Leng Xuan was lying on the blood-red sand, his eyes fixed on Loki who was gradually recovering in the sky, his face as pale as a dead person.
He took a deep breath, spat into the sky, and sneered:
"You have been held back for so long by a mortal like me. You, the God of Trickery... are nothing more than this."
Loki's hands recovered, and when he heard these words, his face turned visibly colder.
His upper body floated in the air. He picked up the heavy sniper rifle on the ground with his right hand, pointed the dark muzzle at Leng Xuan who was lying in a pool of blood, and spoke calmly:
"The last bullet is for yourself."
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, in the distant desert, black and white energies suddenly entangled and rushed into the sky!
A figure stood in the center of the black and white energies, raised his hand, and clenched it in the air.
"Everything is disarmed."
Snap——!!
The heavy sniper in Loki's hand suddenly trembled violently, and the internal parts twisted automatically, and a dark golden bullet suddenly popped out from the loading port!
The bullet was fired, and even when Loki pulled the trigger, only a dull sound of an empty gun came out from the chamber. Loki frowned and looked in the direction where the black and white energy rose into the sky.
"That is..." Loki narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
At this moment, four figures fell from the sky like meteorites, crashing down around Loki.
They stood in the four directions of east, south, west and north respectively, in the midst of the yellow sand. Four pale masks, one crying, one laughing, one angry and one sad, emitted a strange cold light in the sunlight.
The four special envoys of Shangxie Society!
"Kill!" The four envoys groaned at the same time, and four forbidden paths opened, slashing towards Loki in the center from different directions, who had only half of his body recovered!
Loki snorted coldly, and countless threads of trickery spread out. He fought against the four envoys head-on. The deafening explosion immediately covered the entire stone city!
The four special envoys of the Shangxie Society can defeat the human ceiling together. If they attack at the same time, it will not be a difficult task to hold back Loki who has only half of his body recovered.
When Leng Xuan saw these figures, he let out a long sigh, fell on his back on the blood-red sand, slowly closed his eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Regardless, his mission was... accomplished.
"Hey! Wake up! You can't die yet!" A voice brought Leng Xuan's wandering consciousness back.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Cao Yuan squatting beside him, carrying him on his back and running quickly away from the battlefield.
"It's you..." Leng Xuan murmured weakly.
"There are many great healers in the Shangxie Society. Don't worry, you won't die." While comforting him, Cao Yuan ran to the members of the Shangxie Society at the edge of the city. Several figures in white clothes immediately rushed over and began to stop the bleeding and heal Leng Xuan's wounds.
Looking at these people busy trying to treat him, Leng Xuan smiled:
"Thanks……"
“What are you thanking me for? You are Qiye’s friend. If we hadn’t been able to save you, Qiye would have fought us to the death.” Baili Pangpang chuckled, “Besides, you were able to hold Loki back for such a long time with your mortal body… I, Baili Pangpang, am impressed!”
Cao Yuan stared at the battlefield in the distance where Loki and the four envoys were fighting, looking a little worried:
"Can the four of them do it? Or should we go and help as well?"
"I'll go."
A voice came from the sky, and everyone looked up, only to see An Qingyu, wearing a blood-stained white robe, carrying a black coffin on his back, walking towards them, stepping on nothingness.
He calmly watched the battlefield in the distance, took off the black coffin behind him, placed it next to Baili Pangpang and others, and said seriously,
"Lao Cao's Black King is on the verge of losing control. Fatty, your realm is not high enough, so just wait and see here... You guys take good care of Jiang Er for me, I'll go help them."
Without waiting for Baili Pangpang to say anything more, An Qingyu flashed and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the battlefield in the distance!
"Tsk... He said my realm is not high enough..." Fatty Baili looked at the direction he left and said faintly, "Just wait, one day, he will regret it..."
…
Raging flames erupted from the center of the stone city, and threads of intrigue intertwined. In the flames, Loki's figure instantly disappeared without a trace.
When he appeared again, he was already standing behind the Smiling Envoy. His pale palm patted his back lightly, and a cloud of blood mist exploded instantly!
The Smiley Envoy groaned and flew backwards.
"Ghost Binding."
An Qingyu came flying in the air, pinched his hands together, and slowly read out two words,
The next moment, the wind howled, and countless evil spirits emerged from around Loki, gnawing at his body madly. Their souls and bodies intertwined and overlapped, like a big net, imprisoning him in place.
Loki was not in a hurry to break free. He looked up at An Qingyu's gray eyes, raised his eyebrows, and seemed a little surprised.
"Your aura..."
Before he could finish his words, two special envoys appeared out of thin air beside him, with a light blue glazed sword and a red light, tearing through the yellow sand storm and attacking his neck and heart respectively!
"You can't defeat me with just the two of you." Seeing this, Loki said contemptuously, "Let Si Xiaonan come instead."
A "trick" flashed in front of Loki, and his figure twisted strangely, and was instantly replaced by a man wearing an angry mask, while his real body flashed into the sky several kilometers away.
Upon seeing this, the two envoys immediately changed the trajectory of their weapons and slashed at the angry envoy's vital points, their backs soaked with cold sweat.
transposition?
"Loki can rely on 'tricks' to constantly deceive history and rewrite reality. We humans who haven't reached the ceiling will never win!"
An Qingyu thought to himself.
At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something and was about to take action when a black shadow slowly emerged from behind him.
His pupils shrank slightly and his body suddenly lunged forward. The sharp tip of the knife slashed across his back, easily tearing a bloody wound. If his speed was a little faster, this knife would probably have cut off his head.
An Qingyu looked back and saw another Loki, holding a dagger and standing behind him with a sneer in his hand.
At this moment, An Qingyu felt a flash before his eyes, and the wound on his back disappeared automatically...
And a figure inexplicably appeared beside him.
"Be careful, the Loki in the sky is fake, it's a visual trick of his." Si Xiaonan stared at the Loki holding the dagger and spoke calmly.
"The knife was highly poisonous. I used a trick to change the history of your injury, so it's okay for now."
An Qingyu hesitated for a moment, "Actually, even if the knife is poisonous, I'm not afraid... Are you sure?"
Si Xiaonan looked at Loki in the distance and nodded:
"have."