Chapter 276 Let's fight!

It was unknown how long it had been.

Feng Qi woke up slowly and found himself curled up.

He subconsciously wanted to stretch his body, but found that his body was bound and could not stretch at all.

The places where his limbs touched had a cold metallic texture, as if they were placed in a metal box.

Listening carefully, he could hear the roar of an engine outside.

He didn't know whether he was on a transport truck or a transport plane.

But he felt that he had obviously left Star City.

Otherwise, after he pressed the alarm, the Lord of the Mist should have come to rescue him.

As for the mysterious force that kidnapped him, he had a rough guess in his mind.

The body structure of the force that came to kidnap him was very similar to the "sheep-headed demon" he was familiar with, and then he thought of the statue that the sheep-headed demon worshipped.

This mysterious force was obviously the force behind the Dark God Cult.

But he didn't understand why the Dark God Cult could find him and determine that he was one of the masterminds behind the destruction of the Dark God Cult branch.

In fact, the Lord of the Mist was well prepared for the possible actions of the forces behind the Dark God Cult.

The first was the integration of the weak clan alliance in the field of Star City.

As a result, the forces behind the Dark God Cult could not obtain any intelligence from the weak races in the domain.

All investigation tasks would be intercepted by the Lord of Mist before they were issued.

This step of the plan was undoubtedly successful.

The only route for the Old City to obtain intelligence in Star City was cut off.

Even if the forces in the Old City really wanted to come to Star City to investigate, they would not be able to find any useful information.

After all, from beginning to end, the Lord of Mist and he did not reveal their identities.

Even the top leaders of the weak race alliance in the domain did not know the true identity of the Lord of Mist.

More importantly, the Lord of Mist was sure that the forces in the Old City would not dare to act rashly before obtaining effective intelligence.

Even if they acted rashly, his eyes in Star City could quickly detect their traces.

Multiple insurances ensured their safety at this stage.

Thinking of this, he became more confused. He

did not understand how the forces behind the Dark God Cult could accurately lock on to him.

In the nearly closed space, there were slight bumps from time to time.

After an unknown amount of time, the feeling of weightlessness came, and the roar of the engine slowly stopped.

He felt the metal box he was in being lifted up, and

he felt the ups and downs of the box. About half an hour later, he heard the sound of metal springs hitting each other inside the box, followed by a burst of strong light, and he squinted subconsciously.

The figure in front of him was blurry, and gradually became clear.

Standing in front of him was a tall figure wearing a sheep-headed bone mask and covered with black runes.

"Get up."

Feng Qi heard it and slowly stood up from the metal box.

Looking around, he saw the towering statue of the Dark God standing in the distance.

Compared with the statue in his memory, this statue looked very different, but obviously related.

"Why did you kidnap me?" He turned his head and looked at the masked man in the lead.

"When you chose to target us, you should have thought about this day." The masked man said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Feng Qi confirmed his guess.

The forces behind the Dark God Cult have seen through their plan.

But he still didn't understand from which channel the Dark God Cult got the information.

Thinking of this, he nodded calmly and asked:

"Can you explain to me how you are sure that I am the mastermind of the plan against the Dark God Cult?"

Faced with the question, the masked man thought about it and said:

"Let's exchange information with each other. I can answer some of your questions, but I also hope that you will cooperate with me to answer some questions."

"As a token of sincerity, I can answer your questions first."

"As to why we can lock on to you as the mastermind, it's completely a coincidence. We have been investigating in Star City for several months, but we have never dared to contact the weak clan alliance in the territory of Star City, fearing that you would know that we have entered Star City. This has led to our information being very closed and it is difficult to launch effective investigation operations."

"I think so too. If your investigation was not conducted in secret, I would have obtained relevant information long ago." Feng Qi nodded immediately, and then continued:

"So what is the coincidence you are talking about?"

Faced with the question, the masked man did not hide it:

"At the unveiling ceremony of the statue in the central park of Star City, a group of children gave you flowers. We found that you actually obtained the power of faith from these children."

