The prayers on the spiritual level, the physical mudra, and the secret words had all been uttered. However, the coordinated movements of body, mouth, and mind, which should have been one, had inexplicably turned into a clumsy performance.
No matter how casual the Amaterasu Cult was, the power of the fundamental system of divine treasures was not something that could be easily summoned.
Ma Hou did not even understand why his most secretive thoughts would instantly jump to a completely irrelevant and absurd concept. He had already lost his last chance to link with the system of the Fusang Divine Tree.
The follow-up attack of the black fog arrived. Countless cursed rays rained down on him like a storm, crashing into his body and his mind, drowning him in an instant.
Initially, Ma Hou still wanted to struggle, but under the effect of the curse, his sense of coordination and balance had been completely destroyed. Any slight exertion of force would result in a conflict with the movements of the upper and lower parts of the body, and it would lead to unpredictable consequences. His struggle had become a fatal catalyst. In a breath's time, he had completely fallen into a disorderly nightmare from the inside out, from his soul to his body.
Every muscle was twitching and trembling, and every nerve had turned into a dancing snake. There was no logic to speak of. Even though he was stuck to the dry and hard ground, he could still enter a state of extreme excitement. He subconsciously wriggled up and down on the ground, then shivered and lay on the ground, like an old dog that had its final radiance.
"Save me!" Ma Hou could no longer care about anything else. He tried to call for help, but all that came out of his throat were meaningless grunts. He wanted to project his thoughts to the internal communication network, but his mind was also messed up by the swarm of distracting thoughts.
If this continued, Ma Hou suspected that the structure of his body and soul would fall apart at any time. Before that happened, his will was already on the verge of collapse.
Suddenly, a "bang" sound exploded in his ears.
The horse monkey had no idea where he came from, but right after that, the endless rays of cursed light were suddenly cut off. It seemed like it … The horse monkey's senses had dropped to the lowest point ever since he was born. He could only vaguely feel that his chaotic, disordered, and disorderly state seemed to have been alleviated. The stench of saliva, blood, and mud on his face finally stimulated his corresponding senses. Of course, there was also the feeling of stickiness.
Ma Hou didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that his snot, tears, and blood were mixed with mud on his face.
He subconsciously turned over, and he actually succeeded. Sunlight shone down, and the shadow that covered his body and soul in the middle had disappeared at some point. But then, warm liquid drops and broken feathers sprinkled on his face and body like burrs.
As for this logical relationship, he no longer had the energy to think about it.
He panted heavily, and it was only then that he felt the torment of his internal organs. A strong feeling of nausea and the feeling of losing control worked together. A stream of heat gushed out from his throat, eyes, and even his nostrils, like a fountain. But in essence, it was the filth stored in his stomach. It sprayed high, but in the blink of an eye, it sprayed all over his face.
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Ma Hou mumbled as he opened and closed his mouth, but the filth poured in again. He screamed and jumped up without caring about anything else. In the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground and vomited.
"How unfortunate … Are you alright?" Jingxin's concern came late, but he didn't appear. His true body was still thirty kilometers away, and he only sent his greetings through the internal communication network.
Ma Hou was about to vomit his bile out, so he wasn't in the mood to bother with him.
Jingxin also knew of Ma Hou's situation and guessed that he likely didn't know what had happened later. He gave a simple introduction. "Fat Dragon exploded the surveillance vessel and used his flesh and blood to cast a curse that struck the black fog. That fellow was likely injured, but he still managed to escape. Fat Dragon is searching, but there's not much hope. "
"Phew … Phew …"
Ma Hou was still panting heavily. He didn't expect Fat Dragon to avenge him, nor did he expect Jingxin to help him up. They addressed each other as brothers only because of the need for action. Hiding their relationship as members of the Amaterasu Cult was also a requirement for action. They knew each other very well. They were all cold people by nature. Even when Fat Dragon had saved him previously, it was likely because he felt that he could succeed. Under such circumstances, there was no need for Ma Hou to feel resentful … Bullshit!
He wanted to lash out at anyone he saw, but there was only desolate red soil around him. In fact, he had indeed ravaged the desolate plains. Now, there was a shallow pit in the ground, and his crotch was wet and uncomfortable …
What a nightmarish memory!
"F * * k! F * * k! F * * k! "
Ma Hou slammed the ground with all his might, causing dust to fly up.
If he were a person who wanted to be dignified, he might have slit his own throat. Ma Hou wasn't that bad, but the moment he thought of the scene from before, he couldn't help but see stars as his organs burned.
He couldn't understand or accept it. That fellow, the black fog, a coward who only knew how to backstab others, had become so terrifying!
It was also a curse-style attack. It was a method that completely wiped out balance and coordination from the body and soul structure and psyche. It was impossible to defend against or dodge.
If Fat Dragon hadn't taken action, Ma Hou would definitely have died. And the power that ultimately killed him would likely have originated from him.
