Honglian's soul-burning potion brought a significant boost to Bai Ling.

First of all, his mist clearly has the characteristics of "flame".

Although the soul-burning potion could be used as fire starter before, the effect is always different from what it is now - one obvious point is that the temperature of the gray fog is much higher than normal.

However, this also brings certain disadvantages.

That is, the gray fog is being consumed faster.

As mentioned before, the nameless fog is actually alive. It is a bit like the remains of a red lotus, which is a type that has no consciousness but can circulate itself.

When Bai Ling used the fog before, it didn't have much impact. After all, the manipulation of the fog was just a simple gathering and diffusion, which would not cause the gray fog to escape. But when it was contaminated with fire, the situation of the fog was different.

When this thing is lit, it will definitely dissipate a little. It's like using a lighter to burn your hair. Although it will grow out later, your hair will be peeled off from your body during the burning process and turned into black ash.

This is probably what gray fog is like.

Bai Ling had noticed this before when he was fighting with Song Qingci, but after being injected with the medicine today, he felt it more obviously.

This made him a little wary.

It seems that you need to take less Red Lotus potion.

Although the flame-added tough mist can cause a very beneficial area damage effect, and its lethality is far stronger than that of ordinary mist manipulation, it is still a consumption skill, not an ordinary attack with no CD and no mana consumption.

...although it is indeed very strong.

At least from Bai Ling's point of view, the burning fire on the opposite side was almost reaching five or six hundred degrees.

Although it is not as good as a flamethrower, this thing can be lit at any time and can be summoned at any time! With just a snap of the fingers, the invisible flame can ignite spontaneously. The price of igniting the flame is just the amount of medicine injected into his body.

This thing is the fuel for using abilities.

If Bering wanted, he could fire dozens of rounds in an instant and output flames continuously like a turret.

But this may cause certain damage to his body. After all, who knows whether the flames flowing in his blood vessels can ignite his strange body.

If it really caught fire, it would be really embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling pinched his arm: "Besides that, I can clearly feel that my physical fitness and reaction ability have improved significantly."

This is where the Soul-Burning Potion is most useful to Bai Ling.

Reaction ability is the most critical factor restricting Bailing's strength.

For a person who can predict the future at any time, his reaction speed determines how terrifying he can be.

When attacks from all directions come into view, if your reaction nerves are developed enough, you can perfectly avoid or even counterattack.

Knowing it in advance and making decisions on the spot, when a person possesses these two points at the same time, then unless he is crushed by absolute power, he will be invincible!

Previously, Bai Ling's reaction ability could only be described as that of an average person, which resulted in him often being constrained by his own slow reaction and unable to perfectly catch up with those super-fast guys.

But now, after hitting this thing, Bai Ling can clearly feel that his perception has become much stronger.

The world in front of him seemed to become a little clearer, and even the rustling sounds of mice in the distance seemed clearly audible to Bai Ling.

His nerve reactions crossed the limits of human beings and entered the inhuman realm.

Once you cross this line...

Bai Ling raised his eyes and swung his right hand diagonally upwards.

The thick fog condensed much faster than before. In just a moment, it solidified into a thick wall, blocking the upper left corner of Bailing!

Then, the next second.

The high-speed rotating billboard flew past at a jaw-dropping speed from dozens of meters away and hit the gray fog wall condensed by Bai Ling!

At the moment it hit the fog wall, the fog showed a considerable degree of flexibility. The area in contact with the sign seemed to soften and dented inward, wrapping up the sign and abruptly curbing its rotation!

But that's not all.

The moment the high-speed rotating signboard was captured, as if there was some kind of chain reaction, fine countless stones shot straight towards Bering from all directions!

These stones are sharper than each other. It is obvious that they were guided by the witch during the rotation, and part of their appearance was worn away by the high-speed movement, forming projectiles as sharp as bows and arrows!

Small objects like these are much more insidious than larger targets like lamp posts or signs.

It is not easy to find, and it is extremely lethal. Even if it is just a scratch, the irregular stones will scratch the skin and leave fine wounds.

And the most crucial point is that the witch also smeared poison on it! Once it touches a little, not to mention humans, I'm afraid that elephants will die from the poison! The dense stones are connected into a thick net, and only a moment after the previous attack, the encirclement line is opened, and it is directly encircled towards Bering!

Then they were all captured by Bai Ling.

Although the stones were spinning at high speeds and difficult to catch, to Bering, they were just flies flying faster.

Any attack that can be traced and has a clear target will be useless in front of him.

