The criminals were like cats with their hair standing on end. Their bodies were tense and arched.
They all saw it!
The guy had been shot in the head, but he didn't die …
No, he was fine!
Chen Zhao looked at the old man on the roof.
The old man instantly tensed up. In front of him, there were countless threads surging towards him like a huge river.
It was ten times more turbulent than the first time Chen Zhao had attacked.
He was the only one who could see those threads.
Most of them were red, and they were made up of messy threads.
Only a small portion of the threads were green.
There was also a small portion that was made up of black silk.
The red thread represented danger, while the green thread represented safety.
Black meant death. If one touched a black thread, their life would be in danger.
The old man had never faced an enemy like this before.
He used his magic with all his might to grab the green threads.
However, the red threads continued to attack the old man in a frenzy.
The old man spat out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly, all the red and black threads turned green.
Chen Zhao also stopped. "That's weird. Did the old man go berserk? I didn't even touch him. How did he get hurt? "
The old man was depressed. He didn't expect the danger to be resolved by spitting blood.
"He's using a huge amount of magic," Byfla egged him on. "That's why he spat blood. You better stop looking down on him."
"Really? Then I'll be more serious too. "
The old man's scalp was about to explode because countless threads had appeared before him again.
If the silk thread looked like a big river last time, then the silk thread this time looked like a torrent.
Most of them were red. About one-fifth were black.
In this torrent, there were only a few extremely rare strands of green silk.
The old man really regretted it this time.
He'd thought that he should be at the top.
He felt that even if he faced Celestial Master Zhang, the so-called top person in the world.
He could still put up a fight.
In the past, he'd faced countless strong people.
Many of them were shockingly powerful.
But even the shockingly powerful ones.
When he used the Prophet spell, most of the people he faced were green threads.
So he could always easily resolve his opponent's attacks.
But this man was like a demon king.
He couldn't see any hope of winning.
In this torrent, black and red mixed together, painting a terrifying scene.
At the same time, it made it even harder for him to resist.
The green thread also became unstable, as if it would snap at any time.
The old man wanted to grab the green thread, but in the blink of an eye, it was washed away by the red and black torrents.
He had missed a golden opportunity, but the old man had fallen into an illusion given by the future.
The next moment, the old man felt pain on his cheek.
Chen Zhao's fist landed on his face.
The middle-aged woman and the young man, who had been smug just a moment ago, all revealed looks of disbelief.
They even forgot to help the old man up.
Chen Zhao looked at his fist.
"So weak, so disappointing."
The old man covered his face, and his magic almost collapsed.
Although his prophetic magic was very powerful, it could even be said to be a bug-level magic.
But at the same time, there were huge risks.
If he was facing an opponent so strong that he couldn't surpass him …
In that case, he would also be affected by the magic of the Prophet.
Coupled with Chen Zhao's punch, he was seriously injured.
"Help me up. Let's go." The old man covered his face. At the moment, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
The middle-aged woman and the young man hurriedly helped the old man up and left the scene in a hurry.
When the criminals saw the three on the roof, they disappeared with a whoosh.
Chen Zhao immediately felt that something was wrong. These people didn't seem to be normal people.
Chen Zhao turned to Byfla. "Byfla, it's about time, right?"
"Yes, let's start now."
Suddenly, countless pools of dark magma appeared under Chen Zhao's feet.
The dark magma instantly spread in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the entire street was covered in dark magma.
"You lost." A victorious smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face.
But just then, the criminals fell down one after another.
"No, you lost." Byfla's lips curled up.
Chen Zhao's pupils constricted. He had no idea how Byfla did it.
There were no energy waves. The criminals didn't seem to have been attacked either.
Like dominoes, they fell one after another.
Chen Zhao also moved. The dark magma on the ground turned into a mountain of knives.
In an instant, dozens of criminals were minced at the same time.
The fight came to an end.
The two top spiritualists in the spiritual world didn't even give the criminals a chance to fight back.
It started instantly and ended instantly.
"You didn't win," Chen Zhao said indifferently. "It's obvious that I have more prey."
"No, your so-called prey has already been killed by me," Byfla said, shaking his head.
"You can't prove that you've killed them." Chen Zhao shrugged. "Plus, how can you say that?"
No one was willing to admit defeat in this fight. After all, there wasn't a clear winner.
Of course, they all thought that they'd won.
Byfla stretched out his hand. Black blood rose from the corpses he'd killed and gathered in his palm.
Chen Zhao's dark magma started collecting blood too. He realized that the criminals' blood was black.
"Why is their blood black?"
"It's a mark. The mark that the organizers put on the prey," Byfla said.
"Oh, what spell was that? I didn't feel you attack at all. How did you kill them? "
"If you admit defeat, I'll tell you. As a mortal, you should feel honored that I gave you this chance."
Chen Zhao's face twitched. "F * ck off."
Chen Zhao didn't want to admit defeat, but he still recalled every detail of the scene.
How did Byfla kill so many criminals?
It was too strange. They clearly didn't do anything, but the criminals fell like wheat.
It was as if they'd been killed by Byfla's gaze.
"Do you really want to know?" Byfla asked.
"Yes."
"Then I won't tell you."
"You're really annoying. Do you know that?"
"People who hate me are jealous of my status, power, and charisma."
Chen Zhao pursed his lips. "Let's go and find the Forgotten Cave."
"There's no need. I know where it is."
"Where?" Chen Zhao regretted asking the question.
With Byfla's personality, he would definitely argue with him.
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