928 Black Gas
“Go! Protect the ritual!”
Maica saw this and immediately led the remaining vampires to face the enemy.
From a distance, Mo Jiawei and Mo Jianghe groped their way over along a small path and hid behind a few withered trees.
“Seventh Uncle! It’s God, he’s…”
Mo Jiawei recognized Fang Heng at first glance. The latter was wearing a mask and standing beside the coffin of the Vampire King. He was pleasantly surprised and was about to wave his hand to call out to him when Mo Jianghe, who was beside him, quickly covered his mouth.
“Idiot! Don’t make a sound!”
Mo Jiawei gestured with his hands and feet to indicate that he understood.
Mo Jianghe let go of Mo Jiawei’s hand and looked at Fang Heng, who was commanding the vampires to control the coffin not far away. He was also very surprised.
He had heard from Mo Jiawei that Fang Heng had already integrated with the vampires and was in control of the entire District 6. However, he had never expected that Fang Heng would be doing so well among the vampires!
This group of vampires who took orders from Jian Muzhi were actually helping him?
It was really strange!
Mo Jianghe muttered in his heart as he squinted his eyes and sized up the ritualistic magic array under Fang Heng’s feet.
Looking at the appearance of the vampires and the structure of the magic array…
Could it be that the vampires were helping Fang Heng to conduct the reversal summoning of the entire coffin of the Vampire King?
Hiss…
Mo Jianghe gasped.
Fang Heng was intending to steal the coffin of the Vampire King!
Alright!
Mo Jianghe couldn’t help but slap his thigh.
As expected of his own student!
Awesome! He had guts!
Just like him!
However, Jian Muzhi was already on his way. Judging from the current operation of the magic array, Fang Heng would not be able to complete the reverse summoning of the Vampire King’s coffin before Jian Muzhi arrived.
Instead, he might have to fight with Jian Muzhi.
He had to think of a way to help his student. Mo Jianghe quickly assessed the situation.
Mo Jiawei was already used to Fang Heng’s antics of tricking vampires.
“Seventh Uncle, are we not going over?” he asked in a low voice.
“We’re not even clear about the situation right now. If you go there so rashly, what if you mess up his plan? Besides, can you even help if you go?”
“Oh, what do we do now?” Mo Jiawei felt that it made sense and could not help but shrink his neck. “Are we just going to watch?”
“Don’t be anxious. Let’s see how far he has fooled them. When Jian Muzhi comes over, let’s see if he can fool Jian Muzhi. If he can’t, we can hide here and launch a sneak attack.”
That’s right! A sneak attack!
Mo Jiawei’s eyes lit up. “Seventh Uncle! You’re really something!”
“Tsk, that’s for sure. I’ve told you before, sealing techniques are invincible. As long as I step in, there’s nothing I can’t do.”
Although Mo Jianghe appeared to be relaxed, he did not dare to relax at all.
The sealing technique was very powerful, but unless one had really learned it to the point of crushing others, a player who only learned it would actually be a powerful support.
They were not strong in actual combat.
After all, when both sides were fighting, it was difficult for a player who knew the sealing art but had no melee skills to run over and stick a sealing talisman on the enemy’s head.
Other than his natural talent in sealing techniques, Mo Jianghe had a hard time learning anything else.
The powerful aura of the Vampire King that he had sensed from Jian Muzhi’s body earlier had made Mo Jianghe feel that it was a thorny problem.
“It’s difficult. I can only hope to rely on sneak attacks to delay Jian Muzhi and help my precious student steal the coffin.”
Mo Jianghe was calculating in his heart.
Not far away, Fang Heng, who was assisting in controlling the ritual, suddenly felt something. He stopped controlling the ritual and looked up.
In the distance, an extremely powerful aura of vampires was rapidly approaching.
That power was very familiar.
It originated from the remains of the Vampire King, and there were several of them!
It seemed to be Jian Muzhi.
He couldn’t hide from him anymore.
Fang Heng was still holding on to a glimmer of hope that he would take advantage of the situation when Jian Muzhi and the people from the Federation started fighting.
Now, it seemed that his wish had not been fulfilled.
Fang Heng looked into the distance.
High up in the sky, Jian Muzhi left behind two Princes of vampires to deal with the Federation outside the Land of Origin. He flew alone in the direction of the Vampire King’s coffin.
From afar, Jian Muzhi discovered that the vampires were casting the reversal magic array. He was instantly furious.
There was really someone so bold as to steal from him in his absence!
That despicable player had used some unknown method to destroy the will of the Vampire King that was fused into the coffin! He even wanted to take the Vampire King’s coffin away!
From afar, Jian Muzhi noticed the figure beside the coffin of the Vampire King. He frowned.
He felt that this person’s figure was particularly familiar.
However, he was too far away and the other party was wearing a mask, so he couldn’t see clearly.
The anger in Jian Muzhi’s heart rose to the extreme. He once again sped up and approached Fang Heng.
Dark red lifeblood condensed in his right hand. Jian Muzhi locked his target on Fang Heng.
Below them, behind the withered tree, Mo Jiawei, who had the demon hunter bloodline, felt an extremely strong sense of danger. He could not help but urged, “He’s here, Seventh Uncle!”
“Don’t rush, take it slowly.”
Mo Jianghe squinted his eyes.
He slowly placed the wooden box on his back in front of him, opened it, took out the sniper rifle from the box, and began to assemble it.
The appearance of the sniper rifle was very strange. The body of the rifle was covered with layers of sealing talismans.
Around the coffin, several high-tier vampires also noticed Jian Muzhi approaching from the distance.
Elder Dick frowned. He looked at Jian Muzhi, who was quickly approaching from the sky, and asked, “Your Majesty, is that Mr. Jian?”
Fang Heng, who was standing on the coffin, raised his head and gave Jian Muzhi the middle finger.
“You’re out of luck. This means that what we had originally prepared to deal with the Federation has all been used on you!”
“Dick! Open the coffin! Activate the magical teleportation formation at full power! Attack immediately!”
Dick was stunned, but he immediately nodded. “Yes!”
Outside the magic array, several vampire elders heard Fang Heng’s order and also reached out their hands to press on the magic array at the same time.
“Buzz!!”
A red glow appeared on the magical array. Then, the gradually sinking coffin of the Vampire King was lifted up with a loud bang!
“Whoosh!!!”
A black aura seeped out from the broken coffin!
“Eh?”
Mo Jianghe was staring at Jian Muzhi when he suddenly sensed the aura of the death realm coming from the coffin of the Vampire King. He could not help but let out a soft gasp.
“Chi Chi…”
The moment the lid of the Vampire King’s coffin was lifted, an ink-like black aura gushed out from the cracks!
The dense black aura enveloped the magical array and the coffin of the Vampire King almost instantly, dragging Fang Heng and the surrounding area into darkness!
“What the f*ck?”
Mo Jiawei was also shocked when he saw this.
Why was there a black aura coming out of the coffin of the Vampire King?
Mo Jiawei turned to look at Seventh Uncle and asked, “Seventh Uncle, What’s this? ”
“It’s the aura of the death realm.”
