People in Aurora are determined to fight chaos

"Master Duan! Zhao Song ran away!"

"Escaped?" Duan Jun frowned, and after a long silence, he spoke again. "Don't worry about it. Since he is seriously injured, he will probably not live long. Our goal is to completely control the five city gates and prepare for the arrival of Lord Jianqi. There must be no mistakes."

"Yes!"

As soon as Duan Jun finished speaking, dozens of "Jade Warriors" in the courtyard immediately turned around and left.

They are not real Yuyong, but Tzeentch fanatics in disguise. Unlike ordinary Tzeentch followers, they are completely loyal to Tzeentch and are ready to sacrifice themselves at any time.

There were a total of two thousand troops stationed in Haiqi City. Even with Duan Jun's desperate efforts, only one-third of them were corrupted.

But this one-third of the army and dozens of Tzeentch fanatics are enough.

They only need to control the five city gates and wait for the magic circle to be activated, then they can turn the prosperous Haiqi into a hell on earth.

If Minglong came upon invitation, she would be one of the sacrifices.

If she discovered the clues in advance and did not enter the city, then Tzeentch's demon army would have massacred the Weidong Province and laid a solid foundation for Tzeentch's bigger plan.

Everything is in Tzeentch's hands!

At this time, the people who were singing and dancing in Haiqi did not know that the five major city gates had been closed to traffic, and they did not have much time left for their revelry.

Liu Li took a breath of cold air and took off his Lingyin mask.

The blue bright spots in the city were increasing rapidly, and they were so dense that they almost occupied Liu Li's entire field of vision.

"It seems that plan A doesn't work, start plan B!"

Liu Li sighed in his heart. He didn't expect that there were so many hidden followers of Tzeentch. It seemed that the things given by that old immortal Bai Ding were not that useful.

Putting on the Lingyin mask again, Liu Li began to think about what "Plan B" was.

Obviously, there is no need to worry about the city gate, as it is almost entirely blue.

The Yuyong Squad patrolling the streets is also a mixture of enemies and friends, and among them a Tzeentch believer is the patrol captain, so there is no way to ask for help.

The situation was more complicated than Liu Li had imagined, but it was not completely impossible to deal with it.

The reason why Liu Li dared to stay alone was because of the existence of Lingyin Mask.

Although it seems that the Lingyin Mask is not as powerful as imagined, it is enough to hide the breath and find the followers of Tzeentch.

Re-entering the spiritual vision, Liu Li held his breath.

Ignoring the Jianqi believers at the five city gates, Liu Li looked at the blue bright spots scattered throughout Haiqi City.

After half a quarter of an hour, Liu Zhong finally discovered a pattern.

There seemed to be nine bright spots unevenly scattered across the city, and each patrol would deliberately pass by these spots and pause for a moment.

I wet my finger with some saliva.

Liu Li drew the nine points in his mind on the pillar.

He stroked his chin and thought for a while.

Liu Li connected the nine points together one by one.

And it seemed like something was missing in the middle.

Liu Li frowned and made a circle.

Admiring his own exquisite painting, Liu Li frowned slightly.

It’s like a certain symbol, I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I just can’t remember where it is at the moment.

It was not until he tilted his head due to the pain in his neck, which tilted the symbol in his eyes, that Liu Li suddenly widened his eyes.

The symbol formed by these nine points is the symbol of the Tzeentch Seal!

If converted into reality, this symbol would occupy half the area of ​​Haiqi.

"hiss--"

The astonishing discovery made Liu Li gasp. If he guessed correctly, this should be the magic circle that the Painted Skin Church intended to use to summon Tzeentch.

"The ritual must be disrupted!"

Liu Li no longer hesitated. He hid the long-handled musket on his body in its current position, put on the Lingyin mask, and ran towards the nearest ritual site.

In order to avoid being discovered, Liu Li specially changed his previous noble black clothes into an inconspicuous gray shirt.

Liu Li held his breath as he gradually approached those blue lights.

The first ceremony point has arrived.

A restaurant that couldn't be more ordinary.

However, the door was closed and it seemed that the shop was not open for business, which formed a terrifying contrast with the bustling crowd.

Liu Li took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

"Sir, we are closed."

As soon as he walked in, someone shouted to stop Liu Li, who paused and looked into the lobby.

A man who looked like a waiter was hiding behind a pillar, and seemed to be very wary of the visitor wearing a strange mask.

"Sir, please go out." The waiter said coldly again. Liu Li took a deep breath, suppressed his heartbeat, and said as calmly as possible: "I am here on behalf of Qin Yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Li was instantly targeted by several murderous intentions.

Inside the empty restaurant, there were sounds of several crossbows being loaded.

"Don't be nervous." Liu Li raised his hands. His murderous gaze was like a poisonous snake licking his neck, which actually calmed his beating heart.

The peculiarity of the Painted Skin Church makes it impossible for low-level believers to contact higher-level believers, and orders can only be transmitted in one direction.

It does reduce the risk of leakage to some extent, but this is only the case when no one sees through it.

They obviously did not take Liu Li and Bai Ding's Lingyin masks into consideration, which led to a loophole in the seamless organizational structure.

This loophole is still fatal.

Feeling that there was no aura emanating from Liu Li, the leading Tzeentch believer had to be cautious.

Seeing the other party's inner hesitation, Liu Li breathed a sigh of relief. Since he didn't shoot immediately, there was still room for maneuver.

"Praise the Lord of Change!"

Liu Li shouted with full energy, and the tense atmosphere suddenly stagnated, and then eased.

"Praise the Lord of Change." The waiter-like man replied softly, then walked out of the pillar, "Put away your weapons, we are one of us."

Liu Li pursed her lips and said nothing.

Just like last time, as long as I said that sentence, I automatically gained trust, as if the weight of this sentence was terrifyingly high.

Seeing that Liu Li remained silent, the waiter hurriedly bowed and did not show any disrespect because of Liu Li's height.

In the Painted Skin Church, there are only superiors and subordinates, no old and new people.

People like Liu Li who don't show off their true appearance are likely to hold a high position in Zhendan and it is not convenient for them to show their true appearance.

"I'm sorry for being so rude to you. Please calm down." The waiter brought a cup of tea to apologize. Liu Li held the edge of the tea with his hand and said calmly, "No need for compliments. Let's get down to business first."

"Yes."

Liu Li walked into the lobby with his hands behind his back and successfully met the remaining four followers of Jianqi. It seemed that Duan Jun was very cautious and had made all preparations.

"How are the preparations going?" Liu Li asked in a cold voice, showing his domineering attitude.

The waiter whispered respectfully, "Your Excellency, it can be completed in about half an hour, and will definitely be in time for the grand event in an hour."

An hour later?

Liu Li frowned and sighed inwardly: "Time is really tight."