Next to the building that Ji Hao and the other two lived in, in a similar building, five bald men were sitting together.
The three-eyed monkey was floating in the middle of the five men, its green eyes constantly spurting out large streams of green light and smoke, condensing into countless squirming spell symbols around its body. These spell symbols were shaped like all kinds of birds and beasts, hovering in the air; at first glance, they looked just like living creatures.
The killing in the outside world was still going on. Every time a beast was killed, a corresponding spell symbol around the three-eyed monkey's body would turn blood-red.
For example, the group of cheetahs, which was the first wave of attack, had been killed the most. After about a quarter of an hour of killing, more than a hundred thousand cheetahs had been killed. A spell symbol around the three-eyed monkey's body, which was shaped like a cheetah, had already been glowing with a dense blood-red light; one could even faintly see the tendons, bones, and meridians growing inside the spell symbol.
The face of the man, who was slapped by Si Wen Ming and had half of his face hollowed out, had already returned to normal.
Stroking the place where he had been slapped a couple of days ago, the man said with a cold and gloomy face, "That day when we saw Ji Hao kill three Senior Magi all by himself, we had already overestimated his power as much as we could. With the power of the five of us, we should have been able to make him die a horrible death, as our employer asked us to do."
"But I didn't think that he would have such a troublesome guy by his side." The man moved his neck hard, his cervical vertebrae were rubbing against each other like millstones, letting out sharp metal-clanging sounds, and said, "I couldn't even fight back! That guy is definitely one of the most powerful Magus Kings. "
The other five bald men remained silent, only staring at their leader with their eyes popped out.
The man stroked his own face and said in a deep voice, "Luckily, my contracted beast is this three-eyed soul beast."
The three-eyed monkey showed its teeth and laughed viciously at the man. Suddenly, it opened its mouth and let out its blood-red tongue. The man glared at the three-eyed monkey, gnashed his teeth, pulled out a stone dagger, cut off a piece of flesh from his calf, and put it into the monkey's mouth.
The three-eyed monkey happily chewed the man's skin and flesh, while letting out beast-like roars from time to time.
The man snorted coldly, rubbed those black spell symbols on his scalp and said, "As long as I successfully kill Ji Hao this time, my credit will be enough for me to reincarnate into a divine embryo. At that time, I won't have to run around in the wind and rain outside. "
The eyes of the few bald men flickered. One of them suddenly opened his mouth and said, "My lord, since you've already used the Three-Eyed Devil Soul Beast, why don't we … if we can assassinate that minister of the Human King as well? This merit …"
The man's body stiffened slightly. He lowered his voice and hurriedly scolded, "We, the Shadow Fiends, never do anything outside of our mission!"
The bald man also hurriedly said, "But sir, he's a subject of the Human King. Even the regular army would have a hard time killing him. If we can bring his head back, not only us Shadow Fiends, but those high and mighty lords will also reward us handsomely! It's just a Divine Fetus reincarnation, what's the big deal? "
The man was silent for a while. Then, he quickly raised his head and pointed at the middle eye of the three-eyed monkey. "Injured, but not dead! Injure him, but don't kill him! Let him become a burden, let him consume that man's spirit, then we'll wait for an opportunity to make our move. "
On the city wall, Ji Hao stared at the blood-red spell symbol flying towards him.
Ji Hao scanned across this spell symbol with his spirit power, and shockingly found out that this spell symbol contained the souls of millions of beasts that had been killed by Ji Hao and Ji Hao. On the palm-sized blood-red spell symbol, countless beast heads and bird heads were struggling and roaring towards Ji Hao, releasing a sky-shaking power vibration.
The blood-red spell symbol moved way too fast, Ji Hao didn't have the time to react, and was bumped heavily on his chest.
The Gold Crow Armour dazzled. The Gold Crow flame was born to be able to destroy evil and kill devils. The blood-red spell symbol clashed against the Gold Crow Armour, and instantly, a small half of those beast souls were killed by the Gold Crow Armour.
But at the same time, the Gold Crow Armour worn by Ji Hao dimmed down, then exploded into countless light streams, dissipating in the air.
After that, the armour worn by Ji Hao glowed with a clear stream of light, which condensed into tens of lotuses, hovering around Ji Hao's body. The blood-red spell symbol and the blood-red lotuses rotated for a while, and within a moment, the two of them had rotated for thousands of times, clashing against each other and letting out countless blood-red light spots. After that, the blood-red spell symbol dispersed, transformed into countless extremely thin beams of blood-red light, and seeped into Ji Hao's armour through the edges of the lotuses.
Ji Hao instantly understood that this armour made by Po had a great defensive power against all kinds of magic attacks and heavy physical attacks, but was a bit weak against spiritual attacks. After all, the material used by Po was only the shell of a spirit scorpion, which was not some rare natural treasure.
Even so, the blood-red light released by the armour still shattered a small half of those beast souls inside the blood-red spell symbol, and only less than half of them managed to break into Ji Hao's body and fiercely imprinted on Ji Hao's chest.
Ji Hao's body was slightly numbed, and he suddenly felt dizzy.
Not only did this blood-red spell symbol contain a spiritual attack, it also contained a trace of extremely vicious and evil bloodline curse. Southern Wasteland Maguspriests were masters of all kinds of curses. Ji Hao grew up with many Maguspriests in the Gold Crow Clan, and was an expert in curses.
He recognized at a glance that this bloodline curse came from those beasts that had been killed. After they were killed, their blood essence was quickly contaminated by some kind of evil power, and then it brewed and purified into an extremely dirty bloodline power, which was mixed together with those beasts' blood essence. Once the evil power provided by millions of beasts drilled into one's body, one could easily imagine what would happen to one who was hit by it.
However, the Gold Crow Armour was hidden in Ji Hao's chest.
Among Ji Hao's ancestors, the first generation of Divine Magi collected the spirit feathers of ancient three-legged Gold Crows and mixed them with tens of kinds of natural treasures to make this Gold Crow Armour. Although Ji Hao couldn't freely control this armour at the moment, this blood-red spell symbol bumped against the Gold Crow Armour by itself.
Along with a slight caw, a stream of golden fiery light flashed across Ji Hao's chest. Instantly, the entire blood-red spell symbol disappeared without leaving even a trace.
If the blood-red spell symbol had attacked any other part of Ji Hao's body, he might have been harmed by the evil curse contained in the blood-red spell symbol. However, the blood-red spell symbol had hit his chest, which meant that Ji Hao had thrown himself into a trap, and failed to cause any harm to Ji Hao.
However, Ji Hao slightly knitted his eyebrows, while all kinds of thoughts popped up in his mind. He howled out with all of his power, bit his tongue tip, then fell backwards while vomiting blood.
Si Wen Ming showed up beside Ji Hao at lightning speed, grabbed him up and disappeared in a few flashes.
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