sovbooks Chapter 80 The Treasure-rich Girl
Chapter 80 The Treasure-rich Girl
With numerous evil gods simultaneously infusing their divine power, the ones who had the greatest impact on the battle were not the cultists who could withstand the divine power and temporarily cast spells.
Rather, it was those cult members who couldn't withstand the pressure and were directly blown up.
The flesh and blood of these people, fused with the divine power of their respective gods, transformed into a thick, blood-red fog.
The thick, sticky, bloody, and mysterious fog sealed off all the senses of the Imperial Guards, plunging them into a state of complete darkness where they could neither see their own hand in front of their face nor hear a sound.
The cultists were also blinded and deafened, but at this moment they were with God and could look down from above through the eyes of the gods.
Having gained an absolute informational advantage, the cultists seized the initiative and launched a frenzied attack.
Within moments, dozens of Imperial Guards were killed.
But the Embroidered Uniform Guard quickly regained their footing.
Whether it's the Eastern Garrison Command, which fights cults daily, the Western Garrison Command, which has been through countless battles on the frontier, or the elite troops of the Northern Garrison Command drawn from the Eastern and Western Garrison Commands, there are no weaklings among them.
After overcoming the initial discomfort, the Imperial Guards adapted to the closed state of sight and hearing, and relied solely on their killing instincts to withstand the attacks of the cultists.
In Chang Yuan's team, Lu Linglong pulled out one treasure after another from her waist.
What bronze mirrors, water basins, sextants, star charts, Yi-gui instruments...
Despite the presence of dozens of various treasures designed for detection, none of them could penetrate the thick crimson fog, causing the young woman, Baihu, to turn pale.
Finally, she even took out a pair of crystal glasses and put them on her nose, but still shook her head in disappointment.
"No, I can't see clearly with my magical artifacts, so I can't fight this battle."
Upon seeing so many treasures, Chang Yuan and his men were dumbfounded.
Those are dozens of magical artifacts, each worth as much as the smallest mansion in the capital.
The Ai-Dai glasses were an even higher-grade artifact for concentrating the mind, their value far exceeding the comprehension of the Imperial Guards.
The problem is that all of these dozens of treasures are for detection and deception. Surely this young female commander of the Imperial Guards can't only have gold and silver revolvers as offensive treasures, right?
The girl's marksmanship was mediocre, indicating that the pair of magically enhanced guns were not her main weapons, but rather something she had temporarily acquired to play with.
The bigger problem is that dozens of treasures piled together make a considerable amount of money. How could they possibly be taken out simply from the waist?
there is only one truth!
Lu Linglong had a storage space treasure hidden at her waist, which was at least a third-tier Origin Tracing Magic Treasure.
Its value...is immeasurable!
This is why Chang Yuan used the Jiajing porcelain gourd himself immediately after obtaining it, without daring to tell anyone.
Its value is so immense that it exceeds the limits of loyalty and human nature.
Even if Chang Yuan offered the treasures to the commander, he wouldn't believe that Chang Yuan had handed them all over.
For Chang Yuan, even the slightest doubt would be a catastrophe.
In short, Lu Linglong, who looks beautiful, exudes a heroic spirit, and speaks very kindly, is a true multi-talented young woman and a billionaire.
Truly super super thighs!
The future looks very promising!
On the other hand, Chang Yuan also discovered that his cheat tags had incredible effects.
Even though dozens of anti-detection treasures cannot see through the divine blood mist, the "precision" attribute can still lock onto the enemy inside it.
It can be said that it has no impact whatsoever.
Chang Yuan's confidence soared, and his blood boiled with excitement!
He raised his revolver and muttered, "If I can't get rid of the sorcery, I'll get rid of the person who cast it."
"In the Ming Dynasty, I refuse to believe that evil magic cannot be broken even after a person dies!"
The entry's "precise" targeting penetrated layers of blood mist and illusions, clearly capturing the trajectory and running speed of the charging cultists.
boom!
A cultist who was gathering black divine power in his hands and firing out a series of bone-corroding shadow arrows had a red dot appear between his eyebrows and a black and white brain flower exploded on the back of his head.
Without a sound, he collapsed to the ground, the shadow arrows in his hands striking his own body, instantly corroding his upper body into a skeleton.
Immediately afterwards, Chang Yuan moved the muzzle of his gun and aimed at a cultist whose entire body was covered in scarlet blood-red curse marks.
boom!
laugh--!
Chang Yuan couldn't see what was happening in the blood mist, but the "precise" lock-on was still there, and the sound of the bullet hitting something didn't feel right.
If you didn't kill it, then continue!
boom! boom! boom!
Bullets were fired in succession, each one hitting the locked-on brow with pinpoint accuracy.
Chang Yuan used a little trick: the first bullet was fired in a straight line, while the next two bullets were fired in arcs at different angles, hitting the center of the forehead from different directions.
laugh--!
Thud! Thud!
The first straight-line trajectory failed again, but fortunately the second and third shots produced the sound of bullets hitting flesh and eliminated the feeling of being locked on.
The person was beaten to death.
It's just unclear whether this was the result of the second or third shot.
Just as Chang Yuan hesitated about which target to fire the last bullet, three invisible, dark blue-green spiritual ropes quietly extended and wrapped around Li Hui's ankle in front of him.
The spiritual rope was fast and silent, completely invisible in the night, and Li Hui was completely unaware of it.
The Spirit Rope is extremely vicious. Once it wraps around the ankle, the power of some evil god will invade the body and attack the internal organs along the meridians.
The final result is that the corpse poison erupts from the inside out, the internal organs rot first, and the person dies painfully.
Fortunately, Lu Linglong's dozens of treasures that could dispel illusions were not given away for nothing.
She noticed Ling Suo's approach in time, took two steps forward, and kicked Li Hui in the butt, sending him flying seven or eight meters away, thus avoiding Ling Suo's entanglement.
After noticing the existence of the Spirit Rope, Chang Yuan instantly used the term "precise" to capture and lock onto the high-level cultist who was performing evil magic.
boom!
Before the cultist could react, the bullet pierced through the blood mist and struck him precisely between the eyebrows.
The cultist's body stiffened and he fell to the ground. The Soul-Locking Rope in his hand shattered into black smoke, which then invaded his body and violently corroded his flesh.
After being attacked in return, Chang Yuan stopped bothering to distinguish the strength of the enemy and simply used the distance as the order of attack.
He reloaded at lightning speed, then aimed at the target's forehead and fired.
Six gunshots rang out, and six cult members were shot in the forehead or temple. The lock on five of them was immediately broken, proving that the person had been killed.
The only exception is when the lock disappears and the device is "precisely" locked again.
Chang Yuan laughed: "This feels like a substitution trick; this is a big fish!"
Without the slightest hesitation, he reloaded and fired three bullets in one go, one in a straight line and the other in a left-right arc.
The feeling of being locked out reappeared after it disappeared, and then disappeared completely.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible spiritual force swept over Chang Yuan's elite cavalry squad.
A violently distorted light appeared before Chang Yuan and the others, which quickly transformed into an illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with countless ferocious evil gods and ghosts rushing towards them in layers.
The illusions were incredibly realistic, and the sounds of roars, screams, and curses echoed in their ears, attempting to drive the elite guards to madness.
Chang Yuan ignored this and continued firing at the nearest cult members.