Chapter 73 Trump Card

Hearing Tifos mention Gou Mang, Lei Li Yujin remembered that he hadn't seen Gou Mang make a move from beginning to end.

If Gou Mang had attacked just now, he, with two Sovereign-level items, would have already started a massacre.

Lei Li Yujin turned his head and looked around, shouting loudly: "Where's Gou Mang? Where's Gou Mang?"

Due to the contract, the Saints participating in the operation could not communicate tactics afterward, and all deployments were decided at the meeting.

According to the original deployment, Gou Mang should be carrying out a massive slaughter at this moment.

The other Saints looked around, searching for Gou Mang's figure. In the chaos just now, with gods fighting, everyone was preoccupied with their own safety and had no time to pay attention to him.

Only now did they realize that Gou Mang hadn't appeared from beginning to end.

Lei Li Yujin glanced at the demon ancestor Tifos and muttered:

"He wouldn't be chickening out, would he?"

The peak Saints instantly understood what he meant. Ordinary Saints took an extra second to comprehend what this interest-driven businessman meant. "The rules of this battle are: no close combat!"

The Saints of the Evil camp perked up. The coin burst open with a bang.

Immediately afterward, Tifos shot out beams of pale light from his eyes, hitting the Deep Sea Horror's legs. The grayish-white petrification slowly dissolved, turning me into stone on the spot.

Whether this Saint battle will be won or lost is still uncertain, so let's follow your plan first... As these thoughts flashed through my mind, Yin Li heard Tifos's hoarse voice coming from above:

At the same time, a gunshot rang out nearby.

The sound came from Zhang Yuanqing, a low-level Saint from the Beauty God Association. This Cupid profession couldn't get involved in the skill exchange earlier, but now it finally came into play.

Wasting precious rescue time, Tifos shot out two petrifying beams from his eyes. The Deep Sea Horror ducked down, hiding in the horse.

Accompanying the lightning strikes were also overwhelming wind blades.

However, he couldn't find the Lingjing ID "Tongtian Jiaozhu," realizing it was a pseudonym, and reported back to the Hunter Guild truthfully.

"Since there's no problem, what are we waiting for?"

A Saint from an orderly organization was caught off guard and struck in the chest by the beam. With a series of "crack" sounds, the grayish-white petrification dissolved rapidly, turning him into a stone sculpture in the blink of an eye.

Back then, when I obtained the Natal Spirit Moon, I wasn't even at the eighth-level peak. I only felt that Yin Force surged, increasing the number of Yin corpses and spirit servants I could control.

The rules descended, but none of the eight were suppressed.

Tifos's body was still changing. Curved ram horns grew from the sides of his skull, and two fleshy lumps bulged on his back. With a "poof," the lumps exploded, transforming into a pair of flamboyant white membranous wings.

Fool, astrology is just for reference. Don't rely too much on that skill! Dai Yongfeng on the lighthouse sneered inwardly.

This guy must die, or I'll become the focus, and more contact will only bring more trouble! Dai Yongfeng controlled his emotions, not revealing even a trace of hostility or killing intent, and said coldly:

It's worth mentioning that the melee among Saints actually restricted the performance of most of us.

Thinking of this, the Saints of the orderly camp looked even more relaxed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Tifos's white robe shattered into pieces, revealing a terrifying and hideous body. His image was like a demon from Western mythology, with dark red skin and no body fat. The muscle fibers were clear and distinct.

At the same time, the sea surface of the port surged, and schools of swordfish leaped out of the water, launching suicidal attacks from behind, crashing into the white-robed men.

"Poof!"

And the Dream Master who had just used the mental attack was clearly standing here, not killing anyone in their dreams.

The Dream Eater breathed a sigh of relief and hastily amplified the arrogance and recklessness of the Deep Sea Horror.

The extraordinary Night Wanderer skill can conceal one's aura, movements, and form. When Yin Force reached the peak of the Saint realm, and combined with the Natal Spirit Moon, I discovered that in the Night Wander state, I gained the protection of "Secrecy."