Anger, humiliation, and fear — negative emotions surged as they constantly drained Ma Hou's energy. He had no intention of getting up.
At that moment, Jingxin urged him. "Are you feeling better? If you are, get up and get to work. "
"Go f * * king die!"
Jingxin wasn't angry. "Were you beaten up by the black fog again? Alright, let's be serious. Go take a look at the spot where the black fog was previously. "
"Look at what?"
"Remember the Horned Demon's speculation? At present, Fat Dragon hasn't caught the black fog, but that fellow has been circling the vicinity without leaving. This doesn't match his cowardly personality at all. Perhaps he really discovered something. Don't be fooled by the fact that he's hiding somewhere. Once we dig out what he's trying to hide, I guarantee he'll jump higher than anyone else! "
Ma Hou's face twitched. Regardless of his mood, he had indeed heard what Jingxin said.
Jingxin struck while the iron was hot. "It's not appropriate for me to appear. It's ideal for an enemy like you to go. Don't worry. Fat Dragon and I will protect you. "
"None of your business!"
Ma Hou spat and spat out the remaining filth in his mouth. He took off his shirt, revealing his thin torso. He wiped his face with the corner of his barely clean shirt, clenched his teeth, and walked towards the target area more than ten kilometers away.
At the end of the day, he was still a B-class expert. Moreover, he was the type of person whose mental and physical aspects were more balanced. When he lost his coordination, he was in a more miserable state. This was equivalent to losing his greatest advantage. From this perspective, the black fog did have a certain restraining effect on him.
However, when he regained his senses and adjusted his recovery speed, it was still quite shocking. At the beginning, he was still dragging his muddy steps, and it was difficult and sluggish. After adapting to the one-kilometer distance, his speed increased rapidly, and he soon recovered his agile and nimble body movement. Other than the sour smell all over his body, which he could not get rid of immediately, and the obvious stains on his crotch area, he was a good man again.
Furthermore, during this process, Jingxin had also sent an olive branch … Ah no, it was the Propping Mulberry Tree's' branch. '
That fellow had learned from the horse monkey's lesson and completed the prayer a long time ago. He established a connection with the "Fusang Divine Tree" in the abyss area, guiding its power and assimilating it. At this moment, he connected with the horse monkey and shared a portion of his perception. He could also use the power of the "Fusang Divine Tree" to help the horse monkey gradually stabilize its emotions.
When they were still two to three kilometers away from the target, Jingxin suddenly said,
"Something's wrong."
"Black fog?" The horse monkey's hair nearly stood on end.
"No, it's just that the feeling here is very different from other places. It's as though some power has interfered with it. There are remnant traces … Horned Demon is indeed a Spirit Medium! Yes, the black fog isn't bad either. It really made him discover a problem. "Jingxin was somewhat excited.
The horse monkey finally jumped out of the shadows of the black fog and thought of the most important mission they had come for today. "Is this the laboratory's door?"
"Yes, it's still too early to make a conclusion. We need to observe further, but the possibility is very high!" Jingxin analyzed the black fog's behavior in passing. "That fellow, the black fog, came for Luo Yuandao's laboratory, but it wasn't willing to take the risk. However, after passing by and seeing some clues, it dispelled the thought of leaving and wanted to monopolize it … This is very much in line with the thoughts of a treasure hunter, but it's not the thoughts of an appraiser. Yes, it's quite reliable."
Jingxin gave his analysis a thumbs up before contacting the Horned Demon. "Quick, come over and take a look. Let's see if it matches!"
In a blink of an eye, he said to the horse monkey, "Be careful. The black fog might jump out at any moment."
However, Jingxin's judgment was wrong this time. The black fog didn't appear again, as though it no longer had any thoughts about this place. Or perhaps it had suffered an incurable injury from its previous battle with Fat Dragon …
Fat Dragon, who had failed in his pursuit, couldn't make a judgment either. He had completely lost track of the black fog.
Jingxin analyzed again, "Perhaps it's afraid. Your relationship with Fat Dragon will likely be exposed. Your identity can't be hidden anymore. Thankfully, everyone knows that he doesn't like to use his brain. It's very normal for him to have someone as his secretary. However, you aren't very competent as a secretary. "
"I'm going to kill him!"
This "him" was naturally referring to him. When the horse monkey didn't see the black fog, his terrible emotions surged again. He paced back and forth on the red ground that didn't look any different. He was extremely vexed. His footsteps became heavier and heavier. Finally, he couldn't help but stomp his feet to vent his frustration.
One kick, two kicks, three kicks …
There was a muffled sound, and the red soil under his feet suddenly collapsed. Before Horse Monkey could regain his balance, there was another long "chi" sound, and hot steam gushed out. Although it was not enough to hurt Horse Monkey, who was a B-class expert, it still gave him a fright. His crotch instinctively shrank back and he jumped back.
"What's that?"
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