Flies are the most common and annoying pest.

However, if they scatter one by one, it will only make people feel a little disgusting, but when tens of millions of them gather together to form a huge cluster of black fog, their horror is enough to make people feel scared.

Death is indeed terrible, but it is definitely not as good as being crawling over the skin, crawling into the ears, crawling into the nostrils, and rushing into the mouth... The scene is already creepy just by thinking about it!

Seeing this horrifying scene that challenges the physiological limits of the human body appearing in a close distance, the two big men, Johnson and O'Connor, who were held in Zheng Zha, screamed loudly again, and Eve almost fainted, closing her eyes tightly and did not dare to look at anything, but at the same time, the hands and feet wrapped around Xiao Lan's body exerted even harder. The warm and soft body at zero distance made the priest who had a real skin touch on the surface of the clothes suddenly feel a little dazed...

If it weren't for the three years he had been asleep, he was actually just an eighteen-year-old boy. This exciting scene made this innocent little virgin who had always been calm and disgusting, shameful and inappropriate.

(Woman...it's really troublesome~!)

But even though his mind was a little absent-minded, Xiao Lan's movements did not slow down at all.

No matter what, he didn't want to be touched by those flies, so he instantly put away the hunting rifle that he had not had time to reload, and without hesitation, he replaced it with a high-explosive grenade and threw it out... Xiao Lan's version of grenade always shortened the lead to the limit, which means that it would explode in less than half a second when it was ignited.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the thunderous vibration, the huge shock waves and high-temperature air waves swept across perfectly to achieve the most efficient killing. This large piece of nausea pest that had been squeezed together before they had time to dissipate was swept clean.

Before the strange stinking smell of the roasted flies came, Xiao Lan and Zheng Zha had already run back towards the way without looking back, but a crystal clear soul fragment was floating on the palm of the empty hand of the pseudo-priest.

Under the indoctrination of a special magic power, the bright red solid crystal quickly changed into a ball of misty gas, and the twisted remnant soul inside even made a sharp howl that only the soul itself could hear. (It's time to read the novel.)

Soul Fireball, a magic version of self-tracking missile. By activating the positive and negative energy in the soul fragments, it creates the most direct and powerful destruction in the form of mutual annihilation with attribute transformation, and can automatically lock the target with the will and thinking of the residual soul as ai.

Although using this lowest level soul fragment to release power is not as good as a normal fireball technique, it is just right to use a certain yellow sand monster to wake up your mind at this time.

Seeing that his flies failed, Imodon, who was a little furious, suddenly turned into a bunch of yellow sand and planned to fly up to chase, but just as he climbed to the entrance of the passage to catch up, what came towards him was a bright red fireball the size of a head and a twisted figure roaring wildly inside...

The target was too big in the incarnation of Yellow Sand, and there was no chance to hide at all. Therefore, the high priest was hit by the self-tracking missile without any suspense.

"boom!"

"Bang!"

The previous sound was the shock of the violent explosion that tore through the air, and the next sound was the heavy and dull sound like a heavy object falling from a high altitude.

Under the strong magical impact of the explosion of the soul fireball, the dust hurricane Imodon transformed was blasted backwards, and was blown back from the yellow sand and then dropped back to the second layer below. Even if it turned back to the human form, his shoulders and arms were still burning with the unique flame that could burn the soul.

He was injured again.

Through the changes, the yellow sand was reorganized and the part burning flames was abandoned. These very embarrassed injuries on his body recovered, but the high priest's already bad face had become even bluer. [*you]

It is also an attack created at the cost of an ordinary soul fragment. However, unlike the shot released by the C-level skill Curse Blade, the complete hit of the B-level skill soul fireball is no longer an ordinary injury, but has already damaged an internal more essential than the material level.

Perhaps after completing the blood sacrifice to restore the body and reaching the prediction of ten disasters, Imodon, who has truly recovered his magic power, would not be beaten so miserably by a B-level skill, but just this one now... he can't do it.

After such an extremely vicious soul fireball blowing Imodon, who wanted to turn into sand and catch up with him, back to his original form. Xiao Lan and Zheng Zha, who had no stopping any more, easily brought a bunch of people in their hands to the ground. However, what we greeted them there was not the beautiful sunset in the evening of the desert, but a dark cloud that surged from the sky like a tide with dense fin flapping sounds. To be more precise, it should be covering the sky and countless locusts that were covered with the sky!

