Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 117 - 80 Preacher_2

Chapter 117: Chapter 80 Preacher_2

An old lady with a kindly face sat right at the front of the crowd.

This old lady sat on a stage half a meter high, dressed in a pure white long dress, looking kindly at these ’believers’ in front of her.

Next to her stood a middle-aged, muscular man, who was staring at Wang Jixuan with a pair of green vertical pupils.

Accompanied by the singing, shallow green ripples surged towards Wang Jixuan.

’They can actually unite these eroded mortal souls to launch a spiritual impact together?’

’Though its power is far from that of a beginner-level Magic Sound Evil Technique...’

’A cunning little demon.’

Daoist Wang held his spear vertically in his right hand, raised it three inches, and then heavily slammed it down.

Clang!

A visibly blue shock wave spread forward, flipping over the ten or so people closest to the door right away.

The green ripples continuously shattered, the chanting stopped as well, and many lowered their heads to retch.

The old lady in the center of the stage opened her eyes.

The spotlight’s light shone down on her, making her face appear even more benevolent, but her reflection cast on the stage was utterly sinister, resembling a giant moth.

The old lady said in a gentle voice, "Child, have you also encountered difficulties?"

"Do you still have your Crystal Core?"

Wang Jixuan gazed at the old woman with clear eyes:

"Could I borrow it? I have great use for it."

The old woman’s expression instantly stiffened.

The muscular man jumped off the stage, and one by one, the ’believers’ stood up and turned to look at Wang Jixuan.

In this brightly lit place, their eyes emitted a green glow, their expressions gradually becoming fierce.

Daoist Wang slightly raised an eyebrow, his left hand grasped the last nut.

’This massacre can hardly top me.’

Suddenly, his left hand swung forward!

A whoosh exploded!

Rows of blood mist emerged among the crowd!

The muscular man roared and lunged forward, his body seeming about to burst apart.

What a fiend!

Wang Jixuan held his spear and charged forward!

...

Three minutes later.

Zheng Shiduo, Wan Xiaoqi, Lin Bolin, and Lin Yong arrived at the tavern’s entrance, looking at the group of men and women huddled and crouching down, and couldn’t help but exchange glances.

"Is it already handled?"

Wan Xiaoqi muttered softly,

"It seems like you didn’t even need to fight, Captain Zheng."

Zheng Shiduo’s mouth twitched a few times, ignoring this little lady who liked to stuff her deceptions with paper bundles, and directly kicked open the tavern’s large door.

The smell of blood wafted to their noses.

Zheng Shiduo swept his gaze over the bodies on both sides, calmly walked over, and plucked the nut embedded in the wall.

Although Wan Xiaoqi had seen the Blade Beast Battlefield several times, seeing these glaring corpses in this gloomy environment still made her slightly shudder, subconsciously leaning towards Lin Bolin and Lin Yong behind her.

Wan Xiaoqi whispered softly, "Are all of these..."

"They died in gang infighting," Zheng Shiduo said calmly, raising his hand to signal, and the Clean-up troops’ warriors rushed in.

Lin Bolin said, "We can go down this way."

"You wait here, Xiao Qi!"

Zheng Shiduo shrugged his nose,

"The scene below might affect your good impression of your little boyfriend the officer."

Wan Xiaoqi rolled her eyes: "What’s it to you? I have been on the Blade Beast Battlefield."

"Then come on, Lin Bolin keep an eye on her, Lin Yong you stay at the entrance, without my permission, no one is allowed to come close here... no need to carry weapons, I only smelled one living person."

Zheng Shiduo clicked his tongue lightly, leading Lin Bolin and Wan Xiaoqi down the corridor.

Two bodies lay at the corner, with guns positioned on them.

As they walked down the stairs and turned the corner, Wan Xiaoqi’s complexion turned somewhat pale.

This passage leading to the casino, only a dozen meters long, was filled with human corpses.

Most of the bodies had their foreheads and brows burst open with bloody holes, the walls decorated with bullet holes, blood, and brain matter forming grotesque artwork.

"I told you not to come down," Zheng Shiduo pursed his lips.

Wan Xiaoqi pursed her lips, lowered her head, and followed Zheng Shiduo and Lin Bolin to the double doors at the very end.

Lin Bolin slightly pulled on the door, and the two doors crashed outward simultaneously, startling the three to jump aside.

Bang!

Behind the door ’clung’ a basic Mimic Blade Beast, much stronger than the ones they had previously slain.

Its hind legs were still embedded in the strong man’s back, and its conjunctiva had exploded, with most of its oral apparatus blown away; it was dead beyond any doubt.

