Chapter 2868 Death of the Sinister Man
I really wanted to ask Spitz what level that level was, but seeing his expression of seriousness about confronting the sinister man, I probably understood the guy's state of mind. Even if I asked, he would definitely pretend not to hear. .
I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time. It had been at least two hours since I arrived at the Poseidon Clan. I don’t know if Di Ruiji was prepared, but I could feel that there were thousands of strong men on the edge of the town. It's coming here like a tide.
Although he is a strong man, he is still like an ant to the masses of adventurers, and to Spitz-level beings.
But there is a saying that a swarm of ants can kill an elephant. I think back then, many of the apostles who came to Zephyr Continent suffered at the expense of the weak. They were besieged at first and didn't take it seriously until they found out that the situation was over. Falling into a situation that was unable to be reversed, I began to regret it, but it was already too late.
The helpless apostles can only be sealed by the weak one by one. They will not be free until the day when the seal is unlocked.
Long-legged Lotus is like this, Flame Devourer Antuun is like this, and even Derich is like this.
Once the strong are careless, it is not uncommon for them to be sealed by the weak. Now, deep under the sea, away from home, there are a large number of adventurers coming. If we don't make preparations in advance, it is really possible that we will collapse again.
Sirocco, Dirigi, and Spitz are okay. Even if they are sealed, they can still live until the day the seal is broken. But I am miserable. Although I am a pure-blood goblin, my bloodline is sealed layer by layer. They can't exert much of the power of the fairy clan at all. Even if they are lucky enough to survive and be sealed together, after a hundred and eighty days, even if they don't die of loneliness, they will die of thirst and starvation.
And in my opinion, Poseidon is definitely not a moderate who will seal me. He wants me to die, because only if I die will he be more likely to win the heart of Sirocco.
After all, Shilok once said that if you want to marry her, you must first obtain my consent. This sentence will make people doubt whether there is an indescribable ambiguous relationship between Shilok and me.
And Poseidon, who is in the midst of a passionate pursuit of Sirocco, will definitely try his best to eliminate me as his love rival, so I will say that only if I die will Poseidon be more likely to win over Sirocco. Heart.
Just as the adventurers were rushing towards us at a surging speed, a black mist suddenly rose from the northwest corner. The mist was like the billowing black smoke emitted from the factory chimney, but it dispersed at a faster speed. Faster than black smoke.
Apparently many people have noticed the spreading black smoke, but they did not pay attention to it, but continued to rush towards us. Perhaps for them, rescuing the car means more than anything else.
In fact, if you think about it for a moment, you can feel relieved. After all, although things like black smoke look weird, they cannot be connected with their future lives, but the rescue is different. If they can leave a good impression in front of their majesty, they will have a successful career. It is no longer a dream.
Their behavior may be justified in normal times, but this is not usual time. The black smoke is not industrial waste gas, but Di Ruigi's innate skill. This thing seems harmless, but in fact, once touched, it will Will burp farts.
Soon the first victims appeared.
Some of the adventurers who wanted to go through the black smoke and fight directly to their majesty fell down without warning. First they twitched in pain, strangled their necks and howled, then they rolled on the ground, roared, and finally their bodies twitched. , burped fart.
As the number of dead adventurers skyrocketed, someone finally realized the dangers of the black smoke. Many people yelled to remind their companions to stay away from the black smoke. At the same time, a strong team of adventurers was roughly equivalent to a city defense on land. Organizations like a team, fully armed, rushed to the location of the black smoke very quickly.
They naively thought that being fully armed could resist the invasion of black smoke. However, they were wrong, and they were completely wrong.
Even ordinary plagues cannot be resisted with just a few pieces of equipment, let alone the plague released by Di Ruigi.
Then large groups of adventurers fell to the ground like felled wheat.
The adventurers were once again in panic.
Soon, a group of priests rushed over and performed a purification spell on the black smoke, but with little effect.
The purification technique could only hinder the black smoke at a very limited speed. Soon, the black smoke quickly spread again. Thousands of adventurers fell down, and the scene once again fell into chaos.
More than half of the adventurers who came to support were scared away by the raging black smoke, and a small half were chased by the black smoke. Only the last half were still running towards Poseidon at extremely fast speeds.
However, the remaining group of adventurers are no longer in danger.
I stood with my sword in hand, condensing magic waves and murderous intent at the same time, standing in front of the group of adventurers and stopping them from moving forward.
"Stay! I planted this tree and opened this road. If you want to live through this, you must survive!"
I yelled out lines unique to period films with great arrogance, and was instantly stunned by all the adventurers who came to my aid.
The corner of my mouth curled up and I smiled slightly: "This road is blocked."
Immediately, the Jigui Swordsmanship and Storm Style was launched.
Twenty-four swords encompassed the world and the world at the same time, and instantly enveloped most of the adventurers who came to support them.
When I held the first sword, I froze in mid-air, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, then, like lightning, I slashed at the adventurer in the field.
One sword, two swords, three swords... until all twenty-four swords were struck down, and all the adventurers present were cut into parts and scattered on the ground.
No one was spared.
Sheathing the knife, standing, I breathed softly again, which was regarded as the completion ceremony of combat skills.
At the same time, the black smoke had spread to a place less than twenty meters away from me.
Spitz, who was fighting the shady man, laughed, waved his claws to deflect the attack, then grabbed him by the collar and threw him towards the black mist.
The sinister man who fell into the black mist suddenly stood up and immediately held his breath, trying to prevent the invasion of the black mist in this way. However, this was a plague, a living creature, not a lifeless dead thing. Even if he Even without breathing, it can still get into his nose.
Just tens of seconds later, the sinister man strangled his neck and let out a heart-rending cry. The sound was much more real than what could be perceived through the magic waves, and it was also much more miserable.
The sinister man kept struggling, trying to escape from the black mist, but he was unable to do so. Finally, he fell to the ground in pain and lost his life in convulsions.
Although he died, he had to admit that he was a strong man, and he was also a strong man who was praised by Spitz. If he could correctly identify his own identity and the identity of Spitz, he would definitely feel that there is no hope for him in this life. Regret it.