The might of the myth was so overwhelming that it broke through the thick gray fog that obscured the sky. The rising clouds of smoke and dust and the energy tides that were like rolling waves spread to the front of the oasis.
Many caravans that were about to leave were met with a howling strong wind mixed with grass debris. They smacked their lips, smelling a dry, muddy smell.
"Ah!"
"Grass! What happened?"
"The mythical war has broken out!"
The status of the myths was too high, and if they were slightly affected, they might be seriously injured and on the verge of death, which frightened many people. But besides the fear, many people's eyes were also shining with excitement of witnessing a major event with their own eyes. Such a scene might be something that many people would never see in their lifetime.
Although, the reputation of His Majesty Yulius, the master of the poisonous cloud, is frightening.
This person could turn an entire oasis into a deadly place in a matter of seconds. After hearing these horrific rumors, many chambers of commerce used reason to prevail and retreated to the other side of the oasis without hesitation.
The remaining few who were skilled and courageous used their own methods to watch from afar.
A little worried.
...
...
After all, once the guardian myth of the Burning Chamber of Commerce is defeated, they may also be in trouble. For their own safety, they hope that the myth of the Burning Chamber of Commerce can win.
"Don't worry, there are two mythical masters here, it's as stable as a rock."
"But since the mythical Julius dared to come to my house without any disguise, he must have something to rely on, right?"
"They are most likely here for treasures like the Qingxin Tea Tree and the Origin Water. After all, the Burning Chamber of Commerce said that they will auction the Origin Water again in a year. This kind of temptation... If I were a myth, I might not be able to resist it either."
The four mythical beings who left might have had some thoughts in their minds.
However, the mythical beings that follow the orthodox oasis management route are usually in the lawful camp. First, they also have their own base, and if they act without regard for their reputation, their hometown may also suffer; second, once they have tasted the sweetness of plunder, they may open Pandora's box and can no longer control their desires. Even if they can bring a lot of wealth in a short period of time, in the long run, they will definitely go to destruction.
But the myth of Julius is different. He has no fixed income and is excluded from the orthodox circle.
Do things recklessly.
Myth is capital!
"But the Burning Chamber of Commerce has a third myth?"
"No, that one is not a myth yet, but..."
Star Forger Kylios' eyes widened.
The eldest prince of the Falling Star City who was still here exclaimed, "Isn't this a myth?!"
The shirtless figure was knocked down to the mortal world, but then soared into the sky like an invincible god of war, bearing the terrible poisonous cloud that even myths were afraid of, and pulled down the poisonous cloud controller Yulius who was standing in the clouds. The two of them turned into meteorites and crashed to the earth.
During the fall, the vast energy released from the shirtless man formed a thick torrent of tail flames, which accelerated the falling meteorite, which was already under the influence of gravity, several times. The human meteorite turned into light and fire, and fell to the ground in half a blink of an eye.
The earth shook violently, and huge cracks thousands of meters long spread out, and waves of tsunami-like shock waves spread out.
During this process, Mythical Julius had been fighting back. The concentrated poison that had condensed his endless efforts was continuously attacking the strong and powerful charming body in front of him, causing it to rot and turn blue and purple. However, the symptoms of poisoning at this time were not as serious as the initial erosion of the poisonous fog.
This is unreasonable!
…
This makes sense, and it’s awesome!
Xing Jinglei grinned, his smile was like that of a demon crawling out of hell. He didn't care about the dark green liquid that contained a high concentration of poison. He licked his lips and slurped it down.
“It tastes good.”
The damage caused by the venom he drank was continuously transformed into his own power under the effect of the Immortal Body of the Baking Furnace.
This gain greatly improved his life energy, defense, strength speed, and self-healing speed. The higher the frequency of attack, the faster and stronger the improvement brought to Xing Jinglei. At the same time, it also brought him a targeted resistance improvement. Xing Jinglei was most hurt by the poison fog. With hundreds of layers of BUFF, he also had extremely terrible poison resistance.
It's like drinking venom as if it were plain water.
In Julis's eyes, this move was like the devil himself. This Sixth Sense even "praised" that his poison tasted good, which was a naked insult.
Myths cannot be insulted!
Perhaps it was because the killing power of the Thunderbolt was not strong enough, or perhaps it was because the mythical being's own vitality was strong, this Yulius was still majestic. Under his ragged robe, his skinny body shrank again, like a deflated balloon, and at the same time, endless venom gushed out from deep inside his body, like a dark green lake.
Green waves splashing.
