The emperor is too clingy, and the reborn devil queen only thinks that she is beautiful and strong.

Chapter 90 The protective formation is broken!
While patrolling the streets, the watchman yawned loudly. There is no moon today, and I always feel that the wind is blowing and the evil gate is close.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed before his eyes.

He was a tall man with a big sword on his back. He turned out to be a monk.

The watchman breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Hey, the big brother in front of you, the market has closed after dark, go back and rest quickly!"

But the other party ignored him and continued to move forward at a cumbersome pace.

What qualities make his words fall on deaf ears?

The watchman wanted to give him some color, but suddenly found that the soles of his feet were sticky and quickly illuminated them with a lamp.

Oops! is blood!

The bloody footprints all over the ground!

Suddenly, his body was knocked away by another strong man with a knife. The lantern was kicked around and rolled around. At this moment, the night watcher suddenly realized that the streets were full of monks!
Exactly the same saber.

The exact same stiff walking posture.

even……

Exactly the same bloody footprints.

No one paid attention to him. All the monks were heading in the same direction, like a pilgrim.

Hit a ghost!
The watchman didn't care about anything else and ran in the opposite direction screaming: "Help——!! The Hundred Demons are walking in the night——!!!"

The sound of a broken gong awakened the dreamer, and candles were lit in many houses. When the light became brighter, everyone suddenly realized that the streets and alleys were densely packed with "people" covered in blood.

In other words, it is a blood puppet.

The puppets followed the instructions and moved quickly in the direction of the mercenary association.

In the mercenary club hall, Xin Heng was tinkering with his gadgets, and the rustling footsteps made him upset.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost at night? If you want to walk, let me walk properly!"

The footsteps did not stop, but became more and more agitated, clumping together from all directions, making Xin Heng's ears hurt. He picked up the gadgets and walked out, pushed open the door, and said angrily: "Make a noise... Damn it!"

A big knife struck hard at the door. Xin Heng subconsciously dodged. The edge of the knife was only a few centimeters away from his nose.

It was a close call, but fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise his great face would have been disfigured.

Xin Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

This breath combined with the smell of fishy blood, rotting flesh and blood, almost making him vomit out his overnight meal.

It doesn't stink so bad even if the latrine is blown up!

"Ow—"

The blood puppet outside the house let out a low roar. It was only then that Xin Heng realized that something dirty was coming to the door.

His cynical and childish face suddenly became serious.

Pull out, close the door, and turn down the key, all in one go.

Run to the front desk as fast as possible, fiddle with the shrapnel in front of the desk to unlock it, and then sound the alarm bell.

The piercing whistle sounded throughout the building.

Among the secret codes of the mercenary association, the bright and harsh signals represent the highest vigilance, there is an enemy attack!
Almost instantly, everyone who stayed behind was awakened, picked up the thing in their hands and walked out of the door. Some even haven't finished taking a bath and are covered in foam.

Makino was the first to arrive.

"What happened?"

Xin Heng opened his mouth, his mind was filled with those filthy and cruel things, but he couldn't hold back even a single word. Just shout loudly: "Knife! Knife! Knife!"

Makino: "What knife?"

Xin Heng's eyes widened, but he didn't know how to explain it. He subconsciously grabbed Makino's sleeves.

At this time, the mercenary will tremble violently up and down.

Something triggered the protective formation.

The protective formation was set up by a purple-level formation senior who specially set it up before ascending to the upper realm. This is the mercenary association's most powerful line of defense. The purple level is the pinnacle of combat power in the plane. No matter how arrogant the enemy is, mercenaries will cause trouble if they come, and they will inevitably take off three layers of skin.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the building shook violently again, and the shaking was even more severe and lasting than before.

The hearts of everyone who had just swallowed their stomachs suddenly rose up in their throats.

The formation has been seriously damaged? !

how can that be!

That is a formation that can block the combined attacks of several purple-level masters!

It was damaged?
Gradually disappearing from the corner of the mouth, no one is taking any chances anymore, the enemy is very strong.

Baili Niannian's lips turned white with fright, and she grabbed Makino's arm: "Brother Bai Wuchang, what's going on, who wants to kill us? ...Where's dad, where is my dad?"

Makino pushed her directly towards Xin Heng: "Protect her, I'll hold her up here."

Baili Niannian struggled: "No, I want to stay and fight with brother Bai Wuchang."

Xin Heng smiled bitterly: "Miss, don't make trouble. Your cultivation level is low and your martial arts are weak. Staying will only cause trouble for him. Come with me quickly."

Baili Niannian was still about to argue, but the building jolted again, and this time, it actually cracked directly from the bottom. Overwhelming roars swarmed in, and the air of decay spread.

The formation is broken!

The enemy is rushing in!

Makino could no longer care about the nonsense and drew his sword to join the battle, leaving them with only a white lightning-like back.

"Come on!"

He recognized this thing, it was a blood puppet! He saw it when he was on a mission in Songze City!

Even a strong person like Su Wan couldn't withstand the blood curse on them. The mercenary guild and these generals had no chance of survival.

We must buy more time for Baili Niannian and the others to escape.

Makino straightens the mask of Bai Wuchang.

The fierce murderous aura turned into a sharp blade and went straight to the heart of the blood puppet.

"Puff——" Blood splashed.

Several puppets were pierced at the same time.

The smell of blood aroused the viciousness of the blood puppets even more. They rushed over and drowned Bai Wuchang's figure in an instant.

……

The lonely night is lonely, and the corpse is in decay.

The limbs were mixed with the dried blood, making it impossible to tell the difference between friend and foe.

The mercenaries gathered back to back, surrounded by blood puppets who were watching eagerly. The man in white clothes at the forefront of the battle had already drunk his blood. Makino used his heavy sword to support his body and barely stood up. The two fox tails behind him were hanging limply. There are many yellow-level, green-level, and even blue-level monks among these blood puppets. They are huge in number and tireless. Even if he transformed into the body of the holy beast Sky Fox, he couldn't resist it.

Despair, anger, sadness and other emotions brewed in the hearts of the mercenaries.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it anymore and cried: "I don't want to die. My mother-in-law is about to give birth. I want to go home and see the baby."

"Damn it, what evil did I do in my last life to deserve to be killed by the living dead?"

"Where is the boss? Come and save us!"

Makino used his sleeves to wipe away the blood on his eyelashes that blocked his vision, feeling particularly heavy. Even if Baili Tu could make it back, he would only join the battle to delay time.

There is no end to the blood puppets, and the person who created them must be found to eradicate the problem.

If she were here, there should be something she could do, right?
For some reason, Makino suddenly thought of Bai Li, the black figure who brought Su Wan back from the gate of hell with his magical rejuvenation, and descended from the sky to destroy the remnants of the Nine Nether Rashomon.

If only she were here, more people in the mercenary association would be able to survive the disaster.

pity……

Makino shook his head helplessly, but unfortunately there was no what if.

All he has is this heavy sword in his hand, so let's fight with it!
He swung his sword and was about to slash at the blood puppet who was close by. The opponent's head suddenly rolled down, hit several times and stopped at his feet.

(End of this chapter)