This actor is full of tricks.

The village defender was seriously injured by the blood-red spear's sneak attack, his shoulder was almost torn apart, and coupled with the negative effects of his previous wanton use of the copying ability, he could hardly stand up.

Countless blood threads bloomed like petals, and in the center of these blood threads was a figure shrouded in a wide sweater.

The figure was wearing a ghost mask on his face, but the familiar bloodshot and sweatshirt made Lin Jue confirm at a glance that this guy was the hooded man, a member of the New World known as Pawn.

"Xiao Zhao, let's go quickly. It's getting more and more chaotic. I feel like I might die if I stay here any longer." The driver didn't want to stay here anymore, so he pulled Lin Jue and prepared to escape.

Lin Jue pulled his hand back: "Brother, please go first. I will feel itchy and uncomfortable if I don't see the end."

"You guy!" The driver gritted his teeth and stopped trying to persuade him. They just met by chance and it was impossible for him to die with the other party.

Seeing the driver running farther and farther away, Lin Jue changed his appearance and put on a snow-white coat. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes under his gold-rimmed glasses, like a hunter who finally found his prey.

He was ready to take action at any time.

The appearance of the hooded man made all the gods' messengers cheer. The village defenders had been seriously injured and most likely no longer had the ability to fight.

Even if the village guards could still get up, they had two level three cultivators, Wu Xiumei and the god, not to mention the monster controlled by the god.

This chaos should come to an end. After killing those who challenged their dignity and the villains, they will cut off their heads and hang them in the village as a warning to others.

The bloodshot hooded man approached the village guard step by step, his eyes expressionless beneath the mask. "I saw you were disabled and crazy, so I let you stay in the village as a village guard, eating at other people's houses to survive."

His eyes grew colder and colder, gradually stained with murderous intent: "I didn't expect that my only kindness would lead to a wolf entering the house. You're hiding it a bit too well."

"The former captain of the Yeyou team, Li Changming!"

When he heard this, Lin Jue was stunned. He thought of many possibilities about the identity of the village guard, but he did not expect that the other party was the former captain of the Yeyou team.

When he was participating in the "Flying Head" script, he had heard Xu Xiaoqi say that the former captain of the Yeyou team was polluted and attacked when he broke through the fourth level. He became crazy and ran into the fog and disappeared.

I didn't expect that the other party would appear here. Lao Hei said that the village guard suddenly appeared after a fog fell, which makes sense.

Moreover, the other party also copied Chen Fu's abilities.

But is the former captain this old? He looks older than the store owner.

Lin Jue thought of the time when the village defender unleashed all his abilities and his hair turned white in an instant. Could it be that the copying ability could also absorb vitality?
The hooded man looked down at the village guard. "I've never met you, but I've heard of your name. Your cloning ability is unmatched in all of Sanjiang City, or even the surrounding areas. Back then, you were known as the most likely candidate for promotion to headquarters within the Sanjiang Inspection Division."

"Unfortunately, the drawbacks of your ability are also very serious."

He shook his head, his tone tinged with regret. "Excessive use of your abilities will affect your body and even consume your lifespan. It seems you've been through a fierce battle since entering the mist. Excessive use of your abilities has turned you into a complete invalid. You're not even forty years old, but you look like you're about to die."

"However, I value talent very much, so I can give you a chance."

As he spoke, the hooded man pulled out a clay jar from his arms and removed the lid, revealing a jar filled with fairy oil. Countless women's faces twisted and wailed as they slumped over the oil. "This is a good thing! It can rejuvenate you. While it won't increase your lifespan, it will at least make you look less old and disgusting."

The village guard lay on the ground, his shoulder still pinned by the blood-red spear. He looked at the jar of fairy oil and seemed to be persuaded. A hoarse, old voice rang out from his throat: "What do I need to pay?"

"Hehe." The hooded man chuckled, and strands of blood stretched out from his back, like long scarlet worms, and approached the village guards.

"Eat it and pledge your loyalty to me. I can give you a very high position, second only to me, commanding all the gods' messengers."

The village guard also laughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva. "It's just a weirdo made from young corpses, and you dare to call it fairy oil? Just like you, a mortal dares to call yourself a god. Do you really think you're standing on the clouds?"

"Ridiculous!" The hooded man laughed like he'd heard some ridiculous joke. "You guys from the Inspection Department are so stubborn and ignorant, pretending to be so righteous. That Chen Fu is like that, and so are you."

"You, the Sanjiang Inspection Bureau, are truly hopeless. You claim to be the guardians of peace and are unwilling to associate with the weird, but you have never considered that this is the inevitable result of the world's evolution. Your so-called upright style is actually hindering the world's reform."

"You've been in this village for so long, can't you see how turbid the world has become? These villagers are so selfish that they turn a blind eye to the deaths of others."

"The world is like a rotten garbage dump right now. Only these things you despise can clean up all the filth and make the world a brand new place."

He became increasingly insane and was promoting the extreme evolutionary doctrine of the New World.

The villagers could not understand the words of the hooded man because he disappeared from the real world too early and did not know about the New World, a dark organization that only appeared in recent years.

However, he could hear some information from the other party's words. This god definitely has an extreme antisocial personality.

"Isn't this the result of your manipulation? Is so-called evolution built on the backs of innocent lives? This kind of evolution is nothing more than an ivory tower forged of flesh and blood. Without a solid foundation, it will eventually collapse."

"You say those high-sounding words just to cover up your own selfish motives."

Hearing the words of the village guard, the hooded man sighed, "Evolution always requires sacrifice. It's like a marathon tug-of-war. We can't let the entire race end just because a few people fall."

"Forget it. Since you stubborn people can't understand, then become the cornerstone of evolution."

The hooded man's patience had run out. All the blood vessels appeared at this moment, climbing into the air, and then suddenly fell like scarlet arrows.

The village guard spat out a mouthful of blood, and his index finger made a broken sound at this moment. A large cloud of ice-blue cold air emerged in the air, directly freezing the hooded man and those blood threads.

He suddenly pulled out the blood-red spear stuck in his shoulder, black runes emerged, and he stabbed at the hooded man with all his strength.

He was talking so much nonsense with the other party because he was planning a fatal blow, waiting for the other party to let down his guard and then kill him completely.

(End of this chapter)