The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 98

At this time, the Indian wizard Quinn was already in a state of distress.

In the short period of fighting, he had already used all the means at his disposal, but whether it was the shamanic witchcraft he originally practiced or the newly acquired flesh and blood magic, they were all held up by the strange-shaped golden stick. Less than two rounds.

The evil fire black smoke was easily dispersed into flying fireflies all over the sky, and the flesh and blood spear was easily knocked into a puddle of flesh.

Even if it is a mental illusion that deceives the senses, the opponent will instinctively see through it and beat it with a stick.

The raised wolf spirits seemed to have seen their natural enemies, hiding in the shadows behind them and trembling. If they hadn't tried their best to move them, they would not have even dared to show their heads.

Without paying attention, his shoulder was swept a little bit, and he felt an unforgettable pain immediately. The bones in the injured area were obviously shattered by the shock. If it weren't for his new extraordinary ability to manipulate the body, he would not be able to lift his arm at the moment.

Even so, a strange energy with a sacred aura was still entrenched in the shoulder injury, and continued to seep into the body, interfering with his actions.

When the strange light dust fell, strengthening the opponent and suppressing himself, the situation became more and more precarious, and he was almost shot in the head by that chick several times.

He was already in a dangerous situation, but when he saw that the Eastern Warlock was about to attack again, Quinn knew that the attack had failed. If he didn't retreat, he might be killed on the spot.

Although he is mentally crazy, his IQ is still there, otherwise he would not be able to design such a trap. Since the current situation is not good, he will naturally not fight to the end stupidly.

He first looked around fiercely, as if he wanted to memorize everyone's faces.

Then, before Zhu Mingyao could kill him, he let out a long howl, and the pieces of flesh, flesh, and fat scattered all over the ground exploded at the same time, turning into balls of filthy black smoke, and rolled over with the disgusting smell of corpses.

At the same time, he waved his hands continuously, and a strange wind rose from the ground and raised large amounts of dust. Five or six dark wolf shadows emerged from the dust and attacked everyone separately!

Seeing that the enemy seemed to be desperate, Zhu Mingyao turned his feet and jumped to the side to avoid it. The Yin soldiers, sword energy, and staffs all moved together, and he hurriedly killed all the incoming shadow wolf spirits. Although he was not afraid of this, But a few agents may not be able to carry it through just by wearing standard equipment.

When the black smoke dissipated and the dust settled, Zhu Mingyao looked again and saw that Quinn had fled without a trace. In the dark wilderness in the distance, only his gloomy voice could be heard:
  "Just wait, I don't know when, I will visit you as your relative and friend..."

How dare you threaten! It’s so desperate!
  Zhu Mingyao sneered secretly in his heart.

He was not in a hurry to chase after them, but turned around to check on the wounded. After all, nothing was more precious than human life.

Besides... Zhu Mingyao looked back at the rolling hills in the distance with cold eyes.

Did the other party think he could escape?
  ……

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Charles caressed his chest and curled up into a prawn, groaning loudly and gasping in pain. It sounded like he was pulling a broken bellows, and fine pink foam kept oozing out of his mouth and nose.

The two heavy blows from the enemy just now not only broke his right arm, but also shattered a large piece of his sternum. It is estimated that his lungs were also seriously injured, and there was serious internal bleeding.

If it weren't for the fact that as a middle-level cadre of the official special department, he always kept two defensive amulets on his body to withstand some damage, he would have gone to see God together arm in arm with the agent with a broken neck on the ground. Fortunately, the Special Bureau has always been well prepared with supplies. This time, in order to protect the newly trained "Prophet", it also brought several precious healing consumables, which were at least enough to support them in going to the hospital for rescue.

While Zhu Mingyao untied the [Drawing Ground as a Prison] around Ms. Charles and Ms. Lisa, he helped the only agent who was not injured to take out the first-aid alchemy potions from the bus and gave them to several wounded people. At the same time, he explained the current situation Close to the eyes.

There were heavy casualties...

Four armed agents, one dead, one with a broken arm and one unconscious, the leader of the team, Charles, was seriously injured. Except for three extraordinary advisors including himself, the remaining ordinary people were almost completely wiped out.

His face was like water, and he glanced at the two ladies who were slowly approaching. He raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. The mighty golden armor on Michelle's body flowed like water, converging into a small golden talisman two or three inches long, and landed on it. In his hands.

The golden light faded away, and the vision subsided. Just now, he was still looking slutty and high-spirited, as if he was possessed by Jeanne. Michel, who was like Mulan reincarnated, lost all his momentum in an instant, and his whole body seemed to have no bones, and he went limply. He collapsed on the ground.

Thanks to Zhu Mingyao's quick hands, he grabbed her waist and hugged her. Otherwise, looking at the sharp gravel on the ground, the girl's delicate little butt might have bloomed on the spot.

Michelle didn't care about her body's weakness at this time. She was half-lying in Zhu Mingyao's arms dripping with sweat. She opened her blurred almond eyes, her face was flushed, and she grabbed the boy's arm and shook it excitedly. shouted:
  "What is that stick you gave me? It's so powerful! I feel like I have turned into an angel and am about to fly!"

Zhu Mingyao broke into sweat after hearing this, and looked around with a guilty look on his face.

Girl, please express yourself clearly without any ambiguity! With words like this and the ugly look on your face right now, it looks like I've done something bad...

He muttered secretly in his heart and gave two simple explanations:
  "This is a unique magic prop made by my teacher, called [Spirit Official Seal]. It was specially sent back from China for my self-defense. It can... forget it, you think it can summon a virtual guardian spirit to possess it. Feeling better...

...However, now is not the time to talk about this! "

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ms. Lisa approaching. Zhu Mingyao straightened his face, put on a polite posture, and supported the girl's delicate body as she walked over.

Feeling the wonderful touch remaining on his hands, Zhu Mingyao couldn't help but secretly praise him. He was indeed a high school cheerleader. The flexibility of his small waist was amazing...

"MR Zhu! We must evacuate immediately!"

An anxious question rang from the side, interrupting some of the charming thoughts in his mind.

With a solemn expression, he took over Ms. Lisa's words.

"Of course, madam, this is what I think too. None of us are good at healing extraordinary abilities. We must transfer Charles and the others to the rear immediately!"

"But -" Zhu Mingyao changed the subject, pointed at the scattered communication equipment aside and said in a deep voice:
  "You guys should retreat first, and I'll go help the team in front!"

Without waiting for Ms. Lisa’s persuasion, Zhu Mingyao spoke first:

"As a senior diviner, you should be able to vaguely realize that today's attack is a bit weird. I can tell you responsibly that there is something wrong with the old Bob ahead..."

(End of this chapter)