Chapter 1117 Betrayal and Chaos (Long Chapter, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 1118 Betrayal and Chaos (Long chapter, please vote)

"Interesting guy, you're not dead yet?"

Seemingly feeling the resistance from the tip of the knife, a low chuckle came from behind.

Amid the diffuse sound of gunfire, He Ao frowned slightly.

He could feel that the power that originally filled this body had fallen into a kind of stagnation and silence, as if some invisible force was hindering the flow of his breath, making it almost impossible for him to mobilize half of his power.

'Breath of the Goddess of Beauty'?

No, it should be a similar 'supernatural poison', and the dosage is so large that it almost completely silenced the talent sequence in his body.

At this moment, He Ao flipped through the recent memories in this body's mind.

There is no scene related to 'poisoning'.

Was the poison taken when he didn't know?

No one stayed in a confined space all day, and no one put the object close to the nose, so it was not an inhaled poison.

Eat it?

After leaving Mingte City, 'Sote' had a meal, lunch at noon?

He Ao raised his head and looked around.

The FBI agents from Mint City who were standing at the edge of his vision and came with him to investigate the evil god incident had turned their guns and aimed at him.

The miniature electromagnetic cannon flashed with light and fired at him at the closest distance.

Betrayal.

This was a trap for Soter.

He Ao took a breath and activated the super memory.

The huge power of super memory instantly permeated his whole body, but soon, the special extraordinary poison also began to take effect on the power of super memory, suppressing part of the power of super memory.

The dose of this poison is indeed very large, and it can also work on B-level.

But it is obvious that they did not prepare enough to suppress the power of B-level. It may be that the dose is too large, which will make Soter suspicious, or it may be that they feel it is unnecessary. After all, Soter is actually just a C-level.

No matter how old the C-level is, it is still a C-level.

This makes these poisons unable to suppress the full power of super memory.

He Ao estimated that with super memory turned on, he could still call upon less than a thousand points of physical fitness.

The person behind him at this moment seemed to be a physical transcendent, who looked like a C-level.

The basic physical fitness of a physical C-level person is generally up to five or six hundred.

However, C-level chaos believers often make sacrifices and may ask for God to descend, so there may be a short-term increase, and he may gain more than a thousand physical fitness in a short period of time.

In the past, facing this situation, Sote relied on kite flying with his teammates to solve it, but it is obvious that there is no "opportunity" to kite flying now.

The teammates who once belonged to "Sote" are now standing on the opposite side of him.

On the contrary, He Ao may become the kite that is "released". If he delays too much time on the guy behind him, his body may not be able to withstand the electromagnetic cannon from the "teammates" and the bombardment from the chaos believers.

Puff——

The figure behind him pulled the blade back a little harder, and He Ao's hand holding the tip of the blade loosened, as if he had lost the strength and could not control the tip of the blade.

Along with the sound of the barbs tearing flesh and blood, the sneer behind him gradually became louder.

And the electromagnetic cannon shells and the rockets dragging flames almost fell on He Ao.

At this moment, He Ao took a deep breath, exerted force with his legs, and suddenly moved back.

The man who was pulling the knife back did not expect this. The sharp blade pierced into He Ao's body again along with He Ao's retreat, until the handle of the knife was against He Ao's back.

His body was hit by He Ao, and he flew back, avoiding the flying shells.

His hand also hit with He Ao's retreat, and his wrist shook, loosening the butcher knife in his hand.

But before he could react, He Ao had turned around.

This butcher knife is much longer than a normal one. Even though it has pierced into He Ao's body, a large part of the tip of the knife still pierces through He Ao's chest.

He Ao reached back with his right hand and grasped the handle of the knife inserted from his back. Looking at the man in front of him, he stood up and rushed forward without hesitation.

At this moment, a red color spread over the man's body, as if trying to call for a gift.

But before he could shout out the prayer, the sharp blade that pierced through He Ao's chest also pierced through his chest and pierced through the energy gathering point in his heart.

He stiffened and opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he lost his voice.

He Ao's hand stretched behind him continued to hold the handle of the knife and fumbled on it.

He vaguely remembered that when this knife just pierced through Soter's chest, there were no barbs.

Soon, he found a switch and gently flipped it.

Zi——

The barbs embedded in the flesh naturally closed as he flipped the switch, tearing his flesh layer by layer.

He Ao gritted his teeth, endured the dense pain, and flipped the switch to the bottom, and the barbs completely closed.

Then he exerted a little force, grasped the handle and flicked it, and the slender butcher knife flew out and was pulled out of his body.

Buzz——

The flying butcher knife flipped backwards and stuck into the ground.

He Ao turned around and looked at the bloody butcher knife that fell to the ground.

This was the first time he saw the full appearance of this knife. It was roughly shaped like a butcher knife, but it was more slender overall, with a blade of about 40 to 50 centimeters, more like a slender scimitar.

