Reincarnation Paradise

Chapter 1638

In the early morning of the next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, the wind and the sun were beautiful on the Redeemer's Heights.

click...

There was a very dissonant sound of bow and crossbow being wound up, reloading, aiming, and getting ready.
collapse!
A nearly three-meter-long crossbow bolt that looked like a missile shot out. Looking at the crossbow bolt that was flying away gradually, Su Xiao said that it was a fake if he didn't feel sorry for it. One Apollo = 10 Paradise Coins + Soul Crystal x 1 + 1000 points Mana.

The crossbow shot through the air, breaking through layers of air waves in mid-air. This time, the target was the mountains in the central area. There are a large number of assimilators in these hollow mountains.

After flying nearly three kilometers away, the momentum of the crossbow arrow slowed down, and the tip of the arrow gradually deflected downward, and finally pierced a mountain wall.

There was a crisp click, and a big hole was pierced out of that mountain wall, and the inside was pitch black. In the darkness, there was a crisp metal impact sound.

A flash of orange fire tore through the darkness, numb and sluggish faces appeared around the surroundings it illuminated, and the pale vertical pupils that occasionally danced were even more creepy.

The flames became more and more intense, turning from orange to blue, and finally to white. All these things happened in an instant.

The sun flames spread in the mountain, and the tens of thousands of assimilators here were instantly burned into a gaseous state, turning into nothing.

Boom!
A fireball with a diameter of at least two kilometers swallowed a mountain range. The scene was extremely spectacular. This scene was witnessed by many residents of the Redeemer Heights. They were no longer as dazed or frightened as yesterday, after all, they had seen it once.

The central area, the soul altar.

With a clatter, the pottery bowl in Saint Zaka's hand fell to the ground, and the chopped soul vines could be vaguely seen inside.

Saint Zacchar's mouth opened and closed several times. Although it wasn't his ancestral tomb that exploded this time, it was his 'barracks', and the assimilators inside were his power.

"Demon Clan. Yu Clan, you guys are too deceitful..."

Brother San Zhajia was trembling with anger. From his birth to now, he has never been so angry like this for a moment. He is not afraid of strong enemies, but this kind of attack from nowhere makes him very helpless.

At the edge of the central area, Su Xiao stood on the canopy, observing the situation near the explosion point through a telescope.

Judging from the current situation, the central area is very dangerous. Entering it rashly is tantamount to courting death, so Su Xiao simply refuses to enter. There are still more than ten days in the mission time limit. He throws an Apollo in the past every day. Can keep shrinking.

After observing, Su Xiao took Boobwang and Lilith back to the residence.

Early the next morning, the sleepy Boubo Wang squatted on a huge rock, his small eyes seemed to say: "Master, let's do this...not good, Ben Wang's conscience hurt a little last night."

"Then you're going to steal the Ash Bud?"

"Woof! (Blow him up, I support you)"

Boubo Wang's expression was firm, and he spoke righteously.

Different locations, the same launcher, the same Apollo, the victims are still assimilators, with the power of Apollo, perhaps within a few times, more than 90% of the assimilators will be killed by Su Xiao.

The sun fell into the world, and the white flames rose into the sky. This seemed to have become a must-have program every morning in the Redeemer's Heights. The commoners had begun to get used to it, and some even prayed to the 'sun'.

On the soul altar.

clack clack...

Saint Zacchar's teeth were about to be crushed. Yesterday he turned his site upside down, but found nothing. And this morning, his site was blown up again. This is the third time, the third time. Second-rate!

San Zhajia has observed the explosion sites many times, and he is sure that it is not a high-tech weapon, but a mysterious explosive, which is probably a product of alchemy.

At the beginning, Saint Zaka suspected that this incident was done by the Black Ze forces, and later he suspected the Demon Clan or the Yu Clan, but after thinking about it, he found that these conjectures were unreasonable.

The most depressing thing in the world is not being defeated, but after being slapped with a big mouth, I don't know who did it. What's even more crazy is that this kind of big mouth is done once a day, which is more punctual than breakfast on time.

St. Zhajia's side exploded on the spot depressed, Su Xiao's mood was not very good, but the opponent was too tolerant. After three consecutive days of attacks, the other party didn't even send a single assimilator. It's hard to say who wins or loses without the opponent's game, but San Zhajia's loss is even heavier.

There is an old saying that is good, that is, there are only three things. However, the next day, the fourth Apollo exploded in the central area.

Boom!
After shaking for a while, Saint Zacchar with an extremely ugly face appeared near the explosion point. Looking at the blazing white flame in front of him, his heart actually calmed down, because he was a little used to being bombed.

S, S, S...

Walking barefoot on the scorching ground, Saint Zacchar is like a lion in his prime, ferocious, strong and unstoppable.

However, this male lion is a bit confused now, for example, who is bombing me?What is the purpose of the other party?Doubts about why the location of the attack was so precise appeared one after another in San Zhajia's mind.

"Is this... forcing me to leave here?"

Saint Zaka muttered to himself, and at this moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Who!"

The blood vessels on Saint Zaka's arm surged, and from the look, these blood vessels were clearly about to burst out.

"Saint Zaka, it looks like you need a commission."

A man wearing an Asaka-style black robe and a white alloy mask appeared.

"People from Asaka?"

Saint Zakia's expression relaxed a bit. Although the ancestor and Asaka had no friendship, they were neighbors after all, and there was no grievance between them.

"Seeing that you have been bombed so badly, as a neighbor, if you are willing to pay, I will help you find out who the murderer is."

At this time, it was none other than Su Xiao who was negotiating with Saint Zhajia. He didn't want to waste time with the other party, so he came near the explosion point.

"Do you know who did it?"

Saint Zach's brows were tightly furrowed, and it was hard to see whether he was happy or angry.

"It's not clear yet, but Asaka has never been short of intelligence channels."

"..."

San Zhajia was silent. To be honest, he did want to hire Asaka to help him find out the situation, but for some reason, he always felt that the guy in front of him was suspicious.

"Not interested in."

"Really, that's fine."

Su Xiao turned around and left without hesitation, as if he was just trying his luck to see if he could catch a killer.

"and many more."

"..."

"What payment do you need?"

"For the reward, the soul fruit is not bad."

"Hmph, if you want, the soul fruit will ripen in five days, and that thing has no other use other than destroying it."

Apparently, Saint Zhajia already knew that he couldn't keep this soul fruit. If it was more extreme, he might even destroy the soul vine. Jia can actually reap a lot of benefits after the soul fruit matures.

(End of this chapter)