Inside Xinhuo Academy, Fang You opened the panel and entered the strange world exploration module.
In the small map, the golden dots representing the legend of Xinhuo were flashing and spreading around. Their flying speed was extremely fast. Even in the exploration map that was reduced by thousands of times, the movement speed of the golden dots was still very fast.
Fang You stared at these small dots, and from time to time switched his vision to these myths.
He can't let up.
Although he never leaves the college, the ultra-long-distance support he provides is a very important part of the plan.
Times have changed.
Today, Instructor Fang’s ultra-long-range support includes tactical retreat, ultra-long-range observation, tactical guidance, force projection, etc. It is no longer the support that could only be watched in the early days.
"Now, we have to race against time."
"Concealment is no longer important. We will be discovered sooner or later."
"What's more, the evil god camp..."
He has confirmed that there is a more direct conflict of interest between the evil god camps.
The indescribable evil god is about to awaken.
The servants all want their own gods to wake up sooner. At the same time, they don't want other evil gods to wake up!
Spreading, assassination, destruction, sniping, there has long been a melee in the middle ghost world.
If we look at it optimistically, the Black River camp's ritual of spreading disaster might be destroyed without them having to do anything.
But how could he possibly place his hopes on the evil god camp?
Time is running out for humans!
With every day that passes, hundreds of millions more humans will become the living dead.
Even if the disaster ritual was really destroyed by other evil gods' servants, for example, the Bloody Emperor, the loss of the Black River camp would only be the delay in the awakening of the Twisted Black River, but what they humans would lose would be the lives of tens of millions!
Therefore, time is life.
With all kinds of tactical props hanging on his body, the myth that set out from Xinhuo Academy maintained an extremely fast flying speed.
They just tried their best to restrain their spirit and fly fast without attracting the attention of the seven-star evil spirits. There was no need to worry about the ordinary evil spirits. They flew by with a whistling sound, rolling up the gray mist and leaving the small evil spirits staring at each other.
…
Yunhui Realm,
The old Lord of Chisha sits in the middle, ready to provide assistance at any time.
If he took action, he could easily kill the Seven Awakening Myths and destroy several sources of disasters. However, this would only make the minions of the evil god more vigilant, making it difficult to eliminate the more dangerous sources of disasters that contained more calamity power.
Just when the old Lord of Chisha was thinking about how to break the impasse, the news of the Xinhuo Academy's legendary rise reached his ears.
"A lot of myths, how many?"
"Ten? Twenty? Thirty?"
The myth in front of him hesitated and said carefully, "There may be more than that. The exact number is unknown, but according to eyewitnesses, there may be more than 30."
The old Lord of Chisha: "!!!"
Dragon Myth continued, "We suspect that some of them are new myths who have just been promoted. After all, there are many geniuses with good foundation and potential among the core students recruited by Xinhuo Academy. It's just that most of the geniuses can't gather the materials for the Seven Awakening Ceremony by themselves, nor do they have the corresponding knowledge."
They, the Red Sand Country, had discovered similar geniuses before.
However, the ghost world has never lacked geniuses. And even if there are geniuses, unless they are outstanding enough to surpass an era, otherwise, the top forces don't care.
Their resources are equally limited. Between cultivating a genius as a direct descendant and cultivating a stronger genius without any blood relationship, they will definitely choose the former.
“But this number is still too exaggerated. Myths are not easy to come by!” said the current Lord of Akasaga.
"really."
Dragon Mythology said, "So, either Xinhuo Academy has a promotion ceremony that can mass-produce 'pseudo-myths', or Xinhuo Academy has hidden 100 million hands before."
“I tend to think it’s a little bit of all three.”
After he finished speaking, the old Lord Chisha took over and said, "No matter what, Xinhuo Academy is now our ally. The stronger the ally, the more confident we will be in dealing with the disaster. This is good news."
"only……"
The situation remains grim.
There are many myths about Xinhuo Academy, but there are even more myths about the evil god camp, as well as the sources of disasters scattered throughout the domain.
Even if there were dozens more myths, it would be of some help to the current situation, but it would not be enough.
What the old Lord Akasaga is currently thinking about is whether there is any way to cut off the connection between the sources of the disaster.
If they can do this, they will be able to eliminate the sources of disaster one by one.
