Chapter 170 I Won

Boom!

On a certain street in Moyue.

A deafening explosion sounded, and a wave of blue energy shot up into the sky and vented in all directions, shattering the walls of several surrounding buildings.

The residual power lasted for more than ten seconds.

Two figures fell from mid-air one after another and fell onto the messy streets.

One of the figures, covered in charcoal and smoking, bounced twice, raised his burned face, with all his gums exposed, and said with a ferocious smile: "It seems that I won."

A few dozen meters away on the opposite side.

The fifth-level professional who used firepower to suppress the wild boss struggled to get up.

One of his arms has disappeared, and almost all the defensive equipment on his body has been destroyed. The only remaining right hand is equipped with a broken hand cannon, and arcs are beating inside.

"Would you like to look in the mirror and see how badly I've beaten you?" He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, threw away the broken hand cannon with his hand, smashed it into countless parts when it hit the ground, and disappeared without a trace in the next second.

The people of the Abyss Sect are so damn tough-mouthed!

I've lost most of my life, but I'm still winning.

The member of the Nine Gods Cult, who was almost reduced to coke, let out a "ho ho" laugh from his throat: "Look around you, human professional."

He pointed around with his smoking arms.

There were many corpses among the broken walls and piles of rubble.

On the street further away, there were also rows of corpses strewn across the street.

A once bustling street now seemed to have fallen into dead silence. Apart from ruins and corpses, nothing else seemed to exist.

The fifth-level professional looked forward, his expression gradually becoming colder.

"Before you came, I had enjoyed myself for a while and killed many people." The charred member of the Nine Gods Sect struggled to get up. His vocal cords were burned, making his voice hoarse and unpleasant, like an evil ghost. He smiled and said, "Dozens? No, hundreds? I can't remember clearly."

"If you hadn't suddenly passed by, I would have wanted to slowly kill the people in that building."

"But now that you're here, I'm afraid that if you save people, you'll have to burn them all to death with a fire."

When he said this, his face that almost melted showed an expression of 'enjoyment': "Those screams must be able to please the gods, right?"

Bang!

What responded to him was a blue beam of light.

It directly shattered half of his body and exploded into countless black scum!

The fifth-level professional spit out blood. The crossbow could not hold on and disappeared instantly.

After playing for so long, his condition was extremely bad.

After taking out several potions and pouring them down, his face finally looked better. He rushed over and kicked half of the corpse away, "Let your god resurrect you, you stinking idiot!"

Half of the corpse flew dozens of meters and crashed through a wall.

This kind of venting behavior didn't make him feel much better, especially when he saw those corpses that were beyond recognition and could barely recognize their original appearance, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Damn beast!"

"I'll fuck your mother!"

He almost broke his back molars and cursed in the team channel: "Has the evacuation been completed? Move faster! Kill all the beasts of the Nine Gods Sect with me!"

…

Similar situation.

It is not uncommon in Mozuki Castle.

All the people sent by the Nine Gods Sect this time are the recipients, starting from the fourth rank. With the original guard strength in the city, there is basically no chance of winning against these people. Therefore, this part of the burden falls on the shoulders of the top professionals who rush to help.

Many fifth-level professionals have encountered people from the Nine Gods Sect.

Also enraged by the cruel methods of those lunatics, the two sides started fighting directly when they met, without any nonsense.

As a result, the pace of many fifth-level professionals has been slowed down.

Not only has the progress of evacuating the crowd been delayed, but even the teleportation array is almost undefendable.

The first one to be captured was the teleportation array in a small town in the province.

The aftermath of the powerful energy exploded, and the teleportation array was destroyed by the Nine Gods Sect, directly cutting off the way for small towns in the province to rush for help.

However, the Nine Gods Sect also paid a considerable price for this.

More than a dozen fourth-level recipients were killed on the spot.

In order to rush to the teleportation array, three fifth-level recipients were killed.

Since the beginning of the war in Maoyue City, the Nine Gods Sect's biggest casualties have occurred on the road to breaking through the teleportation array.

"It seems that these losers finally understand our goal."

A fourth-level recipient sneered: "Cut off the teleportation array and turn Maoyue into an isolated city. This was our original plan. However, now we find it is too late. Once the passage between small towns in the province is cut off, those who want to Professionals who want to transfer cannot quickly support them, so they can only enter Moyue from the provincial capital. "

"This saves us from searching one by one. We can just squat at the entrance of the teleportation array and rob and kill them!"

He laughed strangely twice, and his companions around him also laughed together.

"Well, there is the provincial capital teleportation array ahead, right?"

Several recipients of the Abyss Sect raised their heads and looked at the brilliant light in the sky not far away.

The teleportation array in the provincial capital must be relatively large, and there are many guards around it.

After noticing these members of the Abyss Sect, someone rushed over immediately.

Those are just a few third-level professionals.

Before he could speak.

He was knocked down from mid-air by countless purple energy missiles, with green smoke rising all over his body, and he could no longer breathe.

"A bunch of trash dare to come here to cause trouble? Damn, Maoyue doesn't have a single fighter! After searching for so long, except for those who came to help from other places, the locals are all rotten fish and shrimps!"

A recipient couldn't help spitting, his expression was very disdainful, and he felt that this trip to Maoyue really made him feel wronged.

He used to do big things, why did he meet only trash today?

However, before he finished speaking.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar flew over in front.

The middle-aged scholar who arrived first looked at several nearly half-dead third-level professionals, sighed and took off his glasses, and went over to feed them life potions to prolong their lives.

"Scholars?" Several recipients were stunned.

Then they laughed.

A fourth-level recipient laughed twice, opened his palm towards the scholar, and held the purple light: "Good guy, Maoyue is really going to be finished, even scholars are sent to the battlefield?"