The torrential rain of psychic blades pierced the captain into a sieve, and his whole body sprayed blood like a shower.

But the captain avoided the psionic blades that shot at the head and heart at the critical moment. Although the body was severely injured and the internal organs were pierced, the body injected with No. 0 potion recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The No. 0 Potion used by the Inquisition Bureau as a last-ditch effort will use all the vitality of the injector to repair injuries, enhance attacks, and improve oneself. As long as there is still vitality, as long as the brain and heart are not completely destroyed, then the injector will be a machine that can only complete tasks without fatigue and pain.

The psychic blade focused on penetrating power. Although the injury on the captain's body looked serious, his heart and brain were not seriously damaged, and he healed the wound on the surface of his body in just a few seconds.

"whispering sound!"

He made a dissatisfied voice. If the captain hadn't taken the No. 0 potion before, he could only lie down on the ground and wait for death to come. But the effect of No. 0 potion is so overbearing, even if the whole body is penetrated into a shower, even if the blood loss exceeds one-third, as long as there is vitality, it will never die.

But relatively, the price paid is that the vitality will continue to burn, and the vitality of a lifetime will be consumed in a short period of time.

The psychic blade shot again, piercing the captain like a streamer. This time, Mo Cheng didn't pick the vital parts or the parts of his body that were easier to hit. He attacked the lower body's legs, ankles and other places.

The hamstring was torn, and the captain rolled forward to avoid the subsequent psychic blade. While rolling, his legs were also recovering rapidly, and they could be intact in the next breath.

But Mo Cheng's speed was faster than the captain's reply, and the psionic blade cut off the hamstring was just to delay the opponent's speed. As soon as Mo Cheng stepped on his footsteps, a pillar of mud suddenly rose up on the spot, and his figure disappeared immediately.

When Mo Cheng's figure reappeared, he appeared behind another member of the Inquisition Bureau of Heretics, holding the back of his head with one hand and pressing his neck with the other.

Then the waist and abdomen forcefully flipped forward, and the potential energy of the body sprint was completely exerted on the neck of the member of the Heresy Judgment Bureau. The member only felt that his body was in the air, and then his whole body relaxed, and he didn't even have a chance to catch the enemy and explode himself. He could only watch helplessly as his head and spine protruded from his body.

The brain loses connection with the body, no matter how strong the vitality is, it is just a lump of rotten meat that will recover.

With the palm of his hand, he crushed the head in his hand, and one of the enemies injected with No. 0 potion died.

The captain's legs have only recovered half, and the number of remaining enemies in front of him is...

Five people!

Mishasi's maid guards entangled the two of them, the team leader's leg is still being repaired, an enemy who controls the throwing knife, and a spellcaster who maintains the dark space.

Without thinking too much, Mo Cheng disappeared in the next moment, no one could perceive where he was, and no one could find his trace.

At night, in this completely dark environment, Night Hunting made Mo Cheng more adaptable to the darkness than the members of the Inquisition Bureau, more proficient in hunting than them, and even Mo Cheng was stronger than them.

"Pfft!"

A clear voice rang in everyone's ears. A big hole appeared in the chest of the spellcaster who maintained the dark space. The source of life force that brought him was beating in the hands of others at this moment.

Mo Cheng's speed was so fast that the caster was wondering when his heart was taken away. But soon he didn't need to wonder, and he no longer needed to think. The next moment, his head flew high, and the blood on his neck shot out like a fountain.

Remaining enemies: four.

Mo Cheng still didn't go to the captain, even though the other party's legs had regained their mobility now, and they were approaching Princess Mishas.

But it doesn't matter, the guards around Princess Mishas can last for a while no matter what, as long as he kills all his subordinates who are assisting him, he will have the final say on the next situation.

The caster who maintained the dark space was killed, and the dim street lamps fell on the ground. At the same time, there was no space barrier, and something on Princess Mishas was sending out an alarm.

At this moment, both Mo Cheng and the captain could feel that the city under their feet woke up like a giant beast, and everyone present was watched by something in an instant.

"Oops!"

"Trouble."

Others don't know what's going on, but as the captain of this operation and Mo Cheng, who has his own source of information, how can he not know that the super fortress named [Fairhaven] has already started the third-level activation procedure up.

The Central King City, or the Central King City is called [Fairhaven], and the aristocratic districts and wealthy districts around it are just buildings that were expanded later.

The essence of [Fairhaven] is a black technology and black magic floating fortress with super firepower, long-lasting endurance, and the source can even be traced back to the previous era.

Only Mo Cheng knows how terrifying this fortress that has not been moved for almost a thousand years is. [Eternal Night Demon King] found the dragon cemetery from somewhere, and transformed all the dragon bones into undead dragons, and the dragon wings covered the sky. It covered the sky every day, and destroyed thirteen small countries one day under absolute air supremacy.

But it was such an undead giant dragon army that failed in front of [Fairhaven], the floating fortress. [Fairhaven] was overloaded with injuries that nearly collapsed, and the entire undead giant army was destroyed. The Dragon Legion was smashed and returned to the hands of the Eternal Night Demon King for three full days before reappearing, buying precious three days for the alliance to crusade against the Eternal Night Demon King.

Immediately run the seventy-two changes with all its strength, trying not to let anyone see any flaws. At the same time, like an extremely tyrannical beast, it rushed towards the member who controlled the throwing knife.

Although the member used throwing knives to set up several layers of knife walls in front of him, the holy light shining on the blade told others that this was undoubtedly a weapon that cut iron like mud.

However, what he was waiting for was a huge arm that rushed into the knife wall without any reason, holding his shoulders tightly.

Fei Dao obviously realized something~lightnovelpub.net~ and immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "No!"

But does it work?

Obviously not, Mo Cheng never acts as the enemy thinks, the strength of his hands is like releasing a flood, and his arm forcibly tore the flying knife in half.

The ice-cold gaze was cast on the captain, without words, any words can't compare with the meaning expressed by actions at this moment.

"Next, it's your turn."

The captain didn't reply, and pulled out something from his waist, something Mo Cheng was absolutely familiar with.

With a revolver, he slammed the trigger at Mo Cheng for rapid fire.

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