Chapter 123 Opportunity to Counterattack
"Teacher Shen."
Xiao Qihao lowered his voice very low, and the blade turned half a circle in his palm.
"Three on the left, I'll take care of them."
Shen Qingze's dagger was ready to strike.
He looked at the expressionless black-clad guards, then glanced at the increasingly bright ball of light on the stage, his Adam's apple rolling.
"Quick victory, they are moving faster and faster."
He knew in his heart that he had to break through as soon as possible.
Otherwise, when the new god is truly born, they will no longer have a chance.
No matter what, we have to give it a try!
Renly's laughter continued, mixed with the hum of the light ball and the heavy footsteps of the black guards.
Ye Xiang never put down his right hand.
Golden light flowed through his fingertips, as if weaving a huge net that enveloped the entire slave farm.
The outline of the center of the light ball became clearer and clearer, and twelve pairs of spread light wings could be vaguely seen.
Every feather exudes a suffocating pressure.
Xiao Qihao's breathing became more and more difficult, and he knew that they didn't have much time left.
Shen Qingze's fingertips were clenched in his sleeves until they turned white, and the faint bloodstain on his wrist was getting hotter with the humming of the God's Messenger Platform.
That was the mark left when he signed the blood pact with Yeluweisi, and now it was like a fire burning in his flesh.
That was a sign from Yeluvis that he needed more time.
Now is not the best time.
He raised his eyes to look at Ye Xiang in the center of the God's Messenger Platform, with a sneer on his face.
The sound was not loud but it clearly penetrated the humming of the golden light.
"A new god? He is just a monster made by stealing some broken souls. Can he be called a god?"
Ye Xiang's eyelashes trembled, and the light ball gathered at her fingertips was still blazing.
But those eyes reflecting golden light turned slightly, as if looking at a noisy insect.
His lips were pressed into a straight line, his jawline was tense, and he obviously didn't take the provocation seriously.
"you mean?"
Ye Xiang's voice was very faint.
With the distortion of golden light, it seemed to come from far away.
His fingers changed gestures, maintaining the lifting posture.
The ball of light slowly rotated in his palm, and he didn't even glance at the men in black who were kicked away by Xiao Qihao.
Shen Qingze's back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He quietly took a half step towards Xiao Qihao and gently bumped his elbow against his forearm.
Taking advantage of the moment when Ye Xiang's attention was focused on him, he quickly turned his head and said in a whisper that only the two of them could hear,
"Cover me."
Xiao Qihao frowned.
Although he was full of doubts, he still turned around and raised his feet.
The two men in black closest to him were kicked in the chest as soon as they raised their knives.
It hit the gabion like a kite with a broken string, making a dull sound.
He held the dagger across his body, and the blood on the blade dripped onto the ground.
He glanced vigilantly at the dark shadows surrounding him, silently responding to Shen Qingze's instructions with his actions.
"Be careful..."
Xiao Qihao said in a low voice, and immediately devoted himself to dealing with the black-clad men who attacked him.
Shen Qing took a deep breath and suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat——
Mobilizing the power of the blood pact was tearing his meridians apart.
He raised his eyes and looked directly at Ye Xiang, but the smile on his face became more and more sarcastic.
"Ye Xiang, the thing you worship as a god doesn't even have true godhood,"
"Don't you think it's shameless to rely on sucking souls to prolong your life?"
Ye Xiang's eyebrows finally frowned.
The ball of light in the palm of his hand flickered, as if disturbed by these words.
But he still didn't move, only his eyes grew colder, as if he was evaluating whether this insect was worth crushing to death.
"Do you think that by stealing Yeluvis's bones, you can imitate his divine power?"
Shen Qingze's voice suddenly rose.
With every word he spoke, a bead of sweat oozed out of his forehead and slid down his temples.
"The ghost slave you kept, the one whose soul you extracted and refined every night - do you really think it's an ordinary evil ghost?"
Ye Xiang's fingers holding up the ball of light suddenly stopped.
He never told Shen Qingze and Xiao Qihao these.
He had only summoned the ghost slave a few times, so how did he know all this?
Shen Qingze looked at his pupils that suddenly shrank, and a storm surged in his heart——
The heat of the blood contract had made his eyes go dark, but he stared at Ye Xiang's face and said word by word,
"That's the fragment of Yeluweisi's soul. You feed him the soul every day, but you are just helping him to condense his body."
“Buzz——”
The ball of light in Ye Xiang's palm suddenly exploded, and tiny dots of light splashed onto his black robe.
He finally put his hand down, and the cold ice shell on his face began to crack.
His lips trembled, and even his voice changed tone.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Shen Qing laughed even harder, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help trembling.
"Whether it's nonsense or not, you know it best."
"Is he afraid of sunlight? Does he like to eat living souls? Every time you suppress him with a talisman, three diamond-shaped marks will appear between his eyebrows—"
"That's a spiritual mark from a ghost or god. Do you dare to say you've never seen it?"
Ye Xiang's face turned pale instantly, more dazzling than the light from the God's Messenger Platform.
Shen Qingze is absolutely right...
He stumbled back half a step and bumped into the light wall behind him, making a dull sound.
Those eyes that were always calm were now filled with shock.
His pupils were frighteningly dilated, as if he was acquainting himself with the world in front of him for the first time.
"impossible……"
Ye Xiang muttered to herself, her fingertips trembling unconsciously.
"He is the ghost slave I personally refined... He actually could be..."
Xiao Qihao took the opportunity to kick away the two men in black who rushed over. He caught a glimpse of the cold sweat on Shen Qingze's temples and the blood under his tightly pursed lips.
His heart tightened, he swung his knife to cut off the attacking chains, and asked in a low voice,
"Can you hold on?"
Shen Qingze didn't look back, but just gritted his teeth and shook his head, with an imperceptible gasp in his voice.
“Soon…”
He looked at Ye Xiang's distraught look and knew that he had made the right bet.
The name of Yeluvis and the title of ghosts and gods were indeed the sharpest knives stabbing at Ye Xiang.
Ye Xiang raised his head suddenly, the shock in his eyes turned into rage.
He pointed at Shen Qingze, his fingertips turning white from the force he put in.
"Who are you? How do you know all this?!"
Shen Qing straightened his back. Even though his bones were aching, he still had that cold smile on his face.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that the new god you hold is a fake, and the ghost slaves you raise are the remnant souls of the real god—"
"Ye Xiang, have you been living a joke all your life?"
These words were like a poisoned dagger, piercing Ye Xiang's heart precisely.
His chest was rising and falling violently, and his breathing was so rapid that it seemed like it was about to explode.
The originally calm golden light surged around him, carrying with it uncontrollable anger.
Xiao Qihao clenched his knife tightly, ready to deal with Ye Xiang's outburst at any time.
He looked at Shen Qingze, although he didn't understand who Yeluweisi was,
But he could feel that the secret thrown out by Shen Qingze was completely destroying Ye Xiang's defenses.
This may be their chance to fight back!
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