Chapter 749
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Chapter 749: Confronting the Oracle Envoy
Hokkaido.
Knight and Wei Dong stood before a massive screen, watching the seven wanted posters for the “Extreme Evil” scrolling across it, along with live footage of seven figures standing tall above the “Pure Land,” lost in a daze.
“They…” Wei Dong opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time, unable to utter a single word.
Weren’t you supposed to be going back to your country?!
How could you suddenly decide to breach the “Pure Land”?!
Moreover… this spectacle is too grand! A live broadcast covering the entire territory of Japan—are you trying to completely ruin the reputation of the Oracle Envoys?!
Knight gazed at the seven figures on the screen, and after a moment, he came to his senses and couldn’t help but exclaim:
“The Great Xia… another top-tier team is about to emerge.”
…
Inside the room.
Wu Xiangnan looked at the seven figures standing in the rain on the advertisement screen atop the opposite building, frozen like stone sculptures, a look of nostalgia appearing in his eyes.
Once, he too had companions standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
They had also stood at the pinnacle of the world, looking down upon all living beings…
He slowly reached out, gripping the badge hanging on his chest, feeling the heat and intensity contained within it.
[Blue Rain]…
Unknowingly, Wu Xiangnan’s hands clenched tightly.
A resolute look flashed in his eyes.
“Susa-no-o.” Wu Xiangnan gazed at the distant sky, murmuring,
“I will definitely find Takamagahara…
And then,
I will personally kill you!”
…
Tokyo.
Yuzai looked down at the city beneath the “Pure Land,” now engulfed in darkness, his pupils slightly constricting.
“You cut off the power supply?!” He suddenly turned to Lin Qiye.
“To be precise, I cut off the unnecessary parts,” Jiang Er’s voice came from the Bluetooth speaker. “Hospitals, water, electricity, and the most basic lighting capabilities remain, but all the neon lights and meaningless electrical devices on the streets have been shut down. The country’s power consumption has been reduced by approximately 92%.”
“Since all the energy consumed in this country is fueled by the souls of the deceased, shutting down 92% of the electrical devices can save a massive number of souls.” Lin Qiye spoke calmly,
“Perhaps the people in the city will see us as a disaster, as demons who take away light and noise, bringing endless night, but one day they will realize that what we are doing is the true salvation.”
“Goodness or evil, justice resides in our hearts.”
“Justice?” Yuzai growled angrily, “Here, we are justice!”
Boom—!!
A loud explosion echoed as the four Oracle Envoys’ figures swept through the crumbling “Pure Land,” charging straight toward Lin Qiye and the others!
“[Nightfall] team.” Lin Qiye calmly looked at the four aggressive figures and said flatly, “Prepare for battle!”
Whoosh—!!
Among the seven, a figure enveloped in dark, malevolent flames was the first to swiftly draw his weapon!
Madman Cao Yuan’s malevolence surged, his crimson eyes filled with an insatiable thirst for blood and slaughter. He had suppressed his inner violence and ferocity for so long that he could no longer hold back. At this moment, hearing Lin Qiye issue the battle command, he was the first to charge out!
Leading the four Oracle Envoys was a figure in a white robe—Bing Zai.
The black and white figures collided first!
The blade light of Bing Zai gathered in his hand, meeting the rushing Madman Cao Yuan. His palm struck the straight blade with lightning speed, and the destructive blade light surged in, causing the straight blade to tremble violently!
A sound like a sparrow’s chirp echoed in the air as the straight blade and Bing Zai’s palm created dazzling sparks, but the straight blade did not break!
Bing Zai was taken aback.
“You fool.” Madman Cao Yuan sneered, “The Night Watchman’s Star Blade cannot be broken!”
Song—!!!
Madman Cao Yuan gripped the blade with both hands, the malevolent flames around him converging onto the straight blade. With a sudden force, a thick, menacing black blade light pierced through the heavens and the earth.
Bing Zai’s palm was cut, leaving a bloody mark. Under the terrifying force, he stumbled back several steps, his right arm slightly numb.
“How is this possible?” Bing Zai looked at the seemingly ordinary straight blade in Cao Yuan’s hand, confusion filling his eyes. “Shouldn’t only the Hozu Blade be able to withstand my strike… How can this blade, without a blade soul, not break?”
“Otherwise, how could we say you are country bumpkins?” Bai Li Pangpang chuckled, stepping forward.
The black and white Taiji Bagua formation flickered with his body, directly shifting to Cao Yuan’s side. He raised a finger, and the countless guns and cannons hovering behind him opened fire simultaneously!
Thousands of gunfire erupted in the night sky, like a massive barrage of artillery shells pouring down on the Oracle Envoys, the dense sounds of gunfire echoing in the air like rolling waves, resonating in the pitch-black night.
Among the four Oracle Envoys, the last one in black robes, Yuzai, felt the black circle in his left eye slightly constrict.
A wall of darkness, like an indestructible massive umbrella, coalesced from the void, enveloping the “Pure Land” and blocking all gunfire and artillery shells!
Flames erupted in the darkness!
“Plague.”
Bing Zai stopped before everyone, speaking calmly as his robe suddenly billowed, dark green mist swirling out from him!
This mist was a crystallization of the virus from Bing Zai’s body, capable of invading a person’s immune system in a very short time. While destroying immunity, it wildly planted pathogens within the body. Anyone who stayed in this mist for more than a minute would lose all mobility due to pain.
After three minutes, no living being could walk out alive.
The dark green mist rapidly rolled out!
“This mist is toxic.” An Qingyu’s eyes flashed with a gray light, his gaze narrowing slightly. “Let me handle it!”
He pulled a small knife from his pocket and swiftly cut open his wrist, blood gushing out, with hints of purple light flickering within his blood.
Song—!
The blood splattered in the air, ignited by An Qingyu in an instant, releasing a purple mist several times greater than the total amount of mist released by Bing Zai, engulfing the plague entirely.
The dark green mist was sealed within An Qingyu’s purple mist.
An Qingyu’s body had undergone countless dissections and modifications, gathering all the “mystical” traits he had encountered, no longer belonging to the realm of normal humans. Just the “mystical” traits related to poison within him numbered no less than four.
These four potent toxins flowed in An Qingyu’s blood, allowing him to stand in the plague mist released by Bing Zai for hours without any issues.
Using poison to combat poison!
