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Chapter 814 Mahayana Talisman

Of the ten show anchors, two of them were killed by me. Chen Jiuge was possessed by the body of Fuhuagu. I have seen the betrayer, Little A and the man in the variegated robe. Counting the black robe and the butcher, there are only seven in total.

From the show examiner, I have been able to confirm that I am both the first anchor and the tenth anchor, but in total, there are only nine people in total.

"Where did the other show host go?" If it were normal times, I wouldn't care, but at this critical moment, I suddenly thought of something.

The live broadcast of Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital and the layout of the show encouraged anchors to hunt each other. How many anchors participated in that live broadcast?

The butcher's face was very similar to Zhu Li's, and he was the first to be excluded. Heipao did participate in that live broadcast, but he had scars all over his body and it was easy to tell.

"I clearly remember that when I entered the hospital underground alone, someone helped me hold back most of the white criminals. That person should be between the medical student Chen Mo and the reporter Zhang Heng! It is very likely that one of them is hiding Show host!”

"The layout of deep dreams is a key battle against fate. It affects the whole body, and the show anchor should also be involved!" Xia Chi failed the show assessment, so it does not count. Butcher once revealed to me , there is a puppet of God's will hidden among the betrayers. This person cannot be Little A, nor does the man in the variegated robe look like him, so the most likely candidate is the anchor who has not shown up yet.

"The black-robed anchor's plan is destined to fail. Everything is under the control of fate. If you want to break the situation, you must find the puppet of fate. Only by stopping him or even killing him can you deal a heavy blow to fate." Butcher and In a life-and-death fight in black robes, Little A and the man in variegated robes restrain each other. Now only I, who is not part of the fateful plan, can stop him!

In the entire deep dream, I am the only one who can change everything.

Without getting close to the two battlefields, I wandered in the darkness, looking for the last anchor who might appear.

"Wait, I seem to have overlooked something." Looking at the huge spider shadows busy repairing the spider webs around the block, a thought flashed through my mind: "Who is controlling those spider shadows?"

The man in colorful robes and Little A were afraid of each other and could not be distracted, and it was not him who was the anchor in black robes fighting for his life with the butcher.

"It seems that the last show anchor should be in this neighborhood, controlling the spider shadow and secretly controlling the situation."

The entire block is too big. Even if you understand this key point, it is still difficult to find the anchor.

The flow of time in the place shrouded by the loophole is abnormal. If I stay here for one more second, the situation will worsen.

"It's too late. It seems we can only take the initiative to force him to show up." I controlled my aura, avoided the men in colorful robes who were confronting Little A on the periphery, and approached the central battlefield.

Spider threads are all over the buildings, and things like spider eggs even appear in some inconspicuous corners. Against the gray and white background, this neighborhood seems to be caught in an apocalyptic insect wave.

I walked cautiously inward for half an hour before stopping.

"The Butcher's situation is very bad." The tallest building in the center of the block was transformed into an altar with complex runes flowing around it.

The whole building is as high as more than ten floors, like a sharp sword piercing the sky. If I didn't have the judgment eye, I wouldn't be able to see the two sides fighting clearly.

The butcher was suppressed on the middle floor of the building, about the sixth or seventh floor. He was struggling to hold on, his clothes were bloody and torn, and he looked very embarrassed.

This time I saw his face clearly. The butcher's original will was eighty-nine times similar to Zhu Li's. Strictly speaking, it was a face made up of many people, constantly changing, just like the owner of the White Rose shop.

In the critical moment of life and death, the Butcher did not hold anything back. He had four talismans hovering around him, forming a simple formation. From the halo lingering on the talismans, it can be seen that each of these talismans is the best talisman!

The Butcher's abilities are much more than that. He is good at playing with the emotions of the world, and can draw energy from the seven emotions and six desires to strengthen himself.

The deep dreamland is a place where memories of being abandoned by all beings are buried. There are hidden feelings that have been sealed. Every building and every inch of land contains a forgotten story.

It is with the help of these things that the butcher can persist for such a long time.

"The first anchor is dead, and the will of the show will be implemented by me. Butcher, hand over everything you have! Any struggle is useless!" The black robe's attack method is very strange, with streaks of rusty black Chains protruded from under his robes, whipping the butcher like whips.

What looks like an ordinary chain actually contains the power of rules. Even a defensive formation composed of superior talismans becomes dim after being whipped a dozen times.

The Butcher stood firm in the formation, and faces with different expressions appeared on the blood-stained clothes. He glanced at the black robe coldly: "Idiot, fate is hidden among the betrayers. This is the reason why the show will kill them all. ."

"This is a deep dreamland, a place where fate cannot touch. Even if there is a chess piece of fate among the betrayers, he can't stop me now!" The black-robed anchor's tone was crazy, and he was already red-eyed.

"Fate can't stop you, but what about fate?" The Butcher smiled meaningfully, "I know you want to refine the Mahayana Talisman in a deep dream, and then connect it to reality, so as to break the rules set by fate. It’s a pity that you are destined to fail, even if I cooperate with you fully, you will definitely fail!”

"Shut up! Do you know how long I have been preparing for this day? How much I have paid?"

The black robe attacked frantically, and the superior talisman formation was crumbling. The butcher's face was slightly pale, but his voice was calm and calm: "Compared with that person, all your preparations are just a joke. Maybe when fate is truly defeated in a few years, you Only then will you know from that person what it means to give.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the formation arranged by the butcher was broken, the four superior talismans shattered into pieces, and the black-robed anchor's chain hit his bloody clothes hard.

The debris flew away, leaving a long wound on the butcher's chest. Black ulcers continued to spread, and there were countless nematode-like things in it, trying desperately to burrow into the butcher's body.

This wound is the same as what I saw on the old man. The butcher was able to escape before, probably because he used the old man's will as a scapegoat.

The Butcher was injured to begin with. He must have been besieged once before, but now he was just barely holding on.

The black chains wrapped around the butcher's body and cut into his flesh. The black-robed anchor dragged him towards the altar on the top of the building.

"The Butcher just used the talisman to resist and did not use his own abilities. It seems that he has indeed reached the point where he has run out of energy." I grabbed the human-shaped crystal in my arms and rushed towards the building quickly: "We can't wait any longer. !”

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