90: Chapter 90: The Festival of Sacrifice (Thirty-Five)

Looking at the villagers before them, each one was slightly bowing their heads, staring fixedly at them.

With bullets loaded into the gun, the Short Man wore a look of immense arrogance; what was it that made him so confident?

Oh, it was the gun in his hand.

"Hand over the treasure, and I will spare you." The Short Man looked at the villagers in front of him, his eyes filled with contempt.

Qian Ye raised an eyebrow, watching the villagers who were already stirring, a smile playing on her lips.

The Short Man was still gloating, completely oblivious to their changes.

The next instant, a villager suddenly rushed out and lunged at him.

The Short Man instinctively fired his gun, and the next second, the villager tackled him, fingers curled into claws, reaching directly for his heart.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly rolled to the side, looking at the villager with startled suspicion. "How is this possible?"

The bullet had actually passed straight through his body.

In an instant, his eyes were filled with terror as he looked at that person.

"Boss, those villagers seem wrong!"

"Mm, I see it." The Trench Coat Boss stared at those villagers, his expression extremely grim.

"I didn't expect those rumors to be true!"

The Trench Coat Boss stared at the villagers with malicious gazes and suddenly spoke.

"What rumors?"

The Short Man was a bit puzzled; he had been by his boss's side the whole time and hadn't heard the boss mention any rumors.

"Careful!"

While they were talking, all the villagers surrounded them; at this moment, their eyes had become very hollow.

Faint black mist emanated from them, and the gazes they directed at them were full of malice and ill intent.

"Those who trespass on Spirit Mountain shall die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

"..."

All the villagers at the scene were speaking in unison, closing in on them step by step.

Their hands were curled into claws in front of their chests, slowly closing in on them.

The Short Man watched this scene and fired rapidly. The sound of gunshots rang out, yet the bullets passed directly through them. This sight left the man terrified.

"How is this possible!"

Although he didn't want to believe it, the facts were right before his eyes.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and shoot!"

With an angry look on his face, he commanded those around him.

The sound of gunfire was incessant, but there was only one result.

All of them passed straight through, without affecting their forward advance in the slightest.

"Boss!"

"What do we do now?"

The Trench Coat Man's expression was also extremely grim.

"Damn it, it's all that bitch Qian Yes's fault. Now that it's come to this, who knows where she's run off to!"

"Boss, we told you she couldn't be trusted and had to be watched closely, but you let her be. Now look, we can't even find her!"

Qian Ye listened to their words and raised an eyebrow. Her identity seemed quite extraordinary; judging by what they said, her character's abilities were related to these strange phenomena.

"Enough, what's the use of saying all this now?"

"Let's just hurry up and solve the trouble in front of us."

Although the Trench Coat Boss looked grim, he didn't seem to fear these things.

"Do you remember which bag is Qian Yes's? Open it; it contains what we need."

The Trench Coat Boss instructed calmly.

The Short Man hurriedly searched for her bag, not understanding why they needed to find her bag at a time like this.

He soon found out.

"Found it."

At the same time, the villagers had already closed in and launched an attack on them.

The people in front were responsible for resisting their attacks, while a few others protected the Trench Coat Boss as he rummaged through Qian Yes's bag in the back.

Qian Ye followed the Trench Coat Boss closely, watching as he opened the bag, revealing some cinnabar and talisman papers inside. She realized everything in an instant.

So, the character Qian Yes was a Xuan Master; no wonder the Trench Coat Boss held both contempt and awe for her.

"Cinnabar!"

"Talisman papers!"

"Boss, this is..."

The Trench Coat Boss nodded.

The Short Man instantly fell silent.

So she was a Xuan Master; in this team, only the Boss and that other person knew.

No wonder the two of them didn't say anything even when they saw Qian Yes's attitude.

"The talisman papers could have exerted greater power in her hands."

"But now, who knows where she is."

"It should be enough for us to deal with the current crisis."

The Trench Coat Boss took out the talisman papers from inside and distributed them to everyone.

Looking at the cinnabar, the Trench Coat Boss was silent for a moment.

The things she used were all with him, so he had never worried about her being able to rebel?

He didn't expect that she would just disappear.

The Trench Coat Boss pressed his lips together, staring at the villagers before them. "Brothers, just throw these talisman papers onto the villagers."

"Remember, keep your distance from them and protect your own safety."

"Understood, Boss."

Qian Ye stood to the side watching the talisman papers flying everywhere, the corner of her mouth twitching.

"Tch, you think these talisman papers can deal with them? How naive." The Yellow-Faced Monster on the side looked disdainful, as if he were looking at trash when he saw the talisman papers.

"Then what solution do you have?"

"Of course, you just need to..." The Yellow-Faced Monster stopped halfway, realizing, and glared at Qian Ye. "Why should I tell you!"

Then, the next second, the talisman papers he had been so disdainful of slammed into the villagers, emitting blackish-white smoke. The villagers who had been hit by the talisman papers began to move more slowly.

Some of the weaker ones were directly scorched by the magic on the talisman papers.

The Yellow-Faced Monster saw this and was furious, starting to curse at the villagers. "Trash, all trash."

"You can't even handle such simple talisman papers!"

"And another thing, I am standing right in front of you, a person of such stature, and you don't even see me, yet you claim to worship me!"

The Yellow-Faced Monster was so angry he was jumping up and down; Qian Ye, on the side, found it extremely entertaining.

Suddenly, a purple figure joined the fray; it was Jiang Meimei. Behind her, Song Hao's hands didn't stop moving, while in front, Jiang Meimei's attack speed grew faster and faster.

"Damn, what is this thing? The talisman papers have absolutely no effect when thrown at her!"

"Then why don't you just try shooting? It might work!"

The Short Man suddenly heard a woman's voice. He didn't have time to think carefully and instinctively followed what she said to give it a try.

With a "bang," the dull sound of a bullet hitting an object rang out. He was overjoyed; great, this one could hit.

The next second, he saw the purple figure flash in front of him in a few quick steps, attacking his neck.

"You lied to me!"

The Short Man reacted a beat too slow and was scratched on his chest. Instantly, his face filled with annoyance, feeling that the woman from just now had lied to him.

He didn't have time to think too much right now; solving the trouble in front of him was the priority.

"You idiot, I told you to aim, but you didn't observe carefully at all—who exactly is controlling her?" It was that female voice again. This time he realized it—it was her.

"Qian Yes! What kind of game are you playing?"

"Where are you? Come out!"

Then, there were only the roars of the villagers in the air; there were no other sounds, and certainly no one answered him.