Chapter 132 ·Hate Fire
It only takes a moment to think.
Zhan Lan is not stupid, or in other words, as long as she doesn't have a love brain attack, she can always be classified as ice-snow smart.
——So that’s it.
——After falling into decline early on, they placed great emphasis on the importance of spellcasters. This makes us think that the advantage of the spell caster is your most important trump card, and turning into a snake is the ultimate weight. When the former was lost, it directly evolved into the latter, thus creating the illusion that the Indian team was at the end of its rope and just wanted to fight to the death.
——But this is actually hiding the truth... Yes, at the end of the giant snake's transformation, you also deliberately exposed the scene of "the members of the Indian team being sealed in the head of the giant snake". But I guess... they're not actually there, are they?
A slight smile formed on the corner of Zhan Lan's mouth. She already knew it, and then she continued to move towards the interior of the Heart Palace. Because if the Indian team only had this idea, then she wouldn't even need to do the tipping thing. A certain guy wearing glasses is already waiting for the remaining defeated soldiers of the Indian team at the finish line, and she just needs to complete her current goal.
Gan Tian is dead.
Within the giant snake's head, only Xuenai's body was hidden. As long as Xuenai is killed, the rest can naturally be left to his companions to handle. And the sneaking team... can only be said to be courageous.
What else could their purpose be? ——No need to think about it, it must be to take advantage of this opportunity to steal the newcomers from the Zhongzhou team. However, even if they really killed all seven... no, six newcomers from the Central Continent team, what would happen? They were still losing points, and it was absolutely impossible for them to survive unscathed after killing all the newcomers.
So there is only one answer.
——The Indian team does not intend to escape unscathed.
——They want to leave the seeds... Obviously, only one of the remaining three people will kill the newcomer. The highest probability is the werewolf named Arot. He will swallow all the kill points by himself. Then escape from this battlefield by some means. And then, he only needs to hide until the team battle is over, so that he can avoid being wiped out after returning to the main god.
It's really a united team... although using newcomers as casting materials is not an honest thing. But when things go first, the Zhongzhou team may not get their hands and hearts dirty when encountering a situation of a similar nature. And besides that, the kind of courage that knows that there is a dead end in the end, but still moves forward boldly, leaving the only way of survival behind, just to pursue the only ray of light... is extraordinary.
——Can our Zhongzhou team also do this?
Zhan Lan thought about it, and then quickly obtained a result that she felt satisfied with. She felt that if the situation were reversed, the seniors would be able to make such a heroic decision. At least, she felt that if that time came, it would be okay even if she died.
——Anyway, I am just a street writer. People have been missing for so long and have not been found. It doesn't seem too bad for me to spend my life in my hands for the things I value...
The thinking came to a conclusion, and the psychological advantage that was originally shaken by the crisis became as stable as ever. Confrontations between mentalists place great emphasis on the minds and emotions of both parties. Simply comparing mental attributes and skills cannot determine the final outcome.
And the weight of victory is already in her hands.
She walked into the palace and reached the deepest part of the palace of the heart. It was an extremely large and vast Hindu temple that almost gave people a sense of spiritual oppression. Shiva, Brahma and Vishnu, three hundred-meter-high statues stand at the end of the field of vision. The majestic and sacred aura has almost turned into substantial coercion.
That was Xuenai's spiritual pillar, and her belief was shaped into such a majestic shape in the deepest part of the palace of heart. However, the moment Zhan Lan walked into the Grand Shrine, cracks gradually appeared on the edges of the statue of Vishnu.
Vishnu represents "maintenance" and is the patron saint of the three highest gods in Hinduism. It represents a sense of security, and Zhan Lan's appearance here means that the sense of security no longer exists.
"You should know why I arrived here." Zhan Lan's eyes fell on Xuenai, who was kneeling under the statue to pray. She saw that Xuenai was wearing gorgeous clothes with a strong religious style.
"The prostitute." She said, and she saw Xuenai's figure tremble, and then he slowly stood up. The gorgeous white gauze fell to the ground, revealing the hot underwear like a dancer.
The prostitute, to put it mildly, is the goddess. Ancient India was far stronger than ancient Central China in terms of exploitation and oppression. While the powerful landowners in Central China were still trying to plunder the wives and daughters of poor families, the high-caste aristocrats in India had already used religion to make the poor lower-caste people voluntarily send their most beautiful daughters to temples and become nobles. Toys for our random enjoyment.
But now, even if there are still wealthy landlords in Zhongzhou, they have already tucked their tails between their legs. Retain the decency of a decent person. However, even in India now. Temples are still filled with goddesses from poor families.
‘Boom—’ The statue of Vishnu collapsed and turned into pieces. When the deepest secrets in the heart are revealed, it naturally means the complete eradication of a sense of security.
Xuenai may no longer care about his past identity. However, since Zhan Lan can see her unbearable past. Naturally, it means that Zhan Lan already knows other secrets that are also hidden at the bottom of his heart.
