The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

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Ai Wanxin remembered that this was the short student who had made things difficult for Yi Shenshou together with Tu Dou at the gate of Sentinel Academy!

Just when she figured it out, the boy saw something, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he let out a distorted scream. The high-intensity flashlight flew out of his hand and hit Ai Wanxin's direction.

The flashlight fell into the water with a thud, as if it was a signal of some kind of attack. In the area illuminated by the flashlight, countless ominous black fogs broke through the water and rushed straight towards the sun boat.

The last scene Ai Wanxin saw in these remaining memories was the boy sitting on the deck, holding his head with his hands and trembling.

His vision refocused, and he saw the boy sitting on the deck in the same position as he remembered just now, but his eyes were no longer human eyes.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Pei Junlin asked worriedly.

Ai Wanxin frowned slightly: "He is a student from the Academy of Sciences. I have seen him before."

Pei Junlin looked at the little guy with a little surprise: "Why did he become like this?"

"Possessed by a demon..." Ai Wanxin's face wrinkled slightly, and she felt that it was outrageous to say this.

However, the little guy nodded repeatedly and struggled, trying to squeeze out of the tight air root ball and get closer to Ai Wanxin.

Jing was not moved at all. He stepped on the little guy's long tail and said with a smile: "Don't move, sister hasn't asked you to move yet."

Compared to why the little guy became like this, Ai Wanxin was more concerned about another thing: "They were attacked by the demon soul hiding under the water. Since he is here, where are the other students?"

"Sweetheart, do you mean under the water...?" He Yang held a softball-sized ball of light in his palm, stood near the bow, and looked out over the side of the ship.

"Don't--" Ai Wanxin stretched out her hand halfway to stop the water when she heard the sound of water breaking one after another. Countless black mist balls with long tails rushed onto the deck with eerie smiles and pounced towards everyone's faces.

The pitch-black fog swarmed like locusts, filling the deck in the blink of an eye. Ai Wanxin's eyes were completely dark, and she could only catch a glimpse of a glimmer of light from He Yang's palm in the gaps left by the high-speed fog.

The incident happened suddenly, and the high priests who were controlled by Yin Yanhan woke up one after another. Before they could react to what happened, the black mist bit their heads and entered their bodies through their eyes, ears, mouths and noses.

The screams were piercing, mixed with the sound of breaking wind from the sky. Ai Wanxin and her sentinels were caught off guard and separated by an even thicker black fog. The black fog had no substance and was not afraid of superpowers, so no one could break through the siege immediately.

Ai Wanxin waved away a group of grinning black mist, and a golden light flashed in the palm of her right hand. The pure and flawless golden light stretched and deformed in her palm, and the red runes pierced through the entire gun body from where she held the gun like lightning.

The next second, she gritted her teeth and raised her arm to swing horizontally. The light from the tip of the spear poured out like a galaxy, and the golden curse seal flowed, enveloping the black fog that surrounded the sun boat.

The black mist let out a shrill howl and burned in the sacred seal that could purify all filth, eventually transforming into wisps of light black turbid smoke.

The view finally opened up again, and Ai Wan discovered with his sharp eyes that the aerial roots and vines hanging from the giant trees had stuck to the deck at some point. Some of them pulled away early and escaped, but some were unable to dodge and exploded in the light of the Holy Spirit Battle Blade, and light green pus flowed all over the ground.

The little man fell on the deck with his eyes closed, and light black smoke dissipated from his body.

After Yin Yanhan confirmed that Ai Wanxin was not injured, he quickly examined the high priests who had collapsed on the ground.

"Three are missing," he said briefly.

Having learned his lesson, He Yang dared not light up again. He flew into the air and scanned the water surface. He returned to Ai Wanxin and shook his head: "There's nothing in the water."

Ai Wanxin looked at the aerial roots and branches that occasionally bounced on the ground, then raised her head again to look at the overlapping tree crowns.

The sound of breaking wind just now was probably caused by these aerial vines. The three missing high priests must have been swept away by them.

She quickly made up her mind: "Those students encountered the same situation at that time. Maybe they were also swept away."

"Anyway, we have a better chance of finding someone by following the direction of those vines than by drifting aimlessly on the boat."

Several people all responded to her decision.

He Yang picked up the little guy with one arm and put him on his shoulder.

Ai Wanxin summoned the little fox and jumped onto its back.

Just as they were about to take off, the little guy on He Yang's shoulder might have had an upset stomach. He retched twice and woke up.

He suddenly found himself upside down, with people lying all over the place and a messy deck in front of him. He started struggling in panic and shouting loudly.

He Yang quickly put him on the ground, jumped two steps away, rubbed his ears and said, "Stop shouting, you're going to deafen my ears."

Ai Wanxin sat on the little fox's back, looking down at the little man who was at a loss but whose eyes had returned to normal, and asked, "Are you awake?"

When the little guy heard the familiar language, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes changed from surprise to astonishment and then to shock. He staggered to his feet and shouted, "You, you are Yi Shen - Senior Brother Yi's girlfriend!"

"Snapped."

Jing covered his mouth with his hand from behind. Jing smiled and said, "I still like it when you can only squeak."

He Yang pulled Jing's hand down and accused him, "At least let him finish telling you where the others are."

The little guy held his head and scratched his bald hair. His face was wrinkled and it was obvious that he was trying hard to recall.

"After we were attacked, we were dragged away by vines, and then I fainted. What happened next...?"

Ai Wanxin didn't rush him. After a while, he slapped his head and stamped his feet, saying, "That, that, instructor!"

"What instructor?" Ai Wanxin leaned forward and asked anxiously.

Seeing her so anxious, the little girl suddenly remembered the unspeakable rumors about her, Yi Shenshou and the red-haired instructor of the Security Bureau.

He quickly looked around to make sure Yi Shenshou was not around, then said, "I felt dizzy afterwards, as if I was sinking in some thick liquid, and I couldn't use any strength at all."

"Then the things I was wearing suddenly broke. When I fell out, the red-haired instructor looked at me and told me to leave quickly. I thought he was here to save us. I was not clear-headed at the time, so I ran away. I don't know where the other students are..."

As he finished speaking, his voice became smaller and smaller, and his neck shrank, for fear that Ai Wanxin or someone else would question him why he was only concerned with escaping himself and why he was so afraid of death.

But no one blamed him.

Ai Wanxin stared at him and said in a serious tone: "Since A-Qiong is here, I should be able to find him."