People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Yis didn't dare to delve deeper into this point of knowledge.

Otherwise, he felt that he would be swallowed up by some terrifying force.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a strange cry of 'all~all~'.

Shaking his head, Yis quickly used his ability to forget what Qi Yan had just said.

"Mr. Qi Yan, since you have already met Miss Fiammetta and returned the staff, I will take my leave first."

Yi Si resumed his elegant posture and bowed to Qi Yan: "I hope you have a good time tonight."

"I'll ask for your blessing."

Qi Yan turned his head to look at the open-air party in the distance that had fallen into chaos, and walked towards the cemetery gate before Yis.

Yis turned his head and looked beside him, and saw two tombstones with the same words standing side by side.

"My friend, what kind of person is this?"

"..."

"Why, you can't tell me?"

"..."

"It's so scary."

Holding the Black Lock Staff, Is walked away slowly and gracefully in another direction.

……

……

Open air party scene.

The originally lively Requiem Night event has now completely turned into a chaotic farce.

The people from Penguin Logistics, including Exia and Texas, were being besieged by the crowd.

Among those people were gangsters who had escaped from Syracuse, and even local gangs from Longmen. They were now united by someone and were working together to attack Penguin Logistics.

Baisong also mixed in with the Penguin Logistics team. He seemed to be a little excited. He completely abandoned his usual thinking habits and concentrated on fighting the enemy in front of him.

According to the purpose of Penguin Logistics, he now only needs to consider one thing, which is to defeat all enemies that stand in his way!

On the high platform in the center of the party, the penguin named Emperor was holding the microphone and continuing his rap performance as if he was not involved.

But the next second, a hand covered in yellow magic light pierced through him.

"Uh... this is... my... freestyle!"

Even though his body was pierced, the emperor still looked unconcerned and finished his rap.

"You're too noisy. I don't seem to have much time. I need to solve the problem at hand as soon as possible."

The Rat King threw the emperor's body away.

The emperor's body fell heavily to the ground with a heavy sound, scaring the onlookers so much that they all retreated.

"Emperor, that rap star is dead?!"

"Isn't it said that the rules of Longmen are that you can fight as long as you want but no one can die?"

"That old man seems to be the legendary Rat King... Is he going to break the rules of Longmen?"

The crowd was in panic for a moment.

Until this moment, they had not realized that the chaos of the party would pose a threat to them.

Someone tried to find the Longmen Guard Bureau.

But nothing.

The party completely turned into a noisy feast, with only chaos and no order.

On the high platform, the Rat King took the microphone from the Great Emperor:

"Good evening, fellow citizens of Longmen.

Tonight, our friends from Syracuse have prepared a special gift for you. Please enjoy it slowly."

As the Rat King finished speaking, a guy dressed in gangster clothes rushed into the party with a huge box in his arms, grinning:

"So many people, let's blow them up into the sky together!"

As he spoke, the man opened the box, revealing a huge Originium bomb inside.

At this moment the chaos at the party reached its peak.

However, the figures of the Longmen Guards seemed to be non-existent and did not appear during the entire process.

The crowd began to flee in panic.

The Rat King watched all this silently, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the blood off his hands.

A blue figure appeared behind the Rat King.

"You killed the boss. This matter won't be resolved so easily."

Mostima held a white staff and looked at the Rat King with a smile.

There was a flame burning on the staff.

The Rat King turned around, not at all surprised by Mastema's appearance:

"Girl, put away your magic. I will be very sad if it burns my coat. This is bought for me by my daughter herself."

Mastema did not move, and the flame on the staff burned more and more vigorously.

In response, the Rat King couldn't help but let out a bitter smile: "The real protagonist of tonight is about to arrive, and the chaos has just begun."

"What do you mean?"

Mastema finally showed a puzzled look.

In her impression, this chaos was planned by the Rat King. Whether it was provoking the conflict between Penguin Logistics and the gang, or the chaos of this party, it was all the Rat King's way of showing Longmen what would happen if someone broke the rules set by Wei Yanwu.

Including the Rat King himself.

According to the script, she should be fighting with the Rat King at this moment, and then gather everyone from Penguin Logistics to "kill" the Rat King under the watchful eyes of the citizens of Longmen.

The Rat King said nothing.

But everything that happened in Longmen helped him explain it.

A large number of members of the Longmen Guard Bureau seemed to appear out of thin air, and they all emerged to control the Longmen citizens at the scene and lead them to evacuate to other places.

A figure wearing a black raincoat shuttled between the Longmen buildings, landed on the top of the building, and waited for battle.

In the dark corner of the alley, the figures of the Gray Tail Troops quietly appeared, holding their weapons tightly, and their nervousness was visible to the naked eye.

The entire Longmen seemed to be in a tense atmosphere.

The citizens of Longmen had never seen such a scene before, and they were so frightened that they dared not even breathe.

Mostima blinked his blue eyes and asked in confusion:

"Are you really planning to lead the Gray Tail troops to fight against Longmen?"

"No, we are afraid of someone."

At the Rat King's reminder, Mostima shifted his gaze.

A white-haired figure walked slowly from the end of the street.

The members of the Longmen Guard Bureau did not bother to continue evacuating the citizens of Longmen and immediately entered a state of combat readiness.

The black-clothed shadow guards on the roof held their breath and silently placed their hands on their weapons.

The Gray Tail troops once again walked out of the alley for a distance, ready to fight to the death at any time.

A city, because of one person, entered the highest level of alert.

Mastema opened her mouth slightly.

She knew that Qi Yan was very strong, but that was only what she heard from other people. This was the first time she witnessed the oppressive power of Qi Yan with her own eyes.

At the outer edge of the party, Is and Fiammetta watched everything in front of them silently.

Is was not surprised by this scene at all.

But Fiammetta's expression was dull: "He, is so strong?"

Iss chuckled:

"Dayan once mobilized the whole country to fight against the gods, and finally won a tragic victory. This was only achieved with the help of a very powerful god.

And now, the one walking before you is a god who can attain godhood at any time."

The two parties who were fighting at the party were forced to stop.

The Archangel looked up and looked at the black-clothed shadow guards on the roof, shrinking his neck in fear.

Texas nudged her with his elbow and reminded her, "The real boss is over there."

"I saw it, Qi Yan." Angel laughed dryly, "So he wants to destroy Longmen?"

"Probably not, but he has the ability, so Longmen is afraid."

Texas pulled Exia and led everyone from Penguin Logistics to move aside.

Baisong's expression was somewhat numb.

Especially when he thought about the fact that he had tried to fight with Qi Yan not long ago, he was so scared that his scalp tingled.

The noisy Longmen fell into silence at this moment because of Qi Yan's appearance.

Under the gazes of countless people, Qi Yan walked on the spacious road, came to the center of the party, raised his head and looked at the Rat King on the podium.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth:

"Master, choose your own way of dying."