People in Ultraman: Dark Summoning

Shu Cong instantly understood what the Fire Rat King meant. He nodded and quickly walked in front of Tan Xiaolin.

At this time, Tan Xiaolin, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, noticed a pair of feet stopping in front of him. His heart trembled, and he slowly raised his bloody forehead, trying to force out an extremely flattering smile, trying to please the person in front of him.

However, just as he was about to speak, a silver light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

In an instant, Tan Xiaolin felt a sharp pain in his neck, and his eyes suddenly went dark. Before he could even utter a final cry, his head had already rolled to the ground.

Blood gushed out from the broken neck, splattering on the surrounding ground, creating a shocking picture.

The Fire Rat King didn't even look at the beheaded Tan Xiaolin, as if this person was just an insignificant existence to it.

It waved its hands and shouted loudly:

"Chase! We must not let those humans get away!"

Following this order, the Fire Rat King led the large number of troops behind him and rushed towards the direction where Zhayadu fled like a tide.

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On top of Guangmingding, the six major sects and the Ming Cult, which were originally engaged in a fierce battle, suddenly encountered an earth-shattering explosion.

It turned out that a large amount of gunpowder had been buried under their feet at some point. As the fuse was ignited, flames shot up into the sky and the roar was deafening.

In an instant, smoke filled the air and dust rose, and the entire mountaintop seemed to be plunged into a doomsday scene.

When the smoke cleared a little, we saw countless wounded people and corpses lying on the ground. The blood had dyed the land red, it was a horrible sight.

Among them, Master Miejue endured the pain on her body and stood up from the ruins with difficulty.

She looked around and saw that most of her disciples who usually followed her around and were full of energy were now dead or injured. She was extremely sad and her anger burned even more fiercely.

"Damn you, the Demon Cult! You evil heretics are so crazy and crazy that you want to perish together with us?"

Nun Miejue's eyes were wide open with anger, and she yelled at the Ming Cult members who were in an equally miserable state not far away.

At this moment, Master Zhikong also slowly stood up.

He clasped his hands together and whispered:

"Amitabha! Good, good! Monks should be compassionate, but what happened today is truly outrageous."

After saying that, he shook his head slightly, with a hint of compassion on his face.

On the other side, Song Yuanqiao looked into the distance with a serious expression, as if he had noticed something unusual.

After a moment, he turned to Nun Miejue and said in a deep voice:

"Master, in my opinion, this matter may not be that simple.

Looking at the situation, it is obvious that someone is manipulating everything behind the scenes and wants to reap the benefits!"

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining disciples of the six major sects and the remnants of the Ming Cult took action, quickly gathered together, and automatically divided into two groups, each ready for battle.

Just when everyone was on high alert, a noisy sound of footsteps came from far away.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that it was a huge army of ratmen rushing towards them.

These ratmen soldiers were short in stature but agile, holding various sharp weapons and with ferocious looks on their faces.

Yang Xiao stared at the scene in disbelief, muttering to himself:

"This...this...how is this possible? Is this my hallucination?"