffering a loss, but -"

She thought: "Golden Crown already believed that we were real, so why did it suddenly launch another attack?"

"Don't worry about this!" Li Qianxia said, "I will go back alone again. As long as I see my brother, everything will be fine!"

"No, we can't trust you anymore, cough cough cough!" Abram suddenly coughed violently.

Not only Abram, but also Sivit, Brich, Is, Mayus, the old demon hunter, and the two nuns all started coughing.

The forest was filled with violent coughs.

The cough was accompanied by intense pain. Meus, who was weak, fell to his knees and twitched.

"It's poison!" Li Qianxia glanced at them worriedly, "Lan, I'm going to find my brother!"

"Well, go ahead." Yang Qinglan nodded.

Li Qianxia ran out of the forest.

"No, cough, let's go!" Abram struggled and raised the silver sword.

"Abram, please believe me!" Li Qianxia said anxiously.

The poison in them won't kill them immediately, but it will keep coughing them up until they cough themselves to death.

This poison is not inhaled, but caused by skin infection. Her brother and Yang Qinglan expected it to be used against players who had gospels, or opponents who needed to chant spells.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The old demon hunter coughed and took out the medicine from his waist bag.

Every time he coughed, the wound on his waist squeezed out large amounts of blood.

When taking the medicine, he almost choked to death from a cough. After taking the medicine, the intensity of the cough became less severe, from coughing all the time to coughing every three or four seconds.

Other witchers are also looking for ways to save themselves.

"No, cough, cough, cough!" Abram also knelt down slowly. Every time he coughed, his whole body trembled, and every bit of strength escaped from his mouth with the cough.

"Xia, leave them alone and go quickly." Yang Qinglan said to Li Qianxia.

Li Qianxia nodded and ran out of the forest.

"Hiss~"

Everyone, including Li Qianxia who was about to speed up, looked at the source of the sound.

On the left side of the forest, in the evening light of the setting sun, the King Cobra raised its upper body. Beside it, Li Changzhou stood slightly proudly, Bi spread his arms, and smiled sinisterly.

"Brother?" Li Qianxia asked doubtfully.

Yang Qinglan's expression changed, and she saw a shadow cat washing its face with its hind legs in Bi's shadow.

"It's Penguin!" she shouted, her eyes turning blue.

"Freeze!" "Bi" stretched his hands forward.

"Bi" flew back, a terrible cold air spread between his hands, and the cold air hit quickly and rushed towards Li Qianxia.

Li Qianxia disappeared from the spot.

Yang Qinglan jumped back with the two nuns.

The cold air continued to move forward, and with a crackling sound of freezing, the demon hunters who fell into coughing were frozen into ice sculptures as soon as they stood up.

In the forest in the evening, the cold is approaching, and the ice sculptures reflect a dreamlike brilliance in the dusk.

"Woo!!" The king cobra made a walrus cry, and it slid towards the witchers at extremely fast speeds along the ice road.

Like a thrown bowling ball, it will crush the demon hunters like vertical pins!

Li Qianxia appeared in the distance. She plowed the ground with her legs, rushed up, and flew towards the icy road, blinking again in the middle.

Bang!

She appeared on the left side of the King Cobra and knocked it off the ice track.

The "King Cobra" flew out, crushed three trees, turned back into a walrus, and landed in a round ball.

"Ah!!" "Bi" flew out, holding his head and screaming, and circles of sound waves rushed out from the mouth that gradually turned into a penguin.

"It's melting, it's melting, Antarctica is melting!"

"My feet, my feet are frozen!"

Penguin suffers from hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

"Drinka!" Li Changzhou flew towards the penguin.

A spider web fell.

"Li Changzhou" suddenly accelerated, turned into a Pegasus, and rushed forward like a sharp arrow, carrying the spider web forward, and opened his mouth to bite the penguin that kept falling behind him.

Yang Qinglan, who was standing on a branch, raised her hand, and thorns pierced the soles of the Pegasus's feet, but they failed to penetrate the horse's hoofs.

She waved her hand again, and three thorns shot through the air and stabbed Pegasus.

The pegasus raised its nose and neighed.

"Eh-"

Blue flames ignited on the horse's hooves, the horse's mane turned into flames of the same color, and the thorns and cobwebs were burned to ashes.

Burned by the flames, the penguin woke up from hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

"Bad horse, didn't I tell you that I don't need your flames? I - ugh!"