The Deep Sea Horror and Gou Mang were instantly enveloped in darkness. After struggling for a moment, they fell with a thud, falling into a deep sleep.

Tifos specifically named Gou Mang for a life-and-death battle, and dared to be so arrogant even knowing that the other party had a Sovereign-level item, indicating that he was prepared.

At this moment, the eyelids of the two female Saints beside Zhang Yuanqing, a low-level Saint of the Beauty God Association, suddenly became heavy. They staggered a few steps and fell with a thud, falling into a deep sleep.

With a "whoosh" of water, the blue flame longsword smoothly slashed open the Deep Sea Horror's neck. The horse collapsed, dying in place of the Deep Sea Horror.

Now it was the white-robed men's turn to panic.

The Nothingness Sect had never heard of Tongtian Jiaozhu, so they specifically retrieved the kill copy clearance list from the past decade. Several Saints had already begun to cough, experiencing an itchy throat.

"Well, that Dark Night Rose Star Official also primarily cultivates Yin Force, but he wouldn't know that Gou Mang is actually Yuanshi Tianzun, and also possesses the protection of Secrecy, so he's so confident."

For example, Illusionists' mental attacks, Drunkards' "drunken spray," Aberrants' poisonous smoke, Plague Gods' moisture deprivation... These group attacks don't distinguish between friend and foe.

Jealousy God General, who excelled at close combat, faced the wind blades and lightning and rushed forward, taking a deep breath and exhaling grayish-white thick fog. The cloud-like fog surged toward the orderly camp Saints.

In contrast, the already low morale of Taiyin and the others was hit again. Some Saints who cherished their lives even began to consider retreating.

Boom boom boom! Another eighth-level Dream Master?

Jealousy God General grabbed a blood-colored longsword from his item bar, leaped up, and sent himself into the orderly camp's ranks.

Tree-like lightning struck Jealousy God General and Tifos non-stop, causing white smoke to rise from both of them. However, their powerful physiques rendered the lightning powerless.

Their auras disappeared, and they died just like that.

Cocktail sprayed repeatedly, "I know astrology very well, it avoids misfortune and seeks good fortune. It can let you see your short-term luck. I wonder if I can buy a corresponding item for you."

Tifos's scarlet pupils turned grayish-white, and he suddenly shot out two pale beams.

Jealousy God General, who was most skilled in close combat, rushed toward Deep Sea Horror first. Tifos spat out blue flames from his palm, condensing them into a giant blade. He knew the path and ran ahead, leaving Jealousy God General behind him.

Gou Mang wasn't here, so Tifos wouldn't use his trump card to kill us, would he?

The blood-colored longsword spun and slashed, piercing into Deep Sea Horror's chest.

"Damn it!"

A layer of illusory fish scales blocked the slash. As a low-level Saint, it was impossible to die so easily.

"Everyone's appearance is the same as when they were on the ship, covered in white clouds, hiding blood, knowing misfortune, but not to the point of death. Well, if the Sovereign doesn't make a move, there won't be any variables in tonight's Saint battle. There's really no need to waste any more time. Let's do it."

Yin Li had discovered long ago that when an eighth-level peak him was paired with the Natal Spirit Moon, he was equivalent to a Star Official who primarily cultivated Dai Yong's force. In this state, the "Night Wander" skill underwent a transformation.

"The evil camp," "evil profession" are the definitions given to us by the orderly organization. The evil professions themselves don't recognize it. We call ourselves free, doing whatever we want, disregarding all restraints.

If the other party used a Sovereign-level item, they could wipe out the Saints in the orderly camp in eight minutes.

"Are you Tongtian Jiaozhu?" The Dream Eater sized up the cold and stern youth with great interest.

Tifos was like a laser emitter, turning his head and firing petrifying rays at the orderly Saints.

Therefore, he believed that the benefit of primarily cultivating the sun, moon, and stars lay in increasing combat power. It wasn't until he stepped into the peak of the Saint realm and tried using the Natal Spirit Moon that he realized he had overestimated it.

