Chapter 110 The Impermanence of Life and Death
The air was tainted with blood and dust, and the stench was so stifling that it made people breathless. The weak fire was mixed with the warning lights that had not been completely extinguished, giving off a dim light that flickered on and off.
The walls were destroyed by the huge force, the damaged wires and mechanical structures were flashing with dazzling electric sparks, and the violent air waves blew from the depths of the dark pit, hot and violent, making a shrill 'woo-woo' sound, as if coming from The cry of hell.
The battle between the Fengdu Guards and the black market cultivators is not over yet. They have fought deep into the black market. Now only the remaining waves are coming, causing the strong wind to stop blowing and the ground to shake slightly. The sounds of fighting can still be heard.
In the pool of flesh and blood formed by the bones of the dead and a pool of semi-solidified blood, a figure slowly stood up from it.
Thick plasma fell from around the bamboo hat and raincoat. Anjing looked around silently, a desire to vomit surging in his chest and abdomen.
The entire free trade market has been completely destroyed, and the area around the emergency exit is already a sea of corpses and blood. The main reason why he survived was because he ran fast enough and hid in the passage before the black market monks and Fengdu guards started fighting. Inside, he was not directly hit by the aftermath, and he himself had some self-defense capabilities.
Infused with Taibai's evil spirit, even a leaf is like armor, and a piece of paper is like a sharp blade. The originally strong bulletproof raincoat has fully exerted its ability as a protective weapon and withstood the aftermath.
But others are not so lucky. Although the corpses around Anjing had basically been smashed into pieces, their skeletons could probably still be seen as humanoid. However, the corpses outside the entrance of the passage had turned into pitch black charcoal, with no humanoid features visible at all.
In fact, these are not terrible. As long as someone is not careful, they will not be able to tell that these black carbon slags were once human beings. What is really disgusting are the corpses that have used protective magic weapons but were still broken to death...their bodies are just The surface turned into char, but scarlet blood still flowed from the cracks on the surface of the body, revealing the tender red meat inside, which undulated with the heat.
Even though he was still wearing a gas mask, the strong smell of blood still poured into his nose.
After finally calming down, Anjing silently checked the drone and various resources protected by him.
As he took stock of his resources, he forced himself to think.
Although the people who come to the black market are indeed not law-abiding people, at present, this black market is surprisingly formal. It is not so much a black market as an underground mall built by a large group.
But here comes the problem.
If according to what Boss Ji Lu said, the black market here is really supported by the Xuandu Group. With its powerful background of Yuan Shen level, it shouldn't be a 'black market' that can be investigated and dealt with at will.
unless……
"I seem to vaguely remember that among the three permanent groups in Xuanye City, there seems to be no name of Xuandu? The four major soul inheritances, Luofu, Shouyang, Xuandu, Lianshan... Yes. The third group of Xuanye City The big group is Lianshan Group!”
Not daring to make any noise, An Jing, who had counted the equipment, quietly hid aside, thinking in his mind, observing the surrounding environment solemnly: "Xuan Ye City is a forbidden area for the three major groups, and the Xuandu Group's formal channels cannot intervene, so they opened a black market. , This should also be acquiesced by some of the groups, so the black market also has to pay taxes as protection fees. "
"But this is just normal. If a conflict does break out, it will be illegal by default, so the Fengdu Guards will be dispatched directly to clean up, without caring about casualties!"
"I'm probably not the only one who survived. Boss Najilu probably didn't die either."
In fact, after calming down and listening for a while, you can vaguely hear struggling breathing and cries for help coming from the bottom of the stairs of the emergency escape. Those are the deeper black market people. An Jing observed carefully and did not see the clothes of Boss Ji Lu - he looked like he had a lot of talismans on him. He was most likely a member of a big family. It would not be difficult to block the aftermath.
There was indeed no boss Jilu among the corpses on the ground, and people could be seen walking on the road leading to the upper exit. Obviously, those who were able to move left the black market as quickly as possible.
But An Jing saw another familiar corpse.
The corpse of the young waitress who had previously taken Anjing to test the drone was curled up and hiding behind a half-burnt counter, holding her ears. She didn't suffer many injuries. Her internal organs were probably shattered by the aftermath, and she wasn't burned by the flames, so the body was still intact, except for bleeding from her orifices.
An Jing stared silently at the girl in front of him who was once young and cheerful, worked seriously, was passionate about the future, and shyly begged for praise.
She's just a corpse now.
Raising his head, Anjing looked around the entire second floor.
What's here is densely packed, covering the ground, steaming upwards, all filled with blood and death. Is it really necessary?
It is obvious that many people here have nothing to do with those major events, and it is easy to identify them.
Even if something very critical and important is really lost, wouldn't it be okay to arrest everyone and interrogate them one by one?
It obviously has overwhelming power, so it just takes a little more effort to interrogate...
It must be like this, it can only be like this, it must be like this...it must kill people! It has to be such a senseless killing!
——Is it absolutely necessary? !
An Jing showed no anger. Because of anger, there will be no answer to questioning, because the person who would do such a thing would never think about such a question.
Unless, they also fall into this situation.
They also became corpses.
Keeping the scene in front of him firmly in mind, An Jing stretched out his hand to open the young waiter's eyes slightly to bleed, closed his dazed eyes, and then turned away.
He headed for the top exit.
The second underground floor is the free trade area, the third underground floor is the specialty store area, and the first floor is the general retail area, which sells bullets, stimulants, various talismans, elixirs and other commonly used items. Above that is the entrance and exit of the square, which is not far away.
But just after taking two steps upward, An Jing suddenly felt alarm bells ringing in his heart.
He stopped and listened in bewilderment.
——How could it be... so quiet?
The disaster below the black market resulted in many casualties but few injuries. Those with minor injuries had already left long ago, but even so there were still many screams and wails.
But up there, it was too quiet, too quiet.
An Jing also thought that there were patrols and even Fengdu guards guarding it, so he planned to get closer to see the situation before taking action, but now, he didn't dare to get close at all.
An Jing even turned around, turned around, and walked quickly towards the third underground floor.
The three-story specialty store area is where Anjing buys Jie Yugang.
These are all 'brand stores' and 'specialty stores' that look like small mountains of ocher. Most people won't come here. Each major store has its own reinforcement technique, so it looks like there is less damage.
But in fact, in the face of the battle between the Fengdu Guards and the black market cultivators, these spells did not make much sense. The third floor was full of ruins, and scattered corpses and blood stains could be seen everywhere, but there were no corpses everywhere on the first and second floors. It's just so tragic.
Anjing circulates the Jingjing Sword Concept and Huangtian Method.
He must calm down now.
He quickly found a small shop with a collapsed facade that sold talisman pens and spiritual ink. He avoided the 'paralysis ban' reminded by the sword spirit, hid in it, and then took out the drone glasses and handle from the blood-stained backpack.
After the equipment was complete, he activated the 'Six Qi Lotus Platform'.
Input some spiritual power to start the authentication process, put on the drone glasses to connect the field of vision with the Six-Qi Lotus Platform, and the green lotus-shaped drone base rose silently, spinning and flying towards the upper level.
(End of chapter)