Eight Hundred and Ninetieth Eighth Chapter Death Battle Night

On the street facing the manor, an off-road vehicle stopped. The exhaust pipe of the car is still exhausting black smoke. Even in the era when flying cars on the surface were far from popular, this off-road vehicle can be called an antique. The driver was a priest, with a slovenly face under gray-blue messy hair. His priest's robe was also washed a little white, and a cross was hanging around his neck, and a corner was broken.

The priest squinted his eyes, and the direction of the garden said: "Here we are."

"Yeah." A woman behind replied.

The woman was dressed in a red dress and trousers, and the tight attire emphasized her crazy curves. Especially in the completely closed neckline of the jacket, two lumps of soft flesh are almost coming out. She raised her leg and kicked the car door, and got out of the car under the pained eyes of the priest. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and gracefully pulled one out of it to his lips. Inhale and the cigarette will light itself.

"One?" asked the woman's father.

The priest shook his head weakly and smiled, "I'm not used to smoking."

"You don't smoke, you don't drink, you don't play with women, it's boring."

The priest denied: "I would kill."

"It's really scary." The woman turned towards the manor, "Let's go and kill someone."

"Yeah, tonight is the last trip to kill people, that's great."

The woman exhaled a smoke ring, not knowing whether she was asking the priest or herself: "Is it really good to die here?"

"Okay, you can have a good night's sleep. There's nothing wrong with that." The priest smiled and said, "Of course, you're still young, but it's not time for you to sleep in."

The woman shrugged.

The two walked towards the manor in this way.

When Mobit passed through the window to cool off the strange couple on the street, his intuition told him that the visitor was not good. Suddenly the priest raised his head in his direction and the two were far apart, but Mobit knew him.

The priest raised his hand and lightly made a downward movement.

As soon as Mobit's face changed, he had to release his momentum with all his strength. There was a sudden change, and a force fell from the sky. As soon as he touched it, Mobit's whole body shook. It wasn't just him shaking, everything in the room was shaking from the ceiling to the floor, from the bed to the tables and chairs. The shock spread from this room as the center, spreading to the entire manor.

The strong earthquake suddenly disappeared.

Then came landslides and landslides.

The entire manor of Eliphant seemed to be crushed by a giant hand. The earth and stone buildings collapsed, and the soldiers and guards hidden in the manor were either blown to pieces or crushed under the collapsed buildings. The entire manor was turned into ruins in an instant, and the dust rose like a curtain. Under the broken stone and pillars, blood continued to flow out, converging in the low-lying places, which was shocking.

Two momentums rushed up.

Mobit pointed to the sky with one hand, and the surrounding sand and rocks sputtered towards the periphery like a fountain. Although he was fine, most of the bandages on his chest were stained red, obviously it took a lot of effort to escape from the force field that appeared out of thin air. Eliphant was more embarrassed, the fat man was still wearing pajamas. The pajamas naturally turned into strips of cloth, and the general stood in front of the ruins with a disgruntled face, crying and wanting to scold his mother.

But the air was extremely dry, and the atmosphere was like a taut string, so that the fat man didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of affecting the aura of the two sides who were testing and confronting each other in this space.

The priest and woman who were walking on the street before somehow arrived at the manor, standing in the relatively spacious vestibule. The priest smiled, the woman looked coldly, and both of them were better than each other, but they left Eliphant aside.

Mobit's face was expressionless, and he remained calm and astonishing during this upheaval. He came to the flat ground from the rubble, and said humanely: "Maybe if I ask who you are, you won't tell me."

The priest still looked like a good man, and said with a faint smile: "In the Guangyin Society, from 2 to 10 points, each number is divided into four levels of spades, red hearts, plum blossoms and squares. Except for spades, the rest are ordinary. Members. In addition to this, there are the six black and white clowns kqja, the makeup clown, who are the six members of the council and the leaders of the entire Light and Hidden Society."

He pointed to himself: "I am a black and white clown, and the one who came with me is A. So, is your Excellency satisfied?"

Mobit finally frowned.

If the other party doesn't speak out, then there is a great suspicion of concealing his identity, and it is also an assassin's method that can go far without a single blow. But now that people say it openly, it has exposed the core composition of the mysterious organization of the Guangyin Society. They are determined to keep themselves, otherwise how could it be so easy to get along with?

"I'm afraid it's not that simple to kill me. Take ten thousand steps back, even if you succeed in killing me, it must be a good thing for you?" Mobit said in a deep voice: "Looking at the methods you have used in the past, there are very few such Intervene directly, why, Guangyinhui no longer intends to hide in the sewer?"

"That's right." The priest nodded and smiled, "As for the matter of the president's life and death, you don't have to worry about it. What I can tell you is that the Federation cannot be messed up."

Mobit narrowed his eyes: "Alan?"

The priest clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Sure enough, he is a smart man."

"So, what is his position in you?"

"2 of spades."