They are already doing research in the Red Sand Country, but it is not easy to do research involving laws, and it is difficult to come up with breakthrough results in a short period of time.
What they have to do now is to find a sequence of eliminating the source of disaster with the least harm while defending the oasis position.
——Eliminating the source of the disaster will cause the remaining disasters to be transferred and accumulated. Since they cannot avoid it completely, they can only choose to save the more important oasis.
This is not a solution.
The other six countries had similar ideas.
They were surprised at the number of Xinhuo Academy myths. Some countries had more than one demigod, but their number of Seven Awakening myths was still small, far less than Xinhuo Academy.
But at the moment, the countries were only slightly surprised and their attention was focused on the disaster.
They tried their best to find a breakthrough and also hoped that Xinhuo College could give some surprises.
"Lord, Xinhuo Academy asks us to share information about the source of the disaster. Should we...?"
"allow!"
…
Shrouded in gray fog, on a land filled with dead and rotten trees and ruins of buildings, two golden streams of light wrapped in charm flew past at low altitude, startling a strange and evil scene.
They are the Xinhuo Academy, two mediocre core students, a pair of twin brothers.
Dragon Strategy One.
Dragon Tactics II.
The mission was fraught with dangers, and the two brothers were not afraid at all.
Can I retreat? There is no such thing.
A drop of water should be repaid with a spring.
Out of gratitude for the missionary work of the myth, they are willing to go through fire and water for the organization and their mentors!
What's more,
They are already legends, they have endless energy, they are high-spirited, they are completely ignited.
"war!"
In the cleanup plan, the myths work in groups of two and are responsible for finding and locating the source of the disaster.
The two myths teamed up to ensure that they would still have some resistance when faced with a disaster.
Only in this way can they hold out until reinforcements arrive.
The source of the disaster that the Long Tao brothers were responsible for was a little further away from the academy. As they flew, they kept refreshing the task information on the panel, and learned that a team had already cleared the evil spirits around the source of the disaster and guided Master Xiao Huan to eliminate the target.
They're a little behind.
"Don't be impatient." The elder brother was more steady. "Our mission sequence is relatively late. According to the plan, it will take another 1,800 seconds before it's our turn. We must act strictly according to the mission requirements. Don't be too fast, and don't be too slow."
My brother read the mission carefully and attended the pre-war mobilization meeting.
He knew very well that going too fast was not a good thing.
The two brothers needed to arrive at a specific battlefield at a specific time. If they arrived too quickly, it might disrupt the layout of the big shots in the courtyard.
The two brothers are legends, and he is eager to gain military merit, but obeying orders is the first priority.
Besides, myths don’t seem to be that noble.
They used to look up and could hardly see the mythical figures, but when they stepped into the sky and were in the big environment of Xinhuo Academy, they, who were already myths... became more humble.
"We're almost there," said the elder brother. "Be careful."
"Um!"
The two brothers slowed down their flying speed and raised their alertness to the peak. Their divine thoughts spread out from their foreheads, sweeping over the areas several kilometers, dozens of kilometers, and even hundreds of kilometers in front of them.
“Found it!”
In the distance, a dirty black river split the earth and surged towards the end of the sight.
In the areas outside the oasis, most rivers were turbid, and many were gray and black. However, the river in front of him was still too turbid and black, just like the oases that were directly covered by the filthy power.
In the middle section of this dirty river, the river surface suddenly bulged, forming a huge object like a pustule.
A thick ominous and terrifying aura emanated from this object.
It makes people feel scared and their scalp tingles!
If an ordinary awakened person saw this huge abscess, he would most likely go crazy on the spot and become a zombie. After all, the Long Tao brothers were myths. They stabilized their minds and focused the light of their will to suppress the slight discomfort that suddenly emerged, but they still had some palpitations.
"This must be the source of the disaster."
"Brother, look at me breaking him!"
Long Taoer suddenly swung his fist.
The cannon fist wrapped in thunder and lightning tore through the air, making a roaring sound and pushing away the rolling clouds. After smashing dozens of ordinary evil spirits, this peak cannon fist fell directly on the source of the disaster.
Then, nothing happened.
"With our strength, it is far from enough to destroy the mark of the evil god. We just need to report the information and clear out the mid- and high-level evil spirits around us."
