On the street facing the manor, an off-road vehicle stopped. The smoke pipe at the rear of the car was still struggling to spit out black smoke. Even in an era when flying cars like this were far from being popular on the surface, this off-road vehicle could be called an antique. The driver was a priest with a slovenly face under a head of grayish-blue messy hair. His priest robe was also a little white from washing, and a cross hung around his neck with a corner broken.
The priest narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the manor. "We're here."
"Yes." A woman behind him replied.
The woman was dressed in red clothes and red pants, and her tight outfit emphasized her crazy curves. Especially the collar of the jacket that was completely closed, two lumps of soft. Meat almost rushed out. She kicked open the door and got out of the car under the priest's pained gaze. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket and elegantly pulled one out of them and placed it on his lips. Inhaling, the cigarette lit up on its own.
"Have one?" The woman looked at the priest.
The priest shook his head weakly and smiled, "I'm not used to it."
"You don't smoke, you don't drink, and you don't play with women. How boring."
The priest denied, "I will kill."
"How scary." The woman looked in the direction of the manor. "Let's go kill someone."
"Yes, yes, tonight is the last time I kill someone. That's great."
The woman spat out a smoke ring, not knowing if she was asking the priest or herself, "Is it really good to die here?"
"Alright, I can sleep peacefully. What's wrong with that?" The priest smiled and said, "Of course, you're still young, but it's not time to sleep late."
The woman shrugged.
The two of them walked towards the manor.
When Mobius saw the strange man and woman on the cold street through the window, his intuition told him that they were not good. Suddenly, the priest raised his head and looked in his direction. The two of them were extremely far apart, but Mobius knew that the other party had seen him.
The priest raised his hand and casually made a downward motion.
Mobius's expression changed and he was about to release his Origin Energy with all his might. A sudden change occurred. A powerful force descended from the sky. As soon as it touched Mobius's entire body trembled. He was not the only one who was shaking. Everything in the room, from the ceiling to the floor, from the bed to the table and chairs, was shaking. The tremors spread from this room to the entire manor.
The strong tremor suddenly disappeared.
Then, the mountains crumbled and the earth cracked.
Eliphant's entire manor seemed to have been flattened by an invisible giant hand. The earthen and stone buildings collapsed, and the soldiers hidden in the manor were either blown into meat paste or crushed under the collapsed buildings. The entire manor turned into ruins in an instant. Dust rose up like a curtain, and under those broken stones and broken pillars, blood flowed endlessly, converging at the low-lying areas. It was a ghastly sight.
Two auras surged.
Mobius pointed to the sky, and the surrounding sand and stones sprayed out like a fountain. Although he was unharmed, most of the bandages on his chest were dyed red. It was obvious that he had expended quite a bit of effort to escape from the force field that had appeared out of nowhere. Eliphant, on the other hand, was in a more disheveled state. Fatty was still wearing pajamas. The pajamas naturally turned into strips of cloth. The general looked at the ruins in front of him with a gray head and a gray face. He was about to curse.
However, the air was abnormally dry, and the atmosphere was like a taut string, causing the fatty to not dare to breathe loudly. He was afraid that he would affect the aura of the two sides who were testing each other in this space.
The priest and the woman, who had been strolling on the street before, had somehow arrived at the manor and stood in the spacious front courtyard. The priest smiled and the woman looked at Mobius coldly. Both of them looked at Eliphant and ignored him.
Mobius was expressionless. In the face of such a drastic change, he was still unfazed by honor and disgrace. His composure was astonishing. He came to the flat ground from the rubble and looked at the two of them. "Probably if I asked you who you were, you wouldn't tell me."
The priest still had the appearance of a nice gentleman. He smiled faintly and said, "In the Light Concealment Society, there are four levels of spades, hearts, clubs, and diamonds. Apart from Spades, the rest are ordinary members. In addition, there are also the Makeup Clown, the Black and White Clown, K, Q, J, and A. They are the six-member council and the leaders of the entire Light Concealment Society. "
He pointed at himself and said, "I'm the black-and-white clown, and the one with me is A. Is His Excellency the President satisfied? "
Mobius finally frowned.
If the other party didn't say it out loud, there would be a lot of suspicion of concealing his identity, and he would also be an assassin who missed a shot and fled a thousand miles away. However, now that the other party had said it openly and exposed the core composition of the mysterious organization, the Light Concealment Society, he was determined to keep him here. Otherwise, how could it be so easy?
"Killing me won't be that simple. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you succeed in killing me, will it be a good thing for you?" Mobius said in a deep voice, "Looking at your past methods of doing things, it's rare for you to interfere so directly. Why, is the Light Concealment Society no longer planning to hide in the sewers?"
"That's right." The priest nodded and smiled, "As for the life and death of His Excellency the President, you don't have to worry. What I can tell you is that the Federation will not be in chaos. "
Mobius narrowed his eyes and said, "Alan?"