As long as his reaction speed is fast enough, the opponent will never be able to hit him.

The flames rose up, like a pair of delicate hands, opening from left to right and suddenly grabbing the stone that cut through the air!

Soon, the temperature of the flame increased instantly, and it actually burned all the stones in the air!

Following the red stream of light, countless charred black ashes fell on the outskirts of Bering, fluttering down like a dark rain.

Even the "raindrop" closest to Bailing was still two meters away from him.

The space around him was like a forbidden area. No attack could get through even a little bit. Even the wind would stop here! Glancing at the witch in the distance, Bai Ling chuckled, "Fast and stealthy, even without any sound."

"If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be very difficult now."

He took a few steps forward, and the black dust in the sky seemed to be blocked by something, and not a single drop of it could fall on his clothes: "But that's all."

Looking at Bai Ling strolling in the garden, the witch's expression became more solemn.

Can't fight.

This is her most intuitive feeling.

If she knew what Qingguang had experienced this morning, she would definitely hold that guy's hand tightly and look at each other with tears in her eyes.

This is really impossible to fight! You can't sneak attack, because the opponent can react; you can't use a large number of people, because that guy has a large-scale group attack skill; you can't fight head-on, because the opponent can block your vision and hide his breath...

No solution.

No solution from beginning to end.

In her hundreds of years of career, the witch felt that Bering in front of her was even one of the most difficult enemies she had ever encountered.

There is no flaw at all.

If it weren't for the fact that a certain guy had left a very deep impression on the witch, she would have even wanted to raise the threat level of Bering to the first place! Gritting her teeth, the witch made up her mind: "There's nothing I can do!"

Now no matter what means I use, the other party will predict it and even respond in advance.

This is the most difficult part about the so-called predictive ability.

You can't guess what the enemy will do, but everything you do is in the enemy's sight! You must use a method that can break the deadlock and cannot be observed...

Although this method is extremely harmful to yourself!

Taking a deep breath, the witch looked at Bai Ling and forced a smile on her face: "Prophet..."

"We are not..."

However, before she could finish her words.

Bai Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.

He tapped his toes lightly, took two sudden steps backwards, and retreated directly from where he was originally standing!

Three seconds later, two bone-like hands suddenly stretched out from where Bai Ling had been standing, opened like flowers, and then suddenly squeezed together! The two arms overlapped, like lovers cuddling and lingering, and like enemies fighting, tightly pressed together, eerie and weird! From the appearance alone, the bone-like hands were not too big, only the thickness of an adult man's arm. So the "flower" formed by the two arms overlapping was also very small, although it was creepy, but acceptable.

But this is just the beginning.

With the three arms as the center of the circle, soon, more and more white bone hands broke out from the ground, forming one white bone flower after another.

As the flowers bloomed, the three circles in the center and the three circles outside surrounded each other and bloomed into a cluster! Looking at the bone garden in front of him, Bai Ling couldn't help but frown.

"Tartarus...?"

Tartarus, in mythology, is ruled by Hades, the dark god-king. It is the ancient hell that seals their father "Cronus" and is also the root of the human underworld.

Some legends say it is the place where humans must pass through in their reincarnation, while others say it is the home of a huge god.

But no matter what, this is a disaster that far exceeds that of ordinary alien species! The appearance alone is enough to make people feel weird, not to mention what is really hidden in it.

However, this was not what surprised Bai Ling the most.

What really surprised him was the abnormality of this "abyss".

His sea of ​​consciousness cannot observe this abyss like it observes other humans!

If the Observation Witch could dive into the ocean and see the future ten minutes later, then facing this huge and strange "abyss", Bering could only see three seconds in advance! That's why he jumped away in a hurry three seconds ago.

In fact, the existence of Tartarus itself is already related to "time". However, Bering cannot understand its time at present!

This was the first time he discovered something he could not predict.

Strictly speaking, it's not that it can't be predicted, but what takes other humans ten minutes to predict can only be considered three seconds in front of this behemoth.

It was like a fog deeper than Bering, stretching before him. The moment any light was projected into it, it would be completely swallowed up by the bottomless ancient darkness!

"Witches have this trick? Yes, the ending of The Pied Piper of Hamelin says that the singer took the children into an unknown abyss. Some people say that he killed all the children. Abyss, death, hell..."

By this calculation, Tartarus does meet the requirements to a certain extent!

"Tartarus's distorted prisoner voice... So this is what it means."

Bai Ling looked deeply at the witch in the distance.

