Under the cover of night, Donghai City is ablaze with lights, as dazzling as a galaxy.
Da Yi was standing on the edge of the rooftop of a hundred-ter-tall building, the cold night wind blowing the hem of his black trench coat, making it flutter.
Today, the ruins of Donghai City after the ravages of the beast tide are nowhere to be seen.
With the concerted efforts of the military and major guilds, the damaged buildings were not only repaired, but also made to look newer and more magnificent than before.
The streets were bustling with traffic and people.
The city has recovered from that catastrophe and is gradually regaining its forr prosperity.
A pale golden light shimred in Da Yi's eyes.
【Starry Sky Vision】 is now available.
His gaze pierced through the layers of buildings in an instant, ignoring all physical obstacles, like a high-precision satellite overlooking the entire city.
Soon, he accurately spotted a figure scrambling through the alley.
He was a tall, slender man with long black hair.
On his back, he carried a charred body that was no longer recognizable as human.
Ink marks, and the Chu River.
They appear to be preparing to move out of the city.
Zhou Huai, controlling Da Yi, grinned with amusent.
He suddenly felt that he was a bit like Nagato from Naruto.
When Jiraiya infiltrated Agakure, he thought he had easily taken care of three Akatsuki mbers and obtained crucial information.
Little did they know, those were rely three insignificant clones.
Everything he did was under the watchful eye of Pain, like a plaything in the palm of his hand.
That's exactly how Zhou Huai feels right now.
You think you've successfully escaped?
No.
What you have seen is only the tip of the iceberg of my strength.
The ga has only just begun.
Da Yi slowly raised his arm.
An ancient and imposing longbow appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He did not take the arrow.
He simply pulled back the bowstring.
A sliver of starlight gathers on the bowstring, then stretches and transforms rapidly, becoming an arrow made entirely of dazzling starlight.
The tip of the arrow glead with a cold, icy light.
...
"Cough...cough cough..."
Chu He's violent coughing echoed through the dark, damp alley.
Mohen carried him on his back, his face slightly pale.
He forcibly tore through space twice in a row, and even used his own domain technique.
For him, the exertion was still enormous.
I could hear the muffled groans, like a broken bellows, coming from the charred remains behind .
He stopped and roughly threw Chuhe off his back onto the ground.
"Hello."
Mohen looked down at the twitching thing on the ground, his voice icy.
"Is there any hope for you?"
"If you can't be saved, I'll just leave you here. Don't delay my escape."
Chu He struggled to lift his head. On his face, which was charred black from the electric shock, only his eyes could still be vaguely identified as those of a living person.
He opened his mouth, and a plu of black smoke billowed from his throat.
"There's...there's hope..."
He weakly managed to squeeze out a few words.
"Give ...give a bottle of healing potion. I think...I can still be saved."
Mohen's face twitched.
Even in this terrible state, he's still not quite dead.
This guy's vitality is as tenacious as a cockroach's.
Although he was impatient, he still took out an exquisite crystal bottle from his spatial ring.
He squatted down, unscrewed the bottle cap, and was about to feed the dicine to Chuhe.
Just then.
"call out--"
A barely audible whooshing sound flashed across the sky.
The ink stain didn't even have ti to react.
"Smack!"
A crisp popping sound.
The crystal bottle in his hand shattered instantly!
The pale green liquid splashed in mid-air and was instantly evaporated by an invisible force, leaving not a single drop behind.
Mohen's pupils suddenly contracted.
The crystal bottle in his hand shattered, and the green liquid evaporated in the air.
Was it discovered so quickly?
My field is not yet over.
Those two shouldn't be able to get out so easily.
He quickly looked up at the sky.
Countless tiny points of light appeared in the night sky at so unknown ti.
Those are not stars.
It's an arrow.
Countless arrows, densely packed and seemingly endless, rained down upon the two of them with a sharp whistling sound, like stars falling from the sky.
Each arrow carried the brilliance of starlight, illuminating the entire night sky as bright as day.
