Chapter 750 – Fire Reappears

　　Sickness Plague’s face grimaced when he saw that his virus was trapped by An Qingyu.

　　Of course, as an oracle messenger, this mist was not his only means.

　　Disease, there were ten thousand ways to kill someone.

　　He raised his arm and was about to do something when a figure in dark blue han robes suddenly crashed through the purple mist and landed steadily in front of him like electricity.

　　Calan pressed the button on the black box, and a golden lance ejected from the box and landed steadily in her hand.

　　She held the [Heavenly Que] in her hand, her black hair fluttering slightly in the wind, her eyes gazing at Sickness Plague, her battle spirit soaring:

　　”Come on.” She said with a smile, “Try it, your virus, can it kill me?”

　　Dang-!

　　Her feet slammed on the ground, her figure shot out like electricity, and the golden lance in her hand made a point towards the Disease Disaster, and a thick golden pillar of light gushed out, directly piercing through the dead night sky, illuminating a corner of the darkness.

　　On the other side.

　　Insect Plague looked at the battlefield that had become a chaotic mess, and her brows furrowed slightly.

　　Her sleeve hem flicked in the air, and densely packed poisonous insects crawled out of her body, spreading out to the surroundings at an astonishing speed, and just as they were about to blend into the battlefield, a crisp ringing finger sound rang out.

　　Splat–!

　　The air around them was sharply separated and compressed.

　　A cloud of sparks erupted.

　　In the next moment, the blazing fireball was like a burning sun that blossomed under the night sky, and all of the venomous insects that filled the ground were instantly submerged in the sea of fire!

　　A figure calmly stood in the sea of fire, and with his raised right hand, he once again snapped his fingers.

　　Snap–!

　　The wall of vacuum descended, and the surrounding flames instantly extinguished.

　　Shen Qingzhu, clad in a flowing cloud feather weave, stood in the only vacuum in the fire, his eyes staring intently into the eyes of the insect plague, icy cold.

　　His surroundings were not a total vacuum, the current Shen Qingzhu was already able to condense air bubble after air bubble in the vacuum through his precise control ability, and while maintaining his own breathing in the vacuum, he was also able to transmit his voice out with the air bubbles.

　　He looked at the insect plague and spoke faintly:

　　”I couldn’t kill you this morning, and now …… I’ve come to take your head.”

　　”My head?” Insect Plague sneered, “With you?”

　　”Of course …… not.”

　　A smirk surfaced at the corner of Shen Qingzhu’s mouth.

　　A red-robed figure fell from the sky like a meteor!

　　Dang!

　　The figure landed behind Shen Qingzhu, a red robe fluttering in the wind, and Insect Plague turned his head suspiciously, and when he saw the familiar face, his pupils suddenly contracted!

　　”Fire? How is this possible?!”

　　Standing behind Shen Qingzhu was none other than the original number four Oracle Envoy, “Fire”!

　　After the Osaka battle, Fire was personally killed by Lin Qiye, and then Hyrule Disaster initiated a remodeling program in the [Pure Land] to recreate Fire’s body.

　　With the science and technology of the Pure Land, it was possible to copy the soul consciousness of Fire from the clouds into a new body, thus completely resurrecting it……. But before Fire’s body could be remodeled, An Qingyu and Jiang Er seized the Pure Land.

　　The oracle did not have time to upload the “fire” ego consciousness.

　　In other words,……

　　What was left behind in the Pure Land was a “fire” that had no self-awareness and could only be controlled by the automatic control system of “Hazu”!

　　And “Hazu” has been completely annihilated by Jiang Er.

　　Therefore, the one controlling Oracle No. 4 …… is Jiang Er!

　　”Surprised or not, unexpected or not?” The corners of Fire’s mouth rose slightly, and in his left eye, a red aperture flickered slightly, and Jiang Er’s voice came out from it, “This gift you guys left for me, I like it very much.

　　I will use his fire to burn up the [Pure Land].”

　　Jiang Er’s voice disappeared, and the manipulated fire slowly raised its hand, a blazing thread of fire coalescing in the air as the temperature in the surroundings rose sharply!

　　Insect Plague’s face suddenly turned ugly!

　　Three oracle envoys, and six members of the [Night Curtain] squad, were in a melee.

　　These oracles were strong enough to rival those in the “Klein” realm, but on the side of the [Night Curtain] team, only Baili Chubby, Cao Yuan, and Jia Lan possessed the combat power of the “Limitless” realm, and although they were a bit short of the realm, they were still able to fight with them by virtue of the power of the forbidden ruins and the cooperation between each other. Although they were a bit inferior in terms of realm, with the power of the Forbidden Ruins and the cooperation between them, they were still able to fight with them.

　　In addition, Jiang’er was able to control Fire, who was also an Oracle, and was able to deal with an Oracle on his own, making the situation extremely anxious.

　　Seeing this, the Prison Tribulation frowned tightly.

　　Knowing that this battle was being synchronized and broadcast live to the entire “human circle”, if the Oracle failed to win this battle, or if it was an extremely close victory, it would have a great negative impact on the stability of the divine power.

　　They needed a crushing victory!

　　Prison Tribulation took a deep breath as the black aperture in his left eye contracted, and he raised his arm, slowly grasping towards the crowd of the [Night Curtain] squad in the air.

　　Right at this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!

　　In the nothingness behind him, a man in a black trench coat, holding a snow-white long sword, walked out like a ghost.

　　”What do you want …… to do?”

　　Lin Qiye’s voice echoed in Prison Disaster’s ears.

　　Prison Disaster’s figure flashed toward the front like electricity, his right hand that was already outstretched flew back into his grip, and a pitch-black prison black stick surged out from the darkness under his feet, interlocking and coiling, turning into a pitch-black giant sword that swung toward Lin Qiye’s body.

　　Clang-!

　　A huge blade projection surfaced at the same time and collided with that huge sword, and invisible air waves burst out at the point of collision between the two!

　　Wild winds blew Lin Qiye’s black hair, and those radiant golden eyes blazed like a blazing sun.

　　A cold sweat broke out at the back of Prison Disaster!

　　When did he come behind himself?

　　Why was there not a single trace, not a single energy fluctuation?

　　Prison disaster stabilized his stance, his eyes looking towards the long snow white blade in Lin Qiye’s hand, deep disbelief surfacing in his eyes.

　　Is that the …… Scourge Tsu Blade?

　　When was there such a blade in the Nine Blades of Banejin?

　　”You, the number one oracle envoy who imprisoned Cao Yuan?” Lin Qiye held Zhanbai, clad in a black trenchcoat, and slowly walked towards Prison Disaster.

　　”So what if I am?” Prison Disaster spoke in a cold voice, “A blasphemous heretic should have been executed, if you didn’t want to pry his mouth open and get a way out of here, he would already be a corpse by now ……

　　And, perhaps even you yourself don’t know what kind of monster he is!”

　　”Monster?”

　　Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly, “My brother, is not a monster ……

　　Even if he really is.

　　Whoever dares to call him a monster.

　　I’ll kill whoever does!”

　　As Lin Qiye’s words fell, the Chopping White in his hand swung out like electricity, and a flash of snow-white blade ignored the flickering of space as it flew straight at the Prison Calamity’s head!