Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

However, he scoffed at the Fire Immortal's opinion. He turned around without hesitation and looked straight at the Heavenly God. His face was full of anxiety, and he asked questions like a machine gun: "Boss Heavenly God, is that Demon Killer dead?"

At this moment, everyone saw that the god's originally majestic face was now so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. His eyes, as sharp as an eagle's, narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of coldness.

For a moment, the whole scene became silent, and everyone held their breath, quietly waiting for the god's answer.

After a moment of silence, when the god finally spoke again, only two short words uttered coldly from his mouth: "No."

These two words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting me instantly.

I stood there in a daze, my face full of disbelief, my mouth wide open as if an egg could fit in it, and I couldn't close it for a long time.

After a while, he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream, but he still stuttered: "How...how could this happen? The power of that explosion was simply devastating. Under such a terrifying force, he could still survive? This...this is really unbelievable!"

But the god at this time paid no attention to his own shock and doubt. He suddenly raised his hand and waved lightly towards the void in front of him. Then a jaw-dropping scene happened - the space in front of him seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, and a deep and dark tunnel like a black hole appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape from my clutches by hiding here? Wish! Come out." The god snorted coldly, and at the same time quickly stretched out his right hand, pointing straight to the direction of the tunnel.

As he pulled his arms back suddenly, it seemed as if an irresistible suction force was acting in the tunnel.

"Get out here!" With the deafening and angry roar of the god, it seemed as if the whole heaven and earth were trembling.

At the same time, his originally strong and powerful arm muscles tensed up instantly, veins bulged, as if dragons were coiled on them, and the force he exerted in his hands suddenly increased again, like a mountain crushing an egg.

As expected, under the pull of such powerful force of the gods, not too much time passed.

Everyone vaguely saw a blurry figure slowly emerging from the depths of the dark tunnel under the influence of the huge pulling force in an extremely slow and difficult manner.

When the figure finally became clear, I couldn't help but widen my eyes, my face filled with astonishment, and then I hurriedly said, "You... you're not dead! I can't believe that such a powerful explosion just now couldn't kill you. You really are a tough guy!"

It turned out that this person was Mosha.

At this moment, although Mosha survived by chance, he looked in a miserable state, and his breath became extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, about to fall.

Obviously, the trauma caused to him by this sudden and shocking explosion was quite severe.

At this moment, Mosha was half-kneeling on the cold and hard ground, gasping for breath, and every breath seemed so heavy and labored.

Yet, even so, when he looked up at the crowd in front of him, his eyes still gleamed with an unyielding and stubborn light, and he shouted loudly without showing any weakness: "Humph! I didn't expect that none of you guys were dead. It seems that I underestimated your abilities! To tell you the truth, I had originally planned to perish with you, and go to hell together, but unfortunately, in the end, I failed and you escaped!"

After saying that, Mosha gritted his teeth again, a look of unwillingness appearing on his face.

Looking at the demon killer in front of him, who was seriously injured but still refused to give in, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions in his heart.

On the one hand, I felt a deep admiration in my heart for Mosha's steel-like, indomitable character, and his firm will to never give up and fight to the end.

I couldn't help but sigh to myself: How many people in this world can be so resolute? Unfortunately, he is from the demon clan and is my natural enemy.

However, at the same time, facing this extremely difficult and powerful enemy, he felt helpless and had a headache for a moment.

"Before you die, don't you have any last words you want to say?" He sighed deeply and asked slowly.

At this moment, Mosha suddenly grinned. The smile seemed a little weird, and there were even a few traces of bright red blood at the corners of his mouth.

"Do you know why I have been struggling and delaying until this moment?" Mosha asked in a slightly sarcastic tone.

Hearing this, my mind was like a bolt of thunder, exploding instantly.

So, he subconsciously turned his head and looked eagerly towards the place where he remembered the evil spirit's corpse was placed.

However, when his sight reached that place, a chill ran up his spine - the place where the demon's corpse was supposed to be lying was now empty, as if it had never existed!

"Oh no! How could Mo Mei's body disappear out of thin air? What on earth is going on?" His heart sank suddenly, his anxiety was beyond words, and he blurted out involuntarily.

After hearing this exclamation, the others were also startled and quickly turned their eyes in that direction.

After seeing the situation clearly, they all showed surprise on their faces without exception.

"How could this happen? Who could have stolen Mo Mei's body without anyone noticing?" He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his tone of voice became more and more hurried.

At this moment, the god who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke calmly, "In fact, long before I arrived here, when you were trapped in the time formation and couldn't escape, the demon clan's spies took advantage of the opportunity and sneaked in, quietly taking away Mo Mei's body."

"This is absolutely abhorrent! This is outrageous! Last time, the Blood Knife King's body was stolen, which was fine, but I didn't expect that this time even the body of the Demon Charm would suffer the same fate. These demons are really too much, they're really infuriating!"

He was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly, his joints turned white from excessive force, and his teeth were chattering. He wished he could catch the thieves and tear them into pieces immediately.

"Don't worry about the demon now. You should first figure out how to deal with it." The god said calmly, "All this happened because of you, so you have to end it all."

After hearing this, he did not say anything in rebuttal, but just walked straight towards Mosha in silence.

At this moment, Mosha was half-kneeling on the ground, his body trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

The War Emperor stared at him expressionlessly, slowly raised his hand, and grasped the Soul-Bewitching Blade that he had previously given to Mo Mei.

When he pulled the spiritual blade out of the scabbard, a cold light flashed by, making people shudder.

However, at this moment, the War Emperor's gaze involuntarily fell on the familiar face of Mosha.

The memories of laughing, chatting, and fighting side by side with his brothers and sisters flooded back to his mind, making him feel sad.