The Ghost of Fog
Chapters 124. The Devil has no Appeal
"The task is done Miss, the village is safe and the terror-seeking demon grandmother is dead."
"Good."
"But I'm sorry Miss, the raid had to abort almost all members of Zhang's army. Even the Red Golok as the leader of the raid was also killed. Only we are alone who are from the Zhang family are survivors." continued Lin Tian.
The girl clearly showed a sad expression, but only for a moment before she said, "Darlingly, how else, the rice has become porridge. You guys take a break."
"Thank you Miss." a bodyguard immediately returned to his residence.
"What else is Lin Tian?" asked the girl as soon as she saw her personal bodyguard had not yet moved.
"The Beautiful Demon Twins, all are dead Miss. So right now, the Pillar of Hell only leaves five Miss." Lin Tian said.
Clearly Zhang Qiaofeng was surprised instead of playing. Then he immediately asked, "What? Is that true? Who killed him?"
"I'm alone Miss, time of the journey home."
Still in his shock, Zhang Qiaofeng was only able to open his mouth wide. Confused to answer what.
"Then I go Miss." Lin Tian just walked away.
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While in the distance there, close to the headquarters of the Black faction Alliance, there was a battle of two very great people. It caused an incredible wind.
"Let'samaaaannn!! So you're the troublemaker who's been running rampant lately huh!??"
"haha....Black faction Alliance, it is time for you to sleep and be replaced with us!!!"
The first man was wearing black monk clothes. Just like the other monks, this man was bald with no hair.
The second person was also in black robes, but if his opponent fought with his bare hands, it was that he was fighting using a long chain whose tip was sharp like a sword.
The monk was none other than one of the higher-ups as well as a member of the Pillar of Hell nicknamed the God of Darkness. As for his opponent he himself did not know for sure either.
His opponent was presumably not so old, probably around thirty-five years old. Her hair was long, left to break down just like that. His face was not so handsome, but his skin color was white like that of a woman.
And in the left eye to the chin, there is a tattoo with deep black ink. Form three longitudinal lines.
The man then slapped his long chain from a distance, slashing towards the waist of the Dark God. But the monk was very deftly able to avoid himself by jumping and bersalto in the air.
Still in the air, the Dark God sent a long-range punch to his enemy. Directs right into the left eye full of tattoos.
"Haha!!" the person just laughed out loud while throwing himself to the right. Continuing with the chain from top to bottom.
"Luck!!" The Dark God shrieked loudly and fended off. But his heart was surprised once he felt both wrists felt numb once a moment after the two palms met the opponent's chain.
"Who exactly is this son of a bitch!? It's really dangerous!!" murmured the Dark God in heart.
But he was not afraid at all, so a second later, he lunged forward and there was a great fight.
"Trang-Tring-Trang!!"
Many times there was the sound of metal clashing in the air. But actually it was the sound of chains meeting a pair of palms.
Reaching the hundredth, the Dark God twisted his body and was about to smash into the right neck of his enemy using the back of his right hand. Creating a strong wind even though the hand is still quite far away.
Agilely, the tattooed man made a punching motion with his left hand, while his right hand was wrapped around the chain to the right hand of the Dark God who almost hit his neck.
"Cuuss-Tringg!"
"Damn it!!" The Dark God shouted furiously as soon as his right hand was wrapped around the opponent's weapon, while his left shoulder was tainted which made the entire left arm feel paralyzed.
"Hehe...how about this!?"
Just one kick, the tattooed pri pulled the chain along with the right hand of the opponent. Deciding the Dark God's right hand is elbow-bound.
"Hohahahaha..you call yourself the Dark God!? What is Dewaa!!?" the person exclaimed while laughing, looking at the Dark God who was complaining in pain.
The Dark God gathered on the ground while holding his puffed-up right arm. Looking at the person in front of him was full of hatred.
"You...!! Who are you really!??" snarled the monk.
"You want to know who I am? Hahaha, then look at me from nature there, you will know later!!" the answer is a cynical grin. A second later, his chains flashed rapidly towards the neck.
"Wait a minute." The Dark God had not finished saying, the chain had already hit his neck.
"Craasshh!!" his neck broke instantly.
"Hm..one is gone, hahahaha!!!" the tattooed man laughed loudly as he approached one of the trees.
"Hehehe.everyone should know this."
He then scratched the tree using the end of his chain, writing something down before jumping away from it accompanied by a creepy laugh.
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In the evening there were several Alliance warriors passing by near the place. They had just returned home after a mission somewhere.
It is conceivable how shocked they were when they looked down at a tree with a human body. A body that they are very familiar with.
"What the fuck? Can the Dark God elder really die? Who killed him?"
"Hey look at that tree, there's writing!!"
They immediately approached the large tree where there was a sentence on the trunk of the tree.
Under this tree, the Dark God of Hell Pillar Members
Dead in the hands of Satan No Appeal
"Devil No Appeal? Who're they?" ask the warrior to his friend.
"You think I know? Never mind, we better bury your body immediately, and report this to the leader."
They all agree with that statement. Without much further ado, the five Alliance warriors immediately dug a makeshift pit to bury the Dark God's body.
Then hastened they all returned to the headquarters to report this shocking matter to Ling Haocun.
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"What did you say!! She dead!? Who killed him!!?" ling Haocun shouted to the five people. Cut their unfinished reports.
"The man who killed him left a message written on a tree. The inscription says that the one who killed the Lord of Darkness called himself a Devil of No Appeal." replied one of the timid warriors.
"Bedebaahh!! Swordsman Ghost Fog is not dead yet, now appears again Devil No Appeal!! Who the hell is this?" annoyed Ling Haocun, that Fire Poison Demon while smashing a table in front of him.
Ling Haocun then walked out of the room without saying anything more. Which of course confused the five people.
"We're going home?"
"Of course, I'm tired."
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