The evil spirits in this area are not troublesome. There is not a single seven-star evil spirit in sight. There are only a dozen six-star ones, and there are perhaps hundreds of thousands or millions of evil spirits gathered around the source of the disaster.
The number is a bit too much, but they don’t need to wipe out all these evil spirits.
The two brothers began hunting.
But just as they entered deeper into the evil tide and flew closer to the source of the disaster , their expressions suddenly changed.
Horrible figures appeared one after another around.
Four evil god servants, two rare seven-star evil spirits, and a considerable number of ordinary evil god minions.
This is a trap.
However, their previous attempts to detect it with their divine sense had failed to discover anything.
“Hehehehe——”
"Oops!"
Long Taoyi quickly changed the reported information, but before he finished writing it, the "hehehe" laughter stopped abruptly.
A slender hand tore through the space, tearing the body of the evil god's servant apart along with it.
The next moment, the owner of the hand appeared not far from the two brothers and smacked his lips, "Your smile is too ugly."
The evil god's servant slowly fell.
With an incredulous look in his eyes, he seemed to say, "You have no moral principles."
"To deal with the evil god's lackeys, there is no need to talk about martial ethics. Let's fight together!"
Xiao Huan shouted.
In the end, I discovered that there seemed to be fewer people here.
Oh, that's okay.
…
The minions of the evil god passed away peacefully.
They were numerous and powerful, and they had set up ritual traps around them, but for Xiaohuan who could travel freely through space, fixed rituals were meaningless.
Having a large number of people is meaningless in the face of absolute power.
Soon when An Jianyou summoned several seven-star evil spirits, they gained the upper hand in terms of mythical-level combat power.
Slightly more in number.
Overwhelming strength.
"Miss An and I are killing people!" said Xiao Huan.
And she wasn't just responsible for Gaga, she also got a kill.
"Next place, let's go."
…
In front of the Nth source of disaster, Xiao Huanhao brought Miss An here.
An Jianyou sat on a miniature legendary palace artifact, with black mist gushing out of his body and sinking into the evil babies. He then attacked the evil god's servants and the evil spirits not far away.
Xiao Huan took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and teleported to the source of the disaster. Holding the "Spear of Breaking the Way", he stabbed the huge abscess fiercely.
Puff——
The abscess suddenly shrank, and countless filthy water flowed out and splashed, then quickly disappeared under the power of the Spear of Destruction.
This scarlet-level anti-law artifact can not only destroy the source of disaster in one blow, but also eliminate its remaining power more thoroughly.
In other words, it can reduce the disastrous force flowing to other regions.
However, it's just less, but it still exists.
Therefore, Xiao Huan and his friend still have to race against time.
They often kill with one strike and leave in seconds.
Well versed in the ways of speed and stealth.
He doesn't care much about the evil god's servants and the Seven Stars Evil around him.
It's not that she doesn't want to kill, it's just a waste of time and energy. An Jianyou can kill several mythical warriors in a short period of time, but her mentor told her that this mission requires more persistence, so she chose an efficient and economical way of fighting.
But there are also some who care.
Before Xiao Huan leaves, there is one thing he must do - salvage the fallen items from the source of the disaster.
She may not get a kill, but she cannot fall behind financially, as the organization is very poor right now.
An Jianyou also thought so. It is very important to be thrifty and manage the household well.
“So far, it’s going very smoothly.”
Inside the academy, Fang You fixed one field of vision on An Jianyou, and opened several more fields of vision at the same time, constantly patrolling each coordinate team.
There were also some unexpected events during this period.
The Long Tao brothers were ambushed, but the enemy was more martial, and before they had a chance to fight... they were beaten, Xiao Huan arrived and killed the evil god's servants.
But some teams were ambushed, and they were injured and in trouble.
Some students were seriously injured in the enemy's sneak attack. Seeing that Xiao Huan was unable to jump to the space to help, Instructor Fang took action.
"Glorious blessings!"
"Four Symbols Barrier!"
He used two epic skills and burned the power of faith as fuel to amplify the two skills.
It also consumes the power of destiny, and sends this power along the invisible string of destiny to the designated secondary apostle of destiny.
