spirit walker

Chapter 323 Kill Without Amnesty
Several commercial vehicles stopped in front of the roadblock, the doors opened, and Xia Shuzhilian led the team to get off.

MPV is an official special vehicle. From Mr. Qian, who convinces people with virtue, to captains, they basically drive in this kind of car.

On the one hand, there are many high-end cars in the MPV, no matter what kind of status you can find the car you want to match, on the other hand, this kind of car is the most suitable for traveling with a group.

The passenger capacity of small cars is limited, while vans lose their status, and spirit-walkers cannot be allowed to take Wuling Hongguang on missions.

"Bang!" Zhang Yuanqing closed the car door, observed the thick fog more than ten meters away through the roadblock, and asked:

"Has anyone come out from the dense fog?"

"Within 30 meters outside, you can come and go freely. If you go deeper, you will lose your way. At present, the citizens in the outer area have been emptied by us." Xia Shuzhilian said.

"This kind of large-scale spiritual event is not easy to explain to the public." Zhang Yuanqing said in a chatty tone.

This young aunt has a very good figure. The close-fitting military green vest supports her full career line. She has a thin waist and long legs. Wearing military boots, she is glamorous and heroic, like a cold female instructor.

The other deaconess, Huayu, is also good-looking, with a round face, a bit of baby fat, fair skin, round and big eyes, wearing a pleated dress, and a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth. At first glance, one would think it was The kind of good girl who is easy to bully.

Although he is a deacon, he has a fresh and gentle demeanor and is not serious. He is around 25 years old.

"Block the things that are circulating on the Internet, and then let the official platform post a rumor, and prohibit discussions on major social platforms. After a long time, it will be suppressed. These are the headaches for the people in the public relations department." Xia Shuzhilian responded patiently to the young Yuanshi Tianzun.

Zhang Yuanqing, who spoke as if the official rumor-refuting platform was dedicated to spreading rumors, murmured in his heart, caught a glimpse of the impatient faces of the burly and tall Saint of Fire and Jiang Jingwei, and immediately said:
"Let's go in. Colleagues below the saint level stay outside. If you lose contact and don't come out after dark, immediately notify the Hangzhou branch and ask the elders to take action."

If you lost contact in the dense fog, it may not be because you were trapped inside, but it may also be that the signal was interfered by the dense fog.

So he added "after dark".

After speaking, Zhang Yuanqing took out the big compass disk, walked ahead as it should, and led the team into the thick fog.

Behind him were Guan Ya, Jiang Jingwei and Yin Corpse Xue Qiangwei, while the four saints from the Hangcheng branch were a few meters behind.

After entering the dense fog, Zhang Yuanqing took out the big compass disk. The body of the disk was made of black iron, which was heavy and simple, and the surface of the disk was painted with silver lacquer.

Entering the power of the stars, the Zhoutian Star Dou painted with silver paint was activated immediately, projecting a bright galaxy into the midair, like a holographic projection frozen above everyone's heads.

Zhang Yuanqing said:

"Follow the position of the stars, and we will never get lost."

The big compass has no positioning and pointing functions, but the stars on its surface correspond to the stars in the sky, just like the real night sky.

Using the location where you entered the dense fog as the coordinates, refer to the map of Jinhui City on your mobile phone, and touch in the direction of the museum, you will never get lost.

Seeing this, the three saints of Xia Shuzhilian finally let their hearts go back to their stomachs, and the saint of fire showed a heroic and hearty smile:
"This method is feasible. Hurry up and find the museum to solve this mess. Haha, I take back what I just said, Yuanshi Tianzun, you are still very useful."

"That's for sure, Yuanshi Tianzun was brought out by me." Jiang Jingwei in front raised his chin proudly.

The Saint of Fire quickened his pace to catch up, and said curiously:
"Little princess, are you the captain of Yuanshi Tianzun now?"

"No!" Jiang Jingwei said: "I am not on the same team as Yuanshi Tianzun, I am on the same team as Sister Guan Ya, she is my captain."

"What? How can you, a pure-blooded fire master, serve as a member of a scout? The Songhai branch must be targeting you, why don't you transfer to the Hangzhou branch." The sage of fire said angrily.

Huo Shi always offends people inadvertently. Zhang Yuanqing looked back at Guan Ya and Xia Shuzhi, who were frowning in displeasure.

Outside the thick fog, the queen was sitting in a business car, browsing the forums with her mobile phone, and occasionally glanced at the outside world.

Surfing the Internet is one of her few hobbies, and most of the popular posts have her footprints.

Not surprisingly, the bronze sculpture incident in Jinhui City, Jiangnan Province became a hot topic today. An official traveler from Jiangnan Province posted a post describing the phenomenon of dense fog spreading in Jinhui City.

"The latest news is that five deacons and more than a dozen captains have been dispatched from the Hangcheng branch, but so far, one deacon has led the team deep into the thick fog and lost contact again. In addition to the team lost in the thick fog last night, this There are as many as fifteen colleagues who lost contact this time, and the situation has not been effectively controlled."

Comment below:

"It's outrageous. It's impossible to deal with so many deacons. The incident level even surpasses the troubles caused by most evil professions. Are those colleagues trapped in the thick fog okay?"

