Chapter 103 Breakthrough (Subscription Request)

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Jiang Qian covered his head with a scarf that could conceal his whereabouts, performed Snake Shadow Stealth, and advanced along the way he came.

He occasionally looked up.

Occasionally, night owls flew by in the sky, but they all ignored his presence.

Well, the scarf is indeed very useful, but the pattern is too bright, I'm afraid even aunts won't be willing to wear it out... Jiang Qian calmly evaluated the appearance of this practical prop.

But none of this matters.

As the scenery in front of him quickly retreated, Jiang Qian quickly took stock of his equipment and the purpose of this trip:

The items in the 12-grid locker are: Exploration Notes, Little Devil Set (2/7), "Whisper of the Heart" Back-up Subpoena, Inspiration Poker*7, Super Crystal*30.

In addition, the pen is in the trouser pocket, and the mysterious glasses and chivalrous cloak are all worn on his body.

He has a complete range of props from observation, strategy, defense to attack.

Except for the current shortcomings of the Little Devil Set, the other consumed equipment is not a pity. It can only be said that it has been used to its full potential.

After all, Jiang Qian is also growing, and most of the props are not growth-oriented.

The pen is a huge surprise!

Its ability can be further explored.

It is very important that this pen can connect to his poison sac to achieve barrier-free extraction of toxins and even strange pollution sources.

This was instantly felt when dealing with the giant rat. At that time, out of cautious considerations of the attempt, he did not do too much testing, but just stopped at the point.

"If there is an opportunity to use it later, I must try the 'aggression' of the strange pollution source, so that I can have a more accurate positioning of my strength reserves."

This time, Jiang Qian returned to the "exploration" battlefield, not without selfish motives: it is necessary to collect more first-hand master battle data.

Facts have proved that his evolution and strength have obviously opened up a distance from ordinary license holders.

He needs to understand higher-level data and information faster and more than others, preferably the most original and real ones, rather than those that have been changed or polished.

Jiang Qian was extremely eager for this information advantage and control.

The geographical distance gradually shortened, and there seemed to be more night owls circling overhead.

Jiang Qian soon noticed the huge changes in the surrounding environment: the lush trees and grasslands nearby before had now all withered into mud, and the oasis became a desert within a day. Apart from the night owls above his head, there were no other living creatures nearby.

The biggest change: the "dark realm" that had previously descended on the world like an alien space had also disappeared!

It was this significant change that made Jiang Qian move more cautiously as he continued to approach the target location.

The center of the battlefield, less than one kilometer away from Jiang Qian.

Ji Ming stood in the wind.

The hunchbacked old man opposite him went from initial panic and confusion to indecision, and then to this moment, a sinister smile climbed onto his old and shriveled face, all in just a few breaths.

"Hehehe... Ji Ming, I didn't expect that the chance to take your head would finally fall to me!"

He couldn't hide his excitement on his face, and took out a shabby lamp from his wide sleeves.

This lamp looked more like a kerosene lamp, and the flame of the wick was weak and swaying, as if someone's life was about to burn out...

"I have your fate in my hands."

"Fate projection?" Ji Ming's dim right eye flashed a trace of surprise.

He knew very well that with this kind of prop that could peek into people's lives, he only needed to plunder a little bit of flesh and blood to project a person's fate in a short time.

If the other party had such a prop, then all his disguises and deterrence at the moment would no longer be effective.

Jiang Qian leaned against the mound, hiding under the scarf, and watched this scene breathlessly.

The oil lamp that was about to burn out... the oil was running out and the lamp was dying?

He pushed his mysterious glasses and looked at Ji Ming, and was immediately shocked again: the other party was soaked in toxins all over his body, accompanied by extremely high concentrations of mental pollution.

Even though Ji Ming did not show any discomfort or abnormality at this time, it is certain that his situation is quite bad!

The old man did not hide his victory posture, and the night owls in the sky no longer minded the distance between them and Ji Ming, flying and circling around him wantonly, as if there was no risk of being killed at all.

"It's a pity that the dark erosion of the crows did not kill you. His control and understanding of the power of the origin environment cannot be on par with you... But this is enough, hahaha, enough for me to collect your body!"

Ji Ming slowly raised his left hand...

"Don't struggle! Become a mutant, come to our side, your future will not be worse than what the ten clans give you!"

The old man put the oil lamp under his feet and quickly took out another prop from his sleeve:

It was actually a purple gold gourd!

Seeing Ji Ming move, the old man pulled out the cork without hesitation, pointed it in the direction of Ji Ming, and began to silently recite some kind of spell that Jiang Qian could not hear clearly...

In Jiang Qian's sight, the crow feathers, poisonous limbs, blood splattered on Ji Ming's body, toxins and mental pollution that invaded his body were all moved by some invisible force and condensed in the direction of the purple gold gourd...

This caused Ji Ming's left hand, which had just been raised, to suddenly freeze, and his body staggered forward under the huge driving force!

Jiang Qian took out the pen!

At this time, the pen core still contained a large amount of venom injected by Jiang Qian, so the pen "obediently" executed his will: the pen cap popped open, and the pen tip shot out like a missile-

In this process, the sharp pen tip turned into a silver soft plug and went straight to the mouth of the purple gold gourd!

"Snap" sound!

Damn, this really works... Jiang Qian was shocked!

The hunchbacked old man's palm shook, and the "force field" that had just condensed into a trend suddenly dispersed...

The old man was slightly startled.

He continued to chant, but still received no response.

He looked down at the purple gold gourd and found that the gourd mouth was blocked by a silver soft plug? !

Without saying a word, he tried to pull out Jiang Qian's pen tip. His finger was cut and bleeding, but he still couldn't pull it out!

And it was at this tiny gap that Ji Ming raised his head on the ground.

Jiang Qian wrapped himself in a chivalrous cloak and threw all the remaining explosives in the mission at the position where the old man was standing!

At close range, the piercing explosion rolled up a strong flame. Driven by the hurricane, the flames exploded and soared, burning the night owls circling around with ghosts and wolves howling!

Jiang Qian stopped in front of Ji Ming, and the chivalrous cloak blocked the high heat and strong airflow of the flames.

He also took out the "parasol" card from the inspiration poker and blocked the bursting and falling fire from the two of them.

The desolate wilderness, the special explosives, the night owls that were ignited and fell in the sky...

The whole sky presented a strange sight.

During this process, Jiang Qian's spiritual vision was always at its maximum, repeatedly searching and confirming the signs of the other party's death.

However, in the blazing flames, there was no sign of survival or the remains of the body.

But when the flames faded, two things appeared intact in Jiang Qian's vision:

One was the oil lamp that the old man had taken out at first.

The other was the purple gold gourd that was "stuck in the throat" by the pen tip!

...

"Is this the end?"

Jiang Qian looked at the spoils discarded on the ground with suspicion.

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