"Flies are followed by locusts. Is this guy's first occupation that survived is a pest farmer...?"

What happened at this time is naturally the super locust plague after Imoton's resurrection in the original plot.

This thing is much more cruel than flies. The sharp mouthpiece is enough to bite people's skin, muscles and even bones. In the original plot, it bites off several workers who didn't have time to run away as soon as they appeared. And they had no way to solve the problem of flies in the tunnel and bombard it with one grenade.

Strictly speaking, this costless summoning technique really has no solution except killing the summoner.

Apart from the infinite fuel flamethrower, the bullets cannot solve the problem at all. Even Xiao Lan and Zheng Zha are driving the Flame of Sacrifice and the dark flames to no avail. Although their fire can cause locusts to hit and die as much as they can, once the energy is exhausted and there is no way to replenish it, there is only one way to be consumed...

But is it necessary to resist?

After letting go of the last offering in his hand, Xiao Lan danced his hands as if he had turned on the acceleration gear, and took out various parts from the space bag at his waist extremely quickly, and temporarily assembled at the extreme hand speed that dragged the afterimage. In just a few seconds, the few people on the side saw a distinguishable prototype - motorcycle and four-wheeled off-road motorcycle.

In fact, if the number of people was not expected to be four more than the original plan, Xiao Lan should have taken out a two-wheel motorcycle that is easier to assemble, rather than a four-wheel that is more complicated to assemble temporarily.

Although they were all changed to versions that could be assembled without a screwdriver, so the assembly speed was very fast, but looking at this amazing scene, O'Connor, who was put down by Zheng Zha, was completely dull.

"This, this is really not a magic trick..."

If he had not been able to see every move clearly, he would have thought it was a disguise made with a slut.

No matter where the parts were taken out, a four-wheeled motorcycle was formed in less than five seconds... Although I know he is not an ordinary person, this is not a human being, right?

However, no one paid attention to him for the time being. Seeing that the locusts would arrive in the next moment, Xiao Lan, who had completed the assembly, tied the corpse's offering to the back box, and jumped into the driver's seat with Eve who was still holding him. After Zheng Zha threw Johnson and O'Connor into the driver's seat, he also jumped on it-

It feels like there is only one, very crowded.

After all, this is a motorcycle, not a two-row seat car, but they immediately had no chance to complain.

A roar like a Mustang, and the overloaded engine instantly drove the overloaded car to rush. The huge acceleration inertia almost made Johnson and O'Connor in the back seat be thrown out.

Seeing the surrounding scenery retreating at an increasing speed, they had a pale face for a moment and quickly tied themselves to the car with a rope, for fear that they would not have time to react and be thrown out if they had a turn.

The current speed is at least 200 kilometers per hour!

Fighters in the early 20th century were usually at this speed before World War II, and helicopters in the twenty-first century were at this level. They fucked faster than the planes at this time... Is this really a car?

In fact, if it is a two-wheeler, Xiao Lan can make it soar to the 600-kilometer-per-hour world record set by the Dodge Battle Axe, which is the real speed that will fly if you accidentally!

However, even though they were only 200 kilometers per hour, they had quickly left the locust swarm with speeds of less than 40 kilometers per hour behind, dragging a shocking yellow sand dragon in the desert under the moonlight and roaring away.

"Things are just like this for the time being... Let's go back to Cairo!"

At this time, when the high priest who fell to the ground finally stood up again, he could no longer feel the aura of Xiao Lan and Zheng Zha being gone.

What disappeared along with it was the last sacrifice he needed to completely restore, and the black undead scriptures necessary for his resurrection of his lover Ansuna.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard...what the hell are those guys!"

The high priest, who roared so loudly that the entire capital of the dead could not help but tremble, was puzzled.

The person who untied the three thousand-year seal and awakened him from the underworld was clearly the same as the guy who injured him. He summoned and attacked... What's going on with this strange situation?

However, before he could figure out the key, a faint voice suddenly came from his side.

"Her High Priest, be fine...Sham is your faithful servant."

Without mentioning the word [I], he also cleverly used the pseudonym that would not be suspected, avoiding the unscientific but possible contract trap. He led a group of newcomers to Chu Xuan, who bowed respectfully to Imodon, expressed his allegiance in ancient Thebesian language.

Although the high priest was furious and could not be allergic to flattery, this does not mean that he would be foolish because of it. "I know you, the clans who were originally with those two guys... what use are you to me?"

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Chapter completed!