Lord of Eternal Darkness

On the tall buildings in the distance, the autumn wind blew quietly. The man wearing a spider mask looked into the distance silently, his gray hair tips a little messy.

He was squatting here quietly without anyone noticing, quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait.

A man wearing a black hat was standing on the roof smoking a cigarette. As the tobacco blew away in the wind, he said in a low voice: "It's not easy to do our job. You are wanted by all the major orthodox religions. What ideals do you have?"

He put up the gun and said: "The ideal in life is to devote your last life to the organization."

The man smiled and handed over a cigarette, but Wu Liuming just shook his head and refused.

The man didn't pay attention. He lit a cigarette for himself and gently protected the flame in his hand. After a burst of smoke, he slowly said: "No, forget it. Tell me about my ideals. My wish is greater, I hope there will be no more crimes and there will be world peace."

"Then you must have come to the wrong organization." Wu Liuming smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"But I never felt that I was in the wrong place." The man just smiled freely and looked at the rising sun on the horizon.

In the open space, Li Xiaoming looked at the two friends in front of him. They also looked at a loss. The position they had just teleported seemed to be deviated.

Fortunately, Li Xiaoming had experienced it once before and was familiar with it, so he knew he was probably in trouble.

I looked around and saw that it seemed to be on the seaside of an industrial area. It was filled with a large number of containers, as well as various trucks, cranes, forklifts... and in the middle stood a huge man holding a sword. The statue seemed to have something in the shape of a monster stepping on it.

This is the golden jade wharf, Taifang's commercial port, where the largest monument in the city, the King of Heroes, is erected.

Li Xiaoming suddenly rolled quickly and dodged the bullets fired by the sniper rifle behind him. A deep hole appeared on the ground, and then he looked upstairs in surprise.

"No, there are snipers. Be careful. We seem to be ambushed again this time."

"It can't be a sealed artifact. It can affect the space teleportation position so easily." Tang Zixu became more and more interested in what the cultists had grabbed.

At this time, the sniper on the roof curled his lips in disdain. He was so lucky to have dodged the shot.

The man smoking a cigar said: "Friend, it seems you are not very good at it. Let me go down and have a few fights with them first."

"If you die, don't blame me for not helping you."

"Don't worry, at worst, please help me collect the corpse." The man smiled nonchalantly, spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and crushed it directly under his feet.

Then he jumped directly from the tall building, his body turned into a flying bird and slid forward for tens of meters, landing smoothly in front of Li Xiaoming and the others, and then he slowly put on a blue one again. Cigarette, light yourself up.

He put on a tired look, blew out a faint smoke ring, and began to introduce himself. "My name is Mu Chendong, one of the elders of the Twelve Blood Moon Guild, and a five-level demon of the professional 'Magician' class. Please give me some advice, no need to be merciful."

"Magician?" Li Xiaoming pondered over this newly encountered street profession. It is the rarest violent and uncontrollable existence. It has super strong physical attacks and spell damage. All in all, it is a very difficult profession.

"Hey, don't blame us for bullying the few."

Mu Chendong chuckled and flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand. "It's lively when there are many people, and it's neat when people die together."

"Hey, young man, I advise you not to be arrogant, life is still a long road, who is the son and who is the master, you dry your eyes before talking."

Jin Chengan was still very unhappy that someone spoke to him so arrogantly.

The three people around him nodded in agreement. This person didn't look so easy to deal with. After all, he dared to challenge four people by himself. If he wasn't stupid, he was really strong.

"Kill him first!"

Jin Chengan rushed over quickly, leaped high and struck down with a heavy sword. The opponent's body swayed slightly and he dodged. Unexpectedly, Chengan made a horizontal backhand with a strong sword energy, but he was still struck by the opponent. Once again dodged.

Chendong ran quickly and jumped from one container to another.

Tang Zixu threw three flying knives in his hand, blocking the opponent's movement. Unexpectedly, the moment the flying knives touched the opponent's body, the guy disappeared instantly.

Everyone present was stunned. They didn't expect this guy to react so quickly.

Chen Dong just laughed at them as if they were fools.

Wang Xie was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. He quickly swooped over and rushed out with both fists, like two dragons rushing over. Chen Dong dodged again.

Jin Chengan shouted. "You guys only know how to hide and hide? You are so brazen that you want to single out the four of us. If you have the ability to fight head-on."

But then he couldn't laugh anymore. Chen Dong quickly flashed over and slashed with his sword, forcing Jincheng An back. Then his body flashed with golden light, and strong energy suddenly burst out, knocking over everything around him.

Li Xiaoming also noticed that the reason why the opponent was able to evade the attack every time was that this guy was forcing space travel every time, using the shield generated by his body's energy to offset the tearing and gravity, which was quite capable.

Every time he flashes, he will deploy his shield and his body will disappear briefly.

Then the other two people also realized that something was wrong. "No, you didn't use flash at all, but the space rupture technique. No wonder you need to open a shield every time you jump in space. I thought you were afraid of death, but I didn't expect to use this method."

Chendong smiled. "So what if I know?"

The four people moved over quickly and surrounded him. All the concentrated fire attacks were extremely fast, and the opposite abilities could not support the opening of the shield several times.

Jin Chengan dragged the knife, kept jumping behind it, and finally threw the knife out.

At the same time, he drew himself closer, with a slight glide, he quickly turned around and pulled out the knife stuck on the ground.

After all, the opponent is a legal battle, so it is easier to fight by keeping the distance as close as possible.

The machete hit the shield quickly, and soon fragments appeared on it, and finally exploded.

"Very well, idiots, you have successfully angered me."

Six flying swords appeared in Mu Chendong's hand. Each sword was engraved with strange inscriptions. They were all composed of the red and dirty blood. They began to attack Jincheng'an. When a flying sword struck, Li Xiaoming jumped. He passed by, and the swords behind him were knocked away by the Jincheng Security Department.

The two of them worked together for a short period of time, and the match was pretty good.

Seeing that he couldn't suppress his opponent, Chen Dong summoned a few more blood swords. Now there were 36 flying swords in total.

"This is the split body of the Rose Curse. Let's see how long you can last."

Bloody swords kept crossing the open space, and the light poles on the roadside were cut directly. The howling wind was blowing, and the mage on the opposite side seemed to be very comfortable. Yes, he was simply torturing his opponent.

Continuously using the sword generated by magic energy to block the opponent's movement and surround the opponent, he finally launched the skill Undead Punishment. A red circle appeared on the ground, and a skull-shaped formation appeared above his head. The last few swords fell to the ground.

Jin Chengan escaped quickly, and finally attacked Mu Chendong while walking around and slashing with his sword, using long-range sword energy to continuously consume the opponent.

Because he found that every time the opponent summoned the blood sword, his movements were sluggish, and the enemy's direction changes were not very mature. The flying sword cannot stop in the air for a few seconds before it hits the person directly.