The mountains in the distance were like melting wax blocks; the huge pit continued to sink with a hissing sound; the strange evil spirits that jumped out from the swirling gray fog fell dead under the thin poisonous fog when they were still thousands of meters away.
There were also six-star evil creatures that were hundreds of meters long and roared, but the moment they came into contact with the dark green lake, countless pustules grew on their entire bodies, and then they broke, shriveled, and fell to the ground. The whole process took only a few seconds.
The area of the highly toxic lake is not large, but the poisonous fog is spreading uncontrollably.
Looking at this scene, Iloxi, with a well-shaped expression on his forehead, had to wave his hand. The space ripples that spread across the sky and earth transformed into a protective force field, which sealed off the space within a radius of several kilometers.
At the center of the restricted area is Xing Jinglei riding on the mythical Julius.
He straddled the shrunken body and hammered down on Julius's face with his huge, poisoned fists, making a thumping sound like drums.
"Don't push me...Pfft!"
"Myths cannot be insulted... Pfft!"
"This king is going to take real action... Puff Puff!"
Yulius also tried to attack with other means, including giant bone hands growing out of the ground and faint green flames. All these abilities fell on Xing Jinglei.
But at this time, Xing Jinglei's defense was amazing, and the poisonous cloud that Yulisi was proud of had lost its effect. How could these little tricks break through his defense? There were only embarrassing scraping scenes.
Julius was also beaten to the point of being a little dizzy, his shriveled body was cracked, and waves of shame, anger and rage rushed straight to his head.
"You forced me to do this!"
"Mythic form...Open!"
His entire body completely shriveled up, leaving only a piece of skin. Dozens of dark green poisonous pythons sprang out from under the skin, blending into the surrounding venom and fleeing in all directions at a speed comparable to Xing Jinglei's full speed at this moment.
Is this the mythical form?
This is not a mythical form!
Yulisi was still scared at the last moment, and reason prevailed. He was already in a bad state after being promoted to a myth, and he had no big power to support him. The pollution all over his body could not be cured. The root of the Qingxin tea tree he wanted to rob was also here, but he couldn't afford to buy it, so he could only rely on looting to make a living.
But he never expected that he would be defeated by a Six-awakened One and become the background board of those who were defeated by the perverted Six-awakened One in the ancient legends of the Broken Sea.
shame!
anger!
He wanted to transform into a mythical form right on the spot and kill the perverted Sixth Sense who offended him. But after thinking about it, he was afraid that he would fall into madness if he activated the mythical form in his current state. It was not worth it, it was not worth it, he, Julius, still had hundreds of years to live!
He escaped.
He chased.
Xing Jinglei was ultimately unable to catch up, and couldn't even tell which venomous snake was the real Yulius.
"Humph, he is indeed a reckless man. I, the Empress, still need to step in at the critical moment!"
Iloxi's clear and loud voice instantly spread over dozens of kilometers.
She was originally annoyed. The dignified Empress of the Burning Chamber of Commerce was reduced to a mere assistant, and her entire role was to curb the spread of the poisonous fog. Yiluoxi couldn't stand it. Especially when the big guy Xing was showing off in front, she had to cooperate with him in showing off. When had she, Yiluoxi, ever suffered such grievances?
Now, hehehe, it still depends on her to secure the crucial victory.
It feels great.
In the whistling wind, Yi Luoxi couldn't help but curl up her lips. She couldn't tell which of the dozens of poisonous snakes was the real one and which was the clone, but she had her own methods.
"Fire!"
The sound then spread over dozens of kilometers.
Under the amplification of the "Infinite Gate", the ordinary fire-breathing ability instantly became like endless sky fire, burning the poisonous fog and venom. The burning speed was not fast at first, and the essence of Iloxi's flame was far inferior to these highly toxic venoms. But as the burning began, the attack of the Infinite Gate hit the "target", bringing waves of feedback amplification to Iloxi.
The mental strength continues to increase, and the power of the flame continues to increase.
In a short moment, the power of the flames increased several times, and the fire expanded dozens of times, burning the poisonous swamps and fog that had already become water without a source, causing them to shrink continuously, and forcing the giant pythons transformed from the venom into a desperate situation.
And the sea of fire is still endless.
Soon, the poisonous pythons were burned dry one by one, leaving only Julius's original body, which was helplessly revealed in the endless sea of fire. He once again controlled the cloud formed by the poison, and then protected himself with a group of dark green poisonous mist, flying through the sea of fire into the distance.
