Chapter 27: .Broken Lost City (Part 2)

The lightning domain of Razer's dancing upset the surrounding alleys.
The foreman with the siege cannon on his shoulder was the first to strike, and two lightning bolts pierced his chest straight down the barrel. His physique was amazing, and he was also blew up with several wounds by this incomparable power. He gritted his teeth and pointed the barrel at the prince three people outside the alley. He yelled, "Go!", grabbed the panicked men around him and threw them to the back of the alley.
Velut pulled Secor tightly to prevent him from rushing forward, and swiftly dodges a thunder sword sideways, reached out from his pocket and threw a few black bullets at the intersection, sternly shouted: "Retreat! Disperse as planned!" He hooked the shadow assassin's shoulder vigorously, and Saiker had to help him jump up and flee into the alley quickly.
The remaining black-clothed assassins quickly dispersed, and under the cover of the corner of the eaves, they fled back by various means. There were also a few unlucky guys who were accidentally hit by thunder and lightning. After a scream, they turned to bones, and the scene was miserable.
At the breach on the other side of the wall, the shield was propped up as far as possible to resist the attack of thunder. Although the thunder and lightning in the sky seemed terrifying, the single lethality of the first one was relatively weakened after the scope was spread, and the second gun guard's space shield had a natural anti-electric effect, and the three of them stayed safe in the shield.
Unexpectedly, several shelling by the foreman came in an instant, and the yellow beam of light hit the same light wall one after another, and the violent energy shock shook the shield tottering, almost showing signs of collapse. Under the shroud of electric light, avoiding as far as possible can only increase the output of divine power, the white light is so strong that he can't see his face, as if the whole person has turned into a ball of light.
The situation that had been clear had taken a turn for the worse. The prince naturally knew who the thunder was coming from. He stepped forward with a knife to protect the gaze of his concentration as far as he could, and yelled out his anger: "Uncle Ling, what are you doing!"
As soon as the voice fell, the black clouds in the sky stopped immediately, and a burly figure, wearing a purple robe and a golden crown, and a beard all over his face, was the majestic and majestic Jade King.
The prince jumped to stand in front of Shun, grabbed his arm, and asked in a rough voice: "A Shun, are you not injured? Don't be afraid, uncle no one can hurt you here!"
"Uncle Ling, didn't you say that you can stay at the intersection?" The prince was bitter. This confused uncle was doing a disservice, but the other party was his elder, so how could he attack randomly. He muffled and didn’t want to answer. He turned his head and glanced towards the alley. He saw the scene of the assassins fleeing in embarrassment. Someone help me clean up."
The two were about to chase the assassin. Ku Rong glanced at the Jade King without revealing a trace, and stopped in front of him and said: "His Royal Highness, don't be impatient, you have already imprinted a spiritual imprint, within ten miles, the other party can't escape the induction."
Is there such a magical thing about psychic art? Why didn't you say it in advance... a strange feeling flashed in the prince's heart, but the situation was urgent and there was no time to pay more attention, so he pulled his sleeves and ran and asked, "Where is the location?" As far as possible, he saluted the King of Jade silently, followed them into the alley.
"A Shun! Be careful yourself!" The Jade King yelled, standing in place, his tone seemed extremely anxious, but there was no expression on his face.
There were several groans from the alleyway, and a wounded assassin in black was struggling to stand up, but he was weak and unable to support it. The Jade King watched coldly, and suddenly threw out a flash of lightning, hitting the assassin's back, and after a scream, only a charcoal-like remnant remained. The Jade King stood motionless with his hands in his hands, his face was as rigid as a rock, and the ruins of the old building were burning behind him.
In this broken lost city, a desperate chase slowly began.
As the illusion disappeared, the assassins took advantage of the terrain to hide in unmanned houses, and escaped in groups. The original plan was for the foreman and the snakes to cause riots everywhere, and under the cover of the night, with the power of Saikor to concentrate on breaking through the encirclement, but Velut decided to change the plan after seeing the familiar man in gray.
"Plan C!" He put the wheel on Saiker's shoulder and shot backwards while giving out instructions loudly. The assassins quickly gathered again, led by the foreman and snakeskin to the scheduled breakthrough, leaving only two young men to deal with the pursuers behind them.
