The Old Gods Are Whispering Chapter 27

  Chapter 27 Shocking changes, game breakers

  Gu Jianlin has always firmly grasped the entire current situation, without any mistakes.

   But he was still very nervous and didn't let up at all.

  At this time, someone walked up to him and said timidly, "Don't, don't be afraid. You are already safe."

  Gu Jianlin turned around and found that this was a delicate and lovely girl with a ponytail, pure and beautiful.

  She seemed very embarrassed, with a slightly blushing face. The blue and white sailor suit set off her slender figure. Under the skirt was a pair of slender legs, the calves were wrapped in black silk socks, and she stepped on a pair of round-toed leather shoes.

   "I, my name is Nie Xiangsi, the team leader asked me...to heal your injuries."

  Nie Xiangsi wore a cross on her chest, which seemed to belong to the path of a Western priest. She put her hands on the young man's back, releasing a soft halo, as if spring rain nourished the dry earth.

  Gu Jianlin always felt that this name sounded familiar, and he didn't know where he had heard it before.

  Look at the girl again, she is still very shy in her black and white nun's attire and high valance.

   Priest path, second level, nun!

  Gu Jianlin's profiling ability has changed since the return of the Qilin Immortal Palace. As long as the sublimators use the ability, they can observe their extraordinary image and general rank.

  Usually the larger the extraordinary image, the higher the rank.

  The tactical arrangement of the action group is very reasonable. These fourteen people are all second-tier, and they are piled up in numbers.

   It is impossible for the clown who is also the second level to defeat them.

   Similarly, danger prediction will not be triggered.

   In fact, this is indeed the case. Even if the clown undergoes a high degree of distortion, he is beaten helplessly.

   The battle was resolved like a crushing blow.

   "Well, are you okay?"

  Nie Xiangsi said in a soft voice: "I never thought that as a rookie, you could fight the clown for so long. If it were me, you would be killed in about five seconds, right?"

   "You're a medical person after all."

  Gu Jianlin felt that the injury was healing, and even the consumed spirituality in the body was recovering: "Thank you."

  This Western priest path is amazing.

  At this moment, the remaining thirteen members of the action team also looked back at him with astonishment in their eyes.

  They couldn't understand how a zero-level priest could fight like this with a second-level degenerate.

  Especially Cheng Youyu, when he saw his face, he was immediately shocked: "Fuck, isn't this Brother Lin?"

  Because of preventing leaks in the operation, among the fourteen people, only the team leader knew the identity of the bait.

  Cheng Youyu was shocked and inexplicable. Two days ago, he knew that there was a bait as a newcomer who would be responsible for drawing out the target.

  He is still gloating, and he doesn't know who the unlucky newcomer is. He probably offended the higher-ups.

   Facing the clown, it is likely to die young.

   Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an acquaintance!

"meet again."

  Gu Jianlin nodded in greeting.

   "Damn it, Brother Lin, that bait is actually you?"

  Cheng Youyu's eyes widened, his jaw almost fell to the ground in shock.

  He looked at the blood all over the floor and the broken chair. God knows how brutal the battle was just now.

  It's hard to imagine, this is a scene that the taciturn and polite boy in memory can create.

  Gu Jianlin hummed, "It's me."

  Cheng Youyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Damn it! This Deacon Nie is so unreasonable, he actually let Brother Lin you come as a bait? What if something happens to you, what should I do if I take the test?"

  Gu Jianlin didn't know what to say, he just said, "Be careful, the clown still has a mythical weapon."

   "It's okay, what about mythical weapons?"

  Cheng Youyu waved his hand: "There are so many of us on the face, how can we lose?"

"To shut up."

  Zhang Cheng said solemnly: "Keep vigilant at all times. It is still uncertain that the target is dead."

  Led by him, all the action team specialists kept a safe distance and approached the ruins step by step.

  Suddenly, a faint, hoarse sneer sounded from the ruins.

   Silently, the temperature in the entire cafeteria seemed to drop.

   Surprised and abrupt!

  When Gu Jianlin heard that laughter, he realized something was wrong.

   Without any warning, Nie Xiangsi suddenly coughed, and a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

   "Are you okay?"

  Gu Jianlin's heart sank, and he quickly supported her.

"I feel terrible…"

  Nie Xiangsi's delicate face turned pale, she frowned in pain, and coughed violently.

   She coughed up a pool of blood, even accompanied by a piece of internal organs!

  The next moment, she closed her eyes and passed out.

