I swapped my life with me

Mu Xuesong regained his energy in an instant, and said to Mu Xue with great interest: "Xiaoxue, the public officials in our place have special IDs, ask them to show you their police IDs, if they can't, then they must be fooling you." liar."

Mu Xue listened in her ears, her expression on her face was as still as a mountain, and she calmly said to the two of them, "I want to see your documents."

This request was not too much, Su Wenshan immediately took out a black ID book from the hidden pocket inside his jacket, and a police officer's badge with the words "Special Affairs" written on it.

"The police number of our special affairs department is different from that of ordinary police." Su Wenshan flipped through the ID, carefully showed Mu Xue the contents inside, and explained to him the difference between the special affairs department and the civilian police, obviously because he was afraid that the other party would not believe it and doubt it. I am a fraud.

"Oh shit." Mu Xuesong smacked his lips: "Xiaoxue, if what they said is true, then these two are the best partners right now."

Just kidding, compared with the "three noes" organizations like Dawn Shelter, of course it is more reliable to cooperate with "officials"!

Mu Xue glanced at the IDs of the two of them. Of course, he couldn't distinguish the authenticity of the thing, but he was good at distinguishing people's hearts. He looked at Su Wenshan and Meng Zhengqing with clear eyes, and the aura surrounding them Clear but not turbid, obviously not a dirty person with malicious intent.

Mr. Master nodded cautiously towards Su Wenshan, as if he recognized their identities.

Afterwards, he moved his fingers slightly, and quickly released the surrounding space splitting technique, and the three of them returned to the real world in the blink of an eye.

Meng Zhengqing and Su Wenshan looked around calmly, and found that apart from themselves, the other people who were cats in the living room at this time didn't seem to notice anything strange, as if in their eyes, Meng Su and "Mu Xuesong" had been together from beginning to end. They all stood on the balcony and never left.

Only Ding Yangyan felt something when Mu Xue was casting spells, but he also couldn't see the problem, but somehow felt that the place where the three of them were standing, the air seemed to be particularly dignified, Ding Yangyan instinctively avoided looking, and subconsciously didn't explore What are Meng Zhengqing and others talking about.

Meng Zhengqing's eyes sank slightly, and she had a further understanding of the powerful strength of this "Night Sparrow".

The communication signal had already been connected, Minister Meng raised his hand to press the headset, made a "please wait" gesture to Muxue, then walked to the side, and started talking in a low voice with Xie Hanyu who was waiting anxiously on the other end.

Affected by the disturbance of the magnetic field, the communication signals inside and outside the blockade area were extremely unstable. It took Meng Zhengqing some time to communicate with the outside world.

Three minutes later, he came back with good news: "The chief and the others have agreed to our request. The Black Panther Special Forces are on their way to support us. We can join them now."

Su Wenshan looked in the direction of the living room: "What should we do with those people over there?"

"The task is urgent, let them stay here first, under the care of Ding Yangyan and Mr. Gu. Later, the Black Panther Special Forces will send a small team to pick them up and leave the blockade." Meng Zhengqing asked Mu Xue for his intelligence. Goggles, he took the device in his hand and operated it a few times, and a striking bright blue circular cursor immediately appeared on the map of S city on the lens.

After the cursor appeared, he handed back the goggles again, and said, "This is the best place we can find to seal that arm."

"The chief has just issued an order, and several other teams are also rushing there to assist us in clearing the site, dispersing the surrounding crowd, and some cover tasks."

While Mu Xue was looking at the map, Su Wenshan handed over his communication equipment to his partner, then pointed to the scene of demons dancing outside the window, and asked in a low voice, "Old Meng, what should I do with that 'Paladin'?"

The white dragon spirit secretly encouraged Su Wenshan's mind: [Hey, since that indescribable existence has such a soft spot for the holy power of light, why don't you just let the golden-haired boy act as a bait to lure the tentacles to the place? Isn't it over in the 'trap'? 】

Su Wenshan: "...It seems a little unethical."

Although he complained like this, he still repeated Xiao Bailong's proposal to Meng Zhengqing.

Minister Meng was thoughtful, but finally shook his head and said, "I still can't trust the people in Dawn Shelter."

