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church.

Confession room.

Faint roars sounded from all directions outside the church. Chen Ling, who was nailed to the cross, subconsciously raised his head, and confusion flashed in his eyes...

"Fourth Brother...what are those noises around us?"

Mojiao smiled and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, reinforcements should be here."

"Reinforcements?"

"Yeah." Mojiao nodded slightly, "I'm the fastest one to come. After all, I have special abilities..."

Chen Ling had already come into contact with the abilities of Mojiao. It seemed that he could turn any inconspicuous character into his own clone. The last time when he went berserk in the Star Chamber of Commerce, it was Mojiao's clone who saved him.

This time, the last character probably sent a clone to bring him food.

"Senior Brother, where is your real body?" Chen Ling couldn't help but ask.

Mojiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and just as he was about to say something, a chaotic sound rang out from the corridor!

A piece of writing pierced through the void at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, and shot towards Chen Ling's brow like a bullet... At the same time, an eighth-level aura rushed over like a raging flood!

This was definitely an attack from the Judgement Agent, so fast that even Chen Ling could not react. When the text flashed in front of Chen Ling's eyes, he realized that the Silver King might have discovered that someone was coming to save him, so he tried to kill him in advance.

But sending a judge to kill me is a bit too serious...

Not to mention that Chen Ling's control over his limbs was stolen, and his entire body was nailed to the cross. Even if he was allowed to escape, he couldn't avoid this blow. He subconsciously closed his eyes and prepared to face his own death...

But the next moment,

A hand firmly grasped the words that were whistling towards him.

Chen Ling was stunned. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Mojiao's hand stretched across his body, with blood flowing from his fingertips. He actually crushed the words in his palm!

"Junior brother, you seem to have some misunderstandings." Mo Jiao turned his head and gave him a gentle smile.

"The one who brought you food was not a clone... but my brother's real body."

Chen Ling froze on the spot.

Body? ?

In the base camp of the Wuji Realm, under the eyes of the Silver King and Wuji Jun, the person who swaggered and delivered two days of food to me... turned out to be the real body of the fourth senior brother? !

"Junior brother, hold on for a while longer. I will go and solve some problems for you... someone will come to pick you up soon."

Mo Jiao took a step forward, and his figure seemed to be wiped out from all Chen Ling's perception and melted into nothingness.

A deafening roar came from outside the corridor, like a major battle that had begun.

In the silent confessional,

Chen Ling was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.

The sound of fighting was not only outside the door, but also outside the window, and in every corner of the Wuji Realm... He knew that something big must have happened outside, but he couldn't see it with his own eyes.

It was a painful feeling. In this war, he seemed to be the source of everything, but he knew nothing about the situation outside.

Who are the people fighting outside? Are they the companions of the Twilight Society? Can they defeat the Fire Usurper? How should they deal with the Judgement Agent, Wuji Jun, and the Silver King? Will they die because of me?

Chen Ling felt his mind was in a mess. He wished he could just tear off his limbs, crawl to the window, and see what the scene was like outside.

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At the moment when the audience's expectations were growing, a chaotic voice came from outside the door again:

"How did such a big hole get punched in the church?!"

"That adult seems to have been fighting with others. How many people do we have now?"

"I don't know... Everyone has dispersed. The people from the Twilight Society are so fierce. Our defense has been torn apart. It seems that someone is already trying to break through here!"

"Where are the king and Wujijun?!"

"It seems that Wuji Jun is not here. The king... the king has not been able to contact him. He should be in the church, but we have searched everywhere and there is no trace of him!"

"Damn it...Where's Chen Ling?! Was Chen Ling killed?!"

"Go in and take a look!"

boom!

The door of the confessional was kicked open, and three or four disheveled fire usurpers stood at the door, as if they had just experienced a fierce melee.

When they saw Chen Ling being nailed to the cross, their faces suddenly turned ugly.

"That guy just now didn't succeed?"

"Never mind...kill him now!"

This group of fire usurpers ignored everything else and drew their weapons, aiming at Chen Ling on the cross.

Not all Fire Usurpers have the ability to remove internal organs from a distance at the level of a Thief Saint. For most Fire Usurpers with relatively weak combat power, weapons are still an important part of killing.

Just as they were about to open fire, a loud explosion sounded from the glass floor-to-ceiling window behind the cross! !

boom--! ! !

The sacred and magnificent glazed window suddenly exploded in an instant, and the scattered fragments emitted various colors of light in the early morning glow, like colorful gems scattered by the gods to the world... and among the flying fragments, three backlit figures were baring their fangs and claws, as if they had just fought their way out of the encirclement and were sprinting towards them!

Chen Ling was nailed to the cross and did not see the moment when the glazed window behind him exploded, but he saw the sunlight fill the dim confessional in an instant, and three shadows were projected on the ground and flew past him.

Bang bang bang!

Almost at the same time, the fire usurper fired a gunshot.

Three bullets flew towards Chen Ling's face, but all hit the figure rushing out from behind the window. Blood splattered, but the figure and the other two landed steadily on the ground in front of the cross and slowly stood up...

"Tsk..." A figure in black clothes and with a wolf-like tail moved his neck with disdain. Three bullets were expelled from his chest and fell to the ground with a clink.

"It doesn't hurt... that's it?"

Sun Bumian, who was standing by, slapped him on the back of the head, making a crisp sound, as if he was slapping a ripe watermelon.

"Stop pretending, hurry up!"

Jian Changsheng:......

Jiang Xiaohua at the side reacted the fastest. The half-naked man kicked out without hesitation. The heavy force directly collapsed the chest of the nearest fire usurper, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string!

Jian Changsheng and Sun Bumian each opened their domains at the same time, and two figures, one black and one red, rushed directly into the crowd like ghosts and nightmares!

Now the high-level Fire Usurpers are outside fighting against J and Q of the Twilight Society. Those who remain in the church are not very strong and are naturally no match for them.

In just a few tens of seconds, the three of them ended the battle.

Amid the broken glass on the ground, Jian Changsheng slowly turned around, raised the corner of his mouth, fiddled with his wolf tail, looked at Chen Ling on the cross and began to chant...

“Yo~~~~~~~”

"Don't worry, bro~~~~~~~"

Chen Ling:......