Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

However, the injury cannot last too long, otherwise it will worsen.

This is also one of the reasons why she agreed not to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains with Liu Zheng.

Since Yuan Bao'er had already joined in, her employees and servants couldn't lag behind and all rushed forward with her.

Several elders of the Yuan family also transformed into their bloodline forms, protecting Yuan Bao'er in the center.

Meanwhile, the subordinates with ranged attack capabilities began performing rituals under the protection of the arranged human shields. Some drew talismans, some chanted incantations, some set up altars, and some invited gods.

Suddenly, the heavens unleashed their killing intent, the winds and clouds shifted, and the earth itself unleashed its killing intent, with dragons and snakes rising from the land.

In the forest, snakes, insects, rats, ants, birds, and beasts all sensed the presence of death and fled in directions away from both sides.

"Hmph, just a farce by the Cindans. My people, the time has come to defend the honor of the Dark Elves!"

Yaksha slashed open her chest, pulled out her blood-red blade, and pointed it forward. Her hair stood on end under the stimulation of the crimson lightning, like countless wildly dancing venomous snakes.

Meanwhile, her other priestesses also cast spells, with lightning, acid, fireballs, ice spikes, aging curses, and soul-stealing orbs—a tidal wave of colorful, tangible and intangible magic washed over Yuan Bao'er.

Just as the two sides were about to engage in a life-or-death struggle upon first meeting, a black armored vehicle roared and charged toward the center of the battlefield.

"It's General Manager Liu, change the defensive formation!"

Yuan Bao'er immediately gave the order.

The bathhouse staff and Yuan family servants, who had previously scattered, immediately regrouped and used defensive spells and magical artifacts, blocking the oncoming wave of magic like reefs.

This is also where Yuan Bao'er's cleverness lies; she knew the dark elves would definitely not stop.

The dark elves, of course, did not stop. In fact, after Liu Zheng appeared, they tacitly shifted their focus of attack to the blast-proof vehicle.

Fortunately, this test vehicle lived up to its status, standing firm against numerous magical attacks, and occasionally, the Nile Doctor intercepted any magic that attempted to break through its defenses.

Finally, after several waves of attacks proved futile, the Yaksha raised his hand to stop his tribesmen from attacking.

"You're not going to fight anymore? If you're not, I'm getting off the bus."

Liu Zheng poked his head out and asked.

"This is your freedom, human being."

"Yaksha said coldly."

"Let's make this clear first: once I get off the bus, you can't lay a hand on anyone. If anyone dares to lay a hand on me, I'll make sure they can never lay a hand on me again. Do you understand?"

He raised his chin and said.

"I heard it."

Yaksha said noncommittally.

"Where is General Manager Yuan?"

Liu Zheng then looked towards Yuan Bao'er.

"Of course we'll listen to you, Mr. Liu."

Yuan Bao'er naturally wouldn't undermine him.

"It's still President Yuan who's giving me face."

He gave Yuan Bao'er a thumbs-up, then got out of the car.

"I was only a few minutes late, and you guys almost fought tooth and nail. Tsk tsk!"

Liu Zheng looked at the traces left by the battle on the ground and said.

"If you had arrived any later, you could have been collecting the corpses of these lowly people."

"Yaksha said coldly."

"If it weren't for General Manager Liu's quick arrival, you would have been thrown into the boiler as fuel by now."

Yuan Bao'er retorted without backing down.

"It's alright, Mr. Yuan."

He smiled and said to Yuan Bao'er, but his head was turned towards Yaksha.

"No matter who wins or loses, the result is the same. They will all die here."

"You are becoming more and more arrogant, human. There is a proverb in China: 'Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad.' I think you are not far from your demise."

Yaksha mocked elegantly.

“I tap dance on the edge of death every day, but I just can’t die. On the contrary, most of those who want to kill me don’t have a good ending.”

"As for whether I'm arrogant, Doctor, it's time to step in and support me."

Liu Zheng shouted.

"Let me do any of these kinds of hard and tiring things."

The Nile doctor got out of the car while complaining.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky had been driven away by magic, and the surrounding trees had either fallen or been destroyed. The sunlight shone down without any obstruction, and was absorbed and reflected by the treasures on his body, forming a feather-like halo around him.

"A priest of the sun god."

Yaksha's gaze sharpened.

The sun is both the source of life and the source of energy, so the sun god is of great importance in any pantheon. Even if he is not the supreme god or the chief god, he is at least in the first tier.

"Which sun god are you, esteemed guest?"

She asked cautiously.

"Our Lord is the sovereign of the sky, the sovereign who created the gods, the creator of everything, the father and mother of all life, the great sun god Atum Ra."

The Nile doctor raised his scepter and replied in an aria-like voice.

"Who do you think it is? It turns out to be the crippled Amun-Ra and the Ra clan that was eaten."

Yaksha's expression gradually relaxed.

"It seems your gods didn't teach you how to show respect to another god. Let me teach you."

"Dr. Nile said expressionlessly."

After he finished speaking, he raised his scepter, and the halo around him condensed into a sun disk above his head.

"Sun Boat, laden with the wrath and majesty of Ra, bring destruction upon the blasphemers!"

The Nile doctor waved his scepter, and the sun disk shone brightly, from which a large golden ship flew out.

The large ship had a narrow hull with upturned prows and sterns, and no sails, only dozens of oars.

With each slap of the oar, boundless flames and lightning burst forth.

