Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 164 Ancient City of the Undead

Countless pieces of iron sputtered out of the overturned incinerator in an instant, and the flames mixed with melted black mucus splashed everywhere.

Quan Heng backed away, and just about to block with "punishment", the Mad Hatter suddenly raised his arm.

"Try this." After the Mad Hatter finished speaking, the white cloak unfolded in front of him.

"Special item." Quan Heng also thought about the special nature of this cloak.

"Well, it's S17's reward."

The Mad Hatter himself looked at the unfolded cloak curiously, "To be honest, I haven't used this thing before. The old man asked me to wear it—it's said that it's a magic cloak that can change the direction of an attacking object."

He thought for a while: "Okay, it's a passive skill, even if I've used it, I don't know - try it now."

The moment the cloak was raised, it formed a square air wall of about two meters, and an inconspicuous golden light shone on the edge of the flapping airflow.

All iron pieces, monster fragments, etc. that approached the air wall were bounced back at the same speed at the moment they approached the air wall!

Quan Heng looked at the wall of air formed by the cloak, staring thoughtfully at the surface of the air flow.

Is this special item... capable of deflecting any form of attack?
The splashing debris gradually stopped, and the sound also slowly stopped.

"Stop it," the Mad Hatter lowered his arm and muttered, "No wonder no one has been able to attack me from behind since this season, so it bounced me back."

"I seem to have discovered it before." The Mad Hatter was suddenly impressed by this conclusion, and finally gave up. "Forget it, I don't remember."

Quan Heng looked at the wriggling monster fragments on the ground, and as expected, he took out the tweezers that came along, bent down and picked up an earthworm-shaped fragment.

"There should be experimental containers such as glass bottles in the cabinet," Quan Heng said, "Please help me get one, thank you."

"OK."

The Mad Hatter found a glass jar to catch the wriggling black slime, closed the lid and shook it, "I got it."

"Well," Quan Heng threw the tweezers into the incinerator, "Let's go back."

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"...It is because of the existence of these aspiring young people that our country can come out of the darkness."

Sitting in the golden circle, Mu Jing and Jiang Jin listened carefully to his talk about the past full of youthful enthusiasm and twists and turns.

Mu Jing looked up into his eyes, and suddenly said:

"Uncle Jiang, there is light in your eyes."

Jiang Jin froze, and lightly blinked her only half eyelids.

He turned his head to look at the wall of the container at hand, and saw the mutilated right eye rolling under the scorched eyelid, and irregular polyps growing under the left eye that had been cut by the bayonet.

But there is indeed light, so clear, like a river of stars falling into the bottom of the eyes, shining brightly.

It seems that as long as you talk about your beliefs and ideals you pursue, your soul will shine brightly in this crippled body.

"Like sparks." Mu Jing hugged Mu Xiaoliu and laughed, "Uncle Jiang must love his beliefs and this country very much."

Jiang Jin looked at Mu Jing and smiled lightly, "Yes, I love that land of mountains and rivers very much, and I am willing to shed my blood for her and defend her dignity and integrity."

He had his nose cut off, his lips were cut off, and he was burned beyond recognition by the sea of ​​fire, but he still looks so handsome when he smiles.

"Uncle Jiang," Mu Jing held his face, and there was light in his eyes when he smiled, "I think you are very cute, you are the cutest person!"

"Okay," Jiang Jin laughed, and rubbed Mu Jing's head, "Okay."

He sighed with emotion, there seemed to be tears in his eyes, and his voice unknowingly softened:

"so good."

As long as you know that the mountains and rivers he guards are good, and the people he guards are good, everything is worth it.

"By the way," Mu Jing took out something from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Jin, "Uncle Jiang, this is a gift for you."

Jiang Jin froze, looking at the origami dove in Mu Jing's hand.

"My sister and I don't know how to origami, so I asked my elder brother to help me fold it." Mu Jing held the little white dove in his hand, his smiling eyes were clean and pure, "Does Uncle Jiang like it?"

Jiang Jin carefully held the white dove in Mu Jing's hand. The hands covered with mottled scars and the child's soft and white palm formed a picture that was inconsistent but fit so well.

"like."

Jiang Jin fell into tears unknowingly, and smiled at the child: "Thank you, child."

"You're welcome," Mu Jing said, "My sister asked me to give this to you."

Jiang Jin was a little surprised: "Miss Quan?"

"En." Mu Jing nodded, and suddenly saw Quan Heng's figure from the corner of her eye.

Mu Jing's eyes lit up, and she immediately got up and ran over: "Sister!"

Jiang Jin also stood up: "Miss Quan, are you injured?"

"No," Quan Heng said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang."

"That's good," Jiang Jin felt relieved, "You got a city pass?"

"A pass? Yes, we got the body fragments of that monster."

The Mad Hatter tossed the glass bottle in his hand, watching the black slime rolling around inside, having a great time playing:

"Look, it's still moving."

As he spoke, he shook the glass bottle in his hand, watching the slime struggle to get up, and slapped the bottle wall like a kowtow.

[Kamo: Ah yes yes yes, I can move and move, my stump is very good at moving. ]
[It's bound to move, it moves more happily when it's alive, it's not because you two blow it up directly. ]
"Oh, this is a spineless monster," the Mad Hatter said with disgust, "Look at its limpness, it should be begging for mercy."

[Laughing to death, you have killed people, and you still laugh at them for being spineless. ]
[This is true, the derivative of this monster is quite bullying.Just look at their attitude towards Quan Heng and the Mad Hatter at the lighthouse - they were overwhelmed by the sanctions, and they must kneel down and admit their father. ]
"It's over," Quan Heng didn't care what the Mad Hatter was trying to do, and looked at Jiang Jin, "We can go now."

"Thank you for your hard work, both of you."

Jiang Jin thanked her, but just as she was about to take a step, her face suddenly changed, and she leaned forward suddenly.

Quan Heng held Jiang Jin up to prevent him from falling to the ground, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"I feel sick to my heart."

Jiang Jin gasped for a few moments, and touched her golden pocket watch while pressing her heart, "I have a bad feeling...Xin Lan, is something wrong with Xin Lan?"

"Mrs. Tang?" Quan Heng's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered something.

There is a memorial hall on Gujiang Hero Road. Xiaoting’s school once organized student activities to visit. When he came back at night, he mentioned that the old curator who explained history was surnamed...

Don.

"Mr. Jiang, let's go to the next city right away," Quan Heng quickly made a decision, "Complete the task as soon as possible, and help you cross the Wugou River."

The place where this map will pollute the invasion is likely to be the memorial hall, and looking at Jiang Jin's current situation, Mrs. Tang's side may not be optimistic.

(End of this chapter)