The southern district of a neighboring city.
Several buildings, topped out but without doors or windows, sit on the overgrown wasteland, making them the city's infamous unfinished buildings.
The unfinished buildings are devoid of any sign of life; the unsightly concrete structures perfectly embody desolation, dilapidation, and vicissitudes.
What's amazing is that the first floor of a certain building is playing "Human Joy," and if you get closer, you can also find sunflowers everywhere.
The spacious room was occasionally filled with the meows of cats, the barks of dogs, and the laughter of old people.
It was the old lady who adopted stray animals.
It looked like it was going to rain.
The old woman was deciding to move some flowers.
She had no idea that three masked men exuding hostility were standing on the roof of her 20th-floor apartment.
They were eyeing the old woman's life with predatory intent.
The masked man bowed to the masked man at the head of the group: "Your Excellency the Prophet, thunder will soon resound throughout this place."
The masked woman at the head of the group was petite and short. Every movement she made exuded an indescribable elegance and agility. One could vaguely sense that her breathing was unstable, as if she were injured.
She raised her hand and made a few flips, and a lightning bolt struck the roof of the unfinished building beneath her feet.
After doing all these things.
The prophet put his hands behind his back and said, "I have to personally handle such a trivial matter as destroying evidence. I really don't know what use Rahu has for raising such useless people."
The other masked man was terrified. He hurriedly said, "My Lord Prophet, you may not know this, but recently, a fellow has appeared in the North Sea who has repeatedly sabotaged Lord Rahu's teleportation formation. It is indeed because our abilities are insufficient, and we are afraid that we may not have destroyed it completely and left some clues that the fellow may have discovered here."
Upon hearing this...
The prophet turned around.
He stared at the two obsequious figures before him.
The prophet scoffed, "Rahu's luck-borrowing array will only hinder the plan to find the king."
He was indirectly reprimanded.
The two masked men were filled with fear and unease.
They bowed their heads even lower.
The prophet suddenly shifted his gaze to the ground floor.
The masked man cleverly changed the subject: "Over the years, we have suppressed her luck to the extreme, but she is still blessed with the company of spirits. She truly deserves to be a person with great fortune."
Another masked man said, "Anyway, we've already taken most of her luck. With the blessing of her soul, the formation can absorb at least 10 more Yin spirits."
Unlike the excitement of the two masked men.
A cold glint flashed in the prophet's eyes. She simply said, "Since there is already an existence in the North Sea that cannot be easily confronted, then let's find an opportunity to take back the Three Pure Bells."
She casually waved her long sleeves.
Move to the side of the tall building.
The prophet moved her fingers out of sight of the two masked men, altering the formation she had just set up.
These guys always leave her to clean up their messes, but they don't dare let Luo Hou step in. To put it bluntly, they still feel that she is not worthy of being revered as the supreme ruler.
Her existence was solely for the purpose of finding the king of her Asura clan and becoming his future queen.
These scoundrels dared to ask her to take action.
One must be prepared to die.
Without turning his head, the prophet said, "Remember, make sure you collect that old woman's soul before you leave."
The masked men shouted in unison, "Yes!"
Wait until the masked man looks up again.
The prophet was nowhere to be seen.
They waited patiently for the thunderstorm to arrive.
soon.
A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the dark world.
The light came from afar and approached.
Not long after.
The lightning, like veins of a leaf, tore through the dark clouds, forcing a violent storm to sweep across the land.
The jagged lightning bolts echoed through the sky.
It was terrifying.
With the blessing of the lightning-attracting formation.
Thunder roared down, heading straight for the unfinished building.
The sunflowers that the old woman didn't bring into the house suffered a brutal baptism of rain and were whipped to ashes by lightning.
Just as the masked man was about to cause an accident, several figures appeared in the rain on the rooftop of the high-rise building.
Under the torrential rain.
Ma Weiwei was the first to appear in the rain.
Clutching the Bagua mirror, she exclaimed, "It's you again!? Martial Aunt, we absolutely cannot let them get away this time!"
The white-bearded old man in a Taoist robe said, "You brat, how dare you harm people? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
One of the masked men said, "You've got quite the nerve. We'll see if you can keep us here."
Another masked man laughed wildly: "Divine retribution is a rule for you Taoists and Buddhists, but it can't restrain us."
The next second.
A fierce battle erupted in the rainy night.
With more and more lightning.
Even heavier rain followed, pouring down like a bucket, instantly enveloping the world in a boundless storm.
The formation was activated at that moment.
The lightning array, glowing with a purple light, lit up in the rain.
The thunder and lightning were directed to the rooftop.
Lightning sparks fly when it strikes.
The fire spread into the building, burning even more brilliantly in an area with little combustible material.
An elderly woman collapsed to the ground in front of an unfinished building, next to her was a flowerpot that she had accidentally broken.
A group of stray cats and dogs stood guard around the old woman.
Without a doubt.
The old woman fainted while moving flowers.
No one could wake the old woman.
Panic spread throughout the room.
At this moment.
A dog's bark calmed the panicked situation.
The cats and dogs, which had been agitated by the flames, instantly quieted down.
They already knew when the old woman would die.
They were unwilling to live a life of ignominy.
They chose to face it together.
at the same time.
The battle on the rooftop has reached a fever pitch.
But soon.
As the formation was activated.
The strong smell of blood filled the nostrils of everyone present.
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