National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

The prophecy of words, also referred to as "words", means that what you say will come true.

Prophets are rare in this continent, and it can even be said that Xuanyuan Shaoze is the only one who is a prophet.

But it just so happens that the Sipan Church’s headquarters is said to be on the second continent, so they must know something.

Zhan Qing, who has been dealing with the Xipan Church for many years, also has a better understanding of Xuanyuan Shaoze. After all, the Xipan Church brainwashed the palace people without anyone knowing, and dared to enter the palace blatantly and extended an olive branch to the latter, but was then driven out of the palace by Xuanyuan Shaoze himself.

This matter is still being boasted about by some believers nowadays, and after a while, Zhan Qing naturally knows something about it.

There is no need to say more about Qi Mo and Shen Jia'an. Both of them come from large families. One is the richest man in the country, and the other has provided a large number of talents to the court. Naturally, they know these secrets.

But there are only seven or eight minutes left.

Will there be any turning point, or will they really leave through various unconventional means?

The three of them looked at each other for a moment.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the afternoon sun shone into the dilapidated courtyard through the shadow of the woods. There was some burnt wood chips in the air, and the courtyard became quiet for a while.

But the silence lasted only a few moments, and a slightly transparent soul quietly crawled out from some corner.

If Su Mohui and Taiji were here, they would probably be able to recognize at a glance that this was the soul that had previously taken over Lu Lingba's body. However, it now seemed that this soul was in a dilapidated state and even had a tendency to disappear.

The sharp-eyed Zhan Qing saw the soul at a glance, she... remembered this person!

This is the fifty-third seat of the Xipan Church. Other believers call him Lord Shadow. He is very good at making soul clones, but the raw materials for making clones... are not quite legitimate.

This person basically digs new graves, then makes contracts with himself for those broken souls, and then does some messy things to get these wandering ghosts to do things for them.

Qi Mo and the others did not know that this soul was just a clone of the original body. If it died directly, it would be discovered by the original body, but it would not be able to see what it had experienced. If it did not die, it could always convey messages to the original body under the original body's instructions.

If conditions permit, the original body can also come here directly through the contract planted in this soul.

But Zhan Qing was very clear about this.

She quickly glanced around. There were no remnants of the Xipan Church, and the soul was about to dissipate. She looked at Qi Mo and the others and said solemnly, "Do you believe me?"

Qi Mo and Shen Jiaan had met her once before when they took the class placement test in the Garo Forest, and now they can be considered brothers who have fought side by side.

The two of them just looked at each other, then nodded, and then said in unison: "What do you need us to do?"

Zhan Qing whispered his plan to the two of them, and then the three of them stood in the shape of a right triangle not far from the soul.

Qi Mo took out the black round stone and threw it to the spot Zhan Qing had planned. The moment the stone fell to the ground, the air was slightly stagnant.

At the same time, Zhan Qing placed her hands on her chest and quickly put them together. As the speed of forming seals became faster and faster, a gray light flashed in her eyes. The moment she finished muttering the incantation, dozens of gray marks appeared around her.

Then, he smashed heavily on the soul that had already disappeared by one third.

The soul was hit hard, and its dissipation speed paused slightly, and then began to dissipate at twice the speed.

But his disappearance speed was far slower than that of Zhan Qing's mark. In the next second, those dozens of marks turned into a hollow oval, binding that soul and stopping his disappearance.

Another ten breaths passed, and when the ellipse shrank to half of its original size, Shen Jiaan took the boxing gloves that Zhan Qing had added a buff to and smashed them towards the ellipse.

As his fist fell quickly, the hollow oval began to shrink rapidly, and the hollow area became smaller and smaller.

When the oval completely turned into the size of a normal watermelon, Shen Jiaan's fist finally stopped.

But now, this oval has exuded a bit of gray, and an inexplicable power fluctuation is flowing around it.

Zhan Qing looked at the oval in front of him, a hint of sarcasm appearing on his face, but it only lasted for a few seconds.

She stretched out her hand and placed her left hand right above the oval, and began to whisper again. As her eyes closed, the gray emitted by the oval quickly condensed into an extremely thin silk thread and then entered her palm.

Suddenly, her strength increased, and when she stopped whispering, she opened her eyes.

The next second, she looked at Qi Mo and Shen Jiaan, "Reduce the distance between your positions." This was the strategy they had discussed before. Once she absorbed the energy, she would immediately use the teleportation mark to move all of them to another position.

After Qi Mo and the other two shortened the distance between their positions, a powerful and strong wave of force emanated from Zhan Qing's hands. At the same time, the three of them were instantly surrounded by extremely pure gray.

Zhan Qing's seal-making movements became faster and faster until his left hand left the oval. When the murmurs stopped abruptly, the three of them disappeared from the spot in an instant.

But the oval object still hung in the air. As the grayness gradually faded, it fell heavily to the ground at some point, shattering into pieces, mixed with some unnoticed dust, and disappeared into the Garo Forest on the cool breeze. But that was a story for later.

When Qi Mo and the other two opened their eyes again, they had already arrived at a small woods in the Imperial Capital Academy, only a few dozen meters away from the Alchemy Building, but only about three minutes had passed.

Zhan Qing, who was counting the time, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the different scene. However, when the taut string loosened, an overwhelming feeling of powerlessness surged into his heart, and he almost bumped into a big tree next to him.

Shen Jiaan supported her, looked at the weak Zhan Qing, and asked with some concern, "Are you okay?"

As he spoke, he took out the pills that Su Mohui had given him from those space rings and stuffed them all into Zhan Qing's hands.

"It's okay, cough cough——" Zhan Qing forced a smile, leaned against the tree to take the pill, looked at the label, took out a few small bottles, took out the pills and stuffed them into his mouth, "It happens often, I'm used to it... cough cough cough... I'll be fine after a rest..."

Qi Mo and Shen Jia'an looked at her weak expression and looked at each other helplessly.

But before a while, a sound similar to the explosion of an alchemy pot came from the place where You Fuyao's alchemy room was located, attracting passers-by to stop and gossip.

"Bam—"

Qi Mo and Shen Jia'an looked at each other. Oh no! They almost forgot about Su Mo!

Shen Jiaan made up his mind, said "I'm sorry" to Zhan Qing, closed his eyes, picked her up, and ran towards You Fuyao's alchemy room with Qi Mo.

When they rushed to the door, they heard Su Mohui's scream.

"Master! There's a pervert—"