The King of Black Fog

"The situation is turning grim," one said.

"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.

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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...

Chapter 115 Bible Chanting

Li Qianxia sprayed all the water from the pool, wetting the cement floor of the timber processing plant.

Dartman Miles was a little too fast in the end; his second dart throw came just before Li Changzhou's Grim Reaper mutation.

If there were no mutation, the drunkard could wield the Grim Reaper's scythe, and even if he ultimately dies by Li Changzhou's sword, he could buy himself more time.

The nun raised her slender right hand, and countless pieces of wood flew over, forming a cross and a bonfire.

Those who were asleep hung themselves on the cross, their heads bowed.

"Hand over your ID cards, or I'll kill them!" the nun shouted, her voice sweet and coquettish, threatening to ignore him for half an hour if he didn't let go of her.

Li Changzhou smiled.

"If you wanted to threaten me, you shouldn't have let these people fall asleep."

With the Emerald Bee Sword pointing diagonally in his hand, he stepped forward, the Black Death following closely in the air.

Raena trembled all over.

After taking two steps, Li Changzhou stopped again—the bonfires under the crosses were emitting blue smoke and looked like they were about to catch fire.

He sighed, glancing at the blade of the Emerald Bee Sword in his right hand, and thought: Let's give it a try.

He looked up and asked, "Am I handsome?"

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Nobody paid him any attention.

Li Changzhou touched the gas mask on his face with his left hand, considering whether to take it off.

He wasn't afraid that the campfire would actually catch fire; it would just be providing him with materials for casting spells. But if possible, he would try to avoid using fire control skills—the fireballs he encountered that time were more like a punch or similar skill.

Killing the three people in front of you is easy; the problem is the one or two people hiding behind you.

If the third party is allowed to leave alive, and the news is spread that the person who won first place in the full moon event was someone else, it will be easy for Xia Guo to guess who it is.

The Xia Kingdom is made up of individuals, and once the secret spreads within, it's only a matter of time before people in other countries find out.

Li Changzhou didn't want the events in the Honey Pot World to disrupt the daily lives of his sister, himself, and Yang Qinglan, forcing them to live a life of hiding and constant fighting.

Youth comes only once in a lifetime; once missed, it's gone forever.

I don't care, but my sister can't; she has to live happily.

Moreover, if the fighting continues, there's no guarantee that Zheng Qing and the others won't get hurt.

"Get lost." Li Changzhou sheathed the Emerald Bee Sword.

Li Qianxia stopped and retreated to Yang Qinglan's side, and Yang Qinglan also lowered her hand.

The man, soaking wet and covered in blood, huddled beside the bulldozer.

The Water Maiden, who had shrunk from 180 pounds to 80 pounds, used her tentacles to grab the Smoker and darted to the nun's side, watching Li Changzhou and the others warily.

The nun stared at Li Changzhou with her golden eyes for a while, then suddenly opened her hands, took a book out of her backpack, and tossed it to him.

Li Changzhou raised his hand, and the Emerald Bee Sword once again emerged from his sleeve, striking the book.

The sword tip collided with the book, yet neither of them clashed.

The book floated in mid-air, enveloped by a halo-like sphere of light.

This is the first thing that even the Emerald Bee Sword couldn't damage.

"What is it?" Li Changzhou asked, frowning.

Facing the moose carcass, the nun opened the book in her left hand and held the moose's identification card in her right. With her eyes closed, she chanted: "The Lord said, the dew of resurrection fell on it, and it came back to life."

A drop of dew fell and landed on the moose carcass.

The moose shook its enormous antlers, stepped forward, and slowly bowed down before the nun.

The nun sat down, just as she had when she came out of the storeroom.

She closed the book in her hand and held it upright. The binding was almost identical to the one she had given to Li Changzhou, except for the words on it.

The First Evolution

One Bible, "The Nun"; one Bible, "The Knight".

“You can open it when you want more, but you must get the Lord’s approval.”