frightfiction Chapter 460 Dark Night Murder
Chapter 460 Dark Night Murder
Due to the attack by the demons, most of the buildings in Huangsha City were destroyed. In order to appease the people, the city guards temporarily built many tents.
Indra entered the tent and sensed his own condition, which was indeed not good.
The battle between the black and white divine patterns has never stopped, and no one knows when it will end.
In this state, he could not exert much combat power at all, and once the black and white divine patterns were stimulated, the battle would probably be prolonged.
Although he couldn't die, he really didn't want to endure the pain that went deep into his bones and made him feel like he was dying.
Therefore, he did not intend to openly conflict with Wu Sha and others, so as to avoid being besieged by everyone.
Since the other party wanted to attack secretly, they would not send too many people. He could just seize the opportunity and teach the other party a profound lesson.
As the night deepened, the camp gradually became quiet, with only the occasional sound of soldiers talking in the distance.
Indra returned to his tent, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
He did not let his guard down, but instead became more focused, sensing every movement around him.
He knew that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
Wusha's killing move may come at any time.
Various battle scenes kept flashing through his mind. He was simulating all possible attacks and formulating corresponding response strategies.
He must be fully prepared to ensure the safety of his Su Rong.
Su Rong's tent was right next to his. From what he perceived, Su Rong's injuries were fully recovering. Perhaps in another hour, she would be fully recovered.
He himself was also trying his best to suppress the black and white divine patterns, and barely gathered some strength, gaining the ability to counterattack the opponent.
As for the "Thousand Years of Drunkenness" and "Poisonous Insect" that the witch had put in the wine, they had been cleared away by the black and white divine patterns the moment they entered the body.
The black and white divine pattern will kill anyone who touches it, except Emperor Shitian himself, without exception.
Outside the tent, the night wind howled and the shadows of the trees swayed, as if hiding countless murderous intentions.
Emperor Shitian's heart, like the night, became increasingly calm and cold...
He took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
He stood up, walked to the door of the tent, and looked up at the night sky.
The night sky tonight is exceptionally dark, without a single star, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.
Wusha, I'm waiting for you...
It's quiet at night.
Three dark shadows sneaked into the tent silently. They were like three ghosts, blending themselves completely into the dark night.
These three people were the assassins who came to kill Emperor Shitian. Each of them was in the early stage of the strongest immortal soldier, which was roughly equivalent to the strength of the early stage of quasi-saint.
If the three of them join forces, they can defeat even a peak quasi-saint, but what they are best at is assassination.
In dozens of surrounding border towns, the three men's assassination ability is well-known. When they work together, they are enough to kill any monk below the level of Saint, without exception.
Wusha spent a huge amount of money to invite them out, but from this we can also see that he really attaches great importance to Emperor Shitian.
Indra was lying on the bed, pretending to be drunk and unconscious.
Inside the tent, the only sounds left were his even breathing and the faint smell of alcohol in the air.
Seeing Indra "drunk" on the bed, the leading killer with a knife had a sinister look and a cruel sneer on his face.
"Do it!"
He growled, drew the scimitar from his waist, and stabbed towards Indra's heart.
This sword, with the fluctuation of laws, had power condensed to the extreme, and even immortal armor could not stop it.
However, just when the tip of the knife was about to touch Indra's body, something strange happened!
Indra's palm suddenly flipped, grabbed the opponent's wrist like lightning, and then twisted it hard.
"what--"
The killer with the knife felt a piercing pain, which made him scream involuntarily. Then he struggled hard to break free from Indra's control.
At the same time, the other two killers also rushed up and each slashed at Emperor Shitian with a sword, aiming directly at his vital points.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Shitian did not dodge at all. He directly turned the sword into a shield and blocked it in front of him.
"Pfft..."
As soon as the swordsman broke free from Indra's control, he was stabbed in the back by his two companions and his heart was pierced by two long swords.
"This is a tricky idea, run away!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, the two killers immediately turned around and ran away.
However, what greeted them was the flickering witch patterns. The walls of the tent lit up and formed a barrier.
This barrier is extremely powerful, with arrays within arrays and endless variations. The attacks of the two killers had no effect on it.
It turned out that Emperor Shitian had been prepared. After Su Rong recovered, he asked her to carve the witch pattern in the tent.
The two killers were shocked and angry, and attacked the barrier frantically, but were injured by the recoil force and vomited blood continuously.
They wanted to rush over and fight with Emperor Shitian, but they found that there was heavy fog all around, and the other party seemed to be standing in another time and space.
"How dare you, a bunch of clowns, come and assassinate me?" A cold voice sounded in the thick fog, like a death warrant from hell.
Indra's figure shuttled through the thick fog like a ghost, and the Tianque sword in his hand attacked like lightning, leaving fatal wounds on the killer's body.
The effect of the witch clan's formation plus his powerful strength left these killers unable to fight back.
In less than a moment, the battle was over.
The thick fog dissipated, and the tent was in a mess. The three men in black all fell to the ground, dead.
"Miss Su, thank you for your help!" Emperor Shitian turned around and looked at the fairy-like Su Rong and thanked her sincerely.
"Brother Di, you are too polite. I am very happy to be able to help a little." Su Rong smiled quietly, with a unique charm.
The next morning, Wu Sha learned that the assassination attempt had failed, but he dared not say anything and could only pretend that he knew nothing.
However, his heart was far from as calm as he appeared to be.
With three powerful killers joining forces, even he didn't dare to say that he could escape unscathed, but he didn't expect that they would fail.
The key point is that he didn't even know how the three of them failed.
It seems that Emperor Shitian and Su Rong are indeed mysterious. Could it be that there really is the shadow of the Wu Ting forces behind them?
When he thought of this, Wusha felt his heart tremble.
After much deliberation, he decided to suppress his anger temporarily, secretly send people to monitor the every move of Emperor Shitian and Su Rong, and then wait for the right opportunity to act.
The next few days were uneventful.
Wu Sha and Zhao Wuji seemed to be frightened and did not send anyone to deal with them. Instead, they secretly sent people to inquire about their background.
Unexpectedly, their commotion did not reveal their background, but it invisibly increased the popularity of Emperor Shitian and Su Rong.