Chapter 45

Jiang Zhulang didn't care about the comments in the forum. He was very sure that his unfinished comic would not be discovered because he had already locked it and it could no longer be subscribed.

What's more, he once searched for his comics on pirated websites, but found nothing.

I have to say, sometimes, confusion is also a kind of protective color.

After returning to the Nidos continent, Jiang Zhulang spent two very boring days. Finally, today, the weather suddenly changed, thunderclouds gathered, and it looked like it was going to rain.

As the first drop of rain fell, the exaggerated aroma of medicine dissipated and the crowd was shocked.

In the past few days, many people have arrived one after another, and this open space has become crowded.

At this moment, whether one knows about potions or not, everyone knows clearly that the herbs are ripe.

Soon, the atmosphere among the small groups gathered together became subtle, and they were wary of each other, until the team closest to the trail shouted and rushed towards the target, and the crowds crowded in the entire open space all moved.

Jiang Zhulang pulled one person in each hand and quickly retreated away from the crowded and fighting crowd. With the cover of the trees, he clearly saw Cross, who took advantage of his body skills and location to sneak into the path first.

A few minutes later, the burly woman turned around and pushed the three students from the Warlock Academy to the center of the melee. She then turned around and joined the team of men in black and entered together.

Wow, it’s so happy to be outside the battle circle and watch the showdown.

Jiang Zhulang did not forget to fight while eating melons. He flicked his finger and used air bullets to blow away the person who intended to sneak attack. Then Martin belatedly put a double boost of attack and defense on him.

"Tsk, could your reaction be any slower?"

"Hey, it's my first time, so I'm not very experienced. I'll have more experience next time."

“…”

While they were chatting, two more teams broke free and rushed into the mountains covered in blood.

"Be careful!" Luo Xia put one hand on Jiang Zhulang's waist, moved his feet to change position, and at the same time raised his hand to shake the bowl, shooting down the arrow that was hitting Jiang Zhulang's head in mid-air. Then, he fired another shot, accurately hitting the enemy who shot the arrow, creating a large charred pit.

The powerful trio hiding outside the crowd were soon discovered by the adventurers who were in the middle of a fierce fight. While they were trying to restrain the enemy, they also launched long-range attacks in the direction of Jiang Zhulang and the other two.

"It's not safe here, let's go." He signaled Martin to add another layer of defense outside the protective aura of the three people. Jiang Zhulang protected Luo Xiya and Martin, withstood the sword rain and released air sword attacks from time to time, and approached the mountain path.

The path was winding and muddy, but it also exposed the traps and grass pits on it. Jiang Zhulang carefully avoided these "land mines" and vaguely saw the blood and meat residues that had not been washed away.

Tsk, Cross, you play really dirty.

Martin: "Thanks to the people ahead for helping us to clear the minefield."

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the view in front of us suddenly opened up to a depression with water at the same level as the shoe surface, stained red with blood.

"Lan Nuo, I told you that we would meet again. Come on, help me kill them all, okay?"

Cross, who has regained his beautiful face, still holds his own against the seven men. Daggers and short blades are flying all over the sky, and the sword lights are sharp.

He placed one hand leisurely behind his back, while the other hand danced gracefully and casually, like a conductor in the rain. His fingers flew and the sharp blade moved at will, causing strings of blood if one was not careful.

Very beautiful.

It was a picture he imagined.

His hands are not stained with blood, yet he can take someone's life while talking and laughing.

When imagination became reality, Jiang Zhulang's heart beat faster and he felt unusually excited.

He stood there in a daze. The besiegers who heard Cross's words clearly would not allow them to join the battle. Therefore, a "ghost step" bent down and dodged three sharp blades piercing his vitals. His body became translucent and blended into the rain.

Seeing this, Cross raised his eyebrows and chuckled, then ignored him and slashed his throat with a knife.

The air current protected his body and repelled the sneak attack of "Ghost Step". Jiang Zhulang came back to his senses and was amused by Cross's behavior of diverting trouble. With the blessing of "Divine Protection", he increased his arcane output. The air current spread out and turned into a strong rope, tightly binding the attacker's neck.

He blushed and appeared.

Jiang Zhulang sneered: "Ghost Step, a little rat in the gutter, this is not enough for you to only know this trick."

He pushed with his palm, slamming the enemy into the center of the battle, right into the cranial dagger.

"Hahahaha, Lannuo, well done! Keep giving me a hand!"

Cross laughed loudly, his eyes and eyebrows were more beautiful because of the blood. He looked arrogant and bright, as if he was the only bright color in the dark world.

Very dazzling.

