Chapter 91 Darkness
Oh shit……

Si Lan stared at Ji Jue's face, feeling the familiar chill...

This piece of shit kid is serious.

There was no need for Lou Feng to remind him. Since he had entered here, he had already fully felt the power of the mercury inheritance.

As wandering knights and wild dog mercenaries, we are all here to earn foreign exchange. Even if we have to lick blood on the edge of a knife, we have to distinguish whose blood it is. Some blood cannot be touched at all and it is damn poisonous once it comes into contact with you.

I am not an anonymous assassin who takes orders in Huangji. I can just change my name and avoid the spotlight. Why should I use my real name to offend a future Master of Embers?

Even if Silan is stubborn, he still has to consider the other people in the team.

After all, we are all employees. As long as the final payment can be received, who would be willing to work hard for the boss?
He persisted, he fought for it, and the evidence was left. It wasn't that he didn't care, but the opponent was too strong this time and he really couldn't carry the team. He didn't get any record, but at least he managed to save the boss's head in the literal sense.

There were even heavy losses...

Who wouldn’t shed a few tears after seeing this, and then pay several times the compensation?
Besides, doesn't the harvest belong to the boss? What does it have to do with me?

Slan sighed, turned around and took another look.

He pursed his lips.

Two more boxes were thrown over. One box was filled with broken alchemical creations, the remains of mercury. In the other box, amber-like containers contained faint and blurred crystal flashes, like candles in the wind.

Those were the blessings found in Mercury's Blessing Room. After four hundred years, without care and maintenance, the remaining eleven had regressed to their most basic original form, but they were still worth a fortune to the craftsmen of the Ashes series.

"The stuff is right here."

Si Lan slowly moved the blade away and stared at Ji Jue: "This is the only time to raise the price, brother, you'd better think it over carefully."

Ji Jue looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

The butt of the gun suddenly lifted up, swung down, and hit Lou Feng on the back of his head, causing him to faint. Then, he put down the gun, and in front of everyone, he stroked Lou Feng's body with his palm.

Glasses, buttons, rings, watches, bracelets, necklaces...

He plucked up everything that flashed with spiritual energy and threw them into the calf-horse cart. Finally, the light of mercury gathered and wrapped around Lou Feng's body, turning into restraints and ropes.

"Now, let's exchange the hostages."

Ji Jue unabashedly took out the plastic explosive from his pocket and held it in his hand, causing Silan's eyelids to twitch wildly.

But he didn't say anything in the end. He swung his sword to cut off the spear that pierced Xiao An, picked up the silent boy in his hand, and walked towards Ji Jue step by step.

Until it's within reach.

The two looked at each other in silence. For a moment, Silan seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he just smiled at himself and silently put Xiao An into the truck.

Reached out his hand towards Ji Jue.

Just like that, after taking over the dying Lou Feng, he slowly stepped back a few steps, turned around and walked towards his subordinates.

From the beginning to the end, the subordinates were waiting for Slan's order. But in the end, Slan said nothing and did not issue any signals or instructions for the raid.

Let the car disappear into the darkness.

"Pack up the bodies and retreat."

He raised his finger and glanced at the darkness on the ring that had not yet dissipated. It was an ominous sign: "This is not a good place. I don't know what other ghost things will pop up next..."

He sighed and took a last look at the end of the hall, inside the changing center.

I will never accept this kind of grave digging order again.

unlucky!
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"Brother Ji Jue?"

In the narrow collapsed corridor, Xiao An raised his hand obediently and let Ji Jue bandage his wound: "I'm sorry, I'm holding you back."

"You are holding us back, so what am I? A heavy weight?"

Ji Jue rolled his eyes and wanted to hit him on the back of the head, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he couldn't bring himself to do it: "Why are you so stubborn? Why are you risking your life for a few hundred dollars? If you can't beat us, can't you just run away?"

"Different."

An Ran shook her head, "White Deer and Embers are different."

It should be said that he came to the Rift to do this.

In order to obtain blessings and go further, the chosen ones must move closer to the higher good they follow.

Different from the creation and innovation of the Ember series, the Way of the White Deer represents wildness, primitiveness, freedom and resistance. Strip away all appearances of civilization, abandon all false order, return to the nature of life, and choose your own path and life as you please.

He practices the way of the wild and advocates the naked law of the jungle.

The strong control everything, the strong dominate everything, the weak only need to bow and obey, endure the ravage, or rise up and fight, either die or win.

If this power is used in the right way, it will be a dagger that stabs the violent. If it is used in the wrong way, it will be a tool to ravage and oppress the weaker.

However, for the followers of the Way of the White Deer, there is no such thing as good and evil. Right, wrong, good and evil are all meaningless things. The so-called morality is nothing but hypocrisy. On the contrary, it is precisely because of strength that goodness is meaningful and evil is terrifying. For the weak, whether it is right or wrong, it is just a joke.

It is precisely because of this that a strange, huge and chaotic organization like Huangji was created. Even the internal organization is in constant struggle, making it difficult to unify and chaotic.