The priest clapped his hands and smiled, "He is indeed a smart man."
"So that's how it is. What is his position in you?"
"Two of Spades."
Mobius laughed, "Not bad for a high-ranking member. If he was just a peripheral member, then he wouldn't have any weight. "
"Indeed. Then, Your Excellency, have you rested enough?" The priest smiled and said, "If you have rested enough, let's get down to business."
"You guys are so generous. You can see that I'm resting and not making a move?"
"I don't dare to say that I'm generous. After all, you're the president. I have to make you die convinced."
Mobius no longer said anything and his aura burst forth. A ball of gray light exploded and quickly retracted, forming a flame armor on the surface of his body. The armor flashed and disappeared. The president was no different from normal, but the aura on his body was rising steadily. The Origin Energy was like a raging wave that was opening a box, one wave higher than the other. The surrounding rubble trembled, and the dust and smoke on the ground suddenly stirred up a gray tornado. The azure dragon swayed, and thunder rumbled. At this moment, Mobius's aura was like a dark cloud, covering the sky and pressing towards the priest and the woman.
Sand and rocks flew in the manor, and ghosts cried and gods howled.
"Shall I?" The woman asked knowingly.
The priest pulled off the cross around his neck and carefully placed it in the woman's hand. "After tonight, send it to the child for me. That church will be handed over to him in the future. "
The woman snorted, "You're dead. I'm afraid that brat won't be comfortable. Why don't I send him to meet you? "
He thought that he would see the priest, who had always been easy to talk to, fly into a rage, but he said, "Whatever you want."
Then he turned to face the president, his clothes fluttering.
The woman put the cross in her coat pocket and snorted.
The priest added, "Don't let him run."
The woman nodded and pointed at the sky. One, two, three, four pillars of fire rose around the manor. The pillars of fire slowly rotated, forming a circle of flame walls that enveloped the entire manor. The flame walls were a hundred meters high. This height was nothing to Mobius. However, the president knew that even if he could jump a hundred meters into the air, not to mention that the priest-like expert was eyeing him covetously from the side, the woman codenamed A definitely had more tricks up her sleeve.
Mobius didn't think about escaping. If he wanted to leave alive tonight, he had to kill these two experts.
Only a fight to the death!
The priest's clothes, which had been fluttering from Mobius's aura, suddenly stopped moving. In the next moment, they quietly tore apart, revealing the priest's not-so-strong body. Then, the priest's muscles squirmed as if there were hundreds of worms hidden under his skin. His skin turned from white to green, and then from green to blue. Then, the scales began to float. They were hexagonal, and each piece was the same size. It was as if scales had turned out from under his skin, falling down one after another and covering his entire body.
The priest's hair grew explosively, his eyes turned golden, and his ears were pointed. From the center of his eyebrows to his chin, they constantly extended forward, like a wolf's kiss. The bones in his body made light cracking sounds. His hands lengthened, and his palms became bigger and wider. Sharp black thorns extended from the back of his hands and the back of his spine. Finally, his shoes exploded, and his feet turned into claws. At this moment, the priest was no different from a demon.
The aura on his body was no weaker than Mobius's, and it was even more violent and bestial.
Mobius said in surprise, "Ancestral descendant?"
The priest nodded, and there was no longer a hint of a smile in his vertical pupils. He reached behind him, grabbed the first black thorn on his back, and suddenly pulled it out! A black rainbow with a few drops of blood came to the priest's hand. It was a black and unremarkable bone spear. Mobius didn't dare to be careless. The ruler had the engraved armor, and the ancestral descendant had the ancestral blade. The former was good at defense, and the latter was good at offense. This was the principle of a shield and a spear.
The ancestral blade was of all shapes and sizes, one, two, or countless. It was completely unpredictable. However, what was certain was that the ancestral blade and the ancestral descendant's life were intertwined. No matter what form the ancestral blade took, its power was extraordinary. After all, the ruler's engraved armor used Origin Energy to defend, but the other party's ancestral blade attacked with his life. That was a real desperate struggle!
The priest was not polite either. He bowed like a full string and threw out the black bone spear in a throwing posture.
Black lightning flashed in the manor.
The storm that filled the sky suddenly disappeared completely, and the gray dragon that bared its fangs and brandished its claws also disappeared. Mobius widened his eyes. He held a pitch-black bone spear tightly in both hands, and his legs plowed two ravines on the ground like knives. He crashed into the ruins behind him with his spear.
A loud explosion sounded.
A five to six meter wide passageway was suddenly cleared out from the ruins. On both sides of the passageway, whether it was gravel, steel bars, or human debris, they were all cut off neatly. The cut surface was incomparably smooth, and as for the part that was cut off, it was instantly annihilated, turning into something that couldn't even be considered dust.
Mobius stood in the passageway.
The bone spear in his hand peeled off inch by inch, and the fragments turned into powder in midair. The president's body shook, and blood flowed out from his nose and mouth.
A howl came from midair.
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