"How can it be okay? The longer you stay in the dense fog, the easier it is to go crazy. It is not sure whether it will permanently change the mental state of innocent people. My friend lost contact during the operation yesterday. There is no news so far. Be anxious Dead, why didn’t I know that the deacons of the branch were so incompetent before.”

"Upstairs, be careful when you speak. I'm on the scene. The thing is like this. The level of dense fog is a bit high. The deacons can't tell the direction in the thick fog. It's easy to get lost in it. If you can't find the museum, just It is impossible to deal with the source in a targeted manner, this is the characteristic of the fog master, there is no way. The deacons are going to wait for the support team from the Songhai branch to arrive and force their way through the dense fog."

"Identify the direction? The compass will definitely not work, so I have to let the star officials come. But it seems that there are no star officials stationed in the major branches. What can I do?"

"I feel like I can look forward to a wave of support teams from the Songhai branch, eating melons online, and remember to reply in time if there is any new news."

"I'm still confused, ancient tomb? Bronze sculpture? Thick fog covering the city? Shouldn't these be in the dungeon? How could it appear in reality? What's going on with that ancient tomb? with great secrets."

"The most recent news is that the support team from the Songhai branch is here. It is Yuanshi Tianzun. He provided a way to identify the direction. Phew, this mess can finally be resolved."

"Master Tianzun is here? Yes, I almost forgot that he is a star official."

"Waiting for the follow-up."

The enthusiasm is so high. As soon as they heard the captain came, these guys became blindly confident. The captain's position in the hearts of the middle and lower members was unshakable. However, this exposed the captain's presence in Jinhui City. Really, why did he provoke the boss of the evil organization? Do. The queen frowned secretly.

Shrouded in dense fog, the visibility was less than five meters, and it seemed that even the sound was blocked by the dense fog. Along the way, the group of people did not hear any sound.

Streets, green plants, vehicles, buildings. "Soaked" in the thick fog, the world is quiet.

Holding the astrolabe in his hands, Zhang Yuanqing walked forward quickly. Suddenly, the thick fog shook in front of him, and a figure roared and rushed towards Zhang Yuanqing who was holding the astrolabe.

Guan Ya beside her stepped out, kicked the attacker over, and stepped on the opponent's chest with her long legs.

This is a middle-aged man with a noticeably receding hairline. His eyes are bloodshot, the corners of his mouth are drooling, and a beast-like growl comes out of his throat. He has lost his self-awareness and turned into an extremely aggressive beast.

Guan Ya inspected it for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief:
"The insanity is deranged, and it can be recovered after a period of rest. It seems that the bronze sculpture in the museum can only affect the target in the dense fog at a shallow level."

Zhang Yuanqing also breathed a sigh of relief, "It may also be a large-scale bewitchment, and it can only be done to this extent."

As long as it is not like the lust general, permanent mental damage is fine.

Everyone continued to move forward, confirming the direction through the Big Dipper, while calibrating the trajectory according to the city map on the mobile phone. The deeper the fog, the more mad citizens they encountered, and the more corpses fell on the roadside and in the green belt. many.

Although it is known that casualties are inevitable in such a large-scale incident, everyone's hearts are inevitably heavy.

Fortunately, these crazy citizens will only attack living bodies by instinct, and will not destroy city facilities, otherwise the losses will be even more serious.

A quarter of an hour later, they finally arrived at their destination. The gray and white marble archway was hung with a brass nameplate of "Jinhui City Museum".

Behind the archway are steps and squares. The main building of the museum is hidden in the thick fog and cannot be seen clearly.

Zhang Yuanqing put away the big astrolabe, and was about to go up the steps, but was stopped by Xia Shuzhilian.

The glamorous female instructor smiled, "The three of you from Songhai are behind to prevent sneak attacks, and I will take the lead."

The sweet and quiet flower language moves forward consciously, walking with Xia Shuzhilian.

Is it because we are worried that we are not strong enough, and we will encounter danger if we go ahead?She is quite caring. Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts flashed, and immediately he heard the fire sage say:
"The level of dense fog is above level 4. The three of you have just become saints, and your strength is not enough. Just play as a support."

Fire Master has always been straightforward.

Huayu and Xia Shuzhilian looked helpless, and could only explain helplessly:
"You guys don't mind."

The implication is that he agrees with the words of the Saint of Fire.

"I'm used to it!" Zhang Yuanqing laughed.

His answer made Huayu and Xia Shuzhilian smile with empathy.

Seeing the words, Xia Shuzhilian simply said:

"According to the existing information, the bronze sculpture only exhibits the characteristics of bewilderment and dense fog. It is not clear whether it has life, and if so, the level is at least five.

"This is too dangerous for you, especially Yuanshi Tianzun. You are the key training object of the Five Elements League. If something happens, our Hangzhou branch cannot take responsibility."

Well, I was underestimated as soon as I became a patrol team to perform my first mission. Zhang Yuanqing is a person who is good at socializing, nodding repeatedly:

"Deacon Xia Shu is considerate and acts according to your ideas."

