The other side.

The heavy rain poured down on the members of the Black Kill Group who were kneeling on the ground. They widened their eyes and looked at Shen Qingzhu who was standing in the front, their eyes full of disbelief.

What did the team leader just say?

He wants to kill the Oracle? !

Is he crazy!

Opposite Shen Qingzhu, the red-robed oracle narrowed his eyes slightly and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Kill me? How shameless..."

Snap——!

Bang--!!

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingzhu raised his arm like lightning. In his palm, a black gun was pointed at the oracle's left eye, and he pulled the trigger.

Sparks flew from the muzzle of the gun, and a bullet pierced through the rain curtain at an astonishing speed and flew out!

The Red Robe Oracle caused the aperture in his left eye to shrink instantly.

Before the bullet touched the Oracle's body, a blazing red light appeared on the bullet's tip and melted the bullet at an astonishing speed. By the time it landed on the Oracle's body, it had softened to the hardness of plasticine and could not cause any harm at all.

The red-robed oracle looked at Shen Qingzhu calmly and slowly raised his hand: "You are looking for death."

Lines of blazing fire appeared in the air. The temperature around them rose rapidly. The rain in the sky evaporated into a misty water vapor before it fell to the ground, spreading across the streets.

At the same time, the Red Robe Oracle caused the ground beneath his feet to crack inch by inch. The hot magma flames rolled in the cracks, and quickly extended to the surroundings like a vermilion spider web, covering the entire street.

The dark night sky was illuminated in a fiery red color. In the center of the spider web fire pattern, the red-robed oracle stood there quietly, like the master of fire.

[Pure Land] Oracle No. 4, "Fire".

The flames that started from the cracks in the ground ignited the hems of the clothes of the pedestrians who were kneeling on the ground. The scalding ground was like a red-hot iron plate, burning their bodies. They subconsciously climbed up from the ground, trying to put out the flames on their bodies in fear.

The fuel tanks of the cars were ignited and exploded with a loud bang, roasting the people around them into fireballs. Screams, wails, and cries for help echoed in the air one after another, and the whole world seemed to have descended into hell.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The red-robed oracle frowned slightly, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with the noisy atmosphere. The red halo in his left eye spun again, and the fireballs wrapped around the pedestrians suddenly burst into dazzling light, engulfing their bodies.

The noisy howling suddenly subsided, replaced by the sound of charred corpses falling heavily to the ground.

Those who got up later and those who were lucky enough not to be caught by the flames turned pale after witnessing this scene. They looked at the man in the red robe in horror, with infinite fear in their eyes.

They gritted their teeth and knelt back on the ground tremblingly, allowing the scorching earth to burn their palms and knees. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably and their tears quickly evaporated. They endured the severe pain and dared not make a sound.

Those who do not kneel before the oracle will be burned alive.

They were created by God, and everything they have is a gift from God. Facing God's messengers, they have no right to make their voices heard at all.

So what if it hurts?

At least I can survive...

The members of the Black Killing Group were very patient and basically did not stand up from the ground. Because of this, the insides of their palms were completely burnt. Their expressions were extremely painful and they could only growl helplessly in low voices.

But if they continue like this, the vehicles around them will be set on fire sooner or later, and then none of them will survive.

Suffocating despair emerged in everyone's heart.

At this moment, a voice suddenly echoed in their ears.

"Walk."

Ken Asakura and other members of the Black Killer Group raised their heads at the same time and looked at the figure wearing a flowing cloud feather robe and standing calmly in front of everyone.

Shen Qingzhu turned around and glanced at them, his eyes once again bursting with unquestionable majesty!

"Walk!"

The pronunciation of this word was given to him by Lin Qiye in advance so that he could retreat with the members of the Black Killing Group after completing the mission. He didn't expect to use it here.

Shen Qingzhu's decisive voice echoed in the street. At this moment, all the members of the Black Killing Group were stunned. They looked at Shen Qingzhu with confusion and bewilderment in their eyes.

Walk?

Wouldn't that mean that he would inevitably be punished by the oracle?

Why did the team leader let them go?

Ken Asakura knelt on the ground, staring at Shen Qingzhu's back in a daze, his heart conflicted.

If they leave, they might be killed by the Oracle. If they don’t leave, the cars will explode and they will die anyway…

In that case, why can't they trust the team leader for once?

In all this time, when has the team leader ever harmed them?

The team leader is so wise. He must have his reasons for letting them go!

Seeing the flames coming out of the cracks in the ground and starting to burn the car next to him, Ken Asakura's eyes finally flashed with determination. He stood up suddenly and roared at the Black Killer Group behind him:

"Listen to the team leader! Let's go!!"

Those members of the Black Kill Group who were burned to the limit gritted their teeth, quickly got up from the ground, and ran to the other side of the street without looking back!

Black Kill Group, everyone retreat!

When the red-robed oracle saw this scene, a murderous look flashed in his eyes as he looked at Shen Qingzhu. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction where the Black Kill Group were fleeing... Those who were disrespectful to the oracle would never be able to escape from under his nose.

boom--!!

Dozens of cars around exploded at the same time. At the same time, rolling flames splashed out from the cracks in the ground, like a ferocious and hideous fire beast, pouncing on the fleeing members of the Black Kill Group.

Shen Qingzhu stood at the front, looking coldly at the raging fire, and gently raised his right hand...

Bang! !

A crisp sound of snapping fingers echoed in the air.

All the air within a one-kilometer radius was sucked out in an instant!

The ferocious fire monster and the car fuel tanks that had just exploded suddenly became quiet. Without air, all the flames were extinguished instantly.

The vacuum field begins here.

Those members of the Black Kill Group who were running escaped death from the flames, and at the same time looked back in shock at the figure standing alone in front of the Oracle. Even though a strong feeling of suffocation surged into their hearts, all they had left was the joy of surviving the disaster.

They survived the Oracle!

The team leader saved them!

Not only them, but also the passers-by who were kneeling beside the oracle were stunned for a moment in the vacuum environment, and then they reacted, suppressing the discomfort and running to the other side of the road!

A look from the oracle almost killed a man on the street.

And with a snap of Shen Qingzhu's fingers, he saved them all.

This is the first time Shen Qingzhu has used [Qi Min] in more than a year.

At the same time, a mysterious gaze pierced through the boundless void and fell around Shen Qingzhu, as if searching for something.

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