Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

Outside the hospital street, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the dark and gloomy sky.

This muffled thunder seemed to hit the hearts of all the citizens of Xueyuan City, giving everyone a lingering feeling of fear.

The Ancient King shifted his gaze from the two troublesome guys in front of him to the hospital.

The things there were more worthy of his attention than the two 'fanatics'.

That represents the mortal enemy and nemesis of the Ancient King, the thing called Death. The previous reunion with my friend ended before the fight really started because of the intervention of this thing.

Gilgamesh's face showed a solemn look. Servants are always associated with myths and legends. In the Gilgamesh Epic, the biggest setback Gilgamesh encountered was the pursuit of hard work. The grass of immortality was stolen by a snake.

The driving force behind Gilgamesh's pursuit of the Immortal Grass is also to avoid death.

"Was it originally here?"

"Originally, I came here just to punish the madmen, but I didn't expect that I met an unexpected surprise....."

The black smoke, or just the blackness itself, because it was difficult to determine what kind of substance it was, appeared from somewhere in the hospital and swallowed up the entire hospital almost instantly.

Even so, this darkness is not satisfied and continues to extend its tentacles and minions towards the outside world.

Gilgamesh restrained his arrogance and threw the weapon from the treasure house. It was not an attack, but just a test.

But when the weapon was thrown into the darkness, Gilgamesh felt that the connection was becoming obscured until it completely disappeared.

"It seems that if you want to deal with this thing, you need to make some preparations."

Gilgamesh raised his hand, and carpet-like items appeared in the treasure house, spread under his and Tini's feet.

The flying carpet took him and Tini to the sky, avoiding the diffuse darkness.

Al Cades summoned the group of man-eating horses that his glory had conquered, and a strong horse appeared under him to take him out of the street. The darkness that his glory controlled was quite troublesome.

The three-headed hellhound that was allowed to hunt the police was swallowed up by the darkness.

It was not that it was wiped out, but the spiritual energy of the three-headed hellhound was swallowed up by the master behind the darkness, just like the Snatcher who used the sky wind. Just like taking away Jack the Ripper's Noble Phantasm, in the end his own Noble Phantasm and glory were taken away.

Is this considered karmic retribution? Although he was laughing at himself, Alcides was covered in beast fur.

There was a look of vigilance on Xia's face.

The way the three-headed dog of hell was taken away was completely different from the way he took away Jack the Ripper.

Cerberus was taken away because of the high position of the same concept. Control.

Just like if Alcides uses the glory of the three-headed dog of hell in front of Hades, this glory will definitely be taken away by Hades, because Hades himself is the master of Cerberus.

In the same sense, the existence that swallowed the three-headed dog of hell represents the Hades series, or a high-ranking existence with the concept of death.

"Anticlimactic..."

Alcides evaluated the results of his hunt.

When he paused briefly, four of the horses he called had disappeared into the darkness. This time it was no longer deprivation, but the immediate death of the horse.

The black shadow kept approaching.

The overwhelming group of shadows, riding on the air swaying with the leaves of the street trees, riding on the strong wind blowing between the tall buildings, and even riding on the desperate sighs of those who were devoured, pursued Alcides in hot pursuit..

Alcides no longer hesitated or looked back, and was ready to leave here directly.

Although the origin of this darkness cannot be guessed at the moment, Alcides can make an accurate judgment. That was a judgment based on the experience he had accumulated so far and the keen sense he had honed in the deadly fight just now. He knew that the person behind him was by no means an easy existence.

Before leaving, he glanced at Gilgamesh who was rising into the sky on a magic carpet.

Then he glanced at the last person in the confrontation between the three. No, it should be said that he was the one who forcibly created a balance and fixed him and Gilgamesh in place.

The hermit in white robe did not retreat in the face of the darkness. Instead, he stepped forward.

This move made Alcides who was riding a horse and Gilgamesh who was watching from the sky couldn't help but hesitate.

And just when the white-robed hermit took the initiative to step into the darkness, the spreading black mist suddenly stopped, whistling and menacingly as if to deprive everything.

When the black mist rolled again, it was not moving outwards, but violently agitating toward the inner realm that had been swallowed up by the black mist...............

Hospital interior.

The black mist pouring out from the ward deep in the corridor was so fast that it filled the entire space overwhelmingly, so that Sigma and the others did not have any space to react, avoid or fight.

When darkness fell, the existence of Sigma disappeared in the hospital, in this city, and in reality.

The initiator of all this, the Dead Apostle Jesta, is the only living thing still remaining in the black mist.

Jesta grinned, revealing his neat white teeth, and the handsome boy's outer shell looked extremely ferocious at the moment.

He is happily looking forward to what will happen next. He has set up a stage, and the center of this stage will be the fanatic he likes. He was looking forward to Kuaxinzi's performance on this stage.

Jesta's smile suddenly faded.

The direction of the diffuse wind surrounding the black mist suddenly changed. Instead of spurting outward from the ward, it was flowing back.

The smoke of death, which every living creature shuns, seems to be driven away by something at this moment. die...Being driven?

Jesta was in disbelief because this was against the rules.

The white figure came to him.

He didn't know when it appeared, but it appeared in front of him naturally.

The moment he saw the other party, Jesta became restless and howled wildly. But he couldn't make any restless movements or make any roaring sounds.

It has a sound similar to the rolling gears.

The sound originated from his chest.

This is the core ability that Jesta has mastered.

He is proud of his ability, because this ability is infinitely close to that of his ancestors in terms of achieving the condition of 'immortality'.’

【The Sixth Company Men's Clothing] represents his six lives, which is his ability to be resurrected no matter how completely he dies or how much his body is destroyed.

There are six holes in the disc on Jesta's chest. The first hole has been filled, and the pointer points to the second hole.

This means that he has used up one life, and now it is his second.

However, at this moment, the pointer on his chest was turning. In a breathless time, it passed the second hole, the third hole, the fourth hole, until it moved towards the last hole.