"Why is it foggy?"
Three blocks away, the leader of the team, Hook Nose, found that the team was suddenly engulfed by thick white fog.
"Captain, this fog is not right."
A few minutes later, everyone went around and returned to their original position.
Hook Nose narrowed his eyes.
Of course not.
Snow City has never had foggy days.
He took out a compass from his arms.
As the blood and qi were injected, the needle began to spin rapidly.
After a moment, the needle stopped and pointed out the location of the small building.
"Follow me closely."
The team members moved closer to him.
The group slowly moved forward in the "fog of war".
The fog master who was hidden in the depths of the fog was a little surprised to see this scene.
Auxiliary weapons are very rare.
Especially this kind of thing that can only give directions to people with poor directions.
However, it has a miraculous effect in the field of fog of war.
The fog master added another wave of fog to reduce visibility and delay time as much as possible.
"We can retreat now."
The giant said in the LAN.
The fog master did not linger and immediately ran along several routes planned in advance.
Five minutes later, the fog of war disappeared.
Seeing this, the hook nose put away the compass.
"Speed up."
After all, they were from the military, and the group was very professional. They searched and advanced quickly in battle formation.
In less than ten minutes, they arrived at the headquarters of the pseudo-circus.
"This..."
Looking at the mess on the ground, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
The bodies of the broken pseudo-circus members were lying on the ground.
There was a big pit more than ten meters deep in the center of the yard, and fist marks could be seen faintly at the bottom of the pit.
It was hard to believe that such a big pit was actually made by someone's fist.
The small building has turned into ruins.
The flesh and blood that merged with the building had long rotted and disappeared, leaving nothing behind.
The surroundings were full of traces of fire, lightning, corrosion, and brute force.
Those who didn't know would think this was a battlefield in the abyss.
"See if there are any survivors."
Hooknose gave the order.
Although the possibility was very small, if a survivor was found, what happened here would immediately become clear.
The gray coats began to search around and clean up the battlefield.
However, the circus had just cleaned up before leaving, and the gray coats didn't find anything useful.
...
"Has this been attacked by a strange beast?"
On the rooftop in the distance, when he paddled over the edge of the water and looked at the scene of the pseudo-circus station, his scalp tingled.
They arrived a few minutes ago, but unexpectedly, someone had already solved the pseudo-circus before them.
Passerby A analyzed: "From the extent of the damage at the scene, there are at least two intermediate warriors on the attacking side, and they are level five or six."
Bianbian Huashui scratched his head: "Military people?"
Passerby A shook his head: "Impossible."
"A small stronghold can be handled by the inspection team, and the military does not need to mobilize troops."
Wang Biao next to him frowned, looking at the familiar traces of lightning strikes, and couldn't help but fall into thought.
"No matter who did it, it saved us a lot of effort." Bianbian Huashui patted Wang Biao on the shoulder.
Wang Biao nodded: "Maybe they have done too many immoral things, and some people can't stand it anymore."
Passerby A said in a deep voice: "The water in Snow City is getting deeper and deeper."
"Silently, a group of such strong forces emerged again."
Bianbianhuashui stretched lazily: "Who cares! The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish."
"The more chaotic Snow City is, the more opportunities we have to appear."
"It's getting late, go home and sleep, and continue to look for the 100 million tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Bianbianhuashui turned and left.
Passerby A looked at the gray coat that was still cleaning the scene from a distance, and followed closely.
Only Wang Biao was still standing in the snow, wondering what he was thinking.
Late at night, the inspection team that had surveyed the scene had left, and a long cordon was set up around.
Crash--
A sturdy figure fell from the sky and landed in the yard.
He was carrying a huge wooden box behind him, and it was the Taoist who had just arrived in Snow City.
The Taoist priest squatted in front of the ruins, picked up a handful of dust and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.
"It disappeared."
"Who did it?"
The Taoist priest immediately stood up and searched in the ruins.
Unfortunately, like the gray coats, the Taoist priest turned the ruins upside down and found nothing.
"It was taken away."
The Taoist priest took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, drew it in the air, and then ignited it with blood.
The talisman paper burned out and turned into a wisp of green smoke that dissipated between heaven and earth.
The Taoist priest seemed to have sensed something, and his brows gradually relaxed.
"Still in the north."
...
The door of the street hotel was pushed open.
A man in a black cloakThe man walked out.
He looked up at the blood moon in the sky and whispered softly: "Is this world going to end too?"
After a moment's pause, the man retracted his gaze, wrapped his cloak tightly, and hurried away.
A few minutes later, a team of gray coats came to the hotel.
The leader knocked on the desk at the front desk to wake up the night watchman of the hotel.
"Someone reported that there is a suspected wanted criminal in your store."
"Have you seen this person?"
As soon as the voice fell, the leader took out the wanted order with a bounty of 100 million.
...
Qin Ze slept for three days and two nights.
When he opened his eyes, he felt a strong pain in every part of his body.
His brain was empty for a long time, and the memory of that night came into his mind.
After the wild god bloodline was activated that night, he was completely dominated by his subconscious and completely out of control.
And this consciousness, without a doubt, came from the wild god bloodline.
Qin Ze went to the bathroom, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked pale, as if he had been seriously ill.
"God of Wilderness... God..."
This was not the first time Qin Ze activated the blood of the God of Wilderness.
The first time was in the abyss during the beast tide of the hundred cities.
The second time was a private experiment he conducted later.
Both times, he deeply felt the power of the blood of the God of Wilderness, which was an all-round improvement of the body.
The power of the blood is very strong, but it puts a lot of load on the body, and the negative effect is more severe than "Three Seconds of Real Man".
Qin Ze has always tried not to use it as much as possible.
That night, facing the weird monster, the blood of the God of Wilderness took the initiative to activate the rampage and was completely out of control.
Let him see another disadvantage of the blood of the God of Wilderness.
An extremely fatal disadvantage.
Qin Ze recalled his state at that time. Under the influence of the blood of the God of Wilderness, he was extremely excited.
It was like a traveler in the desert suddenly saw an oasis and wanted to pounce on it directly.
The strength of that monster was not very strong.
After the activation of the Wild God Bloodline, Qin Ze has only just reached the strength of the beginning of the sixth level.
The monster is strong in that crazy mental shock.
And the Wild God Bloodline is immune to it.
"That subconscious... is it the Wild God?"
Qin Ze fell into deep thought.
The old man wouldn't want to use the bloodline as a medium to use his body for reincarnation?
If that's the case, this bloodline doesn't matter.
"What is the relationship between the Wild God Bloodline and that monster?"
While muttering to himself, Qin Ze's dog brain began to work rapidly.