"I think so." Su Wenshan shrugged his shoulders: "Besides, he probably won't trust us either." (Griffin, who is still trying to parkour: "I believe in you ghosts!!!")

The proposal was rejected, Bailong Jingpo was not discouraged, and continued eagerly to try: 【Then snatch his broken sword, and return it to him after the matter is completed—of course, it is also possible not to return it, if I can directly It would be best to swallow it.Aha, what do you think of this idea? 】

The corner of Su Wenshan's mouth twitched, pretending not to hear the last few words it said, and relaying to the two people around him: "It suggested that we 'borrow' the holy sword and return it to others after we use it up. But I think the 'Holy Sword' Cavaliers wouldn't want to."

Mu Xue interrupted them indifferently: "There's no need to be so troublesome."

The green-eyed young man stretched out an index finger, and a golden light as dazzling as the sun suddenly ignited at the fingertips. He said: "I am a magician of all schools, and I have a little knowledge of the magic of the holy light department."

That is, at the moment when he lit this holy light, the arms and legs in the sky swirled suddenly, as if smelling something fatally attractive, it gave up chasing the rolling and crawling creatures below without hesitation. Griffin, the entire tentacles swayed left and right in the air, and the thousands of round eyes all over the limbs turned in unison, and began to frantically search for the sacred aura that appeared out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, it raised its tentacles, and angrily sent out a mountain roar and tsunami that ordinary people could not catch:

[Where - where -]

【group--!Ants--! 】

[Dare to try in vain—! 】

[Pu—kill—God—Ming—? ! 】

[So brave——! ! 】

Huge spiritual pollution was released from it like a tidal wave, and the few Transcendents who were closest to him were the first to be affected. Their bodies trembled, and then they were on the verge of falling, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

Seeing this, Mu Xue simply waved her hand and threw out the holy light in her palm, whispering: "Purify!"

"Exorcise evil spirits!"

The small light ball exploded into thousands of light particles in an instant, and scattered in the blink of an eye, and then flew down the wind like dandelion seeds, occasionally one or two fell on Meng Zhengqing and the others, and the light particles immediately disappeared. Drilling into everyone's body along the pores, quickly purifying tons of spiritual pollution that came down when the evil god's arms and legs roared.

Su Wenshan was covered in a layer of cold sweat. He suppressed the nausea, tried his best to stand up straight with the White Dragon Staff, and said out of breath, "This, this is... what you said... that... Spiritual pollution..."

"Yeah." Mu Xue recruited a group of more courageous wind elves around, and while instructing them to transmit the holy light particles in the air to a farther place, she said casually: "The power of that evil god was suppressed after entering the space-time tunnel. If the limit is reached, otherwise, with just that one blow, everyone present will have a nervous breakdown, and if it is more serious, their brains may boil and their skulls will burst and they will die."

Su Wenshan: "..."

Su Wenshan hesitated to speak: "Then why..." Why does it seem like nothing happened?

Meng Zhengqing quietly raised her hand to hold his shoulder, not letting him speak the following words.

Minister Meng's face was also as white as piercingly. He didn't ask why "Night Sparrow" was not affected by the spiritual pollution of the evil god. It is expected that a high-level magician like the other party must carry many unfathomable and unknown magicians. Knowing the mysterious ability, they are not yet familiar with it and can share these secrets, so if they ask rashly, it may arouse the mage's resentment.

Meng Zhengqing then changed the subject and said, "It's not too late. I'm going to the mark point I mentioned earlier to help the special forces set up the site and wait for the target to enter the urn."

"Mr. Night Sparrow, please hold back the arm of the evil god in the air first, and lead it over after everything is ready." He said, and quickly pulled off the earphones on his head, together with the wireless PTT and the multi-function control box Give it to Mu Xue: "This is a pair of military full bone conduction earphones. It can still be used normally at present. The next task needs to be carried out separately. Let's use this to communicate temporarily."

Meng Zhengqing: "In addition, if you have any other questions, you can also use it to communicate directly with my superiors."

Mu Xue glanced at the three cool-looking camouflage-colored equipment, and was silent for a few seconds cautiously, as if thinking about how to assemble these things on her body.

Fortunately, before he was silent for too long, Su Wenshan took the initiative to take half a step forward to help him put on these equipments one by one.