There are actually many things we don’t know about the origin of the Pied Piper of Hamelin. In the future, because of this blank, many literary and artistic creators will use their imagination to paint it.

It is very likely that the version of the witch's origin is a version related to the abyss.

Of course, there is another possibility.

That is, the witch is a derivative, and the alien species she created... is related to the underworld!

If the witch had been at a loss for what to do with Bering before, now it was Bering's turn to be at a loss.

There were too few rumors about Tartarus, and he had never seen the witch use similar methods in the future. So he was basically blind to the behemoth in front of him, and he couldn't think of any way to deal with it.

He could only look at the thing in front of him vigilantly, his consciousness floating in the ocean all the time.

In fact, apart from Bering, the witch is also in a dilemma now.

If it weren't for the fact that Bai Ling was so difficult to deal with, she really didn't want to bring this thing out.

Just with this one move, the witch felt her heart twitching violently and her chest aching like a piercing pain.

The chains were wrapped around her heart, constricting her heart like snakes and completely choking her breath.

The witch held her breath with no discomfort on her face. She smiled and said, "Prophet."

"In fact, there is no reason for us to go to war."

"There may be some misunderstandings between you and me before, but I believe that misunderstandings can always be resolved. In fact, there is no irreconcilable contradiction between us."

She took a few steps forward, the bone flowers drooping and blooming at her sides, as if crowning her path forward.

With light steps, the witch's skirt spread on the ground like a rose. "Out of consideration for friendship, I did not use all my methods. You should have seen this in the future. Originally, I planned to use the wooden flute to hit all the children against the wall, and let my subordinates eat them."

"At this distance, even you shouldn't be able to provide assistance in time, right?"

"I don't know how far into the future you can see, but under the shield of Tartarus, you will inevitably become insensitive to time. If I take action now, it will be difficult for you to keep up."

Faced with the witch's words, Bai Ling fell silent.

Although he did not see the witch attack those high school students within ten minutes, he was not sure now.

Because of the existence of Tartarus, he began to have some doubts about his ability to predict the future.

What if the other party uses the abyss to successfully affect me within a second? Looking at the witch deeply, Bai Ling's eyes flickered: "So far, I know nothing about the abyss."

"But one thing is clear, the abyss is a means that the witch will not use unless it is necessary. Maybe it's because the price is too high, or maybe it's because of other reasons. In short, if possible, the witch will definitely not expect to use the abyss to fight me."

Otherwise, how could Bering have survived until now?

If the witch could really use this thing at will, I'm afraid Bai Ling would be lying in the stinky ditch next to him, with his head stepped on by the witch.

A strong person like the witch will definitely humiliate the weaker one when she wins! She hasn't taken action yet, so it can only be said that this thing is actually a very troublesome thing for both parties.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling nodded slightly: "So?"

The witch smiled when she heard this: "So, I think we can put aside our differences now."

"Believe me, no one knows better than me how to deal with the next changes and waves. Whether it's a higher realm, or reversing everything, or even the mystery of 'time'. If what I know is confirmed by what you know, then we can take the lead in the future."

"So we can definitely cooperate," the witch said, "Your goal is to protect humans from the surging waves, and my goal is to find the seeds and break free from certain constraints. You see, our goals are not actually in conflict."

"I'm not keen on destroying the world and burning everything. On the contrary, humans are still very interesting to me. Modern people's entertainment methods are really interesting. I have played many AAA games and krypton gold mobile games. Oh, I even worked as a live streamer for a while. I find all of this very interesting and don't want to destroy it."

The witch's expression was earnest: "So we shouldn't have had a conflict from the beginning. You want to protect humans, and I also fully feel the beauty of humans. Under these conditions, we can't be enemies."

"We should become the co-leaders of the world."

Hearing the witch's words, Bai Ling did not answer immediately.

really.

In the future, the witch's danger is definitely not the greatest. In fact, compared with other "origins", she can be considered relatively safe.

But does this mean that the interests of witches and humans are aligned? No, it is not.

She simply looked at humans from a keeper's perspective and thought the culture of humans - the livestock she kept in captivity - was interesting, nothing more.

Just like what happened to that high school girl, witches need to "eat people".

Only by eating humans can she survive.

And although witches are not cruel, that is only in comparison with other origins.

What's more, it's safe and stable? Thinking of this, Bai Ling shook his head: "Heh."

"That's really interesting."

He stood in front of the witch, his eyes as sharp as a sword unsheathed with a cold glow.

Facing the witch, Bai Ling said softly, "In May of the new calendar year, Penghu Street, Linjiang City, 316 people."