But just as Julius took off, the space in the sky began to distort. Hundreds and thousands of invisible hands stretched out from the ripples of the Gate of Infinity and fell in all directions.
It's like a layer of barriers.
Even if Julius smashed them with great strength, his speed inevitably slowed down. As he slowed down, he was caught up by the giant-like man, and was caught and held tightly. His body made a series of crisp sounds as he was unable to bear the heavy weight in the death stranglehold of the giant's arms.
Julius became furious, and with a distorted look on his face he shouted at the burly man who had locked him up:
"I surrender!"
Yiluoxi, Xing Jinglei: "Huh?" ×2
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When the poisonous swamp, energy torrents, and sea of fire in the sky broke out one after another, the situation of the mythical battle outside the oasis was obscured. Many people who were paying attention to this battle scratched their heads and became anxious.
But they definitely wouldn't dare to walk out of the oasis and get closer to observe.
Just as many people were talking and looking into the distance with wide eyes, a figure in a white robe was walking on the sparsely populated street at a moderate pace. The person walked through the hurried caravans and mercenaries, like a white ghost, and did not attract anyone's attention wherever he passed.
Until a figure in a green gown stood in front of him.
The folding fan in his hand was gone, replaced by an exaggerated sickle, and a broken holy sword was tucked on his waist. The man in green just stood there, dozens of steps away from the cloaked figure.
"Pavilion Master."
The charm spread out, the invisible power was thick, and the whole street seemed to be under the water with ripples constantly appearing.
At the core of the spreading ripples, one was a man in green, and the other was a man in white.
The man in white robe had his hood up, and his medium-length hair was flying wildly in the wind. His face looked like a man in his forties, with sharp features and a little stubble, and a mature charm amidst his vicissitudes.
And such a face, such an image, Qianqiu had seen it once.
It is hard to imagine that this person is the one who founded the Hidden Killing Pavilion and has a great reputation throughout the Broken Sea...
"Master of Hidden Killing Pavilion!"
The aura of the confrontation fluctuated, attracting the attention of many people, who suddenly realized that something big was happening again.
The image of the figure in white robe is not special. You can find many similar outfits in any big city. However, if this is a myth, a myth that is used to wearing white robes and has a weathered and tough face, then it is very likely...
Star Forger Kylios's expression changed.
"Why is even this big shot here?"
Moreover, it seems that this blue-clothed storyteller Shenhua from the Ranhuo Chamber of Commerce is acquainted with the leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion?
He vaguely felt that he had discovered a secret.
Director Da Mi Luan Cheng, who had the same idea, stared at him with burning eyes and kept muttering something like explosive news.
…
A cool breeze was blowing in the middle of the street.
The leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion looked at Qianqiu, with no expression of surprise on his face.
"It's you."
"Your talent... pure divine light... mythical, is that what it is?"
"Since you have been promoted to a myth, you are indeed qualified to stand before me. However, betrayers will have to pay the price."
His gaze was as calm as water, falling on Qianqiu.
There seemed to be no murderous intent, but there was a pressure as heavy as a mountain.
This is an old myth!
From the conversation between the two, Kelios also understood, "I see, His Majesty Qianqiu is a new legend. No wonder I have never heard of him before."
"A new myth is no match for an old myth like the Master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion."
There is humanity.
The newly promoted myth is in a period of rapid improvement. It takes time to become familiar with the power of myth, accumulate divine particles, learn and develop other abilities, etc.
And obviously, this His Majesty Qianqiu had only been promoted a few months ago and could not be newer.
On the other hand, the reputation of the Hidden Killer Pavilion Master is far greater than that of His Majesty Yulis outside the Oasis, and he has defeated myths several times. Of course, these achievements are rarely known. Kailios is qualified to read some secrets of the Seven Star Alliance, so he accidentally saw the relevant information.
"The legend of the Burning Chamber of Commerce is about to fail, and it won't last long."
However, compared to the impact of the defeat of the Burning Fire Myth to the Master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion, Kailios was not worried - meaning he was not worried about his own personal safety.
The leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion still abides by the rules when doing things, and this time he came only because of a personal grudge.
Regardless of whether they take away the treasures of the Burning Chamber of Commerce or other things, at least they will not massacre passers-by - as long as they are not affected - even if they take a step back, their Seven Star Alliance still has business dealings with the Hidden Killing Pavilion, so he feels safe.
However, Kylios still asked his followers to stay away from the battlefield and retreat several kilometers to observe from afar.