Boom——

Fiery artillery fire bloomed around He Ao's body, reflecting the flickering light of the blood-stained blade.

This knife seems to be more suitable for killing people than for killing pigs.

"cough--"

Standing in the midst of the intense gunfire, He Ao coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then he raised his head, looked at the men with FBI olive shields pointing their guns at him, stepped forward, and grasped the hilt of the knife driven into the ground.

The next second, his body suddenly disappeared, passing through the surging flames like a phantom.

The man standing at the front with the electromagnetic gun aimed at He Ao and immediately pulled the trigger.

But almost instantly, as if something flickered in his eyes, the sharp blade cut off the barrel of his electromagnetic gun.

With the metal cut surface of the cut barrel exposed that reflected the firelight, his head also flew up into the sky and fell into the flames.

The FBI 'agents' reacted immediately and turned their guns around.

At the same time, a figure rushed out from the surrounding flames, and fine red lines covered their bodies, as if the surrounding flames had spread to their bodies.

This is what 'Saote' is 'tracing' this time, a suspected branch of the Chaos Sect.

He Ao's eyes swept in front of him.

The FBI agents are currently standing together with the crazy followers of the evil god to deal with the FBI's deputy chief of staff.

"Are you really going to cooperate with the evil god?"

He lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the FBI agent closer to him, and his voice was low.

'Sote' came out this time mainly to collect clues, so he only brought an elite team of five people.

Of course, these five people were all ‘support’ provided by the FBI in Minter City.

"He was poisoned and was stalling for time. He has no ability to resist now."

A middle-aged man standing at the end raised his hand and said without hesitation, "Fire!"

The remaining Sanger FBI members in front of him raised their portable electromagnetic guns without hesitation and aimed them at He Ao.

He Ao raised the butcher knife in his hand, held it in his backhand, and arched his waist.

When each agent's hand was on the trigger, He Ao's body rushed out like a cheetah.

The next second, three streams of blood bloomed in the flames, and the cold blade touched the neck of the last middle-aged man.

He looked at the middle-aged man and said in a cold tone, "Whose idea was it?"

This middle-aged man is the captain of this five-man team, and is also the director of the FBI in Minter City, a D-class transcendent.

When we first started collecting information, this middle-aged man went the deepest.

At that time, it seemed that they were leading the way, but now it seems that they want to stay as far away from ‘Sote’ as possible.

"Saote, you have offended West Steel and Note Intelligence. Their mercenary group will arrive soon. Can you defeat a fully armed army in the wilderness? Not to mention, you are still dragging such a heavy "

The middle-aged man looked at He Ao with a smile, "You are dead, stop struggling."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he jumped back, and a dagger popped out of his hand and stabbed He Ao's chest, while his body gradually faded in He Ao's 'vision'.

The index and middle fingers of He Ao's free hand stretched out to catch the thrown dagger, and the hand holding the butcher's knife moved forward.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the middle-aged man, his body 'appeared' in the firelight again, but it had been split into two, and blood poured out from his headless neck.

D-class assassin.

It doesn't play well. When using 'stealth', it's too showy.

"I understand, thank you."

He Ao glanced at the middle-aged man's widened head, curled his fingers, and flicked the blood-stained blade.

With a trembling sound of 'buzz--', the blood flowing on it was splashed away by the trembling blade, revealing the smooth metal blade.

The sword is a good sword. Although it is not an extraordinary weapon, it has reached the level of being able to kill C-level people.

Feeling the mark returning to his mind, He Ao raised his head and looked at the Chaos believers rushing towards him.

The intensive artillery fire stopped at some point, and the Chaos believers formed a semicircle, surrounding He Ao in the center, but did not launch an attack.

At this moment, behind He Ao's position was a towering cliff, and the semicircle had blocked all his way forward.

He Ao held the blade and looked at the believers calmly.

He could feel that a dangerous atmosphere was emerging from those believers.

Bang-bang-bang-

The sound of chains clashing came from the darkness.

A man with a red beard who was more than two meters tall and carrying a huge chain hammer walked out of the crowd. His skin was glowing with a strange red color. He was lowering his gaze at the bruised He Ao, with an inexplicable smile on his lips. meaning,

"I originally wanted to come and see what the FBI was doing, but unexpectedly, I was given a good show,"

He looked at He Ao and said with a hoarse smile,

"How is it? How does it feel to be betrayed by your companions? My Chief of Staff Sauter? You are a big shot from Irons. You have killed many of my people over the years and arrested many church members. I have wanted to kill you several times. You didn't even get a chance."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile became brighter, "Have you ever thought that you would end up in this wilderness and be poisoned by your FBI companions?"

"Golden chain hammer Carlo? Cough——"

He Ao coughed lightly, looked at the burly man in front of him, and asked hoarsely, "I thought you guys should have a B-level guy backing you, but I didn't expect it to be you. You have been promoted to B in the past few years. Level?"

