Chapter 750
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Chapter 750: The Fire Reappears
The plague disaster saw his virus trapped within the mist created by An Qingyu, and his expression darkened.
Of course, as an Oracle Envoy, this mist was not his only means of attack.
Disease has a myriad of ways to kill.
He raised his arm, about to do something, when a figure in a deep blue Han robe suddenly burst through the purple mist, landing steadily in front of him like a bolt of lightning.
Jialan pressed a button on the black box, and a golden spear shot out from it, landing firmly in her hand.
Holding the “Heavenly Gate,” her black hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and her eyes locked onto the plague disaster, filled with fighting spirit:
“Come on,” she said with a smile, “let’s see if your virus can kill me.”
Boom—!
She stomped her feet on the ground, her figure shooting out like lightning, the golden spear pointing at the plague disaster, unleashing a thick golden beam that pierced through the dead of night, illuminating a corner of the darkness.
……
On the other side.
The insect disaster looked at the chaotic battlefield, her brows slightly furrowed.
With a gentle flick of her sleeve, countless poisonous insects crawled out from her body, spreading rapidly around her. Just as they were about to mingle into the battlefield, a crisp sound of a snap echoed.
Snap—!
The surrounding air was rapidly separated and compressed.
A spark erupted.
In the next moment, a blazing fireball burst forth like a burning sun, blooming in the night sky, instantly engulfing all the poisonous insects in a sea of flames!
A figure stood calmly in the fire, raising his right hand and snapping his fingers again.
Snap—!
A vacuum wall descended, and the flames around him were extinguished in an instant.
Shen Qingzhu, draped in a flowing cloud cloak, stood in the only vacuum space of the fire scene, his gaze fixed coldly on the insect disaster.
His surroundings were not entirely in a vacuum; Shen Qingzhu had already mastered the ability to precisely control and create air bubbles in the vacuum, allowing him to breathe while transmitting sound through the bubbles.
He looked at the insect disaster and spoke淡淡:
“I couldn’t kill you this morning, but now… I’m here to take your head.”
“My head?” The insect disaster scoffed, “Just you?”
“Of course… not.”
A smile appeared at the corner of Shen Qingzhu’s mouth.
A figure in a red robe fell from the sky like a meteor!
Boom!!
The figure landed behind Shen Qingzhu, the red robe billowing in the wind. The insect disaster turned her head in confusion, only to see that familiar face, her pupils suddenly constricting!
“Fire disaster?! How is this possible?!”
Standing behind Shen Qingzhu was the original fourth Oracle Envoy, “Fire Disaster”!
After the battle in Osaka, Fire Disaster was personally slain by Lin Qiye, and then the military disaster activated the reconstruction program in the “Pure Land,” creating a new body for Fire Disaster.
With the scientific technology of the “Pure Land,” it was entirely possible to copy the soul consciousness of “Fire Disaster” from the cloud to a new body, thus completely reviving her… However, before Fire Disaster’s body could be fully reconstructed, An Qingyu and Jiang Er seized control of the “Pure Land.”
The Oracle Envoy had not even had time to upload the original consciousness of “Fire Disaster.”
This meant that…
What remained in the “Pure Land” was a “Fire Disaster” without self-awareness, controlled solely by the automatic control system of “Yuzun”!
And “Yuzun” had already been completely eliminated by Jiang Er.
So now, controlling the fourth Oracle Envoy was… Jiang Er!
“Surprised? Unexpected?” The corners of Fire Disaster’s mouth lifted slightly, a red light flickering in her left eye, Jiang Er’s voice emanating from it, “I really like this gift you left for me.
I will use her fire to burn the ‘Pure Land’ to the ground.”
As Jiang Er’s voice faded, the controlled Fire Disaster slowly raised her hand, fiery lines of flame coalescing in the air, the temperature in the surrounding environment rising rapidly!
The insect disaster’s expression turned grim!
……
The three Oracle Envoys were entangled in a chaotic battle with six members of the “Nightfall” team.
These Oracle Envoys were strong enough to rival those at the “Klein” level, but on the “Nightfall” team, only Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, and Jialan possessed “Limitless” level combat power. Although they were slightly weaker in rank, they could still hold their own against the Oracle Envoys thanks to the power of the Forbidden Ruins and their teamwork.
Moreover, with Jiang Er controlling the Oracle Envoy “Fire Disaster,” they could independently contend with one Oracle Envoy, making the situation extremely tense.
Seeing this, the prison disaster furrowed his brows tightly.
It should be noted that this battle was being live-streamed to the entire “Human Circle.” If the Oracle Envoys failed to win or achieved a pyrrhic victory, it would have a significant negative impact on the stability of their divine authority.
They needed a crushing victory!
The prison disaster took a deep breath, the black circle in his left eye contracting. He raised his arm, slowly reaching out towards the members of the “Nightfall” team.
At that moment, his pupils suddenly constricted!
From the void behind him, a man in a black trench coat emerged, wielding a snow-white long knife, moving like a ghost.
“What do you want… to do?”
Lin Qiye’s voice echoed in the prison disaster’s ears.
The prison disaster shot forward like lightning, retracting his outstretched right hand. Black prison rods surged from the darkness beneath his feet, intertwining and forming a massive black sword that swung towards Lin Qiye’s body.
Clang—!!
A massive blade projection appeared simultaneously, colliding with the black sword, and an invisible shockwave erupted from the point of impact!
The wind whipped through Lin Qiye’s black hair, his brilliant golden eyes burning like the blazing sun.
The prison disaster broke out in a cold sweat!
When did he come behind me?
Why was there not a single trace, not a hint of energy fluctuation?
The prison disaster steadied himself, his gaze fixed on the snow-white long knife in Lin Qiye’s hand, confusion deepening in his eyes.
That is… the Hozun knife?
When did such a knife appear among the nine Hozun blades?
“You are the first Oracle Envoy who imprisoned Cao Yuan?” Lin Qiye, holding the knife Zhanbai, walked slowly towards the prison disaster, draped in a black trench coat.
“So what?” The prison disaster replied coldly, “The heretics of the divine should be executed. If it weren’t for wanting to pry open his mouth to find a way to escape, he would already be a corpse…
And perhaps you don’t even know what kind of monster he is!”
“Monster?”
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, “My brother is not a monster…
Even if he is,
Whoever dares to call him a monster,
I will kill them!”
As Lin Qiye’s words fell, the Zhanbai in his hand sliced through the air like lightning, a streak of snow-white blade light ignoring the space flickering, shooting straight towards the prison disaster’s head!
