Wow! The explosion rate is really high

Looking at the dead head on the ground, Song Laosi's eyes were gloomy and strange.

how come?

how come!

There were so many people in the Black Ax Gang, how could they all be killed without any movement?

Even if that adult were here, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do such a clean and tidy massacre, right?

Fake! It must be fake!

"Dead people... so many dead people..." Someone's panicked shouting sounded in the distance of the street.

When the wind blew, the thick smell of blood blew over, and now everyone could smell the sweet and fishy smell of rust in the air.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, Yueying, who didn't like to be seen in public, moved her toes with some discomfort and planned to run away.

She cannot understand the internal affairs of the underworld, and it is her entire responsibility to ensure the safety of the main subjects of the underworld.

"I didn't expect him to have a backup plan..." A low groan came from Song Laosi's mouth, accompanied by a cold laugh that made everyone's body go crazy, "Giggle, giggle, giggle~ This is fun... This is fun!"

A faint purple aura rose from his body in the psychic vision. People with psychic abilities, including Gong Yan and Gu Lan, noticed this strange change immediately.

"Psychic!"

'No...' Yueying, who had planned to leave directly, stood there with his eyes slightly focused and sighed in his heart, 'It's a devil. ’

Such a hidden devil's gift, she didn't even notice it.

The few times she had encountered demons blessing her or coming in person, she could still smell the unique "smell" of those demons even from far away. It was just because of reasons that had nothing to do with her that she didn't. Be willing to take the initiative.

But this time... they were almost face to face, and she didn't smell anything related to the devil on the other person's body.

It was only at this moment that the other party took the initiative to expose himself, and the unique aura belonging to the devil filled the air in an insidious and strange way.

Conspiracies must always be hidden deep enough.

Yueying probably guessed the origin of the devil who gave this blessing.

However, Song Laosi's actions on the field did not stop at all——

Since you have a backhand, get rid of your backhand.

Taking advantage of Bai E's absence, he had made the most impactful plan in the shortest time.

He knew that as long as a person with Bai E's strength survived, he would always find a chance to make a comeback, and the military bosses would only be able to suppress him for a while.

He also knew that the residents of the Black Street were suddenly stunned, panicked, and even a little deceived because they suddenly received the news that their master was just a soldier in the military camp. Give them a certain amount of time to react, and these people will not forget your master. Treat them well without forgetting the strength and magnanimity of the adults themselves.

He knows everything.

The person who plots the conspiracy knows the characteristics of his opponent better than anyone in authority.

This sudden attack must be completed quickly while being blinded by information.

Now that things have come to this, in the end, you have to rely on yourself to complete the last part of the plan!

"Buzz~"

As Song Laosi's hands quickly formed seals, the fluctuations in spiritual energy caused the space to oscillate. From the perspective of spiritual energy, a circle of magic circle outlined by faint purple light appeared behind Song Laosi.

In the center of the magic circle, the light gradually formed a pattern like an evil eye, and as the magic circle gradually took shape, the evil eye came to life as if it had a life of its own...

"What kind of psychic power is this?"

"Got to stop him!"

"superior!"

Gong Yan, Gu Lan and other players instantly reached a consensus.

They didn't know what Song Laosi was going to do, let alone what consequences this unprecedented psychic array would have after it was formed.

They only know one thing - whatever their opponent wants to do, they must not let him complete it.

Gong Yan directly took out the gun, and the bullets of the pistol were attached with the blessing of psychic energy. With a muffled "bang" sound, the gray weapon wrapped the bullet and struck out instantly.

Dai Lian also pulled up the bowstring from the crowd, and with the help of the skill - Powerful Shooting, the arrows filled with full power hit the body of Song Laosi in the seal.

The players reacted very quickly, almost taking action the moment Song Laosi started to form seals.

However, several attacks from different directions were like passing through calm water. Apart from causing waves of water ripples on the surface of Song Laosi's body, there was no other feedback.

[Your attack successfully hit the target, but the physical strike was ineffective. Only the additional psychic impact caused a weak blow to the target. 】

[More impacts will have a greater probability of interrupting the target's spellcasting. The current probability of psychic impact interrupting the target's spellcasting is 0.49%...]