With a sullen handsome face, Mu Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to study these strange technological products, when his heart skipped a beat suddenly, and the inspiration in his body suddenly issued a series of strong alarms at this time.

— something ominous and expected is happening.

Mu Xue's movements of adjusting the earphones suddenly stopped.

Mr. Mage slowly turned his head, looking at the sky covered by red mist outside the window, he stepped a little, and his body floated directly to the window sill with the help of the flying spell.

Meng Zhengqing was keenly aware of the strangeness, and immediately walked to his side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yeque, did something happen?"

"...It's not a good thing." Mu Xue pressed the skin on his left rib, his eyes slowly sank, and said: "It seems that I can't stay here for too long. Your Excellency, if you are in 10 If a suitable venue cannot be cleared within minutes, then I will choose to seal this arm on the spot."

"10 minutes?" Meng Zhengqing couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, and frowned, "What... what does 'can't stay for too long' mean? Didn't we have a good talk before?"

Mu Xue didn't say a word, he put his hand gently on the light red birthmark, and looked at the looming passage of time and space behind the red mist, countless dark golden strange lines were faintly reflected in the dark green pupils.

If there is another high-level magician standing here at this time, one can definitely see that the golden lines in Mu Xue's pupils clearly represent the extremely special ancient skills such as [peeking into secrets], [omnipotent perception] and [predicting the future]. Curse pattern, and this is the unique [Phantom Pupil] effect of the legendary mage when casting prophecy magic.

This spell consumes a lot of mana. Mu Xue had already used it once when she entered the Haya Ruins Plane to discuss the "God Killing" operation with the Pope, and now it is just the second time.

He said: "Just now, I sensed a huge change."

Meng Zhengqing was right next to him. Hearing this, he couldn't help asking: "What did you say?"

Mu Xue paused for a few seconds before saying, "It wants to fight back."

"This change is happening on the other side of the universe. And I should also be a key part of the change." The green-eyed mage suddenly turned his head back, and the dark golden curse lines in his eyes were all extinguished at this moment, and he said to himself To himself: "I must get back there as soon as possible."

"'Black Fire' cannot take the place of 'I'."

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In the void universe, an unknown small world plane.

The Book of Truth floats in mid-air.

This crimson hardcover book with a gorgeous gold border is actively standing upright in front of the Pope where it can be seen at a glance, flipping the pages back and forth to attract the attention of the Pope.

[A huge change is happening. 】

【Your Majesty, do you want to know what that is? 】

The Pope, who had turned into a child, subconsciously touched the words on the page with his right hand.

He was sitting upright on the shell of a giant tortoise the size of a small elephant, holding a thin piece of paper in one hand, and the other palm was shining with golden light, while the giant tortoise under him was still bleeding Its head and two injured front paws stretched out under the golden light, and the giant tortoise looked serene, obviously using the Pope's magic to heal its wounds.

Ten meters away behind the pope and the giant tortoise, a mysterious and mysterious light array is slowly rotating.

In the center of the magic circle, the arm and foot of the evil god hanging from the sky has been entangled and restrained by dense golden "silk threads". At this time, it is like a huge and lifelike sculpture. Can no longer see the slightest arrogance.

The Pope gently patted the giant tortoise's head, while his eyes looked at the book of truth ahead: "Variable?"

Book of Truth: [This will be a huge variable that can affect the success or failure of this campaign. 】

Huge variable...

The Pope stroked the pages of the book with his fingers, his expression thoughtful: "Could it be 'God'?"

The book of truth was bouncing up and down in the air, and it wrote earnestly: [As expected of your Majesty, I guessed it! 】

The Pope raised his head, turned his eyes on the sealed arms, feet, and limbs, and said: "'Abomination' is the most important 'anchor' that the evil god casts in the world of the heavens. It's within reason."

The author has something to say: Meng Zhengqing: "What kind of existence is the evil god?"

Mu Xue [thought for a while]: "It's a little stutter."

Meng Zhengqing: "???"

Evil God: […]

Cthulhu: [You—dead—definitely—! ! ! = dish = convex]

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感谢在2021-02-1702:09:59~2021-02-2419:25:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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