Wind mages suppress mist masters!

His face had little resemblance to a human, beautiful and kind, with scarlet vertical pupils that were icy and cruel.

"Villains die from talking too much. You group of idiots who talk nonsense, either attack or wait for the Illusionist to charge into battle?"

These swordfish were all black, radiating a metallic sheen under the moonlight, sea beasts carefully cultivated by the Sea God Church.

With Demon Eye Heavenly King as a reference, the white-robed men understood instantly, revealing a look of realization.

The surrounding white-robed men cast hostile glances at Tongtian Jiaozhu.

The Bewitching Demon's weapons specialized in breaking armor.

It was I who amplified Deep Sea Horror's "arrogant and reckless" emotions. Ordinary Saints could not influence the battle situation and were not my target. Only peak Saints were worthy of my attention.

At this time, a sharp female voice called out, "Are you going to fight anymore?"

Deep Sea Horror's expression froze, and his pupils dilated.

"However, from another perspective, doesn't my deduction from last night also count? Because I also couldn't calculate that eighth-level Star Official who primarily cultivates Yin Force."

The voice was mixed with charm, causing erotic thoughts and desires to surge, which instead allowed Deep Sea Horror to regain a trace of reason.

A bullet hit Gou Mang's feet, and then exploded, the deep darkness spreading like a tide, covering everything around.

Therefore, Tongtian Jiaozhu's definition of his own people was problematic.

Or, he had already realized that he would become the focus of this Saint battle and retreated in advance, not even coming to the port.

Curiosity, playfulness, and a trace of exploration... Yin Li sensed the Dream Eater's emotions. The other party didn't hide his true feelings.

This person was about twenty-seven years old, with a high nose and thick eyebrows, and a very handsome appearance, but his expression and eyes were too cold, like ice.

Back then, I realized how great the benefit of primarily cultivating one of the sun, moon, and stars was, and how important the Taiyi Sect's secret technique was. Although I knew before that Night Wanderers had to choose one of the sun, moon, and stars to primarily cultivate, I didn't have any real understanding.

"Woo!"

At this moment, half of my face was covered with white vine-like patterns. This was the external manifestation when the Natal Spirit Moon was used.

Villain?

The soft whistle instantly drowned out Dai Yongfeng's call, eliminating the other party's charm.

Seeing this, Tifos immediately spewed out a dark green poisonous smoke, mixed with the thick fog, and surged toward the enemy.

While in shock and doubt, the Saints of the orderly camp saw a figure leap out of the dream and join the Saints of the evil camp.

Tongtian Jiaozhu and the Dream Eater hid behind the container, joining hands to provoke the emotions of the Saints in the orderly camp, weakening our fighting spirit while trying to pull us into the dream.

But very quickly, I was beaten back by Dai Yong and Deep Sea Horror.

At this time, a starlight rose from behind Tifos, transforming into a handsome youth holding a distorted scroll in his hand, who was none other than Gou Mang.

Knights and sea monsters are also good at close combat. "Bang!"

Looking at the evil camp, although the Star Official's spirit servants were suppressed by lightning, and the thick fog and poisonous smoke were also suppressed, the Illusionist's dream invasion and the Plague God's germs were hard to defend against.

Having said that, I summoned the "horse," jumped over the container, and rushed towards the white-robed men. biqupai

Petrification beams do not possess destructive power. Their only function is to petrify matter.

The Dream Eater curled his lips and shouted, "Do it!"

Cocktail took a step forward, taking the initiative to meet the swordfish swarm, distorting their flight trajectory, letting them graze the white-robed men. Some pinned themselves to the container, and some fell to the ground.

Dai Yong and the others' expressions changed drastically, and it was too late to call a stop.

The starlight rose in an instant, and Tifos "heh"ed. Seemingly prepared, he decisively withdrew and pounced to the right.

Regardless of which one it was, it was fatal to the Saints of the orderly camp.

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