The two seemed to be still talking.
The fluctuations of spiritual aura that spread out and collided with each other could already show who was superior. Unfortunately, for the sake of his own safety, he retreated several kilometers away and could no longer hear the content of the conversation between the two His Majesties.
It's probably a secret that only people in the mythology circle can access, what a pity.
"Master, to be honest, the business model of Hidden Killing Pavilion is problematic. 007 has no future. Moreover, the salary of 007 in Hidden Killing Pavilion is very low. You can't treat us assassins like beasts of burden, right?"
"As a former top employee of Hidden Killing Pavilion, I have come up with a set of immature suggestions after several months of thinking."
"The mission has to be from nine to five, and three meals a day must be provided with high-grade food as working meals, so that everyone will have the strength to work."
"There are still two days of vacation per week, and two weeks of paid vacation per year... and so on. Master, I said all this for your consideration."
Looking at Qianqiu shaking his head, veins on the forehead of the leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion twitched slightly.
Why didn’t I know this guy was so talkative before?
He didn't say a word. Those killers were just tools cultivated by the organization. Tools should be tools. Broken? Just replace them with new ones. Replacement is much easier than maintenance.
However, since Qianqiu has stood out from the tools and become a legendary killer, it is worth his effort.
"Just let me test your ability, but don't let me down—"
The voice floated up like a cloud of smoke, and when it dispersed, the entire figure of the Hidden Killing Pavilion Master had disappeared, leaving only a series of simple human figures outlined in stick drawings.
There could be dozens, or possibly hundreds, these figures silently crossed each other between the sky and the earth. After a blink of an eye, they converged a hundred meters behind Qianqiu, revealing the figure of the Hidden Killing Pavilion Master in a white robe.
It was as if nothing had happened.
There was no energy impact like a torrent, the wind was light, there were no scratches on the ground, and there was no sound at all. Compared with the grand mythical battle outside the oasis, what happened here seemed like an illusion.
Another two seconds passed before a slight sound of cloth tearing was heard.
The green gown Qianqiu was wearing was torn apart, leaving only rags fluttering in the wind. The inner armor under the gown was also cut, and drops of blood dripped down in a deep red color with a hint of gold.
Tick-tick.
The two exchanged dozens of moves in the space of one tenth of a second, and Qianqiu was completely defeated, losing in terms of moves, experience, strength and speed. The Hidden Killing Pavilion Master disappeared, leaving only the ability to draw a simple picture, and Qianqiu could not understand it at all, even after exchanging dozens of moves, he still could not see the slightest trick.
Too strong.
“The gap is bigger than expected.”
"No, it's because this Hidden Killer Pavilion Master is too strong, my eyes can't keep up at all!"
"This is extremely rare information, the Hidden Killing Pavilion Master has taken action... Uh, we have seen such a secret, will it be erased by the Hidden Killing Pavilion?"
Some people were amazed, some shuddered.
The leader of the Hidden Killing Pavilion doesn't care about those ants. Unless they reach the level of a myth, they are not qualified to enter his sight.
There was still only Qianqiu's figure in his eyes.
"Next, I will not hold back."
"What a coincidence, I am the same. Master, please accept my move - a thousand turns of dreamlike and infinite illusions!"
A mysterious symbol appeared in Qianqiu's eyes.
Reflecting the only figure of the Master of the Hidden Killing Pavilion.
Click——
The space seemed to be broken and reshaped again.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qianqiu just turned around. The two Mythical Lords looked at each other again from a distance of a hundred meters, and the world was filled with murderous intent that was about to burst out.
For a long time, no, just a moment.
His Majesty Qianqiu's tattered clothes suddenly burst into pieces, and golden-red mythical blood spurted out from several areas of his arms and torso.
But the bigger change is the Master of Hidden Killing Pavilion.
He knelt on one knee for no reason, blood spurting out like a pressurized water hose. There were exaggerated cuts on his torso that almost cut his entire upper body in half, and his internal organs were clearly visible.
Looking at this scene, Qianqiu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled from the heart.
It’s like the smile you feel when you finally pass the hell level after going through untold hardships and countless failures.
"You are very strong. It took me 486 deaths to finally find a way to defeat you."
Outside the oasis, Julius Myth, who pretended to surrender but was actually waiting for an opportunity, was quietly turning his gaze towards the Burning Oasis.
Suddenly, his face became dull.
A mouthful of golden-red blood spurted out from the deformed mouth.
Hidden killing of the Pavilion Master has caused me trouble!
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