in2ebook Chapter 299: 1 snap of fingers, "Snap"
Chapter 299: 1 snap of fingers, "Snap"
In the grove outside the fasting house,
The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight cast mottled shadows through the sparse leaves.
In this silent forest, three figures stood quietly. They were the second, eleventh, and fifth seats of the [Believers].
Originally they were tied together, the ropes tightly bound their bodies, making them unable to move.
Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on the second seat's face, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
He raised his head slightly, as if feeling the return of some kind of strength. There was a hint of unconcealable joy in his voice:
"My power is back and no longer suppressed!" His voice was particularly clear in the silent woods, like a ray of dawn in the darkness.
As his words fell, his body shook slightly, as if an invisible force awakened in him.
Immediately afterwards, tiny streams of spatial force surged out from his body. These forces wrapped around his body like silk threads, flashing with faint light.
These spatial forces quickly condensed to form a powerful energy field, which instantly shattered the ropes that bound the three of them.
Under the impact of the force of space, the rope turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.
"Damn little fat guy, he made us tied up in such a humiliating way for a whole night, I'm going to kill him!" The eleventh seat roared angrily, his voice filled with a long-suppressed rage.
There was a fierce glint in his eyes, as if he wanted to cut the fat boy into pieces.
He jumped up angrily, his body drawing a graceful arc in the air and making a dull sound when he landed, as if venting his anger.
The fifth seat also had a grim expression, his eyes shone with gloom and anger. He gritted his teeth slightly and cursed softly:
"This fat guy actually dared to do this to us. He's really courting death!"
There was a hint of gnashing hatred in his voice, as if his hatred for the fat boy had penetrated deep into his bones.
The second seat raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of impatience and contempt in his eyes, and glanced at the eleventh seat and the fifth seat.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, as if he was disdainful of their anger and complaints:
"Aren't you two ashamed enough?" His voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to strike at their self-esteem.
He continued:
"Stop whining. You two are sleeping so soundly even though you're tied up like this. Are you pigs?"
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Not only were they tied up all night, but they also slept so soundly, which is simply unbelievable.
The expressions of the eleventh and fifth seats instantly became awkward. They looked at each other, a trace of shame flashing in their eyes.
The Eleventh Seat's face flushed slightly. He lowered his head, not daring to look into the Second Seat's eyes, and muttered softly:
"I...I'm just so tired."
The fifth seat also lowered his head, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, and he said softly:
"Yeah, I'm tied up, nothing to do, no sleep, so what to do."
When the second seat saw their reaction, his brows slightly turned cold, and there was a hint of severity in his eyes.
His tone suddenly became serious:
"Don't worry about these things for now. The most important thing is to complete the mission. If the mission is not completed, what will you two do?"
There was an unquestionable authority in his voice, reminding them that the importance of the mission far outweighed personal face and emotions.
When the two heard this, they immediately put away their embarrassment and complaints, raised their heads together, and there was a hint of determination in their eyes.
The eleventh seat gritted his teeth and whispered:
"Yes, Second Seat, we understand."
The fifth seat also nodded, with a hint of determination in his tone:
"We will do our best to complete the task."
The fifth seat slowly raised his head, his eyes looking through the night sky towards the fasting place in the darkness not far away.
The originally bright lights were all extinguished at this moment, leaving only a deep darkness, as if swallowed by some invisible force.
However, even in the darkness, one could feel the chaos and noise coming from there.
In the distance, people's roars and shouts could be heard, their voices mixed with anger, fear and fanaticism.
These sounds intertwined in the night sky like a chaotic symphony.
Occasionally, you can hear the "sizzling" sound of lightning, the "crackling" sound of flames burning, and the "crunching" sound of ice breaking.
The collision of these elements makes the entire fasting place seem particularly strange and dangerous.
Even more disturbing was the storm of bullets and steel that raged in the darkness, punctuated by occasional explosions that sounded like the release of some powerful energy.
Each explosion was accompanied by dazzling light and deafening sound, tearing apart the surrounding darkness.
The entire fasting center fell into a state of extreme chaos, as if a doomsday battle was taking place.
The fifth seat's eyebrows raised slightly, and a hint of excitement and anticipation flashed in his eyes.
He murmured softly:
"Wow! It's so lively in there! Such a beautiful view really excites me. It's time for us to perform."
There was a hint of barely concealed excitement in his voice, full of eagerness for the chaos to come.
He turned his head and looked at the second and eleventh seats beside him, his eyes showing a hint of eagerness:
"Are you ready? This is a rare feast. It would be a shame to miss it."
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a ferocious smile, and he couldn't wait to join in the chaos.
