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  As they got closer to the dock, the guard became more and more severe, forming a tight defense line. At this time, whether it was the white-robed gods or those sturdy monk soldiers, they all took off their headgear, vigilantly looking around. Fang Lin's plan to mix with the crowd and sneak away was instantly foiled. Seeing that he had no way to avoid it, he gritted his teeth and wiped another layer of ash on his face, then controlled the fat man behind him, pinching his own neck, and charged straight at the defense line in front!

  In the eyes of others, this was clearly an intruder who had captured one of their own gods and rushed up, but they obviously did not have the intention to rescue the hostages. For a time, the monk soldiers threw out the iron bars in their hands, and the white-robed god began to command his skull warriors to charge forward. Some even had black light flashing on their hands, releasing black air masses. Although Fang Lin didn't know the power of this light, he absolutely had no interest in using himself as a personal experiment.

  So he directly controlled Fat Man and threw himself out!

  Fang Lin was in mid-air, twisting his body to dodge the mysterious black air mass, but he couldn't avoid being hit by the two iron rods that were thrown at him. The pain pierced his heart and lungs, and he feared that two of his bones had been broken. He couldn't compare with Hu Hua's physique, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. These enemies were exceptionally ruthless, showing no mercy to their own people who blocked their attack.

  Only to see that the fat man was also hit by several black air masses while running at high speed, his stout body immediately caught fire, but still rushed into the group of white-robed gods like a heavy tank, knocking down and crushing dozens of people before being trapped, attracting most of the attention.

  Fang Lin took advantage of the good opportunity, and as soon as he landed, he endured the pain and rolled into the crowd of Shinto priests. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he quickly walked towards the dock. Although this reverse rush in the crowd seemed very conspicuous, Fang Lin couldn't care about it at this time, and could only seize every moment to escape on the boat. If he delayed until the monsters like Zhaoquan, who were extremely powerful, came out from inside the temple, then with their careful detection of his demonic energy, he would have no place to hide, not even a glimmer of hope for survival.

  However, Fang Lin only ran for dozens of steps before he was stunned to a standstill. This was because the road ahead had vanished, and from this point to the small wooden hut were dense rows of puppet-like mud figurines and skeletal warriors! They were packed in so tightly that it was impossible to pass through, and there were also several dozen white-robed divine officials and monk soldiers. If he wanted to get past them, he would have to kill his way out!

  However, Fang Lin's cleverness was not enough to clear away the numerous obstacles in front of him. The so-called "four ounces moving a thousand pounds" required at least four ounces of strength, and Fang Lin's current usable combat power consisted of only one strong magic spell and his silver pistol with a limited number of bullets. Unfortunately, using continuous firing bullets against these lifeless objects was not very effective! (Note: The cooldown time for the strong magic spell is 5 minutes)

  Just as Lin was about to bite his teeth and decide to hide in place, waiting for some powerful plot characters to appear and try to entice them with strong magic, he suddenly found a few drops of fresh blood beside him. He slowly turned his head and fell on a monk soldier wrapped in a black headscarf next to him.

  Something was off, Fang Lin felt a sense of unease from the monk soldier. He furrowed his brow slightly, and a blue light flashed on his body, forming a thin, pale blue aura around him within a five-meter radius. This spiritual energy detection barrier was only visible to him, and others would be unaware of it unless their spiritual energy reached a certain level.

  But just as Fang Lin's spiritual power probe touched the monk soldier, he suddenly trembled all over and immediately turned his head to look over!

  Four eyes meet.

  Both of them were shocked. They both found out that the other was a reincarnator, and their eyes first showed vigilance and alertness. Then, after seeing the situation around them, they gradually became gentle.

  In such a terrible environment, if we fight among ourselves, the outcome will only be swift death.

  The two of them were slowly getting closer, standing back to back. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Fang Lin spoke up first, in a very low and almost imperceptible voice:

  "Want to escape alive?"

  "Nonsense."

  He responded in a cold and direct tone.

  "I am... Wisdo." Fang Lin suddenly gave himself a foreign name. "What should I be called?"

  Green

  Fang Lin's heart skipped a beat as he immediately felt that the figure in front of him was quite familiar. At this moment, he had no time to think carefully and said in a low voice:

  "I have a way to get out of this damned place, as long as we can rush through the twenty-odd meters in front of us and reach that small wooden hut."

  Green sneered and said:

  "Mr. Wisdom, your method is outdated. Ten minutes ago I've already been inside and the switch for starting the boat has been destroyed."

  Fang Lin smiled slightly:

  "Do you know why it broke?"

  Green's eyebrows furrowed as he listened, and his expression finally changed:

  "Could it be...?"

  Fang Lin said lightly:

  "I've already given you the conditions. If you don't want to go down there and face those ferocious and terrifying monsters, then it's best to make a decision quickly. The fire inside is almost extinguished, and once those guys in there are free, we won't be able to leave even if we want to."

  Glen closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. Just as Fang Lin was getting anxious, the dark wooden rod in Glen's hand suddenly burst open, emitting an extremely dazzling silver light!

  That was a familiar-looking long-handled weapon!

  The strange sword once held by Scorn, the Punisher Knight!

  Silver Storyline Weapon: Scorn's Fury!

  Green axe swept out, the dazzling silver light with crimson extended nearly five meters, where it passed, not only those mud puppets and skull armor scattered like dust, high up! Even the distant water surface seemed to have ripples and waves!

  This is the identified silver plot weapon's built-in skill!

  "Flame Style: First Form!"

  Note: B-level skill, Flame Fist Level 1. This skill is Billy's special skill in the KOF world. Usage conditions: Power 25, Agility 25, Spirit 25. Consumes 3 spirit points. Attack range judgment: Front 180 degrees, 6 square meters. Attack damage: Fixed flame damage 140 + Spirit value x2.

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