"The power of faith is not something that anyone can easily obtain. To use this special power, you need a very special method. When we saw that you could absorb the power of faith, we realized that you are our potential opponent and the target of our action this time." After

hearing the answer from the masked man, Feng Qi suddenly understood.

It turned out that the previous plan was not wrong. The only mistake was at the unveiling ceremony of the statue.

This explains why the forces behind the Dark God Cult can accurately lock on to him.

"But you don't know the specific strength of me. Why dare to attack me in Star City? Aren't you afraid of being wiped out?"

"We had a mental struggle before attacking you, but we are already on the gamble. The bet is the future destiny of my clan, and I must take a risk."

"The psychic behind you just let you take risks like this?"

"How do you know that the psychic is behind me?" The masked man said in surprise.

"The origin of the Dark God Cult is in the Old City. According to my intelligence, the Old City is under the control of the psychic. Could it be that the psychic will allow an unknown force to grow around them?"

"The Psychic Tribe is not aware of my adventure, but now I have sent my tribesmen to inform them. I believe that the Spiritual Lord will arrive soon."

Feng Qi nodded, and then continued to ask:

"How do you plan to deal with me?"

"I am very curious about you now. The reason why we can control the power of faith comes from our ancestor. He was a demigod who almost became a pillar god. After his death, the source of life became the core of our collection of faith power. How did you collect the power of faith?"

Hearing this, Feng Qi realized that the Dark God Cult forces had not discovered the miracle bracelet worn on him.

And they did not know the existence of the Lord of Mist. They did not know

the potential hidden dangers of the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice, and even thought that the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice was just a means of collecting faith.

But the Lord of Mist was not exposed, but he was completely exposed to the Dark God Clan and the Psychic Clan.

Now his situation is very dangerous.

After the information was extracted, the Dark God Clan obviously would not let him go.

After all, in the eyes of the Dark God Clan, he would be an obstacle to the layout of collecting faith.

Thinking of this, he shook his head:

"What are you going to do with me next?"

The masked man was about to speak when a black shadow slowly emerged and solidified beside him.

Red eyes appeared in the black shadow, and they looked very similar to the black shadow forces behind the Institute of Science and Technology. They were obviously members of the Psychic Clan.

At this time, the masked man and the clan members behind him respectfully said to the black shadow:

"Spiritual Lord."

The Psychic Clan member called Spiritual Lord did not answer. Its eyes were fixed on Feng Qi, and then a hoarse voice came:

"I guess there are other forces behind you? If you can give me useful information, maybe I can let you live."

"I said, you can't live anymore." Feng Qi shook his head calmly.

"Wait a minute, I need to know your information now." As he said that, Spiritual Lord closed his eyes.

A red energy dotted line appeared on its head, spreading upwards and piercing into the void.

Next, Feng Qi saw countless energy particles emerging from the void and pouring into Spiritual Lord's brain along the energy dotted line.

"Holy Spirit Consciousness Library?"

Ling Zun opened his eyes at this time:

"It seems that you know my Holy Spirit Clan very well, Feng Qi."

"Why is there information about me in your Holy Spirit Consciousness Library?" He couldn't help but ask curiously.

"In order to expand knowledge and information, our psychic clan has more than a hundred clan members who are responsible for learning. They memorize all the information that can be accessed by the authority of the old research institute in the form of learning, and then transfer it to the Holy Spirit Consciousness Library. Now about 80% of it has been recorded, and your information is also included." Ling Zun told the truth without any care.

Hearing this, Feng Qi was shocked.

According to what the psychic clan member in front of him said, their psychic clan members are simply carrying a human science database with them, and they can retrieve the data shared by major cities at any time and anywhere.

"Feng Qi, now it's your turn to answer my question. Which force is behind you? We are not necessarily enemies. In the future, we may be able to form an alliance and advance and retreat together."

Choosing to tell the truth at this time is undoubtedly betraying the Lord of Mist.

And the Lord of Mist is the guarantee that he will become stronger after 1,500 years.