A hint of fanatical excitement also flashed across the face of the eleventh seat. There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to join the battle.
He shouted loudly:
"My sword has been thirsty for a long time!!!"
There was an irrepressible impulse and enthusiasm in his voice.
As he spoke, he suddenly reached into his crotch and pulled out a huge nine-ring machete.
The blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and the nine iron rings on the handle swayed gently, making a "clattering" sound, as if cheering for the upcoming battle.
The second seat stood aside, his eyes calm and deep, as if he didn't care about the impulse of the eleventh seat.
His voice was low and steady:
"Now that you two are ready, let's go.
The inside has already begun, we must cooperate with the inside and outside to complete the mission as soon as possible! "
He glanced at the eleventh and fifth seats, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable seriousness.
"Don't let anything go wrong, or it will be bad if the Master comes back!"
After saying that, the second seat casually drew a line in front of his face with his hand. His movement was so light that it seemed as if it was just a trace in the air.
However, as he moved, a silver-white space crack instantly appeared in front of him.
The crack was like a torn hole in time and space, flashing with a faint light, as if connecting to another world.
The second seat stepped into the crack without hesitation, and his figure instantly disappeared in the light.
The eleventh seat and the fifth seat looked at each other, their eyes revealing a hint of excitement and enthusiasm.
The eleventh seat held the nine-ring machete tightly in his hand, and the blade was particularly eye-catching in the night.
The fifth seat nodded slightly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, the two followed the second seat's footsteps and stepped into the silver-white space crack.
In an instant, they were also swallowed by the light and disappeared on the spot.
.......
The moment Lin Qiye stepped out of the steel gate of Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital and entered the prison activity area, his eyes were slightly stunned.
The scene outside the gate was completely different from what he expected. The area that should have been a chaotic activity area was now unusually quiet.
Opposite him, two figures with terrifying auras stood not far from the gate.
Their figures appeared particularly tall and majestic in the dim environment, as if they were two unshakable mountains.
A brilliant light flashed in the hands of the two men, and the light seemed particularly dazzling in the night, as if it were two sharp blades tearing through the darkness.
Their movements were swift and powerful, as if they were about to break down the door and enter the mental hospital.
Lin Qiye also knew these two people.
They are two [believers] of the Ancient God Church, terrifying and dangerous elements.
Under normal circumstances, Lin Qiye might not be surprised at all when facing them.
However, the situation at this moment is completely different.
The suppressive power of the Zhenxu Monument has disappeared, and the strength of these two people seems to have fully recovered, which makes Lin Qiye's heart stir.
His eyes quickly swept over the two of them.
Wuliang? Klein?
The names of these two realms kept flashing in his mind, each representing unimaginable power.
Lin Qiye's mind was full of speculations. His breathing quickened slightly, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
The fourth and sixth seats stood outside the steel alloy gate, their eyes fixed on the direction of the gate.
They were also extremely surprised at this moment.
I was just about to blast the door open.
After all, the heavy alloy material of the door gleamed coldly under the light, as if it were an insurmountable barrier.
However, at this moment, the door suddenly made a low "creak" sound and slowly slid open to both sides.
As the door opened, two figures suddenly jumped out.
The fourth and sixth seats showed a hint of surprise on their faces.
I didn't expect such a good thing to happen.
Could it be that I encountered the so-called open-door party?
However, when they saw the faces of the two men clearly, the fourth seat suddenly showed a sneer on his face, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Hahaha! Looks like we're lucky, buy one get two free!" The voice of the fourth seat was low and hoarse, with an excitement that was hard to conceal.
His eyes swept over Lin Qiye and Zhang Yun, revealing a hint of cunning.
"I thought I'd just come to the mental hospital and deal with Wu Tongxuan, but I didn't expect to run into Lin Qiye and Zhang Yun, who were on the must-kill list issued by Master Yiyu!"
The sixth seat also had an eager look in his eyes, with a greedy glint in his eyes, as if he saw huge benefits.
He took a step forward and whispered:
"I'm afraid we're going to make a fortune this time!" There was a hint of urgency in his voice, as if he couldn't wait to take action.
Lin Qiye and Zhang Yun stood inside the gate. Facing these two ferocious believers, Lin Qiye's expression changed slightly.
A hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.
Rolling his eyes.
Instantly protected Zhang Yun in front of him
A generous smile:
"Zhang Yun, they're in your hands!"
Zhang Yun turned his head and glanced at Lin Qiye, then rolled his eyes.
secret passage,
What the hell!
What happened during these seven nights?
How did you learn bad things?
This backhand protected me in front of him.
So smooth.
So silky.
It's simply the opposite of Tiangang.
Is he still the righteous Lin Qiye that I know?