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Wang Ye said hesitantly: "Let me try."
Hu Xiuwu said: "The tree will help you, but it will be a little painful."
It was like giving an acupuncture to a naughty child. While Wang Ye was not paying attention, several tree roots emerged from the ground and pierced Wang Ye's spine.
But the golden tree did not harm Wang Ye. Instead, it provided Wang Ye with pure Qi to assist him in casting spells.
Temporarily, the radiation range of the golden tree's power became Wang Ye's territory.
'It helps me to bear the cost of casting spells.'
Somehow, the king understood something. He stroked the ground with his hand, and four plates unfolded, covering the island.
"The strange gate behind the wind, the chaotic golden watchtower!"
Chapter 460: Iron Wall Seal Island, Rakshasa Rampant
Wang Ye has control over all the changes in gravity, weather, temperature, and humidity on the island, and they can be changed easily.
Fenghou Qimen changes the parameters of everything, making the Qimen Bureau and everything in the Bureau controlled by the formation master. There is no need to care about the direction and time. I am the direction, I am the time. The changes of time and space are dominated by me.
But Fenghou Qimen is not omnipotent. The Golden Watchman changes the flow of time for a person, which is a wrestling process that expels that person from the human world.
The game that Fenghou Qimen played was to cover the world with its own territory, so that outsiders were both in the game and in the world, while Luanjinju pushed people completely into Fenghou Qimen's game. Only when you were completely in the game could you control other people's time.
This is equivalent to pushing a sleeping person out of his bed. Although you have the upper hand by sneak attack, you still need to exert force. Therefore, the more important the fate of a person is, the more effort it will naturally take.
Wang Ye tried to use the Golden Watchman on the Heavenly Master at Mount Longhu, but it only made the Heavenly Master disappear from the world for a moment, which made Wang Ye exhausted.
The Heavenly Master was like a thousand-pound statue. Even if Wang Ye did not resist, he would still try his best.
If it weren't for the Golden Tree helping Wang Ye share 99% of the burden, Wang Ye would never have been able to separate the entire island from the human world and fall into his trap.
The gods and people of Nathan Island remained calm, still reverently chanting the hymn of the Golden Tree, and were unaware of the changes around them. Erica Joaquina, who was skilled in the witchcraft of the Heaven Realm, felt something, but she didn't know where the sense of disobedience came from, and could only think it was the power of the tree.
How can I recognize the true face of the mountain when I am in it? Moreover, great sounds are silent, great things are invisible, and great changes are traceless. All things and spirits are changing, so how can they not change?
It is not surprising that the people on Nasen Island did not notice Hu Xiuwu, but what is special is that they felt he looked out of place and out of tune with the surroundings at a glance.
Hu Xiuwu was not affected by the Golden Watchman's influence. The status of the Emperor of Beiyin was above the Golden Tree, so the king could not pull him down.
So Wang Ye cast his spell and simply skipped over him without even trying.
In Hu Xiuwu's eyes, everything around him seemed to be sped up ten times. The dust quickly rolled up and fell down, the leaves fell as fast as flying stones, and even the chanting of the Nasen people was rapid and distorted, sounding strange and sharp.
Wang Ye was out of breath. Seeing Hu Xiuwu standing idle beside him, he said angrily, "Hurry up and get to work! I can't hold on for much longer."
Now there are only two people on the island who are not affected, Hu Xiuwu, and Wang Ye who is in charge of the Qimen Bureau.
However, even if he had the golden tree to help him bear the burden, the energy and calculations required to support such a huge Qimen game were extremely heavy, and it was simply beyond the current Wang Ye's ability to maintain.
Just like using a steam engine to drive a high-speed train, Wang Ye is now like being covered in a golden tree armor. His combat power has soared, but this advanced and powerful armor has to rely on his physical strength to drive it. He can't move it at all.
Hu Xiuwu knocked the ground with his laurel stick and said unhappily, "You underestimate me too much. I am a Yin Lord after all. How can I do everything myself?"
"When the golden tree regains its glory, the action has already begun."
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With iron trunks and golden leaves as its surface, the golden tree holds up a canopy to cover the sky, just like the yellow sky replacing the blue sky, making the white clouds and the scorching sun disappear, leaving only the bright golden stars in the sky. When the sea breeze blows, the golden light is like waves.
Such a rare, magnificent and beautiful scene was hanging overhead, and it attracted the attention of both the people of Behemoth and the madmen who tried to fish in troubled waters, make a profit from the chaos, and have fun.