[... failed to interrupt successfully. 】

"No! Can't hit!"

"Only psychic attacks work!"

"I know!" Gu Lan gritted her teeth and agreed.

Kuang Xin and Dai Lian's psychic abilities are not strong. They only learned the magic of psychic powers from adults and have the ability to use psychic powers as blue bars.

They can indeed consume psychic energy to trigger skills, but in terms of pure psychic strikes, of course they are not as good as Gong Yan and Gu Lan, who had their own psychic talents from the beginning.

Gong Yan's spiritual attributes tend to be functional, while only Gu Lan's spiritual attributes are more inclined to combat.

Gu Lan lifted up her skirt and took out the small silver psychic pistol from the strap at the base of her thigh. She looked intently at the figure that exuded a purple luster, and the silver aura gradually deepened in her eyes.

"Nirvana!"

When using psychic powers, all of Gu Lan's attacks will bring some absolute damage called "destructive damage".

It's just that the level of psychic energy not only represents the reserve of blue bars, but also the efficiency of mobilizing psychic energy is different.

Even if he is a person with psychic talent, Gu Lan's psychic level may be far ahead among players, but among the aboriginals, he can only be regarded as a small success.

If you want to fully mobilize all your spiritual energy into one blow, you need a certain amount of time to concentrate.

"Buzz~"

The tremor of psychic energy has almost reached its peak, and the bullet's discharge is no longer controllable.

"boom!"

The brass bullet carried a bright silver light and flashed before everyone's eyes.

"puff!"

[Your attack successfully hit the target, but the physical strike was ineffective. Only the additional psychic impact caused a weak blow to the target. 】

[More impacts will have a greater probability of interrupting the target's spellcasting. The current probability of psychic impact interrupting the target's spellcasting is 21.3%...]

Time became so slow as the senses passed. Gu Lan's fully concentrated consciousness seemed to be able to clearly see the thread of faint purple light behind the veteran moving forward bit by bit.

‘Did you interrupt? ’

In a short period of time, only this thought flashed through my mind.

[... failed to interrupt successfully. 】

"Shua~"

Light and shadow returned, and Gu Lan's eyes dimmed.

"Failed……"

"Buzz~"

The pattern of the magic circle took shape, and the purple eyes suddenly opened.

The first sight he cast was directed towards the black figure standing alone on the edge of the eaves.

"boom!"

Fragmented.

The dark purple magic circle shattered instantly from the perspective of psychic energy, falling from mid-air like broken glass.

Among the fragments that exuded a strange luster, Yueying's indifferent eyes were constantly obscured.

If the opponent's true form comes, there may still be a big battle.

But the little bit of power given to ordinary people is nothing in front of her.

She allowed the other party to successfully cast the spell because she wanted to see who the devil behind this villager really was.

Now...it's confirmed.

"conspiracy!"

With the shattering of the magic circle, the strength supporting Song Laosi's body also faded away like the tide, and the body that had been hollowed out by the devil's erosion suddenly fell down like a stuffed balloon.

All that is left in the world is the last burst of weird laughter that didn’t sound like a human voice, “Giggle, giggle, giggle~jijijijijijijiji~”

Even the onlookers who knew nothing about the situation could hear the excitement and satisfaction that reached people's hearts from the laughter.

As long as you are planning a conspiracy, whether it succeeds or fails, it is enough to comfort the conspiracy devil.

What He wants is just this process...

Not to mention, the plot he planned also planted the seeds of conspiracy in other people's hearts, which was even more exciting to him.

Yueying sighed in her heart, feeling a little tired.

Of course it wasn't just a few simple shots.

But... this place on Black Street is really a place with "outstanding people"...

It's not like she hasn't seen demon infestations before, but in the Black Street area, they are too frequent and too powerful.

Demonic infestations of the world are of course everywhere, but most infestations are just infestations.

Turning people into rotten corpses, into irrational and violent butchers, into estrous beasts who only want to squirm... these are normal demonic erosions.

If an ordinary person willing to fall into the arms of the devil can immediately receive the devil's blessing, then no matter how strict the law is, I am afraid that it will not prevent the humans at the bottom of society from rebelling into the devil's camp.