Looking inward along the bodies of the Blade Beast and the strong man...

"Ugh!" Wan Xiaoqi turned his head and retched.

Lin Bo’s face was equally pale.

Zheng Shiduo’s lips curled into a sickly smile, full of admiration as he stared at the stage where Master Wang was intently studying the odd Blade Beast...

Master Wang.

"Don’t get me wrong," Jixuan’s voice came through, "I’m not indiscriminately killing the innocent. These people’s souls have fused with this Blade Beast. Even if I were stronger, I couldn’t have saved them."

Lin Bo immediately said, "Understood!"

Zheng Shiduo suddenly let out a soft exclamation, staring at the Blade Beast in front of Jixuan.

This thing was still based on a Mimic Blade Beast, but its body was more ’petite’, with two huge wings on its back, each wing adorned with patterns resembling vertical pupils.

"Preacher! Holy shit! You killed a Preacher!"

Zheng Shiduo suddenly howled, staring wide-eyed and jumping over the bodies in front to rush up to the Blade Beast.

He turned his head glaring at Jixuan: "You, you killed it?"

"Otherwise?"

Master Wang quirked his lips.

This thing was indeed tricky, specializing in spiritual impact and soul control, constantly trying to disturb his mind.

But this creature...

Master Wang was only short of sufficient soul power as a residual soul; he wasn’t stripped of his Dao Realm or had forgotten his spells. He had faced Heavenly Tribulation, combated the mental demons of Heavenly Tribulation; this level of mind control was somewhat child’s play to him.

"Its physical body is not strong, it just excels at beguiling people’s hearts, you can kill it just by getting close."

Jixuan explained briefly, asking softly, "Do you want to take a photo?"

"Can I? May I keep a souvenir!"

Zheng Shiduo shouted excitedly, pulling out the communicator he carried with him, squatting next to the ’fluttering moth’, raised his hand in a ’yeah’ gesture, and snapped a few selfies.

Lin Bo and Wan Xiaoqi tiptoed over, inevitably stepping in blood.

Wan Xiaoqi also took a few pictures.

Jixuan smiled squintingly.

Good thing he was wise; he had dug out this creature’s Crystal Core and then pressed its skull back on.

The iridescent Crystal Core, he specifically sealed it with three Sealing Demon Talismans.

After half a minute, Master Wang spoke up, reminding, "We shouldn’t delay too long, there should be one or two more Mimic Blade Beasts on this floor, let’s keep searching... I burned it."

"This is an extremely precious specimen!"

Zheng Shiduo sighed:

"There have been cases where a single Preacher took down a Fortress before; this type of Blade Beast rarely appears."

Jixuan, indifferent, brought his hands together in a sword finger, directly activating the True Fire Talisman he had secretly placed inside this Blade Beast’s body.

Clusters of bewitching white flames lit up, the body of the Blade Beast rapidly melted away, strands of Spiritual Energy dissipated, covertly absorbed by Jixuan.

"Let’s go..."

Ding ding!

Zheng Shiduo’s communicator rang twice.

Zheng Shiduo looked up at Jixuan, his expression a bit grave.

"Damn."

"What’s wrong?"

"The Spiritual Ability House has suddenly issued a third-level Blade Beast attack warning, Fortresses are launching their lockdown systems, Spiritual Ability Users can now move freely within the Fortress!"

Jixuan immediately realized the severity of the situation.

This might indicate that their battle in Lower City had been detected by the Spiritual Ability Users of the Thirteenth Institute.

Wan Xiaoqi cursed crisply, "These bastards, instead of helping, they add to the chaos!"

"It’s not just adding chaos," Jixuan said, "this is probably..."

Grr—

From the northwest, quite a distance away, suddenly came the call of a Young King Worm, followed by a piercing screech!

Wow—

Jixuan pressed his left hand against his forehead, unable to suppress a groan, his Spiritual Sense having suffered a remote attack!

Was the Young King Worm that strong? Was it retaliating because the Preacher was killed?

But the Young King Worm was too far from here; he couldn’t possibly be hurt because of that...

Master Wang was puzzled;

Meanwhile, Wan Xiaoqi’s body issued a beeping alarm, she pulled out a pocket-watch-like device and looked at it, shouting, "The commander’s condition is problematic! Wasn’t the team already retreating? The commander has passed out!"

Jixuan suddenly looked up.

Having just suffered the impact from the Young King Worm, his eyes were bloodshot, his nostrils quivered slightly, and his expression was indeed frightful.