   At the same time, all the commissioners of the action team began to cough violently. They bent down and knelt on the ground in pain, their pale faces twisted, and puddles of blood spurted out, mixed with fragments of internal organs!

   "Damn!"

  Including Cheng Youyu, he was not immune to the rough-skinned and thick-skinned ancient martial arts.

   is lying on the ground vomiting crazily, dripping with blood!

  Gu Jianlin's first reaction was that the clown poisoned them just now.

   But he soon realized that it wasn't actually poisoning.

   Or rather, it wasn't the poison just now.

  Because he didn't notice any discomfort in his body.

  I saw rubble rolling down from the ruins, and a dark shadow suddenly rushed out.

  The closest hunter let out a shrill cry on the spot.

  Because the clown is nibbling on his neck and drinking his blood!

   "Hehehehe..."

After a long time, the clown threw away the lifeless Hunter, with a **** and muddy face showing a horrifying smile: "I said, the Ether Association? The Inquisition? A group of idiots. "

  After drinking the blood, his sluggish aura quickly recovered, his whole body was covered with hard fluff, thick blood mist spewed out from his back again, and eight steel-like jointed limbs burst out.

   Even the broken hands made the sound of bone shattering and quickly recovered.

  The remaining thirteen people struggled and wanted to stand up, but more blood spewed out.

   More and more pieces of internal organs mixed in the blood.

  Cheng Youyu stood up strongly, and made a voice on the verge of fainting: "Brother Lin...run!"

  He raised his finger and pointed out the door, his whole body twitched and passed out.

  Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, saw the fragments of internal organs, and suddenly realized!

"I see."

  He said softly: "It's the hearts of those animals!"

  The clown has completed the final transformation impressively, with sharp fangs growing out of his mouth.

"clever!"

  Gu Jianlin couldn't figure out why this guy would take the risk of being exposed and cruelly abuse animals.

  I thought it was a psychopath, but it wasn't.

   "You have known for a long time that the commissioners of the Aether Association are lurking in the school. You have even confirmed their identities, but you did not escape, let alone startle the enemy, but prepared a big gift for them."

  Gu Jianlin said coldly: "You are not abusing animals, but extracting the organs of those animals, and then using your mythical weapon that can hide breath, secretly cast something similar to a curse on them."

   "You really aren't those idiots from the Tribunal."

The clown stood opposite him, stretched out his eight spider legs, applauded lightly, and exclaimed: "I don't even want to kill you, what should I do? You are right, it is the ability of the Gu Master path, which originated in the southern border of China Necrotic Gu. I used myths to arm my invisibility, and secretly put this Gu in their meals."

  He paused: "I also wanted to give you and your sister some extra material, but I'm afraid that your rank is too low, and once you get a gu, you will die on the spot, so I'll be empty-handed..."

  Gu Jianlin got up silently, grabbed the Desert Eagle, and reloaded the bullet.

  As he expected, the clown is indeed extremely dangerous.

  I thought his last resort was the mythical weapon.

   Unexpectedly, the clown made a secret arrangement and easily eliminated the action group of the Aether Association.

   It seems that at critical moments, you have to rely on yourself.

   "Pistol? That thing is useless to me."

The clown sneered, raised his right hand, and the silver-white chain suddenly lit up with a glow: "Everything is under my control, the only thing I didn't count on is that you were able to find me in advance, and you can suppress the normal state. me."

   "However, that's it."

  The silver-white chains were suspended in mid-air, making a crisp impact sound, and the horizontal frame flew vertically.

  Mythical armed, the lock that cannot exist!

  —Liberation!

  At that moment, the clown's body overflowed with bright red blood, and his body convulsed slightly, as if he had paid a considerable price.

  Gu Jianlin was shrouded in countless silver-white chains, and narrowed his eyes.

  I saw those chains criss-crossing, surrounding the entire ruins, forming an enchantment of nothingness.

   At the same time, he lost his perception of the outside world.

   In other words, gradually no longer feel the existence of the outside world.

   "Next, just you, and me."

  The clown raised his left hand again, and at some point in his palm, there was a pitch-black bell.

  Mythical Armament, Requiem Bell!

   "I know, even if you die, you may not tell me what your father left you."

  He raised the bell in his hand: "I will enslave your soul... At that time, you will tell me yourself."

  On the roof of the teaching building of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, Lu Zicheng leaned against the iron railing, overlooking the night.

  A green-haired parrot stands on his shoulder.

  He was playing with his phone, and there was only one message on WeChat.

   "I'll take care of the clown's affairs by myself, and help me protect my sister."

  —Gu Jianlin.

