"Are they filming a movie?"
"Or is it a 3D projection?"
"What’s with this mosquito monster, and why is that Demon Lord Zhonglou flying... It can’t be real! People got blown up! Where are the wires? The harness? Ultraman?"
"Damn, I knew that a nine-to-six job had no future. The world is secretly evolving behind my back... Armour fusion (quietly, slightly embarrassed)! Damn, it still doesn’t work?"
"Back off! Everyone back beyond the safety line! Watch out for your safety! Stop crowding forward! Step back!"
"Mom, look, there’s a monster."
"GGBond seems to be leaking..."
"..."
It’s total chaos.
The world suddenly seed to have turned into a chaotic ss.
But that’s not the case. Suspended high in the air, Xu Xiaoshou glanced down with horror and found that only the hospital and a few streets nearby, those who could see him and the Demon Ancestor, were in chaos for now.
But if nothing is done, once this scene is broadcasted live, or a video of it is leaked, it might quickly spark a global sensation.
How can there be real monsters, and cosplayers taking off, in peaceful tis?
"Can’t be real, right?"
On the mosquito’s back, Xu Xiaoshou gave himself a hard slap.
His head buzzed, but the pain confird the reality—this was no dream.
The hospital really exploded.
Traffic below was utterly paralyzed as well.
Not far away, suspended in mid-air, whatever that Demon Lord Saint Xin was, it truly seed like it had co across worlds.
Most unbelievably, the twelve-winged blood-sucking golden-spotted mosquito beneath him, which should only exist in novels or animations, had indeed lifted him into the sky.
Protection Path?
Is the mosquito my protector?
The wind roared in his ears as the mosquito’s wings vibrated at high speed, bringing a cutting ’sizzling’ sound. Xu Xiaoshou’s adrenaline soared, clutching the mosquito’s hide and shouting loudly:
"Brother Mosquito, so what’s the situation now?"
The mix of anxiety, excitent, fear, and anticipation created an unspeakably complex emotion.
His mind burned with intensity, yet remained calm enough, leaving only one clear thought: "He wants to kill , I need to run."
"As you can see..."
The voice of the twelve-winged blood-sucking golden-spotted mosquito remained deep, sounding like a mature middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, providing a sense of safety: "I too have no idea, running is the right call."
Huh?
Xu Xiaoshou was montarily dumbfounded.
You’re this huge, shouldn’t you beat up that Saint Xin? Isn’t growing this big for a reason?
Before he could speak, the fierce wind whipped into his eyes and nostrils, stinging both his corneas and tongue, leaving only a dull roaring in his ears.
Swish!
The twelve-winged blood-sucking golden-spotted mosquito flicked its wings, transford into a stream of light, and fled, far above the hospital.
On the completely jamd crossroads, onlookers hiding next to transportation vehicles braved everything and exclaid in the national essence:
"Holy crap!"
"So fast?"
"Can’t be real, is there a real monster siege?"
Everyone held up their phones, having lost sight of the mosquito beast, they imdiately turned and started recording the two-ter-tall male cosplayer.
In a flash, Demon Lord Zhonglou flew away, disappearing without a trace.
"Where are you running?"
Saint Xin was enraged; he didn’t expect this mosquito to truly manifest Xu Beast’s true body, and with such speed, hard to catch up.
He’d spent massive power crossing over from Shengshen Continent, with the Blood Demon Reverse Fate Technique nearing its end, putting him in dire shape.
In this era, not to ntion Holy Power, even Heaven and Earth spiritual energy were scarily rare, almost unable to replenish energy.
Yet, even so, eliminating Xu Xiaoshou’s forr self was well within his capacity.
Unexpectedly, a variable appeared!
Was it Nuozu’s prior preparation or Xu Xiaoshou’s foresight, or was it his own spaceti crossing, involving too much, with great causal ties, pulling out too many problems, Saint Xin didn’t know.
But at this point, thinking further was pointless; if he couldn’t kill Xu Xiaoshou’s forr self here, his efforts would be for naught.
"Golden Profound Finger!"
A finger was pointed out in mid-air.
The speed barely kept up, as today’s Xu Xiaoshou absolutely didn’t have Infinite Silence; he couldn’t block Holy Path and Spiritual Cultivation combinations.
Golden light traversed, tearing a black line in the void.
On the mosquito’s back, Xu Xiaoshou felt the scalp numb, almost as if the top of his head was about to be blown off by the gale.
He pounded on Brother Mosquito’s back, finally receiving a barrier to block the whistling airstream.
Turning his head back, Saint Xin’s golden finger was aiming directly at him.
"Finger gun?"
"Laser cannon?"
Xu Xiaoshou was so scared he nearly fell apart, crouching and yelling: "Dodge! Dodge!"
Brother Mosquito hardly needed his belated reminder.
He’d already sidestepped, avoiding the direct shot of the Golden Profound Finger, brushing past death.
"Spirit Wood Puppet!"
A loud shout exploded from behind.
The twelve-winged blood-sucking golden-spotted mosquito evaded the frontal attack, lowered its height, and crashed into the roadside trees on the boulevard.
Those things seed like they had co to life, with each tree twisting, growing rapidly, and shooting out nurous branches to entangle.
"Buzz—"
Brother Mosquito’s mouthpiece touched the void.
A piercing high-frequency sound wave swept out, raising goosebumps all over Xu Xiaoshou but rely startling him.
However, the animated roadside trees exploded into dust, having their life force directly obliterated.
"Bullfrog bullfrog!"
Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes lit up; this was definitely a sci-fi blockbuster.
He no longer had ti to calculate how much damage was caused by the brief skirmish between Brother Mosquito and the Demon Ancestor, shouting excitedly:
"Brother Mosquito, where on Earth are you from?"
The twelve-winged blood-sucking golden-spotted mosquito carried him sideways past Golden Hue Tower, and through its giant floor-to-ceiling windows glowing with a cerulean sheen, Xu Xiaoshou caught a glimpse of a portly diterranean man, hugging a secretary-dressed woman, doing sothing unknown near the window.
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