Bulwark of Light

Chapter 200 The Right Person
Nanzhou.

A dilapidated church, surrounded by dilapidated fences, moonlight pouring in from the window lattice of the church, the priest stood praying in front of the icon, and the night was silent until a low roar came from outside the church.

The fence was smashed.

The figure who broke into the church stumbled, burning with bloody flames.

He drove straight in and ran towards the church.

The praying priest was shocked by the strangeness. He turned his head and saw a horrifying scene... The wall of the church collapsed with a bang, and a human figure staggered into it. "It" can no longer be described by the word human. , the bloody fire burned his hair, clothes, and those scarlet pupils.

This is a monster.

"Want me... to kneel..."

A murmuring roar burst out of the monster's mouth, as if he was talking to an air that didn't exist.

"how is this possible!"

The priest shrank back in front of the icon, clutching the cross on his chest tightly, his face turned pale, and whispered the holy name, hoping to be blessed... At this moment, the icon behind him seemed to really appear. !

An invisible pressure came.

The ground cracked open with a crack, and an invisible spider web spread.

The blood-burning monster roared, and his knees hit the ground heavily. He tried his best to stand up...but his knees were broken and his patella was sunken. The spirit contained in this body burned at a rapid speed. with.

It was as if a god stretched out a palm and pressed it on the monster's forehead.

So he knelt before the icon, raised his head and struggled.

And then... just die.

There is only one burning momentum that gets smaller and smaller, and finally returns to Xu Mi's empty shell.

……

……

Bai Shu looked at his palm.

A ray of blood-colored flame was held tightly between his palms, and gradually became weaker. That ray of blood-colored flame was extremely tenacious and tenacious.

Being imprisoned by [Backflow] in an absolutely inaccessible spiritual predicament, she even wanted to "compete" with herself.

He gave Xiao Xiao a chance.

And Xiao... is too far away.

Not a series of opponents at all.

Even if one puts aside one's ability and only uses Xiao's best mental power to attack, this battle also ends in a crushing victory.

If the owl is willing to kneel down, surrender.

Then... there is no need to continue this battle.

Bai Shu doesn't care about Xiao Xiao's life or death. To him, Xiao Xiao's existence is like an ant he accidentally saw in the shade of a tree.

Whether to kill or keep it is just a momentary decision.

But the spiritual will of this ray of blood surprised him a little. He would rather die than surrender, and would not bow his head no matter what, let alone...kneel down.

Thousands of miles away, so what if you kneel down?

At least survive.

If you don't want to kneel down...then go to die.

The bloody flame struggling in the palm drifted away with the wind, stretched slowly, and turned into annihilated ashes in the air.

Bai Shu was expressionless, watching the last ray of spirit of this S-rank fugitive, being torn apart in the spiritual field of [Backflow], his gaze finally fell on the woman who fell on the lawn.

In fact, he was curious.

What kind of extraordinary ability does this mysterious person named "Xiao" have that can be so far apart, manipulate people's spiritual will, and refine extraordinary people into his own container.

After the blood fire dissipated.

This woman's spirit has not awakened... The strongest iron law in this world is indeed "life and death".

Xiao's containers are all dead people, just like the genius adjudicator "Zhou Yu" of the adjudication office in the past, even if the body remains, the spirit has disappeared.

Once the owl gave up his physical body.

Then after the spirit of this physical body is completely shattered, the "supernatural source quality" condensed in the body will dissipate... It won't be long before these extraordinary source qualities will return to nothingness.

Bai Shu squatted down, he came to the woman, and frowned... This body exudes a faint rotten smell. Because of the annihilation of the spirit, the body began to rot rapidly. In fact, the "container" of the owl is not the real one. In the state of a living person, this is more like a puppet, but it is almost the same as a normal person.

He stretched out two fingers and gently wiped the woman's neck.

In order to maintain the physical body.

This container has been smeared with some kind of strange powder, and there may be other maintenance methods. No one can guarantee a high concentration of mental power for 24 hours. An owl who is far away must rest... and this container is in When he rests, he also needs to find a suitable resting place.

Maybe this will be a clue.

This woman's name is Ye Ningqiu...

Zhou Jiren gave himself a well-documented file, most of the important people are in the records.

If I remember correctly, this is a very well-known leader of the Nanwan faction. He is usually extremely low-key. The reason for his low-key should be related to the fact that this physical body is not easy to show his face from time to time...

Now Ye Ningqiu is dead.

To be precise, "Xiao" died.

Bai Shu took out the communicator and passed the news to an old guy who sat behind the scenes and liked to be the shopkeeper. Judging from a certain condition that the two parties had negotiated in the underground bar, he had completed his "mission".

As for the pursuit of follow-up clues... it has nothing to do with him.

"Chen Mei, survive."

"Xiao, kill."

Not long after the two lines of brief news came out, he received a reply from Zhou Jiren.

"Roger that!"

"As expected of you, Nagano Invincible!"

At the end of the second sentence, there was a slightly mean smiley face.

Bai Shu frowned, just as he was about to put away the communicator, the news of Zhou Jiren came again.

"—there is good news."

Bai Shu raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously looked around... When he made this action, he felt a little self-deprecating. He was used to being a ghost, and sometimes he even forgot that he was "alive".

Seeking the unreachable end.

Trying to hold on to untouchable hope.

Leaving the underground with Zhou Jiren and coming to Dadu... In fact, it was just a fluke in my heart. Sometimes it is more painful than "death". Maybe if you try again, there will be hope?

He took a deep breath, but there was no news from the other side.

The old guy who sold out played the disappearance very unscrupulously.

While waiting, Bai Shu suddenly realized... his current mood should be called...anxiety?
Because there is hope.

That's why I'm anxious.

That being said... I started chasing again.

The communicator rang.

Over there is the laugh of Zhou Jiren apologizing in a low voice, "Aha, there is some trouble over there in the auditorium, just finished it... Thank you for your help."

"I don't need to talk nonsense, I just killed a bug."

"Cough..." Zhou Jiren choked.

He adjusted his tone, and said seriously: "The door was opened, I bet right... Gu Shen is the right person."

(End of this chapter)