With two strokes of the oars, the solar boat traversed space and appeared in front of the yaksha, then rammed into it violently.

"Lord Yaksha, be careful!"

The two black-armored guards around the Yaksha immediately drew their strangely shaped long swords and slashed at the bow of the sun ship.

The two long swords were as black as ink, with hollowed-out inscriptions on them, and a faint blood-red light swirled around the inscriptions, clearly indicating that they were magical items.

Their reaction was also very quick; almost the instant the sun boat appeared in front of the yaksha, they swung their swords down.

The longsword slashed through the air with a chilling sound, leaving no doubt that even an ironclad ship blocking its path would be mercilessly cut down.

However, the seemingly impressive attack turned out to be completely useless.

The solar ship didn't pause for even a millisecond. The moment it touched the two magic longswords, it melted them into molten iron. Then, flames and lightning turned the two black-armored guards into charcoal, and then smashed them into ashes.

"The True Dharma Gate: The Secret Techniques Dismantled!"

In the blink of an eye, the blood-red blade in the Yaksha's hand transformed into a short-handled staff, from which a pure white light shot out, striking the Sun Boat with lightning speed.

Starting from the bow, the solar boat gradually disintegrated into eight points of light of different colors, which floated and scattered in the air, creating a beautiful sight.

However, even though the arcane disintegration was already very rapid, the wreckage of the solar ship still crashed into it with undiminished force.

"Grey Wind - Dark Fortress!"

The other priestesses, sensing something was wrong, quickly unleashed their spells as well.

The shadows beneath all the dark elves' feet coalesced, then expanded and merged into a semi-circular dome resembling a bunker, enveloping them inside.

The solar ship crashed through the dark fortress and plunged into it, only to disappear into the rapidly closing dark shell.

"BOOM!"

The next second, the entire dark fortress was blown apart from the inside.

Countless fire dragons and electric snakes burst forth from the breach, like a fireworks warehouse that had been accidentally set on fire.

"The Greedy Maw of the Dark Magic Gate, Arnzipar!"

The Yaksha's voice rang out again, and the remaining dark fortress transformed into a giant maw, swallowing all the fire dragons and electric snakes whole.

Not satisfied with finishing the fragments of the Sunship, the Greedy Mouth then devoured the Dark Elves as well.

"Dark Technique: Binding Darkness!"

The priestesses chanted incantations, their staffs shooting out ropes that bound the greedy mouth, then tore it apart, turning it back into its original shadow.

"As expected of a descendant of Ra who survived that time, he is indeed quite capable."

Yaksha disgustedly shook off the ashes from her body, the last traces left by the black-armored guards who had tried to protect her.

Despite their commendable loyalty, it was still a desecration for these lowly men to touch the body of the leader of the priests and the beloved bride of the great Bloodhand Kane.

The time she was referring to was naturally the era when eating mummies became fashionable.

"If you still don't know how to deal with people, I can teach you again."

The Nile Doctor raised his scepter once more, and the surrounding sunlight converged toward the sun disk above his head.

If one solar ship can't kill you, I'll use two; if two can't kill you, I'll use three. Your black-armored guards are constantly being killed or wounded, while my solar power is inexhaustible.

"I apologize, esteemed Priest of Ra. I have no ill will toward you or your gods; this was merely a necessary measure."

Yaksha's face twitched, and he said reluctantly.

The arcane technique she just used, Disintegration, belongs to the Qhaysh school, considered the source of high magic, and is a fusion of the eight winds of magic coordinated and arranged by skilled mages.

The True Method is a specialty of the High Elves, who are close relatives of the Dark Elves, while the Dark Elves most often use the Dark Method (Dhar).

The Dark Magic is also formed by the fusion of the eight winds of magic, but unlike the Great Harmony of the True Magic, the fusion of the Dark Magic is brutal and forceful, powerful yet prone to spellcasting accidents.

Because these two methods have completely opposite approaches, dark elves generally avoid learning the true methods, lest they make their already unstable magic even more unstable.

Even if a gifted witch is compatible, she can at most master one or two key True Magic spells, and she cannot use them frequently or continuously, lest her magic power go out of control.

Apart from Yaksha's "True Dharma - Secret Technique Disintegration", no one else had a way to solve this "Sun Boat".

She can probably use it one or two more times, but she doesn't know and dare not gamble on how many more times the Priestess of Ra can be summoned.

"This is a necessary measure, Your Excellency Priest Kane."

The Nile doctor set down his scepter and said politely.

Chapter 607 Bai Daxian

"Are you convinced?"

Liu Zheng asked with a smile.

"If you're not satisfied, we can have another fight. This time, I'll do it myself."

He drew out "The Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath," and the flames of rage ignited simultaneously with the radiant heat emanating from his body.

The surrounding sunlight converged towards his head, forming a somewhat illusory sun disk.

Niu Daji immediately flexed his pectoral muscles and biceps, and stood in front of Liu Zheng.

"There's no need for you, Mr. Liu, to do anything yourself. We can handle these bastards perfectly well."

Yuan Bao'er had now transformed back into a sophisticated woman in a suit, but her aura remained undiminished.

"We're like siblings on the front lines, and our delivery team has always stood with you, Mr. Yuan, through thick and thin."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

This was the first time he had publicly raised the banner of the delivery gang, and Niu Daji, who was the third-generation candidate of the delivery gang, was even more excited, his muscles bulging as if worms were crawling on them.