After this, Byfla stayed behind to deal with the aftermath.
After all, the Sect of Fire had been attacked and many disciples had died.
He didn't have time to care about anything else. The most important thing was to take care of the remaining disciples.
Chen Zhao and Gerlyn would only cause trouble if they stayed.
Then Byfla chased them away.
This wasn't a joke.
The father and daughter stayed in the Sect of Fire for ten minutes.
Byfla went berserk.
Chen Zhao wanted to help take care of the injured.
After all, being a doctor was his main job.
He was confident that he could take care of the injured.
In the end, he imbued vitality into one of the injured.
The injury healed quickly, but it was too effective.
The person Chen Zhao had infused with vitality had been injured in the back.
In the end, because of the excessive vitality, he grew another arm on his back.
Byfla almost fainted from anger.
On one hand, it was because Chen Zhao treated randomly. On the other hand, Chen Zhao's treatment method was too extravagant.
It was even wasteful.
Have you ever seen someone donate to an orphanage only to end up in a bank?
Chen Zhao's treatment method was similar.
Gerlyn was much worse than Chen Zhao.
She ran around the half-destroyed Sect of Fire's base.
When she saw the injured lying on the ground, she ran up to them and poked their wounds.
You even used a very innocent tone to ask me if it hurts?
Was this something a human would do?
The injured knew that Gerlyn was the daughter of their sect leader's friend.
Even if she had tears in her eyes, she shouldn't be angry.
Chen Zhao felt helpless too.
He really wanted to help.
In the end, the father and daughter were chased out of the Sect of Fire's base.
When they returned to the city, it was already midnight.
Compared to a sleepless city like Los Angeles, Istanbul was much quieter.
Of course, Istanbul's historical value was countless times that of Los Angeles.
Under the night sky in Istanbul, there were always countless spiritualists moving about.
The strongest spiritualists in the world were gathered here.
But no one came to cause trouble for the father and daughter.
They returned to the hotel successfully.
Chen Zhao comforted Gerlyn and put her to sleep.
On the other hand, Chen Zhao stood on the balcony of the suite and absorbed the Yin-Yang Qi.
Suddenly, he saw a few spiritualists chasing each other on the road outside the hotel.
Upon closer inspection, he recognized two of them.
They seemed to be Cliff and Ampa.
They were the ones being chased.
The six spiritualists chased after them.
Upon closer inspection, the spiritualists chasing after them seemed to be Indians.
The six spiritualists were clearly stronger than Cliff and Ampa.
However, they seemed to have some misgivings, so they did not use any offensive methods.
Every time he attacked, he would use binding and control spells.
Cliff and Ampa, on the other hand, were barely able to resist.
But looking at the situation, it wouldn't be long before he was defeated and captured.
Chen Zhao considered whether he should attack or how he should do it.
At this moment, an extremely loud gunshot resounded through the night sky.
A spiritualist fell to the ground.
Chen Zhao's vision was excellent, so he could see clearly.
The spiritualist's neck was pierced through, and the powerful penetrating force, coupled with the airflow, almost completely broke the spiritualist's neck.
Raising an eyebrow, Chen Zhao searched the surroundings.
Looking in the direction of the bullet's trajectory, he saw a sniper on the rooftop of a tall building.
It was at least two thousand meters away from the scene.
All the spiritualists present were terrified.
They didn't have the ability to stop bullets.
Now, they had to face a sniper hiding in the dark.
Cliff and Ampa also lay on the ground, not daring to get up.
The sniper's first shot was to attack the people chasing after them.
But who knew what his real goal was?
Just then, there was a second gunshot.
This time, it didn't hit anyone.
However, it left an extremely exaggerated bullet hole in front of the Indians.
The area around the bullet hole seemed to have been corroded by something, leaving a bowl-sized hole.
"They're spiritualists! Everyone, raise your shields!" one of the Indians shouted. At the same time, he rolled on the ground and hid behind a roadblock.
Right now, the sniper in the dark was observing the scene through the scope of his sniper rifle.
"Tsk, tsk … Too slow. I only noticed now," the sniper said proudly.
"Okay, stop talking. Finish it quickly. Don't drag it out."
His partner's voice came from the sniper's earpiece.
"Got it." The sniper switched to regular bullets this time.
He'd used magic bullets for the second shot just to make the spiritualists think that he would continue using magic bullets.
When they used their magic shields.
It was time for the sniper to harvest.
Magic bullets were very different from regular sniper rifle bullets.
Magic bullets had many special additional effects.
Regular bullets, on the other hand, were much simpler — pure physical damage.
If the Necromancers were hiding behind some obstacles, using magic bullets would be the most effective.
The various attributes of magic bullets could help the sniper destroy those obstacles.
But the magic properties of magic bullets weren't strong.
So they could easily be blocked by magic shields.
Everything had its pros and cons, and that was the disadvantage of magic bullets.
But this time, the sniper switched to regular bullets.
Of course, it was normal compared to magic bullets.
But compared to real ordinary small-caliber bullets, it wasn't the case.
Because he wasn't using small-caliber sniper bullets.
It was super-large armor-piercing bullets.
And he wasn't using an ordinary mid-range sniper rifle either.
It was a long-range sniper rifle. In the military, super-large caliber bullets were mostly described as cannons.
With the effect of a sniper rifle and a large-caliber armor-piercing bullet, it could basically penetrate about 60 centimeters of concrete within its range.
Bang!
A sniper rifle shot directly blew up the head of a spiritualist hiding behind a concrete barricade.
It wasn't accurate to say that it was a headshot. It was more like a headshot.
The spiritualist thought that he was protected by a magic shield and a barricade, so he should be safe.
But the power of the sniper rifle taught him a lesson.
"Beautiful." The sniper didn't care that he was in a sniper position. He shouted loudly and excitedly and couldn't help but kiss his rifle again.
"Don't waste time there. Finish the battle quickly."
"Got it. Don't rush me."
The sniper then aimed at the third spiritualist.
He was about to pull the trigger when the sniper suddenly had a very uncomfortable feeling.
It was the feeling of being watched by others.
The sniper immediately rolled and hid in the shadows. At the same time, he tried to determine where the feeling of being watched was coming from.
Through the scope, the sniper finally found where the gaze was coming from.
It was in the hotel next to the position where he was sniping.
A man stood on the balcony of one of the suites.
The man had been watching everything on the battlefield, and at the same time, he was also watching the sniper.
The Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens
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