Mohen narrowed his eyes, his reaction was incredibly fast.
Without thinking twice, he grabbed the still convulsing, charred body from the ground and hoisted it onto his shoulder.
The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.
Space jump!
However, the rain of arrows did not all miss their target just because it disappeared.
They drew graceful arcs in the air, changed direction, and shot off again towards another block!
"boom!"
Mohen's figure appeared next to a trash can in an alley.
He had barely steadied himself when he was caught in the air.
Above, the dazzling starlight shone brightly once again.
Arrows rained down, catching up!
Damn it!
Mohen cursed under his breath and activated the spatial jump again.
The figure disappeared.
The rain of arrows blasted a huge crater where he had just stood, sending rubble and debris flying everywhere.
On the other side of the city, on the rooftop of a residential building.
Mohen's figure appeared, staggering.
He had just looked up.
That familiar, death knell-like starlight shone brightly in my field of vision once again, and it was even closer now.
"Is this never going to end?!"
Mohen gritted his teeth, carried Chuhe on his back, and disappeared again.
On a park bench.
In the abandoned factory.
In the middle of the crossroads.
Mohen's figure kept flashing in every corner of the city, like a terrified prey locked on by a hunter.
But no matter where he leaps to, no matter how deep he hides.
That deadly rain of arrows always followed him like a shadow, accurately locking onto his position the next second before falling rcilessly.
Mohen frowned.
Who is this professional?
That's really troubleso.
Only now did he truly realize that the Eternal Night Guild was no ordinary organization.
Even when dealing with Zhang Donglai from the military, I never felt this much pressure.
Today was incredibly stressful.
It would have been easy for him to dodge this move.
Just hide in the chaotic space.
Unfortunately, using the domain had consud a lot of mana, and with Chu He as a burden, even if he entered the Chaos Space, he wouldn't be able to stay there for long.
"Boom—!"
Another volley of arrows rained down, shattering the phone booth he had just slipped away from.
The violent shockwave sent him flying, rolling several tis on the ground before coming to a stop.
"Cough...cough cough..."
Mohen scrambled to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his face growing even paler.
He could feel «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» that his mana was almost depleted.
If this continues, he will eventually be worn down and die.
However, Mohen quickly ca up with a solution.
He looked at the rain of arrows falling from the sky again, now almost within reach, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
Just as the thousands of arrows were about to touch his body...
He did not choose to jump again.
Instead, he suddenly raised his hand and ripped it open in the air in front of him!
"Sizzle—"
A pitch-black, irregular spatial rift appeared out of nowhere!
Behind the cracks lies a chaotic, disordered, and all-consuming space.
The rain of arrows, like a torrent finding its outlet, shot into the dark crack without making a sound, and was completely swallowed by the chaos.
Mohen swayed and almost fell to his knees.
Forcibly tearing through space caused him to expend even more energy.
He closed the crack, looked at the night sky that had finally returned to calm, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
We're finally free.
Mohen opened his storage ring again.
First, he took out a bottle of mana potion and drank it down.
Mana should be replenished slowly.
His complexion improved sowhat.
Then he took out another bottle of healing dicine and forced it down Chu He's throat.
Chuhe's health also began to slowly increase.
However, progress was very slow, barely managing to stay afloat.
Fortunately, he survived.
Having done all this, Mohen silently carried Chuhe's charred body on his back, preparing to continue his escape from the city.
The Eternal Night Guild was far more dangerous than he had anticipated.
If we don't leave now, we might really never be able to leave again.
However, at that mont, a heavy footstep sound ca from afar.
The sound wasn't fast, but every step felt like it was stomping on one's heart, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.
Mohen felt a chill run down his spine and suddenly looked up.
At the end of the alley, a tall figure slowly walked over.
The man was over two ters tall and had a burly build like an iron tower.
In his hand, he held a massive black shield, larger than a door panel.
Just standing there, it was like an insurmountable mountain.
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