Martial Arts? I Don't Know How To Do It, But I Only Know Magic!

In the small island country of Kyoto, a group of Onmyoji from all over the island country are holding a conference.

The huge conference room was filled with four to five thousand people, who were discussing how to save the small island country.

The meeting had been held for almost a week, but they still couldn't come up with a good solution. Just when they were distressed, a young onmyoji sitting at the edge suddenly said:

"Since we can't defeat them or seal them, we can set up a formation and move them to the opposite continent.

Let the Dao Sect over there deal with them.

In this way, we can not only relieve the danger of our small island country, but also consume the strength of the opponent.

When the time comes, we will reap the benefits, and when they both lose, it is not impossible to disappear them all in one fell swoop and occupy the land of China. "

As soon as these words came out, the meeting fell into a brief silence. After a few minutes, they all smiled and clapped their hands wildly.

"Okay, that's a good idea."

"We can't defeat them, but it's not a big problem to move them."

"I have a lineage of Onmyojis, and there are people who will succeed me. I can think of such a clever way."

Everyone was talking enthusiastically. Seeing that everyone was so supportive of this method, an Onmyoji with the highest status stood up.

The old onmyoji coughed twice, and the coughing sound spread throughout the conference room. Everyone fell silent and looked up at him.

Looking at these people and looking at themselves respectfully, the onmyoji's wrinkled face showed a look of satisfaction, and then he said:

“I also agree with this method, so let’s do it.

From now on, contact the people of the small island country hidden in the land of China, teach them how to set up formations, and teach them the art of yin and yang.

We need to use the fastest speed to move all these monsters over there before the people over there find them.

This plan is called diverting misfortunes to the east.

Everyone, take action! "

After the meeting, everyone rushed out to start the plan to divert the disaster to the east.

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Rice Empire, Capital City, City of Angels.

The Pope received another edict from the gods in heaven, and in order to speed up the elimination of evil forces, he dealt with Dongzhou Daomen.

The gods have already contacted the loyal believers in Dongzhou, and formations have been set up over there. Zombies can be teleported here anytime and anywhere.

The Pope walked out of the secret chamber. He personally walked out of the main city and climbed onto the wall of the inner city. Angels rushed out and drove the zombies hundreds of miles away.

Many refugees walked out of the city and, under the supervision of the demon hunters, began to dig deep pits and fill them with various objects.

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John was also supervising outside the city. He looked at the busy crowd and then at the Pope on the high wall. He was full of questions and didn't know what the meaning of this was.

Looking at everyone, John reached out and touched the little clay figurine in his arms, calling Edward in his heart.

John: "Edward, do you know what this is doing?"

Edward: "I know a hammer, but it's not a good thing anyway. Just wait and see, you'll know when the time comes."

While communicating with Edward, John looked at the crowd. Suddenly, he heard waves of angry curses, screams and begging for mercy. This sound was particularly familiar.

John walked over and looked from a distance. It turned out to be his old acquaintances, Tom and his family.

I saw a demon hunter, who kept cursing and waving the whip in his hand, hitting Uncle Tom fiercely.

Uncle Tom, on the other hand, kept begging for mercy while protecting Tom underneath him. Because it was in too much pain, his forehead was covered with sweat.

On his back, streaks of blood were visible to the naked eye. Needless to say, John knew at a glance that this Tom must have caused some trouble again.

Aunt Tom was kneeling on the ground, holding the witcher's thighs with her hands, pleading.

John was thinking about walking away when Aunt Tom, a sharp-eyed woman, suddenly saw him.

Aunt Tom seemed to see hope. She quickly let go of the demon hunter's thighs with both hands, and rushed towards John while crawling.

As soon as John turned around and took a few steps, a figure swooped over and knelt on the ground, holding his thighs with both hands.

Aunt Tom: "John, do you remember me? I am your Aunt Tom. Please help me and save my child."

I know you don't like our family. Please save Tom for your sister Jenny's sake.

If you continue to fight like this, your Uncle Tom will be beaten to death. "

John was unmoved, not saying that his sister was okay, and that it made him even less likely to help.

John: "Let go and get up quickly. I can't help you. Instead of begging me, you should beg the demon hunter."

Seeing Aunt Tom with tears and snot all over her pants, John was so disgusted that if he hadn't been kind-hearted, he would have kicked her away.

Seeing Aunt Tom's attitude of saying, "I won't let go until you agree," John winked at the two first-level witchers next to him.

These two witchers were very discerning and immediately stepped forward and pulled Aunt Tom away.

Aunt Tom kept struggling and shouted loudly for John. John was unmoved and walked away.

Wanting him to help is a fool's errand. If John doesn't go up to help the witcher and beat Tom together, it's already good.

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The two witchers dragged Aunt Tom aside, threw her into a pit, spat at her, and cursed:

"Bah, you shrew, who do you think you are? You dare to provoke a level 2 demon hunter. If he hadn't been in a good mood, you would have died today."

The two people laughed and left without looking back. No matter what, they still wanted to thank this shrew.

Because of her, the two of them got to know a level 2 demon hunter. Next time they deal with zombies, as long as they hang around him, the mortality rate will be greatly reduced.

A level one demon hunter can deal with ordinary mutated zombies, and a level two demon hunter can deal with mutated green-eyed zombies.

You know, one ordinary mutant zombie can't be killed by a missile compared to hundreds of ordinary zombies.

Dr. Tom ignored the pain and climbed out of the pit. John could no longer see her. She hurried to Tom and his son.

Perhaps they were worried about the negative impact. If this person was beaten to death and caused a riot among these refugees, it would be troublesome.

The Pope sent someone over to criticize the witcher, and specifically allowed Tom's family to rest for three days without going out to work.

Tom and his mother supported Uncle Tom and returned to the camp. On the way, Aunt Tom talked about John.

Uncle Tom didn't speak, he just kept sighing. But Tom's eyes were full of resentment, he didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.