  Lu Zicheng held on to the earphones. He used his sister's special authority to access the communication channel of the action group.

  At this moment, he also knows that the operation team has been wiped out.

   Logically speaking, he should immediately rescue the child.

   But, he didn't do that.

  Because he twirled a quaint copper coin at his fingertips.

  In the hollow in the center of the copper coin, a hair is entwined.

   That's Gu Jianlin's hair.

  The origin of this copper coin is not simple, it is one of the family heirlooms of the Lu family.

   According to legend, as long as one of the target's hair is wrapped around, one can fortune-tell and never miscalculate.

   Nothing will happen until the copper coin stops spinning and lands on the opposite side, which represents evil.

   "The operation team is wiped out, what else can you do?"

  Lu Zicheng said softly: "Let me see how you break the game."

  The next moment, the copper coin stopped spinning and landed with a bang.

  Lu Zicheng never expected that the copper coin would land on the front.

  The green-haired parrot stood on his shoulder and screamed strangely: "Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

  This copper coin is a mythical weapon, if it falls on the front, it is impossible to have an accident.

   It's incredible.

  He took out the tablet computer, and the screen monitored by the Eye of Horus satellite showed the movement in the cafeteria.

  The fourteen blue dots are already motionless in place, obviously losing their combat power.

  As for the most eye-catching red dot, it has disappeared.

   "Sure enough, one of the two mythical weapons mastered by the clown has the effect of shielding observation. Even now, I can't feel any movement from the cafeteria. So, what happened?"

  Lu Zicheng narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

  Suddenly, the roar of a helicopter sounded overhead, and lights flickered in the night sky.

  Lu Zicheng quickly dodged to the corner to avoid being seen.

   After all, he participated in the mission privately, and he would not show up unless it was absolutely necessary, and he would fall into the trap.

   According to the rules of procedure of the Tribunal, every time an action team is assigned a mission, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, an emergency plan will be prepared. Once the scene gets out of control, someone will come to forcibly control the field.

  This person's strength must be crushing, enough to settle everything.

  On the helicopter, there was someone standing in the cabin. The silhouette illuminated by the lights was slender and slim. Her white hair fluttered in the wind. She was carrying a huge sword box like a coffin, faintly echoing the buzzing sound of the blade.

  This characteristic is too obvious, the way of Jianzong.

   As a member of the ancient martial arts pathway, Lu Zicheng always felt that his profession was the best one.

  But he has to admit that Jianzong, who is also one of the oldest paths, is not weaker than Gu Wu.

   And even more cool.

   At the same time, the roof of the black Mercedes-Benz car half a block away from Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School.

   "Aren't you very confident? Deacon Nie. I seemed to smell the smell of Gu poison just now. It seems to be an extremely high-level necrotic Gu."

Lu Zijin squinted her beautiful eyes, glanced sideways at the middle-aged man in the car, and said lightly: "This kind of Gu poison will not reveal any extraordinary characteristics before it explodes, and it is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye. It seems that there is someone behind the clown, and this person The rank is not low, it may be super-dimensional, or even higher..."

  Deacon Nie's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Code name, Thunder! Launch the rescue plan!"

   There was a moment of silence in the intercom, and a pleasant voice sounded like ice hitting

"clear."

   Communication is interrupted.

   "My niece has an accident, are you in a hurry?"

  Lu Zijin jumped off the roof lightly, her black lily skirt fluttered in the wind, and her heels landed with a snap.

   "With Thunder here, there shouldn't be any problems. Let the medical team drop in at any time."

  She said lightly: "I'm a little bored, so I went to look around. Maybe the person behind the clown is also watching. If I'm lucky, I'll find him and fight him."

  The immature-looking minister showed a narrow smile: "You're not afraid here alone, are you?"

  Deacon Nie sat in the car, his eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Find him and kill him."

  The deacon of the Tribunal has great power, but very weak strength.

   It's not even the oldest way.

   After all, with the changes of the times, the mainstream inheritance methods are basically the oldest.

   Those fragmented inheritances have long been submerged in the long river of history.

  Guwu, Bawang, Jianzong, Ghost Slayer, Celestial Master, God Division.

  Besides this, Western dragon slayers and priests also belong to the most ancient way.

  Alchemists are also counted, but because they do not have combat power, they were eliminated.

"try your best."

  Lu Zijin yawned lazily, and was instantly enveloped by a majestic mental thought, before disappearing on the spot.

   On the other side, another helicopter roared past, and members of the medical team also arrived.

  Deacon Nie snorted coldly, his face extremely ugly.

  (end of this chapter)

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