"In the sixth month of the new calendar year, in the center of Yunshi City, there were 678 people."

"New calendar year 2, February, York City, Country M, 4189 people."

"In August of the third year of the new calendar, in Kyoto, an island nation, 3,910 people."

Bai Ling spoke bit by bit while slowly pacing forward.

He passed by the skeletal hands that were raised high as if praying in unwillingness, and stood only five meters away from the witch.

Listening to Bai Ling's words, the smile on the witch's face gradually disappeared.

She looked at Bai Ling silently, her eyes flickering.

Meanwhile, Bai Ling continued, "From the beginning of the new calendar year to now, you have killed more than 100,000 people."

"Not to mention the Yanzhou City you now occupy, what dirty things have the monsters gathered under you done in secret?"

"If we extend the time and focus on the old calendar, how many extremely evil and despicable things have you done?"

At this point, Bai Ling chuckled, but there was no trace of laughter in his laughter: "Let's not talk about anything else. How many people died in the Peninsula Incident? Don't you know that time?"

After hearing this, the witch looked up suddenly.

She did not refute, but sneered: "So, the negotiations broke down?"

"Because of your mental cleanliness, because of your humble sense of justice, you gave up this opportunity to know more, understand more, and even help more?"

She looked at Bai Ling and shouted, "Wake up, prophet! If you want to do great things, you should know that you have to sacrifice a few choices for the benefit of more people!"

"According to your classification, I am a 'disaster' level. And as an ancient being, I know a lot of secrets that humans cannot explore! You should understand that there is no disadvantage for you to cooperate with me! Perhaps the only thing you need is to let go of your unnecessary compassion!"

"This is a win-win situation and a bright future!"

"Don't you want to be a hero and go down in history?!"

That’s what the witch said.

I thought so too.

Looking at the witch, Bai Ling shook his head: "So, even if you look like a human, you can no longer be called a human."

"Be it mysophobia or petty justice, in the end it's just that I feel instinctively uncomfortable with the thought of walking on the same path with a despicable person like you."

"Besides, who said I was a hero?"

Thinking of this, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "I'm not a hero."

Bering never felt that he could be a "hero".

The so-called hero should be someone like Ding Yan, who can perform jaw-dropping feats with the passion of his blood, or a knight like Wang Weizheng, who is willing to swing his sword forward and cut off all vanity for the sake of his own beliefs.

And Bai Ling is obviously completely different from all of the above people.

He lacks the will and belief to win, nor the determination to persevere and see it through to the end.

All he relied on was his ability to predict the future.

However, even though he was not a hero, Bering never belittled himself.

His function is different from that of a hero.

If a hero is a flag flying high, it is a beacon shining brightly in adversity and guiding the way forward...

Then, I am the dark fog standing behind the hero that covers the sky and the sun!

This is the "prophet", the one who stirs up destiny and transcends time.

There was a flash of red light in Bai Ling's eyes.

The next second, the witch suddenly felt something and jumped back! But unfortunately, she jumped too late.

Under the enhancement of the soul-burning potion, although Bai Ling's speed in manipulating the mist was still relatively slow, it was enough to scratch the witch's clothes.

The flames spread rapidly from the mist, and in just a few seconds they burned onto the witch's skirt. The flames licked her skirt, and within a few breaths, her skirt could only cover her knees! Her long white legs were exposed to the air, just as pale as the witch's face now.

Pulling up his scarf, Bering said calmly: "I am a prophet. Even without your help, I can see through the fog and turn back time."

"I can keep adjusting the course of the ship and keep winning. But you only have one chance."

"As a 'prophet', I must have faith in myself. If I can't even believe that I can save humanity, how can I make others believe in me?"

So, unfortunately, although this condition is quite tempting, Bering does not intend to follow it.

If he follows it, then his confidence will be broken.

The scarlet flames formed into chains and rushed towards the witch from all directions. She crawled on the ground like a giant scarlet python winding forward, its tongue hissing and whistling in the wind!

The witch's expression changed slightly.

As a last resort, she moved her fingers slightly.

The next second, the curled up bones flowers suddenly blossomed!

They were lined up on both sides, and the once close entanglement was now clearly separated, as if there was some majestic and unstoppable violent force in the middle that forcibly tore them apart, leaving them to go to the two sides! Under this trend, the large circle that was originally gathered together and could barely be called a flower bud suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth where countless skeletal hands struggled upwards!

As they blossomed in this sequence, the chains wrapped around the gate to the abyss began to loosen slightly.