But they didn't realize that under the brilliant light waves, there were ghosts running rampant.
The burly ox-headed Yincha, holding steel forks in their hands and with iron chains hanging from their waists, walked out from the shadows in groups, like a black river gushing out from the ground, pouring out the earth and cleansing the filth.
The bull-headed ghosts came in an endless stream, with great momentum, but they did not attack Behemoth's soldiers directly. Instead, they formed a long snake formation around the beach, surrounding Nason Island. The ghosts had faces as hard as stone, and lined up in formation, with steel forks pointing to the sky, and the sharp edges were cold.
When all the Yin messengers are in place, another Yin messenger will throw out the iron chain from his waist and tie up his colleague on the left, connecting them end to end, with the Yin messengers acting as pillars and the iron chain as a fence, like an iron chain across a river.
A hellish dragon covered with thorns surrounded Nathan Island.
The Yinchai Qi was connected, and the power of all combined to form a military formation. The Yinchai figures in the formation disappeared, and they were indistinguishable from each other. Only the condensed iron Qi climbed up to form a high wall, reaching the golden tree crown, and together with the golden tree crown, formed an airtight golden-covered black siege.
One hundred thousand Yinchai, one hundred thousand stones, ten thousand stones piled up to form an iron siege. The army formation of the Niutou Yinchai, a great iron siege mountain.
Not to mention the cavalry formation, Chihu, can charge into battle, attack strongholds and break through cities.
Niutou was a jailer and after Hu Xiuwu got the Ghost Seal, he suppressed his army with the intention of imprisoning them.
The Ksitigarbha Sutra says: "Hell is within the iron enclosure. The iron enclosure mountain is dense and solid, made of diamond and difficult to destroy."
The iron fence rose from the ground with a huge noise. The people of Behemoth were not blind or deaf, so of course they could discover it.
One soldier was frightened and subconsciously pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the iron fence without even a spark and disappeared without a trace.
The Niu-Headed Yin Cha uses his own Yin Cha function to form a military formation and a big iron siege, which can borrow a bit of Luo Feng's power.
When the military formation is formed, it can be regarded as a part of the Luofeng boundary membrane. Unless there is a power to penetrate the whole boundary, it is impossible to break the great iron siege.
Even Hu Xiuwu had only seen one snake god with such great power.
Behemoth is a modern company, how could it be so worthy of such a title?
"W-what is this, Mr. Hyena?"
Seeing that the bullets were ineffective, Behemoth's soldiers raised their rifles, held their guns alert, and were uneasy. In order to reassure the troops, the sergeant major had to ask for help from the aliens in his own side.
The hyena with long scruffy hair pretended not to hear the soldiers' call for help and remained unmoved.
This team of Inhumans were all prisoners captured by Behemoth for various reasons.
In order to squeeze out their surplus value, Behemoth imitated the comics, implanted bombs in the brains of these Inhumans, and formed Behemoth's own suicide squad.
How could such a team be so devoted to working for Behemoth?
The hyenas led the aliens to paddling, and the sergeant had no way to deal with it. The remote control that controlled the bomb in their brains was in Ron Keller's hands.
The sergeant could only contact the headquarters, but when he took the initiative to contact the headquarters, he was shocked to find that they had lost contact with the headquarters.
People who are in different time flows cannot contact each other normally. When Wang Ye uses the Golden Watchman to send someone into another time flow, if Wang Ye wants to contact him again, he must either remove the Golden Watchman or use the Turtle Fly Body to send himself into the same flow.
It is normal that the soldiers on the island cannot communicate with the command center on the ship.
"We've lost contact with headquarters, haven't we?"
Hyena suddenly came from behind, put his face close to the sergeant major, and said something without emotion.
The sergeant major broke out in a cold sweat. Without the threat of the bomb, he didn't know what the hyenas would do.
The hyena suddenly laughed, and frightened the sergeant's helmet: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid. If we fight among ourselves at this time, we will die."
The sergeant major chuckled.
Along with the rustling sound, the sergeant's headset was filled with the scout's cry for help:
"Help, help, monster, there is a monster in the deep forest."
"...I was wrong. I was wrong. I am guilty. I shouldn't have betrayed Aidan."
The sergeant's face changed drastically. He pressed the communicator beside his ear and replied hastily: "What happened over there? Reply! Reply! Reply immediately."
The hyena said in a deep voice: "No need to ask, they are here."
The sergeant-major looked up.
In the forest, it is as tall as the trees, with four arms and a single horn, a red shell on its body, and a fierce and murderous aura lingering on its fists.
