Nightmare Attack

The strange babies were killed, and the ghost-faced mother-in-law who manipulated them was immediately counterattacked. The strange baby that managed to escape screamed and vented its anger on the ghost-faced mother-in-law. that right ear.

However, taking advantage of the little time gained, a figure had quietly appeared in front of the old president. Facing this powerful enemy who was completely ineffective with normal attacks, Empress Dahe used a backhanded blow from the underworld.

The underworld butterfly was extremely gorgeous, flapping its blue wings, seemingly very leisurely, but in fact it was extremely fast, drawing a beautiful streamline in mid-air, aiming at the old president's mouth and flying over.

But just one second before the butterfly was about to touch the teeth, a cloud of black mist suddenly gushed out from the mouth of the old president, covering the butterfly, and it was completely corroded in a moment.

The only milky white eyeball left was staring at Empress Dahe, and she swung out her palm extremely quickly, and Empress Dahe flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground even with the help of an embalmer.

A sharp sound of piercing the air came from behind, and one could tell from the sound that it was an extremely sharp weapon, but at the moment when the old president was about to turn around to meet the enemy, his two legs suddenly stopped functioning.

I saw a gorgeous butterfly landed on his knee, flapping its wings leisurely, but at this moment a thin layer of frost had grown on his two legs.

This is the second Hades Butterfly!
There is no more chance, the sharp piercing sound hit the old president's shoulder fiercely in everyone's expectation, this last blow that poured all the power of Chen Ran finally broke through the weakest defense of the old president At the same time, following the trajectory of Xia Tan and Gong Zhe, he slashed into the body of the old president.

The blade was completely submerged, and black mist overflowed from the wound. At this moment, Lin Wan'er and the others in Jiangcheng couldn't help being in a trance, as if at this moment, the dusty Gong Zhe, the father and son, had completed some kind of succession, or realized mutual redemption.

"Pfft!"

The old president who still didn't fall down twisted half of his body in an incomprehensible way, and punched Chen Ran's chest fiercely. The bloody punch pierced out from behind, and a cavity of blood splashed on the ground. Withdrawing his arm, Chen Ran staggered back while clutching his chest, and finally fell to the ground, the vitality in his eyes slowly dissipating.

There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. He never hoped that this blow would kill the old president, but he had already done the best he could.

What his father Gong Zhe used to be able to do, he also did. The dagger is still in the old president's body, just like his father's jackknife.

"number 6!!"

No. 8 raised her weapon and wanted to find the old president desperately, No. 13 hugged her desperately, "Get out of here!" No. 8 threw away No. 13, but was slapped heavily in the face.

Lin Wan'er put down her hands, "What are you going to do? Are you going to die?"

"If you want to die, go out and die again. I won't stop you, but not now, our mission has not been completed yet!"

"Do you want to see No. 6 and their deaths in vain?!"

"Then what do you say? As long as I can kill this bastard, I will listen to you!" Number 8 was already hysterical, and they had already paid too much.

"Number 8, don't cry, we will definitely kill this guy." Fatty smiled with tears streaming down his face, "We have already figured out a way, and we will definitely succeed this time."

No. 13 seemed to think of something, first looked at Lin Wan'er's face, and then suddenly looked at Fatty, "No way! Absolutely no way!"

"Don't hesitate, if we don't do anything, everyone will die if we lose." Fatty nodded to No. 13 and said firmly: "I believe in Boss Lin, and I believe in everyone!"

"You want to use yourself as a bait to catch the old president?" After hearing the fat man's plan, No. 8 acted the same as No. 13, but the fat man had made up his mind, and Lin Wan'er also acquiesced to the plan.

No. 8 snotted and burst into tears, "I know the door on your body is very attractive to the old president, but the same is true for Zero, shall we use Zero as bait? He must be fine."

At this time, Su An also leaned over, and he was also an important part of this plan.

"Su An, what you have to do is to interfere with the old president's thoughts at the most critical moment and create opportunities for me to get close to him." Lin Wan'er said seriously, "Once I get close to it, I will do my best to invade and clean his memory."

"Clean the memory of the old president?" No. 8 felt unreliable when he heard it.

She also knew a little about Lin Wan'er's ability. Cleaning and changing a person's memory is not an easy task, and various auxiliary conditions are required, let alone something like an old president.

And once it fails, at least it will be injured and backfired, and at worst, Lin Wan'er's consciousness will even get lost in the spiritual world of the old president, and the consequences will be disastrous.

But looking around, everyone knew that there was no other choice. Chen Ran, who was the top combat power of Crimson, died, and Dahe Empress, Ghost Face Granny was seriously injured and quit the battle. If it wasn't for Wu, Master Shui and the others were still suffering It is hard to support, and now it is already a one-sided massacre.

But now Master Shui obviously couldn't hold on any longer, the tender shoots on top of his head had been wiped out, his clothes were torn, and his body was covered with injuries.

Also worried was Wen Zhao, who stood far away from the battle with his father, and with them was the friend that Hou Yanhou had found.

They watched the gradually collapsing battle situation indifferently, without saying a word.

"Father." Wen Zhao pulled Hou Yanhou's sleeve, with tears in his puzzled eyes, "Aren't we here to help? Why haven't you and these uncles made a move yet?"

"Huh—" Hou Yan didn't even look at Wen Zhao, but shook his head slowly, "Wen Zhao, we've done what we should do, and no matter what we do next, we won't be able to change the ending."

"I have given them a choice, it is their fate."

Wen Zhao couldn't help sobbing. Although he didn't understand words like fate, he could sense the heaviness in his father's tone, "So...so they will all die here, right?"

"More than that, it is more painful than death, and they will enter the next reincarnation."

"Father, don't they have any chance at all?" Wen Zhao still didn't give up, he knew that these were the best people.

"Sorry, I didn't see a second ending in the newspaper."

Wen Zhao's last glimmer of hope was also shattered, and he began to sob. He looked at all the people who were fighting for their lives. Everyone was working so hard. At this moment, he suddenly understood the power of the word fate.

As long as you are branded by fate, no matter how hard you work and how desperate you are, it is doomed to be in vain, like moths to a flame.

"Father, what is the significance of our coming here?" Wen Zhao suddenly became stronger, "Is it to see my friends off?"

Hou Yanyan held his breath, and his eyes slowly moved to Jiangcheng and Wu's back, "No, I'm waiting for someone who might appear and break the fate."

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