With a "creaking" sound that made your teeth ache, the chain made of unknown material swayed slightly, and seemed to be a little bit loose.

The loosening of the chain caused the gate of the abyss to open slightly! A howling wind suddenly rose from the ground, sweeping up the surrounding dust and sand, throwing it high into the air, and then letting it fall down and shatter into pieces.

Looking at the strong sandstorm, Bai Ling couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Then the next second, in his future vision.

Inside the tightly sealed door of the abyss, a finger clung to the door frame and poked out from the door which had a slight gap.

Just by looking at that finger, Bai Ling felt an unprecedented shock! It was a pressure far greater than any monster he had encountered before, and it was a blazing sun that could make one feel the eternity of the world and the difficulty of all things just by looking at it!

That is... a god.

A god more terrifying than Balder!

Feeling the sharpness of the strong wind in front of him like a knife, Bai Ling subconsciously pressed his heart.

Even though his heart had stopped beating long ago, his past experience as a human being still made him feel that the long-silent and withered heart in his chest was beating violently and rapidly!

'This is Tartarus... This is the Abyss!'

Just a little bit of leaked breath and just half of the exposed finger were enough to make Bai Ling feel unprecedented fear and horror.

If Bai Ling had not sunk into the sea of ​​consciousness in advance, his legs would probably be weak and his mind would be in a trance.

That finger seemed to have some kind of frightening aura inherently attached to it, so much so that even the dead Bai Ling would feel genuine awe when seeing it.

In the face of such power, Balder and El were just like babbling children!

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that the gate to the abyss is far from being opened, and the things hidden within are far from being exposed.

Now, everything is controlled by the witch.

The price of letting others manipulate things is that once the manipulator is eliminated, everything will be settled...

Consciousness rises from the boundless ocean.

Watching the witch grit her teeth and her expression change slightly.

Bai Ling didn't say a word, but simply lifted up his black windbreaker.

Then, he pulled out a short, hard, black object from a pocket at the bottom of his windbreaker.

That was the pistol that was seized...picked up from Qingguang.

The five fingers were pressed against the gun, and the hand holding the gun handle was silent. On the black gun barrel, the inscription of "Hermes" was shining.

Without hesitation, Bai Ling fired three shots at the witch who seemed to be planning something in the distance! Three bullets roared out from the muzzle of the gun, with a violent speed that could penetrate the wind and thunder, cutting through the air and carrying streams of light, like a starship cruising in a wormhole, and arrived in front of the witch in an instant! Looking at these three bullets, the witch's face was horrified and terrified! She actually sensed a threat from these three bullets that could affect her!

It was as if the bullet pierced through him and tore his soul apart! This was a threat that was enough to shatter his life.

Under such a threat, the witch had to stop her method.

There is no other way. If I don’t stop, my heart will be pierced.

She doesn't want to die yet, because when people die, there will be nothing left.

With this thought in mind, the witch leaned back in an attempt to dodge the bullet.

Everything around her began to spin, and countless stones were manipulated to intercept the three bullets' forward trajectory, preventing them from reaching the witch.

Unfortunately, however.

There is a saying that is very true: at seven paces away, the gun is faster.

Within seven steps, the gun was accurate and fast!

Not to mention, it was the "prophet" who fired the bullet.

When the trajectories of countless bullets appeared in front of Bailing, he chose one of them after thinking about it.

That is the only option that can overcome obstacles, ignore defense and hiding, and hit accurately!

The bullet crossed countless obstacles at a tricky angle, and then, in front of the witch's horified eyes, pierced through her body at an angle she could never have imagined.

The next second, three bullets popped out of her body.

Looking at the holes on her body, the witch was slightly startled.

Then, the pain that could almost burn a person's soul "burned" from the witch's body! "Uh...ah?!"

She covered her wound, her expression distorted and frightened.

"No, that's not right..."

The wound hurts a lot.

But what hurt the witch even more was the chain tightly wrapped around her heart!

Because the door of Tartarus was stopped halfway, something inside the door became a little angry.

The chain on his chest tightened further, and the pain was even more painful than when Bering's bullet pierced through his body! "No, no, I don't want to..."

The witch fell to her knees, snot and tears streaming down her face like water.

Her fingers sank into the mud, leaving ten deep scratches! Just by watching, one could imagine how much pain she was in.

Looking down at her, Bai Ling hesitated for a moment, then raised his pistol.

"Be free," he said.

As the words fell, his finger gently pulled the trigger.

However, the bullet had not yet completely penetrated the witch's brain.