The devil's blessing is a minority among the minority, an absolute elite treatment that only the so-called "Chosen Ones" can receive.

More ordinary people at the bottom, even if they join the devil camp, are still the bottom of the bottom.

But what about here on the Black Street?

Every demon incident she encountered was a direct blessing from the demon, or even a direct physical appearance from the demon.

Is it possible that the residents of this Black Street area are all the chosen ones?

Or...are there any other special factors here?

I can't figure it out...my head hurts.

But this is human territory anyway. As long as that boy Baie can move freely, let him handle these matters...

Now, the dispute is over and I can become invisible again~

A strong wind blew up from the ground in the spiritual senses. Behind the withered body that fell to the ground and the broken magic circle fragments, the attraction from the high-dimensional space gathered into a raging tornado, absorbing back all traces of existence in this world. , turned into the basic "nourishment" needed by the high-dimensional space itself.

"Huhuhuhu~"

Yueying seemed to be able to hear the howling wind caused by the storm in high-dimensional space.

And mixed in it is a charming female voice that is very clear but disappears in the wind. Just hearing it is enough to make people blush and feel restless——

‘Hehe~ I found you! ’

Self-restraint took over his body instantly, and Yueying took a step back with a slight stagger.

The pretty face hidden under the black hood suddenly turned bright red, and the soft touch of the soft fabric rubbing against the skin made the body tremble slightly subconsciously.

"Thank you, sir, for taking the initiative." Kilde, who came back to his senses below, took the initiative.

"..."

Yueying Yinya bit her lower lip tightly, and her figure flashed and disappeared into the vast night sky.

"..."

"..."

"It's so cold..."

"But it's so strong..."

"How do you compare with us adults?"

"I don't know... I'll give it a 50-50 shot."

Looking at the edge of the eaves where the slim black shadow left, the players whispered curiously.

A disabled player from Gray Iron City who was also attracted was even more curious at the moment. He patted Kuang Xin on the shoulder and asked enthusiastically: "Hey, buddy, who is that? So fierce?"

"Don't ask." Kuang Xin didn't know either, but that didn't stop him from showing off, "Our Liming Organization has a lot of talented people, and there are some secrets that you are not qualified to know."

"Oh~" The Gray Iron City player holding a wooden stick nodded, convinced, "Indeed..."

But then he turned around and became concerned about another thing, "Is what he just said true?"

The leader who has a glorious image in their hearts is actually just a soldier in the military region?

Hearing this, Kuang Xin glanced sideways at the other party, "What's wrong with the soldier? Where does strength not matter? How many NPCs can you find among the NPCs with the same level of strength as our lord?"

As long as you have the strength, you will be your father wherever you go.

Temporary identity does not mean anything, only one's own strength is the eternal truth.

There is no natural fear of power in the hearts of their players. No matter how powerful the power in the game is, can you follow the network cable to his home and beat them up?

My master is strong enough, and his organization also has countless experts in charge, and more importantly, he can provide them with endless help.

Just follow it wholeheartedly and that's it. The background in the game world is just fun for them.

"Stop talking." Dai Lian pulled Kuang Xin's arm.

Xu Ruoguang began to take over the remaining scenes, and they had to help.

"As underworld law enforcers, you take the initiative to gather people to cause trouble. You know your culpability, right?"

Facing Xu Ruoguang's questioning, all the veterans lowered their heads.

They just wanted to follow Song Laosi to explore the truth of the master. In fact, they didn't have much thoughts of "rebellion" at the moment.

Everything is Song Laosi's personal opinion, they were just coerced.

But he couldn't say this, so everyone could only deal with Xu Ruoguang's scolding like a dull gourd.

As for resistance?

The lessons learned from the Black Ax Gang and the Demon-Blessed Song Laosi are still in front of us...

Although the black-robed master did not perform much, I am afraid that his strength is not inferior to that of a real master.

Resist? What a chicken feather.

Xu Ruoguang glanced sideways at Gong Yan, who was walking over, with a hint of surprise in his eyes——

They wanted to cause trouble for these veterans, but they didn't expect these veterans to take the initiative to hand over the handle. Is there any more suitable opportunity than this to install prosthetics for those Gray Iron City players?