Chapter 105: Decisive Battle
After I found a solution, I began to consciously move my position.
I had been dodging during the battle with Wu Ling just now, so even if I changed my position on purpose, Fan Buqiu would not notice it for a while.
Finally, I found a perfect angle. At this angle, there was no cover between Fan Buqiu and me, and I could reach Fan Buqiu as quickly as possible.
After making preparations, I moved and appeared in front of Fan Buqiu the next second.
At the same time, a powerful projection of fear was launched!
Fan Buqiu obviously didn't expect me to do this. He turned his head slightly, and his eyes were already unfocused before he could look at me.
Those fog spirits became extremely frantic at this moment, but they no longer launched effective attacks on me.
Now is the time!
I seized the opportunity, smeared the blood on my hands on the blade and the cloud-thunder pattern, and then slashed straight at Fan Buqiu.
But I didn't expect that Fan Buqiu suddenly laughed and grabbed the blade with one hand. I don't know whether it was my blood or his blood that flowed down the blade.
"Haha, Ji Ling, you're a Level I investigator at the Bureau after all. You're not very good at fighting, do you think I'd rely solely on my mutated abilities to do things?"
Although I caught the knife with my bare hands, I was not very surprised. I didn't expect to be able to control him this time.
I just want to prevent him from regaining control of the Mist Spirit immediately.
At this moment, Fan Buqiu's face was very close to me.
I smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and then spat fiercely into his eyes.
"Ho-tui!"
Who says saliva can't be considered a mental attack? Since arriving in Tiannan City, due to limited conditions, I haven't brushed my teeth all day.
Fan Buqiu had never expected that I would use such a simple and effective method against him. He couldn't dodge in time and I spat in his face.
“I @#+&…”
He raised his hand to wipe it subconsciously in anger.
At the same time, he loosened his grip on the Miao Dao, and I was able to escape.
After being attacked by the "Fear Projection", those fog spirits went from being in chaos at the beginning to beginning to disintegrate in less than half a minute.
According to my previous research and thinking, the power of "fear projection" comes from the God worshipped by the "Apocalypse Sect", which is probably a kind of spiritual pollution.
Nature will pollute intelligent creatures, causing them to collapse, mutate, or even die.
And these fog spirits are gradually disintegrating at this moment. The shrieks they emit make my scalp numb, like the sound of nails scratching on a blackboard.
"Ji Ling, I really underestimated you." Fan Buqiu had already dealt with the spit on his face by this time. He looked at me with suppressed anger, and the veins on his head bulged.
"You think you can escape this predicament with just this disgusting method?"
As he spoke, he suddenly opened his hands and wisps of black mist began to emerge from his body.
At this time, more fog spirits appeared from the darkness, densely packed. Not only in the room, but also outside, there were bursts of low roars from the fog spirits.
This is not good...
Alarm bells rang in my heart. There were so many fog spirits, even more than the people in the Investigation Bureau.
At the beginning, I had anticipated that he would continue to summon Mist Spirits. As long as I released Fear Projection again and combined it with the blood-sacrificed Miao Dao, it should be possible. The original intention of my blood-sacrificed Miao Dao was to save it for the second wave.
But now the number of fog spirits has exceeded my expectations.
Seeing my dull expression, Fan Buqiu laughed out loud with great joy.
"You didn't expect that, did you? There are so many mist spirits like this. How long can you hold on?"
As they spoke, the fog spirits attacked me again like a tidal wave.
The blood-sacrificed Miao Dao could already cause substantial damage to the fog spirits. After continuously chopping down countless fog spirits that rushed towards me, I began to gasp for breath due to exhaustion.
With so many of them, if he used fear projection again, he could probably fend off another wave, but there were still more fog spirits outside, and he didn't know if he could summon them again.
If he can continue to summon, my situation will be very dangerous.
I can only bear the negative impact of large-scale fear projection once more, so I cannot use it unless it is absolutely necessary.
But my situation is already extremely bad. If I continue to waste time, I'm afraid I won't even be able to use fear projection anymore, and I will still die.
Never mind, use it one last time.
I forced myself to stay alert, hacking at the fog spirits that were already close to me, while gathering strength to launch a fear projection of the highest intensity.
