Swish——!
On the deserted street, the street lights on both sides made a loud bang and went out at the same time.
Darkness swallowed up the road, and a cold breath spread rapidly. In the dead silence, only flakes of snow were left, falling silently.
Fang Mo gritted his teeth, took off the shirt inside his down jacket, and simply bandaged the wound on his arm to prevent the blood from flowing out. At the same time, he held the dagger in his hand backwards and looked around vigilantly.
He sniffed the air and his expression looked extremely ugly.
At the same time, there were at least seven or eight "mysterious creatures" active on this street, and they were all approaching him.
He had heard from Li Zhenzhen that there were many "mysteries" in Shangjing City, but he had never expected that there were so many... And yet, he was injured and bleeding at this moment. In the dark city, his breath was as conspicuous as the sun in the eyes of the "mysterious".
"Fang Mo!"
On the other side of the road, Ding Chongfeng and the siblings Su Yuan and Su Zhe quickly came here.
Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a half step back, shouting at the three people: "Don't come over here!"
Ding Chongfeng and others were stunned.
"There are a lot of life waves approaching nearby." Su Yuan closed his eyes and sensed carefully for a moment. "Judging from the intensity of the waves, it should be 'Mysterious'. There are three 'Pool' realms, four 'Chuan' realms, one 'Sea' realm, and one 'Infinite' realm hiding their aura in the darkness."
Hearing this, Ding Chongfeng and Su Zhe's faces changed.
"Why are there so many 'mysteries'?" Su Zhe couldn't help but ask, "When did Shangjing City become the nest of 'mysteries'?"
"Whatever, take Fang Mo with you and let's get out of here!"
Ding Chongfeng was about to rush towards Fang Mo, but the latter immediately retreated backwards, as if he was determined to distance himself from Ding Chongfeng and the others.
"Hurry up and leave." Fang Mo's expression was extremely serious. "These 'mysteries' are coming for me. If you stay with me, you will only be besieged by them..."
whoosh——!
In the alley in the corner, a cold light flashed again, and the second "Pool" realm "Mysterious" who had been hiding aside to attack Fang Mo attacked again.
This time, Fang Mo saw the true face of that thing.
It was a little devil holding a crossbow.
The tip of the crossbow arrow emitted a cold light and pierced Fang Mo's throat directly, but this time, Fang Mo was prepared.
He dodged the crossbow arrow lightly and stepped back a few steps. Just as he was about to take action, the concrete road beneath him suddenly exploded. A black shadow flew out from the ground, like a shark that smelled blood. It opened its huge mouth ferociously and bit Fang Mo's injured arm.
Fang Mo's pupils contracted slightly.
At this moment, a virtual force field suddenly appeared and locked the flying black stone shark in mid-air. At the moment when its teeth were about to touch Fang Mo's arm, it knocked it back to the ground.
Dust flew up.
Fang Mo turned his head and saw Ding Chongfeng raising his right hand, clenching it in the air, and smiling helplessly at him.
"It seems that we can't leave even if we want to..."
On top of the storefronts on both sides of the street, "mysterious" figures emerged one after another, and the aura they exuded was almost all at the "Chuan" realm or above.
The four people including Fang Mo who were surrounded were all new recruits from the "Chi" realm. Under the "mysterious" encirclement of the "Chuan" realm and even the "Hai" realm, they were like fish on a chopping board and could only be slaughtered at will.
"I'm dying, dying." Su Zhe's face was pale as he spoke bitterly, "I should have knocked my legs earlier... At least I can be a romantic ghost."
Su Yuan on the side couldn't help but give him a blank look.
But then, she seemed to sense something, let out a light exclamation, and turned to look at the other side of the road.
Da, da, da, da…
Snowflakes fell silently on the dark street, and the street lights on both sides of the road in the distance, which had been turned off, suddenly lit up one after another strangely.
A pair of boots stepped on the thin snow, making a slight creaking sound. A man in a military coat, holding a straight knife in his hand, walked slowly in the wind and snow.
With every step he took, the extinguished street lights on both sides would flicker on, casting his shadow on the snow.
The dim light gradually engulfed the entire street, and a suffocating and trembling aura of the underworld spread rapidly, making people feel as if they were in the underworld, with the illusion that life and death were not in their own hands.
"Such a strong life fluctuation..." Su Yuan muttered to himself.
In the face of this strange and powerful aura, Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng, who were closest to him, had completely stiffened their bodies. The netherworld energy was churning on the surface of their skin, making them feel as if they were falling into an icy cave.
Who is this?
This question popped up in both of their minds at the same time.
The captain of the Shangjing City team?
No, that's not right... It's not quite the same as what Li Zhenzhen described...
Just as the two were wondering, the figure in the military coat had already walked towards them on the snow.
Chen Han reached out his hand, patted their shoulders gently, and smiled:
"Young man, relax."
As soon as the words fell, the two people's stiff bodies suddenly relaxed, and the Netherworld energy that was swirling around them also disappeared.
At such a close distance, Fang Mo smelled the scent of Chen Han, and as if he had sensed something, he opened his eyes wide in shock.
This is a divine agent of Daxia.
He is also an agent of the gods in their heyday who has inherited the complete ruins of the gods.
Back then, after Yang Jian brought these twelve miracle children to the mountain, twelve golden afterimages flew out from the heaven and took them in as agents. After that, the twelve agents became Yang Jian's disciples together and practiced in the cave.
It was not until then that Fang Mo realized that the twelve golden afterimages that flew out from the Heavenly Palace were the souls of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Great Xia who had not yet awakened from the cycle of reincarnation.
Since the Twelve Golden Immortals had not yet fully revived, they could only use some kind of medium to bestow their power on agents, just like Shao Pingge and Chen Muye in the past. So to some extent, the Great Xia Golden Immortal Ruins that they inherited was not complete.
But Chen Han is different.
When Chen Han was chosen as the agent by Fengdu Emperor, Fengdu Emperor had already completely returned from reincarnation and restored his abilities to his prime. He was a complete Great Xia God. Even without the help of a medium, he could pass his power directly to Chen Han. This method of inheritance was more complete than that of Fang Mo, Chen Muye and others.
So, in a sense, Chen Han is the first complete agent of God in Daxia.
In the dark street, Chen Han's gaze swept around, and in his narrowed eyes, surging divine power surged out!
A ball of translucent flame suddenly jumped out from the heads of all the "mysteries" lurking on this street. The higher the level of the "mystery", the more vigorously the flame jumped. This kind of flame also jumped out from the heads of Fang Mo and the other three.