Pegasus turned into a flaming horse and bit hard, causing the penguin to scream.

Penguin recovered from his rage and looked at Yang Qinglan and the others.

It took a deep breath, its belly bitten by the flame horse swelled, and then, its mouth opened like a tear.

ah! ! !

Circles of sound waves struck in the direction of Yang Qinglan, and the focus of the sound waves were the demon hunters who had turned into ice sculptures.

The sky fire fell, and the muscles, blood, and fascia all over the body tightened, and waves of hot power were injected into the body. Li Qianxia arched her back slightly, and rushed out with a bang, standing between the ice sculpture and the sound waves.

Bang!

The ponytail exploded instantly, and the long hair flew.

Li Qianxia gritted her teeth, the sound waves penetrated the blood-colored armor, shaking her internal organs, causing squeezing oppression and pain.

The trees fell in one direction, and the ice sculptures gradually cracked amidst the sound waves.

Click!

Li Qianxia tried her best to turn around in the sound wave, and saw Abram's arms in the ice, being blown away by the sound wave.

She turned around, slowly opened her arms, and tried her best to block the attack!

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Qianxia on the ground, and after a second, said softly: "Idiot."

Using your own real life to save these people in 1880, what else would you be if you weren’t a fool?

If you rely on blocking, how long can you block it? How much can it block? Why not just rush up and kill the penguin? Even if some ice sculptures are broken in the process, it will still be more effective than such useless resistance.

So stupid.

She jumped.

Li Qianxia slowly turned her head and saw Yang Qinglan, who was wearing golden armor, with his arms covering his face, walking towards him step by step.

Abram, who was shaken by the impact of the sound waves, stood firmly on the ground again.

The old nun and the young nun hugged the tree trunk tightly and chanted prayers intermittently.

"Broken!" The last sound wave suddenly doubled in size and blasted out from the penguin's mouth like a cannon.

Trees rose from the ground, and the two of them were blown away by the sound wave. They struggled to control their bodies in the air, brushed against the ice sculpture, stumbled and flew out, and hit a pile of trees uprooted by the sound wave.

"Eh-" The flame horse neighed, and the flames on the horse's mane rose, turning into a fire horse made entirely of flames.

The front hooves of the fire horse silently plowed the ground in the forest under the sunset, then lowered its head, stamped on the air, and dived towards the ice sculpture of the witcher.

At the same time, the walrus' body folded, flattened, bounced up, and hit Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan like missiles.

Yang Qinglan didn't have time to get up, her eyes turned blue, and the walrus still fell towards the two of them like a meteorite.

The air even forms a visible umbrella on the belly of the walrus!

"Qinglan!" Li Qianxia stretched out her hand towards Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan handed over his hand, holding the red and gold armors together.

The two disappeared from the spot.

boom!

The ground trembled, waves of earth swayed in circles, and the walrus made a three-meter-deep hole where the two of them had been.

Beside the pit, the earth arched and cracked.

Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan appeared two meters away from the pit. Li Qianxia turned to look at the ice sculpture and blinked, blinked, blinked!

Her brain was dizzy, and Li Qianxia fell to the ground. Warm liquid flowed out of her nose. Her 'ability' was not enough.

Just five meters away, the fire horse washed away the ice sculpture, and the ice melted and shattered, turning into crystals all over the sky.

Ismay's arm was ignited and flew down in the air, and Abram's head landed in front of Li Qianxia.

His lips moved, as if he said something. His eyes were full of apology and softness, and then turned gray, and the flames burned silently.

The penguin jumped down from the horse's mouth, spread its "wings", and walked around the pile of corpses, scanning with his eyes.

It hit its mouth.

"Tsk! There isn't even a single player!"

"It's a waste of effort." The walrus squirmed honestly and crawled out of the hole.

"These two people should be." Pegasus paced, leaving behind a string of horseshoe-shaped flames.

It walked to the penguin and looked at Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia.

Yang Qinglan looked at Li Qianxia who had exhausted her 'power', as well as Ismay's arm and Abram's head in front of her.

"Fetching water with a bamboo basket is so silly," she said.

Wiping away a trace of red rose-like blood from the corner of his mouth, and pulling out the Green Bee Sword from his black hair, Yang Qinglan looked at the penguin, Pegasus, and walrus with cold eyes.

Li Qianxia pounded the ground, clenching her fists tightly.

Edison Research Institute, cellar, Li Changzhou opened his eyes.