Once you lose control, there's no turning back.
Three eyes opened at the same time, and with the help of my eyes, the power of the fear projection was several degrees stronger than usual.
The effect was immediate. The fog spirits collapsed and scattered. Even Fan Buqiu couldn't stand and fell to his knees on the ground, holding his forehead with his hands in unbearable pain.
But I wasn't much better. The repeated use of high-intensity and large-scale fear projection made my brain a mess, my ears tinnitus, and I almost went crazy.
There seemed to be liquid flowing down the arm.
The second vision was also covered with a layer of sticky blood red.
I glanced at it out of the corner of my eye and saw a line of blood and tears flowing from the eyes on my arm.
Normally, you don’t need to use the third eye when using fear projection, but this is the first time I’ve tried it on such a large scale.
Fan Buqiu was unable to stand up for a while, so I held on and prepared to give him the final blow.
At this moment, I couldn't move. Looking back, I saw that all my limbs were locked by mist-like chains.
The negative impact of fear projection prevented me from thinking carefully about countermeasures, which led to my misjudgment of the situation.
The mist spirits that were not affected in the distance quickly poured into the room and surrounded me once again.
Fan Buqiu knelt on the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood, then stood up tremblingly and smiled at me.
"Little girl, you lose."
As he spoke, he moved his finger, and a mist spirit arm turned into a sharp knife, ready to stab straight into my heart.
In a flash, another black shadow suddenly emerged from behind me, even faster than Wu Ling.
Attack from both sides? I beg you!
Just when I thought I was going to die, the next second I saw a black shadow rushing towards Fan Buqiu.
"puff--"
A hedgehog needle pierced through the back of Fan Buqiu's hand, nailing his hand to the ground.
The mist-like chains that bound me suddenly collapsed, and I lost my balance and half-knelt on the ground. Fortunately, the Miao Dao supported me and prevented me from falling flat on my face.
At the same time, I finally saw the black shadow clearly. Unlike those fog spirits, he was only wearing a black protective suit, a hood and windproof sunglasses.
It was the dark shadow we met when we first came to Tiannan City!
Fan Buqiu narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the man in black:
"Is it you?"
The man in black continued his attack, but his words sounded like those of an old friend to Fan Buqiu.
"Old Fan, stop it. It's meaningless."
After hearing the voice of the man in black, Fan Buqiu not only did not stop, but became even more furious.
"Stop? I can't stop! I finally found a way to fight Zhou Tian. I can keep everyone alive!"
Fan Buqiu roared at the top of his lungs, and black mist continued to emanate from his body.
And those mist spirits, like a long-awaited rain after a long drought, madly absorbed the mist from his body.
After absorbing the black fog, the fog spirit's body suddenly doubled in size.
Fan Buqiu also gradually became transparent, just like these mist spirits, but there was still a hint of dark red light in his black mist.
I was a little confused about the situation, but I also knew that now was not the time to ask too many questions.
While Fan Buqiu's attention was all on the man in black, I quickly closed my eyes and meditated on the cloud and thunder patterns to mobilize my mental power and adjust my state.
During the journey, Fan Buqiu tried to interfere with me several times, but was stopped by the men in black. Although I don't know why, the men in black didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards me.
The two were still arguing about something, but I really couldn't concentrate on what they were saying.
With the man in black buying me time, I used my mental strength to slightly clear away some of the negative effects.
My mental state recovered a little, and I had extra energy to think, and suddenly I recalled the key point of their conversation just now.
Fan Buqiu just said one word:
Zhoutian.
This is not the first time I have heard this term. When I went to the isolation area of the Investigation Bureau of our headquarters to see the crazy investigator, he was muttering the same thing.
What he said at the time was:
"Zhou Tian...Zhou Tian is approaching! I will die, and you will die too! Everyone will die!"
From what Fan Buqiu said just now, it seemed that he had found a way to fight against Zhou Tian, and if he found this method, he might be able to keep everyone alive.
This makes me think of the end of the world.
I listed these keywords in my mind:
Against Zhou Tian, everyone will die; against Zhou Tian, everyone can survive.
I feel like I've grasped the point.
The truth about the end of the world is definitely related to this week.