"And I'm not in a hurry to go back right away." Zhan Lan's voice was accompanied by the long knife that appeared in her hand. The Blade of Hellfire appeared, and the dark flames were more intense than when Xia was holding it in his hand.
The idol of Brahma began to crack. He is the creator God, representing hope and vitality.
"You know." The vertical lines between Xuenai's eyebrows trembled slightly.
"Of course I know." Zhan Lan tilted his head. "Furthermore, I also know that Alot will fail. He and his friends will die in the hands of our Central-Continent team. Moreover, he can't take anything from us... whether it is the hero or heroine or the newcomer's head .”
Xuenai's body shook violently. Behind her, the giant statue of Brahma had also turned into dust.
The pillars that symbolized security have collapsed. The pillar of hope has been destroyed. And the last remaining one, Shiva, is the God of Destruction. It undoubtedly represents the desire for revenge and destruction.
Zhan Lan took a step forward.
A drop of blood and tears fell from Shiva's brow and fell into the vertical lines on Xuenai's forehead. She opened the third eye that could not be opened in the real world. And in her hand, Shiva's trident also appeared.
"I'm curious." Zhan Lan's other hand held Xia's other knife. "What is it that gives you the confidence to maintain this desire for revenge? What makes you think that you and your team are still qualified to take anything from us?"
Xuenai didn't answer, she just moved forward. The delicate steps quickly became rapid, and the desire for revenge gathered around her into a fiery aura.
She didn't answer, and Zhan Lan wasn't in a hurry. The dancing swords cut hundreds of intertwined air waves in the air. Like a black lotus suddenly blooming, welcoming a sudden heavy rain.
In the present world, she can only be said to be the last among the veterans in Central Continent in terms of melee combat.
However, in the Heart Palace, as long as her imagination is still functioning, she has martial arts skills that even the martial arts saints in the world are not worthy of shining her shoes.
Thousands of knife shadows appeared in the blooming black lotus, and the end of each knife shadow outlined Zhan Lan's figure. Her attacks came from Xuenai's top, bottom, left, right, front and back. But Xuenai swung his halberd at a speed that was no slower than hers, but he accurately caught every one of her blows.
Not slower than, just barely catching up. Then all it takes is a small opportunity to break the deadlock.
And this opportunity soon arrived here.
——[The Zhongzhou team counts one plus point, and the current team score is seven plus points. 】
——[The Indian team lost one point, and the current team score is eleven points. 】
One person died.
Xuenai let out a muffled groan, and a broken arm was sliced to the ground. When her flaw was exposed, she immediately received an elbow from Zhan Lan, and then a whip kick, causing her injured body to fly a hundred meters away in the sonic boom.
She should have bumped into the idol. But Zhan Lan was faster than her and smoothly caught up with her at 101 meters. With a heavy stamp, he stepped on her chest and pressed her to the ground.
‘Boom——’ The earth was torn apart, with cracks extending hundreds of meters. The end of the crack spread all the way to the feet of the Shiva statue.
The tip of the Hellfire Blade scratched Xue Nai's cheek, drawing out a beautiful blood splash.
"What are you insisting on?" Zhan Lan said softly, and she retreated tens of meters in an instant. The suddenly activated Shiva statue swung its fist and hit the place where Zhan Lan had just landed.
Trying hard, but not strong enough.
The blood on the tip of the Hellfire Blade evaporated in the black fire, while Xuenai, who was silent, stood on the shoulder of the statue with his broken arm covered.
"It's really a desperate struggle." Zhan Lan raised the long knife. "But, it doesn't matter."
"No matter what secret you hide in your heart. I will pull it out one by one."
“Nothing is too small.”
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‘Pfft——’
It was Levi who was killed. She and Zero Point exchanged shots three times in the air.
It was not Zero Point who killed Li Wei, but Zhao Yingkong. Without any reinforcements on her body, she completely blended her body into the shadows, and with Zero Point's deliberate cooperation, she was able to kill with one strike.
Li Wei did not leave any last words. What she could do in the end was to cast a glance at the giant snake making a big fuss in the center of the City of the Dead - thunder and fire had suppressed the giant snake, and Huang Sha could only roar unwillingly. . Even with the support of this ancient city, an uncontrolled huge beast will eventually face defeat.
Her vision dimmed.
What she saw at the last moment was that the giant snake was hit on the crown by lightning again. Falling down wailing.
At the same moment, there was a secret room where the newcomers were placed. Chu Xuan gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"That's it. The protection of Seth has been accumulated in the body, and because of the nature of its spiritual body, it has been recognized by the city of the dead as a devourer of the underworld like Apophis. So, if you want to break its immortality, you have to Just rely on the power of the Egyptian gods.”
He glanced at Zhang Jie who looked like he was hanging up. The lenses shone coldly.
"Let's go," he said, standing beside him. Li Shuaixi, who was holding the Spear of Judgment, had fresh blood patterns engraved on his arms.