Chapter 98: Killing More Targets

After the discussion failed.

The leader of the squad looked at the players who were still poking the ball of things with their weapons, frowned and said, “Stop playing, go to the next target.”

Hearing what he said, the team members who always felt that there was something secret in the mass in front of them, after some unsuccessful attempts, they had no choice but to shake the dirt on their weapons and replied, “Okay.”

Then the hand is a dazzling electric light.

Accompanied by the crackling sound, the mass of things and the nearby land were completely destroyed, leaving only a piece of charred wasteland.

Seeing his movements, the captain nodded in satisfaction, and led the crowd to get up again and head to another light spot.

No one noticed that the weapon that had pierced the mass of things had some insignificant residue on it, clinging to it firmly.

—–

‘Seventeen, all of them are demigods. They should carry a lot of targeted props and weapons. It’s a bit tricky…’

Olga, who was riding on a certain monster and wandering around with a few shrimps, after confirming the information of the chasers, still did not have any nervous thoughts, and sat on the back of the mount, looking very indifferent. After thinking about it, I made a decision: “Let’s play peekaboo with them first…”



Then he took out a packet of spicy dried fish bought from a guy who looked like Ultraman when he was in the bottomless abyss and ate it.

After chewing for a few mouthfuls, Olga’s mouth bulged slightly, and a little light oozes from the corners of his mouth. He immediately instinctively wanted to spit out the stuff in his mouth, but he felt that the taste was good and could not be wasted, so he chewed again. I swallowed it a few times.

Casually spit out a thick black smoke ring.

Seeing his unwillingness to dissipate for a long time, Olga finally realized why the seller would say that people with insufficient fire resistance should not eat this thing: “Enough! It will explode! There is a feeling of eating nuclear fuel… …But it tastes good.”

Then, in the view of sharing happiness, he dumped the dried fish remaining in the bag into the mouth of the mount below him.

“Buzzing!!”

A whole package of small fish is dried.

The mount that looked like a rooster, the cockscomb on its head immediately gave out bursts of black smoke, and then reverberated with a sound similar to the roar of an engine, and the two paws under its feet also ran out like a dazzling step. The phantom, running speed is straight ascending.

In the sight of dust and sparks in the chrysanthemum area, it ran out of the fastest speed in its life like a medicine, making the hearts of the many demigods chasing extremely angry.

I thought Olga was afraid of himself and others, and was fleeing panicked.

No one guessed that he was just being idle and wanting to play peekaboo.

——–

A few days later, inside the line of defense.

Henry, who was so worried that his hair was gray, looked at the report in his hand that showed the daily deterioration of the city, and he was extremely anxious.

After rubbing his own temple, he asked the adjutant next to him: “Clay still has no news from them?”

Clay, that is, the captain of the team responsible for hunting down Olga.

For them, Henry can be regarded as giving high hopes.

Even at the cost of bleeding, they equipped all of them with a complete set of high-level magic props.

However, his expectation has obviously not been responded to, and there has been no movement for several days.

This made Henry Moore couldn’t help feeling upset.

After a moment of silence, his adjutant said with a somewhat embarrassed expression: “In fact, Lord Kray, they have passed on news not long ago…”

Henry was overjoyed and hurriedly asked: “What is it!”

Looking at his expectant eyes, the adjutant licked his lips and described the content of the message in a relatively tactful way.

“It basically means that the opponent possesses the ability similar to a clone, constantly inducing them to go to the wrong direction, so not to mention the true body of the target, and it has also provoked a lot of hidden monsters, and is now exhausted…”

“boom!”

Under Henry Moore’s angry platoon, his desk made of metal was directly printed with two palm prints.

“Scrap…let them hurry up, now it’s the last moment!”

Henry Moore wanted to scold his mother very much, but due to the identity of the other party’s demigod, he swallowed the words back and changed to a relatively polite urging.

“Yes!”

Feeling the anger hidden in his words, the adjutant didn’t dare to say much, and quickly took his orders.

Although his face was rigorous, he also knew that such urging and estimation would not be of any use.

According to the news sent back by Clay and others not long ago, their current situation is not optimistic. There are hordes of monsters behind them who are desperately chasing after them, and there is no time to rest.

In this case, no matter how urging is, it is no use…

And the facts are indeed as he thought, the hunting squad at this moment is in the process of being hunted, and there are tens of thousands of monsters following them.

And the Feng Shui compass in their hands, there are thousands of light points flashing, flashing and flashing like the sky full of stars, which makes everyone feel cold.

‘What’s wrong? ’

Not only the team members are thinking about this issue, but Clay, who is the captain, is also thinking about it.

Since catching up to the target a few days ago, after spending a lot of effort to frustrate it, they discovered a weird problem.

The target on Feng Shui compass is to kill more and more, kill one to get two, kill two to get four, just like weeds, it is not clean at all.

From the initial surprise to the numbness now, they have no idea how many times they have killed Orjuga.

Calculated one by one a day, they probably can kill for a whole year.

For this kind of thing, they are not happy, but feel humiliated.

Whether they admit it or not, they all have the feeling of being walked by a dog.

This is extremely uncomfortable for them, who are demigods and feared by others…

—–

Squatting in a crypt.

Eating the barbecue and watching the fighting scenes revealed by the projection spell, Olga happily exclaimed, “Pretty! It’s this left uppercut!”

In the past few days, he has been squatting here and constantly projecting his avatar and Clay and others to have fun. Anyway, the aura responsible for guiding the direction on their Feng Shui compass was caused by him deliberately breaking the hole for the wizards to intercept. , So he knows exactly where it points, and it’s even easier to do a little movement.

At this moment, seeing the rise, he didn’t forget to turn over the giant roast chicken on the grill, after all, the heat was well controlled.

This monster, on the premise of being defeated, reluctantly followed him as a mount for a few days, and was fed with dried fish every day to supplement his nutrition.

Originally, he was not a Devil without a conscience. He wanted to use it up and let it go. After all, there was no credit and hard work.

But after another thought, after feeding the dried fish for a few days, it might have been pickled for a long time!

Isn’t it a pity not to eat it?

So he immediately became a Devil with no conscience, and decided to settle his conscience back after eating and become a Devil with a conscience.

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