At this point, my negative state has almost recovered. Although it has not been completely cleared, it can no longer affect me. It’s just that I can no longer use "fear projection" for the time being, which is very harmful to my current mental state.
I stood up again and swung my sword to kill the fog spirits one after another.
Are you kidding? Although there are a lot of fog spirits, the fewer the better. Even if Fan Buqiu can create infinite fog spirits, he is fighting with the man in black at the moment and has no time to summon them.
The man in black also noticed my movements. He consciously led Fan Buqiu away to make more space for me.
Moreover, because he moved extremely fast, even with the protection of the Mist Spirit, Fan Buqiu could only fight him on equal terms, and for a while, neither of them could do anything to the other.
On my side, I chopped with my sword. Although the Wu Ling dodged very quickly, my speed was not slow either. In just a few dozen minutes, there were a lot fewer Wu Lings than before.
Although it was still a huge crowd, it at least gave me some hope.
Moreover, the current situation is too strange. I don’t know whether the man in black is a friend or an enemy. I dare not act rashly, but I have to be careful of the attacks of these fog spirits.
In this situation, it is best to prioritize self-protection.
Thinking of this, I killed the fog spirits that attacked me while secretly distanced myself from the two of them, waiting for an opportunity to sneak away.
I'd rather go outside and bask in the moonlight than stay in this damn place.
This situation was beyond my expectations.
From the fight between the man in black and Fan Buqiu, it can be seen that no matter which of these two people wants to deal with me, it will be difficult for me to deal with it.
Just when I was about to get away, a huge monster suddenly flew over from behind. I was shocked and just wanted to dodge sideways, but the black thing turned around and squatted not far from me.
Looking closely, it was the man in black.
Fan Buqiu pulled out a gun from behind and pointed it at me.
"Want to run?"
Before I could make any move, the man in black stood in front of me.
"Old Fan, that's enough."
Fan Buqiu raised his eyebrows and said with a playful laugh:
"I didn't expect you're still alive. But, what can you do to me if you're just a shrew? You can't save anyone."
The man in black didn't refute, but nodded: "We can't save anyone. Zhou Tian is an unstoppable law. Why do you have to struggle to hold on?"
Hearing this, Fan Buqiu was stunned, closed his eyes slightly, and a look of fatigue flashed across his face.
"I can't stop... What all the investigators have been working so hard to protect is just a joke. How can I accept this?"
I was confused as I listened from the side, but I could roughly understand the meaning.
However, what Fan Buqiu said made me concerned.
What the Bureau is guarding is a joke.
Since its establishment, the Investigation Bureau has been separating the abnormal from the ordinary people.
Even if the doomsday comes, the Bureau will open its umbrella of protection and establish countless bases to allow ordinary people to survive.
Such a thing actually became a "joke" in Fan Buqiu's mouth.
After much thought, the most crucial information is still Zhou Tian, but the current situation is obviously not suitable for me to speak rashly.
The man in black was silent for a moment, as if he did not agree with what he said, but did not know how to refute it.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Fan Buqiu snorted coldly and opened his arms.
At the same time, all the windows were opened, and gusts of cold wind blew, rolling up the curtains that had originally blocked out the light.
The moonlight was also moving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the half-red and half-white moonlight instantly illuminated the entire room.
An irrepressible feeling of fear arose in my heart, making me want to kneel down.
The man in black seemed to be in the same condition. He felt even worse than me and was already kneeling on one knee.
Although he was wearing black windproof sunglasses, I could feel that he was looking at the moonlight.
"Evil God..."
The man in black muttered.
When I heard this word, I couldn't help but look out the window behind Fan Buqiu.
Two moons, one red and one white, are now shining directly into the house.
It was like a pair of eyes, staring at the area without any emotion.
The next second, both moons rolled out their eyes. The pupils of those two eyeball-like eyes turned slightly and then locked onto me.
At the same time, it suddenly began to rain in the sky. It was different from the rain after the end of the world. When the end of the world came before, the rain was light red mixed with red threads, but the rain in this place was thick blood color.
Seeing that the man in black and I were frozen in place, Fan Buqiu smiled happily.
"Ji Ling, how does the cherry juice I gave you taste? If it's not enough, you can have as much as you want here."
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