The Psychic Clan members said lightly that they could form an alliance and travel together in the future, but he didn't believe a single punctuation mark in this statement.

The potential plan of the Lord of the Mist will affect the future pattern of the world.

If the Psychic Clan knew the potential hidden dangers of "Blood Sacrifice", it would be impossible for the Lord of the Mist to grow up.

The only thing that worries him now is.

If he dies here, how can his head be brought back to the Scarlet Research Institute.

It happened suddenly. He did not bring the "brain activation needle" to the unveiling ceremony, and the Scarlet Special Rescue Team was still in Star City.

He is now in a desperate situation.

He even thinks that this sacrifice line is likely to be useless. Except for the information that was given to the Scarlet Research Institute in advance, the rest of the information will not be brought to him in the main timeline.

"You don't have to say it. I have a way to make the forces behind you take the initiative to stand up." Ling Zun said at this time.

"What are you going to do?"

"Promoting "Blood Sacrifice" is obviously to help you gain the power of faith, which means that you are the key core in the future layout of the forces behind you. I don't think they will give up on you easily?"

"What do you mean?"

Ling Zun did not answer this time, and his figure slowly dissipated on the spot.

At this time, the masked man standing by stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab his neck.

Surrendering was not his character. He was about to resist, but the familiar fatigue came over him.

He just raised his fist, and his body was already weak and drooped.

...

When Feng Qi woke up again, he found himself locked in a cage made of special metal.

It was almost dark all around, and there was only a small hole above his head that could let light through.

He tried to break the cage, but even if he triggered the power of the demon dragon, he couldn't break the metal wall.

In the next few days, Feng Qi was put in solitary confinement. The

psychic tribe didn't kill him, obviously wanting to catch a big fish, but he didn't know what the psychic tribe wanted to do.

In the next few days, Feng Qi understood the intention of the psychic tribe.

On this day, the prison door was opened, and he was taken to the experimental table outside the prison by the masked man.

He met the psychic tribe member called Ling Zun again.

Then his body was tied to the experimental table, and Ling Zun began to transform his body.

The process was painless, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he found that his body was wrapped in bandages, even on his head.

After a day of rest, Ling Zun removed the bandages for him.

At this time, Feng Qi found that his face had changed, and many of his features had also changed.

Ling Zun's next words made him understand their plan.

"From today on, you are the traitor of humanity, Feng Qi... By the way, you will be publicly executed in the execution ground of the Old City in a month."

The plan of the Psychic Clan is to change his identity and set him as a traitor of humanity for public execution.

Not choosing to use his original identity is obviously worried about the impact.

Although the Old City is already under the control of the Psychic Clan, his identity is too special. If the Psychic Clan resolutely executes him in the Old City, it will be under tremendous public pressure.

This pressure may even come from the residents of the Old City.

After all, his current identity is the founder of the new era of cultivation. At that time, the United Military, the United Research Institute, and various forces in other cities will come out to oppose, and even propose a re-investigation.

His identity is too sensitive.

Even the Psychic Clan dare not execute him rashly.

If you want to use his identity to lead out the forces behind the scenes, the best way is to change his identity for him, but let the forces behind him know that he is "Feng Qi" after the identity is changed.

In the eyes of the Psychic Clan, the core of the future plan of the forces behind him is him.

Once the public execution plan was implemented, the forces behind him had only two choices.

First, in order to prevent the belief collection plan from being destroyed, they risked jumping out to save Fengqi and then revealing their identities.

Second, they gave up Fengqi and gave up the future layout of collecting beliefs.

This move was undoubtedly an open conspiracy.

In the eyes of the psychics, they would win with both choices.

...

Just as Fengqi expected.

After the body transformation was completed, the Old City made a big fuss about the report.

A human traitor who was loyal to the domain forces was caught in the Old City. His name was "Fengqi" and he was caught after sneaking into the Old Research Institute.

The outside public opinion was in an uproar.

Fengqi was also escorted to the execution ground of the Old City in advance and was sentenced a month later.