Rakshasa ghost, start hunting!
Chapter 461 Cruel Officials
Behemoth's alien technology is the best in the world. The rifles in the soldiers' hands are specially modified. They can fire anesthetic bullets or be replaced with armor-piercing bullets that can penetrate 1.5cm.
This kind of gun is overpowered for ordinary people, but it is just right for dealing with people with horizontal training and innate abilities who have defensive abilities.
Even a Rakshasa ghost would be injured if hit by a volley of bullets from this kind of gun.
Although the defensive power of their natural carapace armor is almost the same as that of the Tang Sect's black-tailed armor, it will still crack and shatter after enduring dozens or hundreds of shots.
Although its shell was cracked and its body was covered in blood, the Rakshasa remained unshakable and did not howl or cry until it charged into Behemoth's formation.
Facing the hail of bullets and the extraordinary powers of the extraordinary people, the Rakshasa ghost generals were not afraid of injury or pain, and their appearance was terrifying. Just looking at them made people feel terrified, and the murderous aura that was connected into a fog gave people a sense of fear as if a dark cloud was pressing down on the city.
The Rakshasa ghost that rushed into the enemy camp revealed the appearance of an evil ghost from the underworld. Black energy lingered on its ferocious ghost claws. The energy was angular and its nature was fierce, like a guillotine or a ghost-head knife, which made people terrified.
The black energy from the fingertips rose and coated the four steel arms, forming four-armed black knives, which were ferocious and unstoppable. A Rakshasa who rushed into the crowd couldn't wait to sweep a claw across, grabbing the soldier's chest, tearing off the flesh and bulletproof vest together, like a wild beast.
The methods used by the other Rakshasas were equally cruel. Nearly a hundred people had died on the battlefield, but not even a complete corpse could be found.
The beach was soaked with blood and coagulated into black soil. The scene was like an execution ground at noon, brutal, bloody, solemn and terrifying.
Behemoth's team of aliens stepped forward to stop the Rakshasa's massacre.
It's not about how loyal they are, but about seeing the situation clearly.
Without the support of the Behemoth soldiers, they would be left alone and would be unable to escape the clutches of the Rakshasa demon.
If you want to live, you have to fight for your life!
The Behemoth version of the Suicide Squad has a very complex composition, with all kinds of people, including innate mutants awakened in Behemoth, fallen ninjas and onmyojis, wizards wanted for practicing black magic, and even shamans who surrendered among the Native Americans.
The sources are varied and the methods are also varied. The aliens use their supernatural powers to condense energy balls to shoot, the ninjas take out kunai and long swords, and the monsters show their true forms, grow vertical pupils and animal fangs, scales and sharp claws. There are also Mayan priests who have mastered the art of divine transmission and summoned the great spirit to possess them and fight against the Rakshasa demon head-on.
The Suicide Squad was in the front, while Behemoth's soldiers retreated skillfully, raising their guns to shoot and provide cover, without worrying about killing teammates by mistake. The distance between the enemy and us was less than a hundred meters at this moment, and at this distance, Behemoth's soldiers would not make any mistakes at all.
They are all cyborgs who have undergone transformation, with particular emphasis on improving their shooting abilities.
Behemoth once captured an Inhuman with beyond-visual-range, top-notch dynamic vision, and dug out one of her eyes for research. Later, DC rescued her before her other eye was dug out.
Without the Primarch, the research was forced to be interrupted, but the previous research results were enough for Behemoth to transform into a group of sharpshooters.
With the support of modern troops, the battle became more intense and the Rakshasas finally suffered casualties.
Some of the Rakshasa ghosts rushed too far forward and were trapped in the enemy's formation. They were surrounded, their shells shattered, their skin and flesh turned upside down, and even one of their arms was blown off by the explosive man of the alien team who used his own energy ball that could be injected into objects to detonate. Blood pumped out and accumulated into a pool at their feet.
But the seriously injured Rakshasa ghost did not retreat, and did not even pay too much attention to his injuries. He just kept killing, killing, and killing the enemies!
Even though the wizard used a transformation spell to lock his right hand and bullets made blood splatter all over his body, he still chose death over injury and used his severed arm to poke at the explosive man whose abilities he thought posed the greatest threat to others.
The overbearing and cruel murderous aura condensed on the broken bones, like the tip of a spear piercing the explosive man's lower abdomen.
The seriously injured Rakshasa ghost died in battle, and his true spirit returned to Rakshasa Mountain to wait for rebirth.