Since Ku Rong is present, presumably the Jade King also has a plan, I don’t know how it will be arranged...Virut is secretly guessing, suddenly a hoarse sound transmission in his mind, his steps are slightly stagnant, and his expression is still against Saiker. He said: "Northwest, black brick roof!"
The Shadow Assassin didn't ask, turned and rushed towards the northwest, and soon saw a black brick building more than ten stories high in front of him. The body of the building was badly weathered, and the cracks between the stones were full of mottled moss.
Sekor helped Velut not pause, and quickly climbed into the building. The three princes who arrived outside the building were about to catch up. The spiritual monk suddenly bent over and coughed, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I have to rest for a while. I really feel exhausted."
Shun saw that he was coughing badly, knowing that these pure spellcasters have always been weak, nodded in response, "Mr., just rest here, let's go and see the situation." For safety reasons, he waved his right hand outside the building and planted illusions. , Hiding the spiritual monk under the bending light.
"His Royal Highness You Lao." The gray-robed man gave a light thanks, covered his hood and leaned against the wall without making a sound.
The prince turned to look at the old building, and winked at Jin Yuan. The gun guard lifted his supernatural power and flew straight to the rooftop by stepping on the bulge of the window edge. Shun followed him closely. The two of them hopped right and left against the floor a few times before jumping to the top of the building.
There was no guardrail on the top of the old building. Shun He stopped at the edge of the roof and saw two assassin boys standing side by side with shoulder and cuff outside the drain on the opposite side. The four people confronted each other on the roof of this small building, without saying a word, the picture seemed to freeze.
After a short silence, Velut spoke slowly, pretending to ask unconsciously: "I didn't intend to fight against your Highness. The hotel matter is just an accident, so why bother to pursue it?"
The prince didn't reply, and glanced at the two masked teenagers coldly, waved his hand, and a ripple swept across the platform, turning the top of the tall building into a white mirror pool surrounded by clouds. The four teenagers were separated on both sides, floating like a fairy on the rippled water surface, and a huge white ball of light sank to the bottom of the water, illuminating the illusion space.
In the next instant, countless phantoms emerged from all around the mirror pond, flooding the two assassins like a tide. Saikor touched his legs and pulled out the long and short thorns, clasped his backhands, guarding his chest vigilantly. Virut was unusually calm and was not bothered by layers of virtual images. He turned his hand-gun, and fired several blue energy bullets into the lake in front of him, exploding a circle of ice spikes on the mirror pool, and phantom It's all blocked by the wall.
Electricity generally flashed white figures on the ice wall, and the divine light lingered as far away as he held the magic spear and stabbed him with a white light on the tip of the spear. Although Saiker is in a bright illusion and has nowhere to hide, but he is not weak. He is full of black mist, relying on keen intuition to avoid the attack of the long-gun, and occasionally dancing with double thorns to return. The two were fighting with all their strength in the middle of the lake, and the black and white divine lights continued to flicker and collide, floating out bursts of magical traces.
Shun's ethereal phantom was floating in the air, and his whole body was shrouded in trembling waves. He glanced at the inextricably intractable enemy in the field, and rushed to Virut who was guarding behind. He jumped up and crossed the ice cone, and immediately concealed his figure, chopped horizontally with a long knife, and took the opponent's gun arm.
When I was a soft persimmon...Virut snorted, took out a few iron pellets from his pocket and threw it forward, turning the hand-gun again to fire a few yellow energy bullets, which accurately hit the iron pellets in the air. The electric light burst, the iron pellets suddenly scattered large pieces of debris, and the arc flickered among the iron filings. The prince's figure was forced out by this emergent power grid, and one turned over and jumped back out of the ice wall, looking blankly at the forbidden area where the electric light shines, waiting for it to disappear.
"Virut!" Saikor Yuguang glanced at this scene, panicked and caught the flaw as far as he could. The white light swept across his right shoulder, and a mist of blood spread out.
