Chapter 309 People with Ulterior Motives

Lin An was about to take action when he heard a prompt from the system. His eyes darkened and he said.

"The so-called 'content' you mentioned is related to these wounds."

"Forest Ranger, I can't fail at this juncture. I beg for your understanding." The prophet rolled a few times, and most of the wounds disappeared. The blood spread in the clear water, emitting bursts of herbal fragrance.

"I don't understand."

"If I die, you will be trapped in the fragments of time forever, repeating endlessly until the star track of 'Comos' leaves Titan."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin An's feet were empty, and the stable and hard ground turned into a real water surface, and he fell straight down.

Darkness surrounded him, and he could walk normally without the suffocation underwater.

It was like being in a dark sewer, and the light penetrated, like a dirty bus window, Lin An could still see the scene above through it.

The silence lasted for a second, and then something strange happened.

The spiral pattern of the python's scales collapsed into a diamond shape. First, there was a bright white light, and then a green SUV rushed in.

"Boom!"

The shape and sound flew past, and a woman broke out of the python's abdomen, and the space became more and more distorted.

"See you again, old friend!"

She laughed, her mouth full of fresh blood and minced meat, like a cannibalistic ceremony that had just ended.

"The facts prove that the Bantu people don't buy into your rule!"

"They are not used to fairness and justice, nor to wealth and food." The python rolled up its body to hide the torn wound, "What is a god who only makes demands? There is nothing but a tyrant with a different name."

"So I never call myself a living god, but Bantu President Tshisekedi Kumasi! Don't stop me from becoming a god and immortal!"

The woman sneered, and the phantom of a palm tree appeared in her eyes, the surface of the dry leaves was burning, and the fan-shaped rhizome was like a giant beast.

Her body was armor, standing tall, motionless, shining all over, facing the battlefield.

The python buried its head in its body, its tail raised, like a siege crossbow, floating on the water that was split in two.

"Wisdom makes people think, virtue makes people self-examine, your freedom is the game of the unsaved and the unsaved."

The crisp sound of the fracture tore through the sky, and the poisonous thoughts dragged a scattered shining tail, like a comet coming, shining all the way and rushing forward.

"Zhen!"

The sound of animal skin drums and banjo music sounded, and the woman leaned back, her head turned to her left shoulder, and made a strange movement to avoid the prophet's arrow, and then her left hand stretched out to him, and her front legs leaned back until she stood on her hind legs.

"What nonsense! Today I will completely destroy this antique of yours! Let the Four Living Gods become a useless wild history legend!"

The sonorous heavy metal music suddenly played, full of modern luxury and emptiness, a pile of brand-name watches and handbags fell from the sky, disrupting the ancient and long music.

The two collided, and there was no difference between the two.

The empty water surface was misty, the sky was sparse and indifferent, the stars danced on one side, and their reflections made the ripples in the pool begin to spread outward.

The discordant metal music was intercepted by the soft and quiet water vapor, turned into two dimensions, and sank to the bottom of the water with crackling sounds.

The woman turned three somersaults, her clothes disappeared in the smoke and flames, and only the pattern covered by palm trees on her body was left, and only the phantoms in the yellow light and jade-like eyes became clearer and clearer.

Their battle took place in a flash, which was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and only wisps of breeze passed by.

[Name]: Makanga Mahungu

[Rating]: Source Class C

[Radiation Value]: 28.5%

[Degree of Pollution]: 41.1%

[Medium]: Lord of Dreams

The woman was Bantu President Tshisekedi.

This was his female body, full of irritability, mania and negative emotions.

Her fighting style was also completely different from Tshisekedi's, and it could be said that every blow was fierce and straightforward.

Lin An observed the battle between the two while sorting out the ins and outs.

In short, the prophet's somewhat incoherent words were a sign of weakness to him.

It didn't expect Tshisekedi to leave Kinshasa directly and come to assassinate him alone. Because it didn't know what Tshisekedi's female body looked like, it was caught off guard and injured.

The shapeshifting wizard used as a container by the prophet was likely to die on the spot, so it was in a purely "in the air" state and could not interfere with the world of the living in any way.

In order to fight back, it had to pull the president into the circle.

But Lin An was also in it. As a source-level mysterious person, although he did not find a breakthrough for the "God of Truth", he was more than enough to fish in troubled waters when the two fought.

Therefore, the prophet warned him that the two would rise and fall together.

During the observation, Lin An found that although Tshisekedi's female body seemed fierce and fierce, and attacked continuously, she was actually not the opponent of the prophet and fell into a disadvantage in less than a minute.

She only had half the power of the chief.

Since the battle was bound to be lost, why did Tshisekedi send his female body to die?

Wait, "send to die"...

At this moment, the woman wiped her cheek covered with palm tree patterns coldly.

"Want to kill me? Come on! Stop shrinking, restraining your hands and feet, and looking back and forth, and cut my throat with your blade!"

The python swallowed and spit out the scarlet core, looked down at Lin An under the water with deep meaning, then plunged its head into its coiled body and sank into the energy place with him.

Its adult-sized eyes were like bright lights in the dark night, illuminating Lin An. The light made his whole body painful and his soul restless.

Lin An immediately used [Unaffected Ship], applied the coldness of pain relief cream on the hot skin, and scanned the situation with [God's One Eye].

The creatures in the underwater world jumped in joy, the turbid river was lonely, the bright moon was high, and it was like a reborn.

The python wandered in the sticky water, its forehead touched a lantern, and the beautiful moon-like light sprinkled all over the underwater world, as if it had received the blessing of light, and the prophet's scales were shining.

Magnificent and unique, extraordinary.

From the point where it touched the wick, the python's spiral pattern reversed direction, changing from the skull to the tail, while its body shrank endlessly, and its huge scales kept falling like a snake shedding its skin.