There is only one simple way to obtain the blessing of the White Deer - to defeat the strong with the weak.

Challenge the stronger ones, gamble your life and everything, prove the gap between each other, use bloody hunting and death as a stepping stone to move higher. Of course, if you kill the chosen one of the Tianyuan system, it will be even better.

Bai Lu especially loves the death of Tian Yuan's followers, just like when Tian Yuan's Chosen Ones gain some power, they love to kill Bai Lu's followers. "Unfortunately, it's still a little short."

An Ran sighed with regret, "I miscalculated one step. If I were a little stronger, I might have won."

"If you really wanted to win, you shouldn't have chosen Lou Feng with that sword, right?" Ji Jue suddenly asked, causing Xiao An to fall silent.

If the purpose was to obtain the blessing, then the crucial attack at that time should not have been directed at Lou Feng.

Fighting against the Homecoming Knights alone, breaking through the defense and siege, if Slan was stabbed with a sword that risked his life... could he block it?

He was willing to sacrifice his own life just to attract fire for Ji Jue and gain the most precious opportunity.

If Xiao An wasn't there, even if Ji Jue could rely on the operation of the workshop to sneak close to Lou Feng, it would not be so easy to take down the opponent so easily with the Ghost Ball.

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if I didn't react?"

Ji Jue sighed: "You should at least discuss this kind of thing with me, right? Don't rush in headfirst. If something really happens, how am I going to explain it to Sister Wen?"

Xiao An thought for a moment and answered seriously: "I think that if Brother Ji Jue said so, he would definitely be able to seize the opportunity."

Snapped!
Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and hit him on the back of the head.

"Turn over."

Ji Jue said: "The wound on your back also needs medicine."

"Oh."

Xiao An turned around obediently, revealing the scars on his back.

In addition to the most dangerous penetrating wounds on the waist and abdomen, there were also many wounds on the arms, neck, face and legs. Fortunately, Ji Jue had not forgotten all the things he had memorized when he took the emergency lifeguard exam, and he had not fallen behind in the anatomy and surgery he had recently learned. At least, he had no problem with emergency treatment.

What's more, with Fei Gong here, there was no need to use stitches. He used his spiritual essence to directly connect the cut muscles, block the bleeding points, and even suture the blood vessels...

The medicine that Xiao An carried with him was incredibly effective. After the treatment, except for the wounds on his waist and abdomen which still needed some time to heal, the rest of his body had almost healed.

However, when treating the wound on his leg, Ji Jue was shocked by the condition of his right leg... a nail as thick as his thumb was pierced straight into his knee.

It was an alchemical creation, filled with the breath of curse. A dark light was flowing inside, inhibiting the healing of wounds, destroying the new flesh and blood, and then merging with his bones.

What made Ji Jue even more horrified was the malice on them - according to Ji Jue's reading and sensing, the long nails were not indestructible, nor were they indestructible, but at the moment of destruction, they would leave a spiritual mark on the remover that could never be erased.

This is a warning.

If anyone dares to pull out this nail for him, he would be making an enemy of the An family.

"...Even if it's a family rule, it's too much, isn't it?" Ji Jue frowned, stretched out his hand, and wanted to read and decompose the spiritual circuit on it, but was stopped by Xiao An.

"Don't worry, Brother Ji Jue, this is my sister's good intention."

Xiao An smiled slightly: "As long as my sister's nail is still there, no one else in the family can interfere in this matter. If the punishment nail is pulled out by others, I will never be considered a member of the family."

"..."

Ji Jue was silent, not knowing how to react to such a strange family tradition. But since Xiao An objected, he had no right to make his own decision.

But in the brief silence, he could feel the vibrations coming from the workshop gradually becoming more intense.

It's like sitting on a volcano that's about to erupt.

This ever-changing center is constantly extracting spiritual essence, giving rise to some unprecedented terrifying changes... In Brother Ball's spiritual world, countless complex circuits are growing violently like giant trees.

It's like, filling up everything, pervading everything.

Once again covering the entire rift.

And at that moment, he heard an unprecedented shrill scream.

It was like a terrified cry from hell!

It came from the very core of the entire center, in that dusty darkness...

Amidst a loud roar, the gates that were blocked layer by layer suddenly collapsed.

What gushed out from it was a torrent of spiritual bodies that had almost dissolved and could no longer maintain their own shape and outline.

The shepherd of the Dragon Festival, invisible!

But the once invincible Chosen One, the shepherd who followed the path of dragonization, has now completely lost his mind and fallen into such an embarrassing situation.

Screaming, wailing, roaring, cursing.

But it's no use.

It was wriggling, struggling, crying bitterly, and constantly throwing out a large number of vengeful spirits, trying to break free from the terrifying darkness behind it that was like a maggot on its tarsal bones.

Dark and silent, as quiet as hell.

Now, the gates of hell burst open.

　After having sex, I always feel weak and sleepy. Even if I can sleep for more than ten hours a day, it’s still not enough... It’s really unbearable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)