Chapter 547 The devil
was busy, and I was already driving away in my car.
But Oona and others' fear of death was beyond my imagination. It was obviously a convoy of seven cars, and no matter how hard we chased, we couldn't see each other's taillights.
From this point of view, they were afraid of the S-class mysterious old man from the bottom of their hearts.
I don’t know how long I chased for, but it wasn’t until dawn that I suddenly saw a flare rising into the sky in front of me.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of gunshots like exploding beans and rumbling cannons.
It happened that the commercial vehicle drove to a high ground. Through the window glass, I could clearly see the flames soaring into the sky a few kilometers away, numerous figures, flares rising one after another, and the sound of gunfire and artillery fire one after another.
The three wolf spirits cheered: "It's a fight! It's a fight!"
"Stupid He Yongheng! Drive faster! We want to watch the fun!"
I shouted sternly: "Shut up!"
Not only did I not step on the accelerator, but It was a brake that stopped.
Bai Ju said in a deep voice, "Something's wrong! This doesn't look like a battle between S-class warriors! Do you have a telescope?"
I threw a telescope to him, but my own eyes were shining with runes, staring straight ahead.
Then I saw a swarm of black shadows scurrying left and right in the light of fire and flares.
These black shadows are extremely weird in shape, unscrupulous in appearance, and come in all shapes.
Sometimes they merge together, and sometimes they disperse. Every time they merge or disperse, they will release extremely strong magnetic field fluctuations.
This kind of magnetic field fluctuation seems to specifically restrain the soul, so that the magicians or warriors in silver and black robes simply cannot exert their full strength.
Members of the International Exorcism Alliance can only rely on the firearms and explosives in their hands to forcibly tear off the physical forms of these black shadows.
But in my opinion, this thing is like a thick paste. Even if it is broken up, it can be fused again at an extremely fast speed.
I stared at those black shadows and said in horror: "What the hell is this!"
This thing doesn't look like a human, a ghost doesn't look like a ghost, a spirit doesn't look like a monster, and a zombie doesn't look like a zombie.
I even feel that they do not belong to the category of life at all.
The telescope in Bai Ju's hand was very stable, and he replied: "I don't know!" "
But the Dharma-ending era is coming, and all kinds of messy things may appear."
"What are your plans?"
I hesitated for a moment and said : "Let's take a look first and then talk. That dead woman Oona is very powerful. She hasn't made a move yet, why should we be anxious!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of white light suddenly bloomed from the battlefield.
This white light was very soft, and the core of the light just reflected the golden robe on Ouna's body.
The white light and gold make Oona look divine in the dark!
Let's face it, this guy is really good.
Even if he can't compare to Zhang Sanfen, he is at least much better than me.
I don't know what the principle of the white light released by Oona is. As soon as those black and strange-shaped shadows came into contact, burning white smoke came out one after another.
Oona held a Bible in one hand and a black cross in the other, chanting something loudly.
Because the distance is too far, we can't hear each other's voice clearly.
But white light bloomed, and the pages of the Bible flipped.
Every time it is turned, wisps of white light will bloom from inside, constantly melting the black shadows.
I can see clearly from a high place that the black shadows melted by the white light are truly annihilated.
No soul dissipates, nor any corpse matter.
It's like it never happened.
Under the illumination of the white light, those black shadows finally couldn't resist and fled into the darkness one after another.
Wherever the white light reaches, any shadows hidden in the darkness are invisible.
The surrounding black and silver robed warriors cheered.
They stretched out their hands to make the sign of the cross on their chests, with pious expressions on their faces. It was at this time that a ray of sunshine rose from the east, and the gray-white light dispelled the darkness on the land, making the whole world gray.
Yes, since the end of the Dharma Age, the sun has been like a filter, always gray and dark.
So much so that the global average temperature has dropped several degrees, and some areas in the north of Middle-earth are no longer even habitable.
Although the gray and dim sunshine seemed to make people restless, they persisted until daytime.
People from the International Exorcism League began to clean up the battlefield.
They collected the bodies of the war dead, wrapped them in body bags, and then arranged them neatly together.
The priest in a white robe stood there and chanted something loudly, which should be something like salvation of the dead.
Oona was still wearing a golden robe, but her expression looked very tired and her face became extremely pale.
This battle reduced the number of members of the International Exorcism Alliance by one-third, and most of the remaining people were injured.
The white-robed priests were busy treating people, while the black-robed warriors were repairing vehicles and transporting supplies.
They clean up the battlefield so quickly that even the priest spends very little time consecrating the dead.
Soon, there were more than a dozen graves in the wilderness nearby, and makeshift crosses stood on them.
When I was observing Ona and the others, Ona also noticed us.
If it had been normal, with her arrogant temper, she might have fired a few shots at us, or blasted us with a cannon.
At worst, someone would have to be sent over to give a warning.
But now she obviously has no time to take care of us. After cleaning up the battlefield, she drove on.
I have calculated that from last night until now, they seem to have never rested. As long as they have time, they are rushing, rushing, and rushing.
Probably because he didn't want to be caught up by the mysterious S-class master in Middle-earth.
I asked everyone to stop watching the fun and get in the car first to follow.
When he turned around, he realized that there was a figure beside him.
Master Guangming clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect that woman Oona to have a few brushes."
This guy comes and goes without a trace.
If I hadn't been big-hearted, I would have been really frightened by him.
I asked: "What are those black shadows?"
Master Guangming said: "People in the temple call them demons."
I suddenly understood.
This is only fair.
There are eighteen levels of hell in China and Feng. It doesn’t make sense that you don’t have demons in the Western world, right?
But now it seems that the form of this group of demons is even weirder than evil ghosts and zombies.
Even if it's me, I'm afraid I can only use virtual talismans to hurt the other party.
But people like Oona are quite unlucky.
Not only did he offend an S-class strongman from Middle-earth, he was also attacked by demons on the way, destroying a car and more than a dozen people.
While I was thinking about that, I suddenly felt a shock in my heart.
Only then did I realize that a figure was slowly approaching Oona's motorcade.
The figure was wearing coarse cloth, and his face was blurry. Even if I had blessed the runes, I couldn't see clearly.
He clasped his hands behind his back, like an old man taking a walk in the village after dinner.
The only difference is that the old man took one step forward, leaving an illusory afterimage behind him.
This is the dynamic residue of vision.
This alone is enough to explain the old man's speed.
I was refreshed, the master is here!
Who is this old man? He must be given an explanation, right?
(End of chapter)