Jiang Zhulang sighed secretly, mentally praised his painting skills, and decided to return to reality to paint two shades of saturated red for his pupils.

Upon hearing this, two more of the five besiegers turned around and attacked Martin and Roshia from the left and right. At the same time, new adventurers also appeared behind them.

"Kill these three first!" The burly woman twisted the gravity in front of her body to avoid the flying blade stabbed by Cross, and did not forget to yell at the latecomers.

Martin quickly ran to the middle of Jiang Zhulang and Luo Xiya, huddled his body and bent his legs, stuck close to them, and replenished his gains from time to time.

He roared: "Are you sick? We are just here to have some fun. Why are you hitting us? Go hit that blond guy and that woman!"

The six-member team that joined the battlefield later couldn't figure out who to fight, so they split into two. Three of them joined the men in black to fight Jiang Zhulang and the others, while the other three went straight to Cross and the burly woman.

Surrounded by the pretty white herbs in the blood, the entire battlefield became a mess.

There were ice blades, fireballs and water spears that covered the sky and came from nowhere, and he had to pay attention to the raised earth spikes and stone cages under his feet. What's more, there were countless melee harassments from people with strange bloodline talents. Jiang Zhulang was almost dazzled.

With his multitasking protection, Martin's defense and attack increased dramatically, and Roshia also made a big hole with each shot. The flying mud and dense rain made the vision even dimmer.

As for Cross, he had no time to pay attention to him, but from his provocative chuckle and the burly woman's angry scolding, it could be seen that he had the situation under control.

I am speechless.

Jiang Zhulang numbly exposed the two attackers and covered Luo Xia as he fired a few shots to blow up the passage to prevent a steady stream of people from entering. He didn't understand how things had come to this.

Obviously the three of them just came to join in the fun, but they ended up causing the fun.

If Cross hadn't been so talkative, the three of them should have been staying out of the fight, shooting arrows from behind and acting as the perfect "island treasure hunting" camera, instead of becoming actors in this drama.

Of course, with Cross's personality, he had anticipated this scene, but anticipating it was one thing, and he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

After grinding his teeth and killing one besieger each with Luo Xiya, Jiang Zhulang finally relaxed. He took out the healing potion to bandage Luo Xiya's hand that was burned by the overheated gun. Then, he looked at Cross.

With him as the center, corpses were piled up at his feet. Opposite him, only a burly woman with a broken arm and a pale face and the last man in black were still struggling hard.

"Ugh!" Without checking, a metal spike as thick as an adult's finger pierced into the black man's eyeball. Under Cross's control, the spike moved and pierced out from his forehead.

At the same time, the various sharp blades surrounding him stabbed at the burly woman like dragons. She widened her eyes, clenched her teeth, and twisted gravity to resist.

It must be said that her blood talent was extremely Cross's, so she was able to survive to the end. But with one arm broken, her physical strength was lost even faster, and she was no match for Cross and was stabbed like a hedgehog.

The woman fell to the ground with a bang. She stared at Jiang Zhulang and said intermittently: "...Master, your mission..."

"Heh," Cross chuckled and wiped the blood from his eyes, then sneered, "Your mission has failed. I wonder if the sneaky master hiding behind you will mourn your death?"

"Or does that mean he won't shed even a tear for you?"

"I really want to know how your master got the news about the elixir that I kept secret and announced it to the world?"

As Cross spoke, he walked towards the burly woman, raised his foot, and crushed the sharp knife that was stabbed into her abdomen.

"No one can take what belongs to me from me."

"This is the elixir for my brother..."

“Brother, hahahahaha! cough…”

Until her last breath, the woman's face was filled with sarcasm and mockery that Cross could not understand.

He clicked his tongue, pulled all his hair back, picked some herbs, and carefully put them into his storage ring.

In the pouring rain, his voice was vague and somewhat distorted: "I heard that only after being poured with blood can it become a true healing medicine..."

Jiang Zhulang retorted: "Rumors."

He snorted in dissatisfaction and opened his lips to say something, but there was a loud noise from the entrance where the rocks had collapsed, and someone rushed in with loud laughter.

“Hahahaha, I’ll get the healing elixir… ah!——”

Jiang Zhulang's air sword, Roshia's bullets, and Cross's sea of ​​swords, the three forces were released at the same time, so that the person was shattered into pieces before the face could be seen clearly.

"It turns out that you were not the one who released the news about the holy medicine." Jiang Zhulang looked at him with a complicated expression.

The logical chain of the plot is perfectly closed at this moment, and he has foreseen the forum's reaction after the truth is revealed.

It's really exciting...