Carlo the Golden Chain Hammer is a well-known C-class guy on the federal wanted list. This guy will often randomly appear in a certain city to kill people for fun. After being on the wanted list and being strictly investigated, he will go and kill merchants in the wilderness. Team.

The FBI once united with nearby cities and sent several waves of people to arrest him, but they were unsuccessful and instead lost a lot of people.

In recent years, he has restrained himself slightly.

A long time ago, 'Sote' suspected that he was a member of the Chaos Church, but there was no trace of him, and this aspect was not under his jurisdiction, so there was no way to be sure.

"This is thanks to the gift of great chaos. Without the guidance of great chaos, I would not be able to get to this day."

The burly man smiled and said, "Of course, I have to thank you, the lackeys of order, for being wanted. Without you sending so many people to kill me, it would not have been so easy for me to complete the promotion ceremony."

"The lackey of order, ahem——"

He Ao chewed on the word and coughed lightly, "It seems you know a lot?"

"Every believer in chaos hates the lackeys of order, and we deal with these beasts in disguise all the time,"

Carlo laughed and said, "But looking at you like this, have you been abandoned by them? Otherwise, a 'proud man of heaven' like you would never be reduced to this situation."

He sneered, "This is how these people are. When they need you, they will try to promote you. When they don't need you, they will kill you with the help of a knife. And they often use us to blame us for all their dirty work." on their heads to satisfy their twisted arrogance,"

He squinted his eyes and looked at He Ao, "Have you already reached the level of their core? Are you going to be abandoned too? It's not very reasonable."

Then he seemed to remember something, and his eyes lit up, "Did you 'betray' the order?"

"cough--"

He Ao coughed lightly, "Maybe they think so."

Deep down in ‘Sote’’s heart, he had never had any firm belief in the ‘God of Order’.

He just agreed with some of their ideas before, but now, he doesn't agree with them so much.

He almost never attended the Church of Order’s gatherings, nor did he ask for help from the Church of Order. When he took the C-level secret medicine formula from the Church of Order, he also paid the church a ‘remuneration’ that exceeded the value of the formula.

Of course, the Church of Order 'insists' that this is a 'donation'.

In fact, if he found the "evidence" of the Church of Order's sacrifice and murder, he would not mind killing the Church of Order.

It's just that those guys may have never done it, or they may have hidden their tricks very well, and they have never been caught by him.

Of course, it may not be easy to really move the Church of Order.

For those 'believers', not being 'loyal' enough may be 'betrayal'.

"It seems that you don't have a good impression of order. I didn't expect that these arrogant beasts in uniforms would also miss the mark one day."

Carlo laughed almost uncontrollably. He looked at He Ao,

"So, do you want to convert to chaos? You should know your 'enemies'. Obviously they will not prepare a wave of means. Even if you can escape from me, you will definitely die by other means arranged by them. Down."

He raised his reddish palm and extended it towards He Ao, "Join us and I will protect you."

"Feel sorry,"

He Ao held the blade in his hand, staggered up and stared at Carlo in front of him, "I don't agree with 'order', but I hate bottomless 'chaos' even more,"

In the decades that 'Sote' has been tracking Chaos Believers, he has seen too much blood and tragedy.

There is more or less a reason why believers of other evil gods kill people.

Chaos believers often kill people when they think of it. What they pursue is to take pleasure in killing and chaos. Every incident they cause will affect at least dozens or hundreds of people, from babies to the elderly.

He Ao looked at Carlo and continued calmly, "Most of the time, I think that the dead Chaos believers are the good Chaos believers."

"Have the guts,"

Carlo grinned, "You are the first C-level person who knows my details and dares to speak to me like this. I hope it is not because of the passion of the brain that gives you the confidence."

He raised the chain hammer in his hand, "Powerful extraordinary poisons don't last long. You have delayed enough time for the power of the poison in your body to subside. Let me see how you are recovering. "

He laughed ferociously and rushed out in an instant, "I hope you can make my killing a little happier. I haven't seen anyone who makes me happy for a long time."

He Ao slightly held the blade in his hand, feeling the power gradually returning to his body.

Obviously, Carlo was not prepared to let him delay any longer.

He also expected this situation.

Even when faced with a poisoned 'C-level', a transcendent person like Carlo who has come out of the world of life and death will not be careless.

He Ao stared at the figure approaching quickly.

Different from the B-levels that he came into contact with in the previous dungeon, which relied on the power of the evil god's gift, Carlo was a real B-level related to killing and fighting. Although he had just been promoted, he was still a real B-level.

At the same time, he is also a believer in the evil god.

It has to be said that those 'people behind the scenes' did indeed design a 'game' for 'Sote' to die.

boom--

The huge chain hammer smashed the ground, splashing countless gravel.

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