X's...The Shadow Assassin gritted his teeth without saying a word, took the opportunity to jump back to his partner, and used his divine power to drive away all the white light remaining in the wound. Virut stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, staring at the two princes, shook hands tightly-his thoughts turned sharply. The Jade King's trump card has not yet appeared. It seems that it will take some time to wait...
There was another confrontation on the field. He stood gently beside Shun as far as he could. After a wink at him, he struck the handle of the gun. The white light array stretched forward from his feet instantly, wrapping the two young assassins in it, like a flooded glass cage.
"You have nowhere to go..." Shun waved away the phantom that covered his body, and said slowly in an unusually stable and majestic tone, "surrender as soon as possible to avoid the suffering of flesh and blood."
"His Royal Highness is so pressing, we are not afraid that we will fight to the death?" Virut smiled softly, as if not aware of the unfavorable situation in front of him, "No matter what His Highness wants to know... the dead can no longer speak. ."
"...The incident eight years ago, as well as the inside line of the capital... Tell me honestly, let you make a living." The prince calmly gave a gesture to Jin Yuan, if the other party wanted to die, he was really not sure. Keep people behind smoothly.
Naturally knowing as far as he could, he was about to strengthen his restraint, when he heard hoarse gasps under his feet, he quickly retracted his divine power with a move of his brows and turned into a shield to guard him. In the next second, there was a burst of sound around the roof, and several large holes were exposed from the worn-out black bricks, and seven blood-red figures swam up like fish, surrounding Shun He as far away as possible. These weird people are wearing tight light armor, with hideous faces, yellow saliva dripping from their mouths, they are very disgusting and weird.
It's time to come! Virut knew that it was an ambush set by the Jade King. He did not dare to delay the opportunity and hooked Secor's shoulder and shouted "Go." The shadow assassin's conditioned reflex looped around his waist and turned back and jumped out of the platform. He reached out and tapped his belt, and a row of wings popped up behind him. The two slowly floated towards the river bank by the violent evening wind, like a giant kite . As far as possible in a hurry, there was only time to condense a light gun, shooting at the two from a distance, the gliding wing shook slightly and continued to move forward steadily, and I didn't know if it hit.
The situation on the platform suddenly changed, and the prince looked anxious at the back of the assassins flying away. He waved the lower layer of illusion to hide himself and as far as possible, intending to avoid these inexplicable blood-clothed men.
Seeing the target disappear, the group of weird people let out an angry roar, and countless red smoke appeared all over the body. As soon as the thick smoke hit the area covered by the illusion, it made a sizzle like hot oil. This corrosive divine power made it difficult to maintain the illusion, and the illusory light and shadow quickly faded, revealing the two figures again.
"Shrink the divine power and avoid the smoke." The prince sensed the restraint effect of the weird red smoke on the divine power, and whispered to him, he swung his knife straight towards the nearest enemy. He keenly avoided the floating smoke, and the blade slashed from the bottom to the top, but he was stopped by the steel claws that instantly protruded from the hands of the blood-clothed man.
Unexpectedly, the assassin had such a weird means... he frowned as far as he could to protect the prince, and the long-gun swept out a safe area, but was inevitably surrounded by red smoke. Fortunately, the strange smoke only works on the divine power that is released, even if it is tangled on the body, it seems to be harmless. These weird people are quite difficult to deal with. Not only are they extremely powerful, but they are also not afraid of death, like mechanical puppets without pain.
In terms of actual force, these seven weirdos are not masters, but even if they shoot them as far as possible, stabbing them all over their bodies with scars, when the divine power cannot be released, as long as the opponent protects the vital position, it will always be difficult. Cause fatal injuries.
The situation fell into a stalemate, swept the two monsters as far as possible and swept the two monsters to the ground. Yu Guang glanced at Shun, and saw that he was still able to circle the enemy waiting for an opportunity, and felt a little relieved. He was thinking about whether to let the prince evacuate first, when suddenly he heard a strange sound. This voice...I tightened my heart as far as I could, leaped back to Shun's side to pick up the fighting enemy, leaning on the long-spear and fully guarded.
The blood-clothed people's reaction was even more weird. They all shook their heads in situ when they heard this whispering sound, wailing like sobs, and slowly left the rooftop in rows, completely forgetting the long-entangled target. Rear.