During this period, he was sent to the execution platform every day to accept the anger of the people.

Fengqi knew in his heart that this step was obviously to better convey the news of his imprisonment to the Lord of the Mist.

And the people who came to throw stones every day obviously would not have thought that

this guy who was tied to the execution platform with his whole body tied up would be the rising star of mankind in their hearts, "Fengqi".

Even if there was only one word difference in the name.

Time passed day by day, and there were only ten days left until the execution.

Looking at the masked man standing beside him, wrapped in metal armor, Feng Qi licked his cracked lips.

The psychic clan's conspiracy was very powerful.

But they missed one point. In the future plan of the Lord of the Mist, the collection of faith was just a byproduct.

Even if the Lord of the Mist in the Star City lost him, he could still rest assured.

The plan of "Blood Sacrifice" would still be successfully promoted, and he would still be able to harvest all living beings in the future 1,500 years later.

So his death was no loss to the Lord of the Mist.

Collecting the power of faith was just a byproduct plan that the Lord of the Mist came up with to promote him.

He knew that the Lord of the Mist was very affectionate.

After so many years of getting along, the Lord of the Mist had already regarded him as a relative.

But he had seen the cruel side of the Lord of the Mist, and his extreme calmness when weighing the pros and cons.

The Lord of the Mist at this stage was far less powerful than the psychic clan imagined. At this time, rashly coming to rescue him was equivalent to crashing into a trap, and there was no return.

Therefore, the plan of the Psychic Clan had already failed at the beginning.

The core of the Lord of the Mist's future layout has never been him, but himself.

Moreover, the Lord of the Mist also carries the future expectations of countless people who died in the war.

He believes that the Lord of the Mist will avenge him, but based on his understanding of the Lord of the Mist, he will never come to rescue him.

If he acts on impulse, he will not be able to stand 1,500 years later and become a hegemon.

"It's been 21 days, and you haven't come yet. If you die, won't your faith plan fail completely?" The masked man standing next to him suddenly asked.

"I'm sorry, it seems that I've been abandoned... By the way, please send me some water. I've been exposed to the sun for a day." Feng Qi said in a relaxed tone.

"You are the core of the plan. I don't believe that the forces behind you have no reaction at all." The masked man continued, and picked up the kettle on the table and threw it to Feng Qi. Catching

the kettle with his mouth, he raised his head and drank several big gulps.

After throwing the kettle back to the masked man, he looked at the masked man and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Your ancestors gave birth to demigods. Logically, you should have a much higher starting point of blood strength than the psychic race. Why do you obey the psychic race?"

"That was only in the past. The glory of our race has long fallen in the struggle for hegemony among various forces. Now the psychic race is willing to generously support our race. For the future of the race, I just made the right choice."

"There may be a conspiracy behind this support."

The masked man heard it and said calmly:

"This is a gamble, the winner takes all, and I have now gambled on the fate of the entire race."

"I'm about to die, tell me about the future layout of your Dark God Clan."

"I'm about to die, there's no need to know so much."

Feng Qi stopped asking because he couldn't find any useful information .

Looking up at the blue sky, he knew that this sacrifice line was likely to fail.

But at least he was not completely ignorant of the future line.

He passed the general situation to the Scarlet Research Institute through Wei Wei, including some details in this timeline.

However, 1,500 years later, he can no longer obtain information on this timeline by reading his brain memory, and will miss many details.

For example, the information about the Dark God Cult.

He only knew this information after he was arrested, and it was obviously impossible to convey it to another him.

The experience of multiple timelines made him look lightly at death.

Looking at the excited people who were stopped outside the execution platform, he looked calm and his heart was calm.

He did not hate the people who threw stones at him.

The people's anger came from their love for this world and their vision of a better future.

They were just blinded by their cognition.

The Lord of the Mist once analyzed the structure of human society with him.

During the period, he said something that Feng Qi was deeply impressed by.

He said that you only need to understand the underlying motivation of the people in Star City to easily control them.