Jiang Jingwei looked unconvinced, but was pressed down by Guan Ya.

The two sides changed formation, led by the three deacons of the Hangzhou branch, walked down the steps and entered the square.

After walking a few steps, a few silhouettes appeared in the thick fog ahead, accompanied by unconscious growls like beasts.

Immediately afterwards, low growls came from all directions, and the calm mist shook quickly, and the surrounding figures were faintly visible, densely packed, and they were surrounded.

The square outside the museum was actually full of delirious citizens.

A group of figures rushed out of the thick fog, entered within five meters of visibility, and swarmed towards the crowd like a swarm of ants.

"Don't do anything, they are ordinary citizens." Huayu in a white dress said loudly.

Immediately, she squatted down and pressed her palms on the ground. The stone bricks of the square cracked and cracked one after another. Ivy vines broke out of the stone and grew rapidly.

They are like tentacles, entangled the violent citizens with claws and claws, and tied them up.

Huayu stood up and said, "Let's go!"

Moving on, everyone quickly passed through the square and entered the museum.

The dense fog here is even thicker, and the visibility has dropped to three meters. If the people in front walk a little faster, there will be only a silhouette left.

The lights in the museum are bright, but the light cannot penetrate the dense fog. Instead, it is constantly refracted by these dust-like particles, making the gray-white fog appear very bright.

"It smells bloody!"

Natsuki Zhilian at the front frowned.

A group of people followed the smell and walked through the lobby. At the door of the showroom, they saw stumps and broken arms all over the floor. None of the corpses were intact, or their heads were chopped off, or their organs and intestines were spilled all over the floor. Blood dried on the smooth marble slab.

"Yunmeng!!"

Xia Shuzhilian saw a familiar face in the mutilated body.

Her complexion changed drastically, and she stepped forward quickly.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the sound and saw the cold and beautiful female instructor holding a female head, her face was distorted, her eyes were wide open, and she seemed to have encountered something terrible before she died, and the expression of fear was always frozen on her face.

She is Yunmeng?The lost saint died like this? !Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank, and he asked in a low voice:

"Are these people colleagues from the Hangzhou branch?"

The taciturn "Great Virtue" nodded, his face full of grief:
"All sacrificed."

All the sacrifices made Zhang Yuanqing's alarm bells ringing in his heart.

Guan Ya walked to Deacon Yunmeng's body, looked at it carefully, and calmly analyzed:

"Everyone was beheaded by a sharp weapon, and they were swift, but except for Deacon Yunmeng, the expressions of the others were very calm, which shows that they fell into some kind of hallucination before they died, maybe they were bewitched.

"Deacon Yunmeng reacted before she died, but it was too late and she didn't survive. Deacon Xia Shu, what level is she?"

Xia Shu put down his friend's head and took a deep breath:

"Level 4, 80.00% experience value."

Guan Ya immediately said:
"Then, the enemy's combat strength is at least level 5, and the experience value is 50.00%."

Xia Shu shook his head:
"Yunmeng is the God of Plague. She has the passive ability of ignoring physical attacks, but she is still powerless to resist. The enemy's combat power should be at level five, and the experience value should be above 90.00%. It is infinitely close to level six, or even level six.

"Everyone, the mission is more dangerous than we expected."

Everyone looked around solemnly. There was a terrible crisis hidden in the dense fog. Maybe some of the colleagues present lost their lives if they didn't pay attention.

The Saint of Fire spat forcefully, his face was full of ruthlessness:

"Go inside and take a look, I want to experience how powerful that thing is."

After speaking, strode into the showroom.

Everyone hurriedly followed, and there were display cabinets lined up in the showroom. The items stored in the cabinets were mainly pottery and porcelain such as pots, stoves, bottles, and cups, as well as a small amount of calligraphy and painting, and bronze tripods.

In the depths of the showroom, everyone found a pile of broken limbs and broken arms. The dead were the archaeological team and filming workers.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned over to pick up the camera, found that there was still power on, and hurriedly said:
"Everyone, come and have a look. There are videos taken before they died in the camera."

People rushed up one after another.

Zhang Yuanqing released Xiao Doubi and Ghost Bride, and asked the two spirit servants to cooperate with the Yin Corpse to stand guard to prevent the enemy from attacking.

Then, he clicked to play the video.

In the video screen, the first to appear is a two-meter-high bronze sculpture wearing armor, holding a three-foot bronze sword, staring at big copper bell-like eyes, with an extremely ferocious face.

The texture of the armor and the outline of the face are extremely rough, and the manufacturing process can only be regarded as mediocre, but Zhang Yuanqing and others noticed that the bronze sword was extremely sharp and had been sharpened.

The discussion of the archaeological team can be heard in the picture, the content is about the craftsmanship of the bronze sculpture, the style of the armor and other academic content.

At this moment, a young voice sounded from the video, interrupting the discussion of the archaeological team.

The screen then switched, and the photographer gave the camera to the young man who was speaking.

The young man had a strange expression on his face, and said:
"I heard strange noises"

"What noise?" asked the companions.

The young man replied: "I heard that voice saying, those who trespass on the fairy gate to seal the demon land will be killed without mercy."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)