What's going on...Shun stared at the group of blood-smoked figures slowly disappearing, and his usual calm face couldn't help but show a daze, completely unable to figure out the development of this weird incident.
He waved his gun as far as possible and pointed diagonally forward, and looked around vigilantly. Just as his eyes swept across the big holes in the roof, he heard the shouts from downstairs, "Your Highness! Your Highness!". He turned his head to listen carefully, walked slowly to the edge of the roof and looked down. The spiritual monk was standing at the bottom of the building waving his hands.
"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time... Let's go down first." Shun also went up and down to take a glance, exhaling a sigh of relief. He was somewhat regretful for not being able to catch the target smoothly, if it wasn't for the sudden disruption... What is the origin of these blood-clothed monsters, and who is the last voice to help? Suspicions came one after another, like heavy fog making it difficult for him to see. However, the most important thing is to catch up with those two guys quickly...
The two silently jumped back and forth along the windowsill and quickly reached the ground. Ku Rong greeted him and asked in a dumb voice: "His Royal Highness, I just heard a lot of explosions. I don't know if there was an accident."
"It's just ambushes, nothing serious..." The strange thing on the top of the building, Shun did not want to mention it to others, and continued to ask in a perfunctory manner, "Mr. Can you detect the whereabouts of the assassin?"
"Still within range."
"It's not too late, catch up immediately."
"Please follow me."
Ku Rong stretched out his hand and walked forward first, the prince winked at Jin Jin, the gun guard took out the signal flare from his waist, and sent colored smoke into the air as a warning. Several people followed closely, and hurried to the distance.
Outside the quietly standing old building is empty again. Not long afterwards, the 7 blood-clothed men entangled in red smoke slowly walked out of the door of the building. They were lined up neatly, their eyes sluggish like a machine. This group of weird people walked to the front of the building and stood still, and the unidentified tall and thin black-robed man appeared at the door. It turned out that the strange sound came from his handwriting.
He walked to the blood-clothed man and took a glance. Suddenly if he noticed something, he laughed and mocked: "His Majesty the Jade King actually colluded with the Austronesian to murder his own prince... Hey, he is so bold. Don't be afraid of the emperor..."
Before the words fell, a thin arm of thunder light suddenly flew in and took his heart. The black-robed man was not in a hurry, and there were countless subtle fluctuations around his body. The electric light was shattered before he got close, and disappeared invisible.
The figure of the Jade King flashed at the corner of the alley, the purple robe was floating with thunder, and a pair of copper bells and tiger eyes were staring at the black robe man, full of murderous intent.
"Nonsense!" He yelled and pointed at the other party and asked in estoppel, "Who are you? How dare you set up a situation to plot against my prince Nagukuni!"
The black-robed man gave another weird laugh, and opened his mouth an inaudible fluctuation. The seven weird people immediately oozes countless blood, and they fall to the ground without saying a word, convulsing for a while and then stop moving.
The black-robed man ignored the killing field, as if he had been used to it. He quietly left a warning, "It's good to do it yourself", and jumped up to the low building beside him, and several leaps disappeared without a trace.
With a cold snort, the Jade King walked to the corpse, his expression cloudy. What power to say... none of these southerners can believe it! It took pains to set up the game, but it failed to get the expected effect. The Jade King was annoyed, and blamed the blatant guy on the blame. This batch of medicines was in vain, and you will have to negotiate the price with him so as not to be taken as a fool. However, you can use the caught guy...
The Jade King pondered for a long time and made up his mind. He waved his hand and released countless strong electric currents, burning all the corpses on the ground into brittle coke. He stared for a few seconds in the direction where the black-robed man was leaving, his whole body shining with golden light, galloping forward like a meteor, and in the blink of an eye he hid in the winding lanes.
From afar, there were bursts of shouts, and the guards surrounding them saw the colored signals in the sky, and they gathered around the black brick building.
The gloomy night gradually hung down along with this messy footsteps, and the sound of the wind in front of the broken building suddenly whizzed past, rolling up the dim yellow clouds.