Fear, hypocrisy, or justice and sense of mission, these are all points that can be controlled.

For example, if you want to control those warriors with justice in their hearts to fight for them, you only need to set up an imaginary enemy for them, and they will become the butcher knife in his hand without hesitation for the justice in their hearts.

After the experience of multiple timelines, he deeply agreed with how correct the words of the Lord of the Mist were.

The lower plan is to attack the soldiers, and the upper plan is to plan the hearts.

This is also the terrifying part of the Lord of Mist. He can see many things very clearly.

So he can be sure that the Lord of Mist will not come.

Because the Lord of Mist sees more clearly than anyone else, he must know what the result of coming to rescue him will be.

He even imagined that the Lord of Mist was secretly vowing to avenge him at this time.

As the sky darkened, he was let down from the restraint rack.

The masked man grabbed him and walked to the cage behind the execution ground.

Tomorrow he will continue to be hung on the execution ground to accept the anger of the people. The psychic race is obviously still looking forward to the emergence of the forces behind the scenes.

...

Nine days later.

The execution day is coming.

It was a cloudless day with bright sunshine.

Feng Qi was escorted to the execution ground early in the morning, and his clothes were changed into prison clothes.

The miracle bracelet on his right wrist was also confiscated by the masked man and worn on him at this time.

But obviously the masked man did not know that the miracle bracelet was a miracle item.

He just thought that this item was special.

The Lord of Mist was able to detect that the Miracle Bracelet was a miracle item because the humanoid leader of the Black Zetsu Domain used the Miracle Bracelet to release powerful abilities.

Under normal circumstances, the Miracle Bracelet looks more like an ornament made of energy crystals.

After arriving at the execution ground, he was pressed down by the masked man and knelt in the center of the execution ground.

At this time, there were a large number of forces that had been ambushed in advance in the execution ground, and even the Psychic Clan invited the forces of the Old City Military to watch the execution.

The dragnet has been set up, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Looking around, Feng Qi had a sneer on his face.

The plan was perfect, but it was a pity that the Lord of Mist would never come.

As time passed, more and more Old City residents came to watch outside the execution ground. As

the execution time approached, Feng Qi was pressed down by the masked man in front of the guillotine.

The clock hanging above the execution ground was ticking, like a countdown to his life.

The pointer moved forward, and his life retreated.

The fully armed masked man standing behind him raised the guillotine at this time.

As he was approaching death, Feng Qi was calm.

Thinking carefully, he had experienced all kinds of death in many timelines.

Especially the execution ground.

Electric chair, beheading, and now there was a guillotine.

Looking at the angry people, he suddenly felt a little comforted.

My line will eventually come to an end...

Just then, thunder suddenly came from the sky, and dark clouds covered the scorching sun.

With a strong wind blowing on his face, he looked up at the sky. He

saw dark clouds gathering in the sky, and a huge gray fog figure emerged from it. The

huge gray fog palm suddenly slapped towards the execution ground.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi couldn't help but be stunned. The

masked man also raised his hand and slapped the sky at this time.

Boom!

The fog hand collided with the dark green flame swung by the masked man, and swallowed up the flame in the blink of an eye.

The gray fog continued to sink, hitting the execution platform and spreading around.

When the gray fog dissipated, the figure of the Lord of the Mist emerged from it.

He looked at Feng Qi who was tied in front of the guillotine, with a ferocious smile on his face:

"You are late. While there is still time, I chose to practice in seclusion for the past month to strengthen my strength as much as possible... Now, I will take you home."

"Why did you come!" Feng Qi said in disbelief.

"I once lost all my relatives, and I regret it. Now you are my only relative."

"Psycho!" "

Hahaha, I said that there will be a place for you by my side when I climb to the top in the future. This is my promise to you. Our journey has just begun, and we will never fall here."

Looking at the figures gathering around him, the Lord of Mist turned into mist again.

The mist spread violently, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a fog giant 100 meters high, looking down at all living things.

"Come and fight!"

I'm back!