The witch suddenly raised her head and laughed miserably at Bai Ling.

"Prophet, I will kill you. I will peel off your skin, tear off your bones, pluck out your eyes, take out your heart, lungs, and everything about you. I will make you into a blower and hang you at the gate of hell, where you will be torn apart by vicious dogs forever!"

As she spoke, Bai Ling was shocked to find that the bullet he had fired earlier had stopped in mid-air! This was...! He looked at the witch and found that the monster's smile was unusually hideous. It was as if the bones of her cheeks were sticking out from under her skin, and blood was spurting out from every corner of her body!

Her voice was shrill and full of resentment: "You have put me in this situation. I will definitely kill you. Even if you beg for mercy in my ear, I will not let you go! As long as you are alive, I will chase you non-stop until I completely humiliate you to death!"

Bai Ling could keenly sense that a power different from her own was emerging from the witch.

This seems... related to the abyss.

It seems that it is not so easy to kill.

But the diary also recorded that the future witch was indeed killed by humans...

Hmm? Bai Ling suddenly thought of a possibility.

Could it be that the seed of "Tartarus" is not actually something that helps open the gate to the abyss, but something that tightly seals the abyss and removes the connection between the witch and the abyss?

The witch has not yet obtained the seed, so her connection with the abyss is extremely close. But in the future, after the witch obtains the seed, it is obvious that she has no connection with the abyss at all...

If you think about it this way, maybe "Tartarus" is a technique that the witch doesn't want to try at all? Using such a technique may bring inevitable harm to the witch herself...

Thinking of this, Bai Ling nodded slightly: "It is indeed possible."

Because of her own unusual movements, the witch is now obviously different from before.

However, this is not a bad thing.

At least after the witch changed, the time for her to be promoted to "Origin", or even for the slit-mouthed woman in Tokyo to be promoted to Origin together, would probably be delayed.

After all, it is unlikely that Tartarus, who controls the witch, would let her become the "Origin" so early.

Even the things in Tartarus are not the "origin", so how can the witch escape from His bondage?

Although the Abyss looks a little scary now, it is at least better than the Origin.

That's what Bering thought.

So, he took out his pistol again and pointed it at the witch.

"I'm looking forward to it," he said.

After saying this.

The bullets in the pistol poured out like they were free! The dense and huge wave of bullets seemed difficult for the power behind the witch to resist, so she had to withdraw the nameless power that enveloped her!

Soon, several bullets pierced her body.

This time, the witch's head was actually broken.

Blood splattered all over the ground, and white brain matter seemed to have faintly flowed out.

However, soon, the scene changed again!

The skeletal hands, which had been silent at first, suddenly opened at the same time at the moment the witch "died"!

They enveloped the witch, covering her up, and then dragged the witch's body into the ground like a small trailer! Looking at this scene, Bai Ling did not continue to take action.

He had wanted to do enough so far.

If we continue doing this, it may not be easy to finish.

Thinking of this, he put away the gun, and at the same time once again sighed that the power of this gun was really terrifying.

"How terrifying is the legacy of Hermes? Even the god El is afraid of this gun."

The seemingly unknown god in the myth seemed to be much more dangerous than Bering had imagined.

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling returned to the No. 13 bus.

It was obvious that the aftermath of the battle just now made the bus dare not move at all.

Although it has no reason, its instinct tells it that if it runs away when two people are fighting, it will be miserable no matter who wins...

This idea became even more obvious after the witch summoned Tartarus.

When the abyss shone from illusion into reality, the bus was stunned by the shock.

This is the difference in person.

Just feeling the breath made it completely unable to start, and even oil was leaking all over the floor.

And now, one of the two monsters got into the car.

The bus's ignorant instinct made it subconsciously feel nervous.

Then, the next second.

A black muzzle of a gun was pointed at its steering wheel.

Pulling out his pistol, Bering smiled and said, "Submit or die."

He didn't offer a third option.

However, just these two options are enough for the other party to choose.

Without a moment's hesitation, Bai Ling soon felt the emotions of the bus being transmitted from the muzzle of the gun into his own mind.

Unsurprisingly, it chose to surrender.

Although this was expected, it must be said that there was one thing that was beyond Bering's expectations.

So this thing can actually link emotions? That's really interesting.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling smiled slightly.

Then the muzzle of the gun moved a few centimeters further inside.

Ah! In his mind, the ignorant emotions of the bus were horrified! Looking at the bus, Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Did you just eat the passengers on it?"

"Now, spit it out."