The Glorious Blessing heals injuries and increases combat power, allowing the two myths to exert combat power beyond their peak even when injured.
The four-symbol barrier weaves together to form a safe place where people can stay there for a while.
He held on until Xiao Huan and An Jianyou arrived, and then he started killing people indiscriminately.
"The flaw in this strategy is that mobility is entirely dependent on Xiao Huan."
He kept the dimensional palace in his hand, so when necessary, he could use it to travel through space and go to a certain place to provide support.
But even in the dimensional palace, the speed of traveling through space is not as fast as Xiao Huan.
Rather than saying that the strategy was flawed, it would be better to say that Xiao Huan was too buggy. She supported the entire strategy on her own.
The vast domain of Yunhui.
The myth of the seven countries that were trying to eliminate the source of the disaster was already stunned.
"In just one day, Xinhuo Academy has eliminated most of the disaster sources in Luofeng Domain and other large domains?"
How fast it is!
They couldn't guess what means Xinhuo Academy used, but there was no doubt that the news was exciting.
"But don't be careless."
The demigod of Yuntu, Old Man Yunzhong, had wisdom in his eyes. "Not long ago, we had a battle with the evil god's servants in the demigod realm, and we were at a disadvantage."
"As for the outside of Yunhui Territory, perhaps the evil god camp had invested less manpower before, but the record of Xinhuo Academy must have attracted their attention and hostility. Next, the minions of the evil god will most likely set traps to target us."
"Send my words to Xinhuo Academy and ask them to be more careful."
now,
The entrance to Xinhuo Academy was attacked by the evil god's servants.
Two demigods and eight myths attacked and killed them brazenly. There were also tens of millions of evil spirits surging.
Vice Dean Liu Feng took action and dealt with the two demigods alone.
A white light curtain rose at the same time.
Inside the academy, four statues of deep-sea dragon turtles and ancient rock dragons roared and flew out from the secret realm.
A fight broke out.
At the same time,
On a black river in the neighboring area.
"Emmmm, we seem to have been ambushed."
In the sky and underground, the black rituals spread out like a huge net, locking up the numerous spaces.
Xiao Huan's color changed.
An Jianyou broke out in a cold sweat.
She glanced around, "Two demigods."
Hearing this, Xiao Huan broke out in a cold sweat. "We are just two weak, pitiful and helpless little myths. These minions of the evil god are too unethical. How can they bully the weak?"
"Master, help me~!"
The evil god's servants would not pay attention to her crying, but they were indeed a little surprised that the ones who ruined their plans and affected the great lord's awakening were actually two delicate human women?
They certainly don't discriminate on sex. In their eyes, all human beings, male and female, are one species, and there are also extremely strong female humans.
But the two in front of him, one crying and the other trembling, neither of them looked like strong men.
"Whatever."
"Just kill him."
"I love tearing these delicate humans apart the most."
“Hehehehe——”
Gray fog filled the air.
There are also strands of black floating in the gray.
The black fog is getting thicker.
An Jianyou, with his hair hanging down and seemingly shaking his shoulders, slowly raised his head.
Her eyes are darker than the abyss and colder than the frozen earth.
A sticky black mist emanated from her body, faintly resonating with the black mist that filled the surrounding sky and earth.
The wind was howling and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.
One after another, hideous and terrifying giant shadows appeared, wrapped in black fog.
An Jianyou clenched his teeth.
She was afraid.
But she had to stand in front of her little sister Xiaohuan and face the power of the demigod.
The demigod in the evil god camp is indeed... terrifying and filthy!
She could see one terrifying silhouette after another from them.
This is horrible!
tear——
A strange and evil figure in red suddenly appeared, and with a roll of red silk, it wrapped around the two myths and tore their bodies apart.
The man in red let out a chilling roar of "Hoo-hoo~Ah-ah~"
The white silk turned into a beam of light and merged into the body of the man in red.
The wind around was getting colder again.
The underworld spread out from under An Jianyou's body, and the Styx flowed past.
There was a blurry shadow wailing constantly, trying to crawl out and devour people's souls and bones.
This painting style is even more eerie than theirs.
The evil god's servant swallowed.
The look in his eyes when he looked at An Jianyou changed: Which evil god's followers does this woman belong to? She is definitely not human!