Chapter 533: Plan 1

time flies.
In an instant, more than two weeks passed.
Lin Sheng's retreat has completely disappeared, severing external contacts, and keeping contact with family members who have a temple.
In order to facilitate the arrangement of Lin Sheng's movements already reported to the family.
It sounds like he is busy with this today and tomorrow with this. But in fact, it was all a fake show performed by Lin Sheng in order to arrange properly and not worry his family.
Really, he has long been dormant in the Holy Spirit Palace.
For two weeks, it's not long or short.
It's just unclear how long it takes for Lin Sheng, the Holy Spirit King, to retreat.
For the general forces, Lin Sheng's camouflage can indeed play a role. But the top masters have their own eyesight and sense.
The breath of the Xeon is not something that can only be disguised.
So when Lin Sheng's retreat disappeared, the Evil Spirit Hall and Daxingchi got the news almost immediately.
Others have been suppressed by Lin Sheng's time, so they can't afford to raise their heads, and they have also taken the opportunity to quickly develop the religion.
All restless forces see this as an opportunity.
The two holy cities, Shumington and Hengruikara, have grown to this level, which is already a large piece of fatty meat in the eyes of many people, or the level of fat flowing.
You can't help others.
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Third Defence City of Miga.
Motorcycles running on fuel burned to form a convoy, walking slowly in the Kuroshio mist.
They were all wrapped in cloth, and even their eyes were wearing closed goggles like glasses.
Just looking at the appearance, it is impossible to distinguish between men, women and children. Because everyone's body is shrouded in heavy protective clothing.
The motorcycle team has traveled a constant distance from one fortress to another.
They were the Soul Hunter convoy, a mobile messenger dedicated to walking between the fortifications.
Now that satellite communications are completely cut off, the only way to communicate with each other is with human resources.
At the forefront of the team, a petite player was whispering to the leader of the team.
"Every time I go to the No. 3 defense city, I feel a bit wrong. The place is dead. There is no hope in everyone's eyes. It's a bit scary."
"That's the characteristic there," said the captain dullly.
"Characteristics? If it wasn't for the city leader's random command, when he was a tyrant, how could Defence City No. 3 fall to this point? Anyway, it was really miserable." The petite player sighed.
Although her voice was covered by a mask, she could still hear the delicate voice, obviously a girl.
"It doesn't matter to us. Just do yourself well." The captain answered.
"What about the second defensive city? We have integrated all the information in Miga. There are only three defensive cities, and the most special holy city discovered recently. I think the second defensive city may be the most solid one in the future. . This is impossible even for the Holy City. "
"You haven't been to the Holy City. How do you know what's going on there?" Another member interjected.
"I haven't been to this place, I have heard of it." The girl was not convinced. "The biggest function of the defense city is to protect everyone from erosion and persecution. The city, whether it is to absorb the strength of its members or to show compassion for the people, is the best defense city No. 2.
I think if we are tired in the future and want to settle down, it is best to go to the Second Defense City. Do you know what the names of other teams are now? "
"what?"
"Defense of the wind."
"Why the Wind Defense City?"
"Because the owner of the second defense city is a gentle and good-looking man named Feng, and is one of the strongest soul hunters who has come to date," the girl explained.
"Well, talk less when you're on your way. We don't have much water without pollution."
After a few days of rushing through the Kuroshio fog, everyone must eat drinking water with a very low pollution index during the break.
This can be adjusted to rest. Otherwise, even if they are soul hunters, they will be eroded by different degrees of black fog, and they will die faster than ordinary people.
After the captain spoke, everyone was silent again.
Keeping quiet is the most basic principle of rushing in the Kuroshio fog.
Because there are many monsters, they all rely on hearing to hunt for life.
There are also a lot of monsters, which have very little sound when they move. If you don't rely on your ears to listen carefully and stay alert, you may not know how to die.
So everyone dare not talk for a long time.
The team slowly walked through the streets in the mist, building debris.
They seem to have entered the ruins of a human settlement.
The buildings around were broken and broken in half. No building is complete at all.
The convoy drove slowly through the ruined city, heading straight in the intended direction.
And on the edge of the team, a dark corner full of Kuroshio mist.
A man in a gray robe wearing a three-star pattern is wrapped in cheats on a black cloth strip, revealing only bloodshot brown eyes, staring at the motorcade continually away.
It stood in the darkness, like a leopard about to hunt its prey, calm and calm.
"Defense city ..... Soul hunter?" The gray-robed man gave a vague laugh.
"Catch up and kill them."
Huh! !! Huh! !!
Suddenly, the shadow behind him suddenly stretched, twisted spirally, became longer and thinner, split into more than ten thin black lines, and quickly chased the team.
"Sorrowful man ..." The gray robe man turned without looking at the results, and turned to a deeper dark shadow.
This is the Kuroshio. He can't stay here for long. It's the right way to get back to work quickly.
"The garbage trying to challenge the original order will eventually become the dust of history and disappear!"
With a sigh at last, the gray robe man vaguely heard screams from a distance.
"Only the evil energy is the right way. The garbage of half-humans and half-monsters dictates the tools that are useful."
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Defence City One.
In a well-organized city, as usual, people put things they want to buy and sell on city squares and open spaces.
Then put up the exchange condition wooden sign written in advance.
Ansel only returned from outside the city. As a soul hunter, he is most interested in coming here every day to find what he likes.
Running around the deadly edge like stepping on a steel wire all the time, the spirit hunting people's attitude towards money and resources is extremely unrestrained.
After all, no one knew if he would die outside next time.
So nowadays, there is wine now and drunk, never thinking about the future, as long as you have fun in time.
This has also led to the emergence of people who are too moral and open-minded.
They profess to be lovers of God, and often organize large ambiguous opposite parties together.