Mobit laughed: "Senior member, it's okay. If it's just a peripheral member, it's too worthless."

"Indeed, then, Your Excellency, may I ask if you have had enough rest?" The priest said with a smile, "If you have had enough rest, let us get down to business."

"You guys are so generous, I won't do anything even when I'm resting?"

"Dafang dare not say it. After all, you are the president, so you have to be convinced."

Mobit didn't speak anymore, and his momentum suddenly exploded. A mass of gray light exploded, then quickly gathered together, forming a pair of flaming armor on the surface of his body. The armor disappeared in a flash, and the president was no different from the normal state, but his aura was rising steadily, and the source of power was like a torrent of energy, with each wave getting higher and higher. The surrounding rubble shook, and the dust and smoke on the ground suddenly set off a gray and simple tornado, the blue dragon swayed, and thunder roared. At the moment, Mobit's aura is like a dark cloud passing through, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the priest and the woman.

In the manor, sand and rocks were flying, and ghosts were crying and gods were howling.

"Me?" The woman asked knowingly.

The priest tore off the cross around his neck, and put it in the woman's hands cautiously: "After tonight, send it to that child for me. The church will be handed over to him later."

The woman snorted, "You're dead, that kid is living in a frightening and uncomfortable way. How about I send him to meet you?"

I thought a priest who was always easy to talk would be furious, but he said, "As you like."

Then he turned to face the president, all dressed in clothes.

The woman put the cross in her jacket pocket and snorted.

The priest added: "Don't let him get away."

The woman said "hmm" and pointed her hand high into the sky. One line, two lines, three lines, and four lines, pillars of fire continuously rose around the manor, and the pillars of fire slowly swirled, forming a circle of flames, enveloping the entire manor. The Yanbi is 100 meters high, this height is nothing to Mobit. But the president knew that even if she could jump a hundred meters into the air, not to mention the priest-like expert watching over her, the woman code-named a definitely had more means than that.

Mobit didn't think about escape, if he wanted to escape tonight, he had to kill these two masters.

Only fight to the death!

The priest's clothes, which had been rattled by Morbit's aura, suddenly stopped moving, and at the next moment, they were quietly torn apart, revealing the priest's not-so-strong body. Then the priest's muscles squirmed, as if there were thousands of worms hidden under the skin, and the skin turned from white to blue, and then from blue to blue. Then the scales began to float, hexagonal, and the scales were the same size. As if a piece of scale armor was pulled out from under the skin, it fell down one after another, covering the whole body.

The priest's hair grew violently, his eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, and his ears pointed out. From the center of the eyebrows to the chin, it stretches forward continuously, like a wolf's kiss. The bones in his body cracked softly, his hands elongated, and his palms became bigger and wider. Black sharp thorns protrude from the back of the hand and the spine at the back of the waist. In the end, the shoes exploded and the soles of his feet turned into claws. At this moment, the priest was no different from a monster.

The body energy is not weaker than that of Mobit, and it is full of violent animal nature.

Mobit surprised and said: "Ancestor?"

The priest nodded, and there was no smile in his vertical pupils. He stretched out his hand to touch, grabbed the first black thorn on his back, and suddenly pulled it out! A black rainbow brought a few drops of blood and came to the priest's hand, but it turned out to be a black and inconspicuous bone gun. Mobit didn't dare to be careless, the ruler had engraved weapons, and the ancestors were the original ancestor blades. The former is good at defending and the latter is good at attacking, which is the principle of shield and spear.

The original ancestral blade is full of strange things, one or two or countless, completely uncertain. But what is certain is that the original ancestral blade intersects the lives of the ancestors, no matter what form the original ancestral blade is, it is powerful. After all, the Dominator's engraved weapon uses the source force to defend, but the original ancestor blade of the family uses life to attack. That was a real effort!

The priest was not polite either, he bowed his body like a full string, and threw the black bone spear in the posture of throwing a spear.

Black lightning flashed in the manor.

The storm in the sky suddenly disappeared completely, and the gray dragon with claws and claws also disappeared. Mobit's eyes widened. He held a pitch-black bone spear tightly in both hands, and his legs plowed two ravines on the ground like knives. He crashed into the ruins behind him with the spear.

There was a loud noise.

A passage five or six meters wide was suddenly cleared from the ruins. On both sides of the passage, no matter whether it was gravel, steel bars, or human debris, they were neatly cut off. The cut surface is extremely smooth, but as for the cut part, it is instantly annihilated and turned into something so fine that it can't even be called dust.

Morbit was standing in the passage.

The bone spear in his hand peeled off the fragments inch by inch and turned into powder in mid-air. The president shook his body, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth.

There was a howl in the air.

Mobit raised his head and bounced the priest into the air, hugging him head to tail. The whole person spun wildly like a ball, and at the end of the person, the air wave circled under Mobit's feet, and the vibration swept away, the momentum was astonishing!

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