Lin An picked up a few of them and raised his head.

The snake body that once covered the sky and the sun and could not see the end was only three or four meters long, just like a normal rainforest python, and its fresh and clear breath conveyed a blazing temperature.

The soul can expand infinitely, but the boundaries of the body are difficult to increase.

The fingers inherited by the prophet and the chief represent the completely opposite world of life and death. If it maintains the state of "in the air", it will not be able to cross the barrier of the Kalenga Line and kill the invading woman.

So it had to return to the mortal world, the spiral pattern was completely reversed, the illusory snake skin had a physical body, and the cold heart gradually began to beat.

Lin An narrowed his eyes, and the prompt sound from the system told him that the prophet could be locked by the entry.

Before he took action, the python seemed to have sensed something and broke through the water.

"Crash!"

"Pay the price for your recklessness in Kinshasa!"

Oh no.

The mine I buried exploded. Lin An thought.

The chief blamed the prophet for the death of the members of the Red Poppy Chamber of Commerce and the loss of the sorcerer's finger.

This was Lin An's Plan A. His backup plan was to let Misulu assassinate the shapeshifting wizard, force the prophet to enter "in the air", and anger it.

The woman swept the water with her feet, held two sharp-edged palm leaves with both hands, and slashed towards the soft belly of the python.

"Gah!"

The normal-sized python moved quickly, dodged the attack, and bit the woman's wrist, causing her to groan, flip back several times and flee in embarrassment.

The two confronted each other, and there was a dead silence.

Strangely, the woman let the blood gush out of the aorta, but became radiant, as beautiful as a blooming flower.

Her hair turned from poisonous green back to soft black and smooth, and the palm leaves on her face faded, revealing a healthy luster.

"This is the skill of the 'witch'." The prophet said hoarsely.

"It has been improved by my new colleague." Tshisekedi chuckled, "If she is still conscious, she must be furious! It's really deserved, you bastards who are not in the light should rot in the mud of death!"

"Shut up, Chief! You are talking to someone who controls your destiny."

"And you are talking to someone who controls your future!"

Tshisekedi shouted a series of strange buzzing sounds in his throat, as if he was promulgating laws, chanting songs or spells, and talking endlessly.

[God's One Eye] The rose petals opened and closed, and Lin An listened with interest through the middle finger of Fatima's hand, but all he heard were some meaningless gossip.

It seems that speaking is auxiliary, and the most important thing is the exchange of blood between the two.

The powder glowed at the woman's fingertips, and the calm water surface bulged, and the waves in the calm water rose to the surface of the sea, separated, and broke into piles on both sides.

At the same time, the python's arms tore its body apart with a wonderful movement, its sternum opened and became a complete palm, and each blue finger carried a dark flame, casting a gloomy light.

The fingers surrounded Tshisekedi's neck and slowly tightened.

The woman's face turned blue and she looked like she was about to suffocate, but her eyes suddenly changed from anger to indifference, not caring about the threat of death.

"Prophet, you failed." She said, using the male tone familiar to Lin An, "Your passivity, forbearance and indecision are destined to fail me."

"And you are selfish, arrogant and inferior, and you will only dig your own grave."

"I have never been a [Four Living Gods], I don't want to work hard for Bantu! Why should the responsibility of the ancestors become everything in my life? Just because I was designated as the successor of the chief? Why has no one ever asked my wishes!"

"The ghosts of the ancestors bless you."

"It is cursing me!"

The python exerted force, "crack" twisted Tshisekedi's neck, and the body fell to the ground, maintaining an infuriating laugh.

And suddenly an inconspicuous bulge rose on the back of the python, like a small acne, but it looked particularly abrupt on the neat and uniform spiral pattern.

It was the mysterious technique that Tshisekedi cast on Lin An last time.

Once you fall into the trap, as long as you use high-rated items or manipulate your own energy, you will be given nutrients to make the bulge grow until it becomes the "other half" of the individual.

During this period, the individual will suffer from physical tearing and mental confusion.

Tshisekedi also paid a price when he used it. He vomited blood and quickly fled the scene, releasing his men to chase Lin An.

If he had not been in the time fragment, it is estimated that he would never use this mysterious technique easily.

Compared with the understatement and surprise of Lin Anshi's "no medium", she deliberately let the prophet recover his body and bite herself before reciting the spell.

The process was much more complicated, but the sequelae seemed to be alleviated.

The prophet said that this was the way the "witch" cast a spell.

Voodoo...

In short, it seems that Tshisekedi did not intend to let the female body come back alive. When she succeeded in the assassination, her aura and appearance were exposed, and there was no value in keeping it secret.

Secondly, she severely injured the prophet with death, weakening the price borne by the main body.

As the orbit of "Comos" got closer and closer, the battle between the mystics became more and more out of common sense.

After the fierce battle, the prophet collapsed on the spot, his eyes full of mist, and he looked around without spirit, weaker and more listless than when he was covered in blood.

Lin Anping put down the collected snake scales, and the [Philosopher's Stone] metal conversion, they turned into a golden boat, blocking the stickiness at the bottom of the water, and the air flow and water pushed him up.

"Pop!"

In Bantu mythology, water is the intersection of life and death, past and future. The moment Lin An rushed out, he felt refreshed.

The weak python raised his eyelids tiredly.

"If I die, you will be trapped in the fragments of time."

"System, use the "Magic Encyclopedia Volume 1" - [The Ritual of Ishtar in Nineveh]."

The pupils of the prophet reflected the expressionless Lin An, and the ethereal and dark energy piled up into an ancient stone temple, covering it with overwhelming.

But it was calm, and the corners of its mouth were raised with a faint smile.

"If I had known you would do this..."