Chapter Eighty-six: Farce

  Moxinke, Sasou and others have all turned into statues. Hundreds of vampires formed a dark cloud, bringing an aura of unparalleled ferocity as they surged towards him. Their emotions had sunk to the lowest point, and even despair was not enough to describe it.

  If there were a dozen or even dozens of vampires, everyone would still be able to muster the courage to fight to the end. Now, everything has lost its meaning. With so many vampires gathered together, it is highly likely that there are vampire king-level monsters among them. To say nothing of them, even if there was an eleventh-tier Supreme Knight leading the charge, they might not necessarily be a match for those vampires.

  "Heavens!" several villagers exclaimed.

  The rest of the villagers lifted their heads one after another, and soon noticed the abnormality in the sky. Some shouted and called out in disorder, some scrambled to get up and ran towards the forest, while others wailed and cried loudly, and immediately became a chaotic mess again.

  "Raphael, shouldn't you have a way out?" Xanthe said softly.

  "Me..." Han Jin was stunned.

  "Go, don't mind us!" Mo Xinkai said.

  This warrior, who used to be fond of picking quarrels and causing trouble everywhere, had become unexpectedly calm at this moment. In his eyes, after the emotions of despair and unwillingness flashed by, a melancholic smile was overflowing.

  "Master, hurry up!" Stillberg also shouted after him.

  "We don't have any chance at all." Han Jin said slowly: "I can let you recover your strength, then..." "It's useless." Xian Ni'er shook her head: "You and Lei Zhe may be able to escape, but we can't. Rather than running around like a dog, it's better to fight until our last breath."

  "How can you know if you don't try?!" Han Jin said urgently.

  Xian Ni'er slowly raised her right hand, with a very elegant motion, she removed the mask from her face. Then she shook her head, and her smooth, shiny golden long hair flowed down like flowing light, hiding behind the mask was a beauty that made people unable to breathe. Her snow-white cheeks were extremely delicate, a pair of pale green eyes emitting dazzling light, curved eyebrows, with a golden six-pointed star at the center of her brows, a straight nose bridge, and those plump lips, all formed an incredibly pure picture, making one's heart feel carefree and joyful.

  "I see. Now there shouldn't be any regrets, right?" Xanier smiled.

  Mo Xin Ke stared blankly at Xian Ni Er's forehead where a six-pointed star was located: "You are..."

  "It's just a coincidence." Xanthe replied softly.

  "Listen to me..." Han Jin's forehead was covered in sweat and his veins were bulging.

  "Now listen to me." Xian Ni'er interrupted Han Jin's words: "There's nothing good here either. Magic crystal... you'll have a way to get it yourself later. But this thing should be given to you." After finishing speaking, Xian Ni'er took out a small black box from her spatial ring and handed it to Han Jin.

  Han Jin didn't answer, he suddenly sighed: "I really don't understand, why are you so stubborn? Do you still want to protect them?" Han Jin's biggest regret now is that he was too indecisive. If he had driven all the villagers away earlier, they might not have ended up in this situation.

  Xian Ni'er didn't say a word, her right hand still suspended in mid-air, firmly holding onto the small box. At this time, Sasou, Michel and others also gathered around, Sasou said in a low voice: "Raphael, let's go, whether you stay or leave, the outcome is all the same."

  A sudden surge of extreme annoyance rose up in Han's heart. Having been in this world for almost half a year, his greatest gain was getting to know these friends - could he really give them up? Of course, he was still very young and could start all over again, but the next time he encountered a similar situation, would he have to give up once more?

  "Listen to everyone." Xian Ni'er smiled and then grabbed Han Jin's hand, trying to put the small box on it.

  Han Jin counterattacked and sent the small box flying, fortunately the small box was very sturdy. After flipping over several times and falling to the ground, it remained intact and undamaged.

  "Y...!" Xian Ni Er's small mouth opened in surprise.

  Han Jin is no longer in the rational state of Xian Ni Er. Looking up at the sky, let him leave now, he can't accept it, and innocent death is also unacceptable. Rather than dying here, it's better to keep his useful body and avenge everyone in the future. As for what to do next, Han Jin doesn't know, really doesn't know.

  As they spoke, the group of black dots had flown closer and closer. Xian Ni'er let out a light sigh, bent down to pick up the small box, and everyone who should draw their sword did so, while those who should grasp their magic wands did so. After all, they were professionals, and although there was a huge disparity in strength, no one would stick their neck out to wait for death.

  A cloud of vampires flew straight over without a moment's pause, and the eerie scene caused countless people's brains to crash on the spot.

  Sasou has already released the magic shield, holding the magic wand, staring blankly at the sky, he doesn't know what to do; Mosinke's giant sword almost fell to the ground, his mouth was wide open, almost able to swallow a normal person's fist; Han Jin's hands that were rapidly forming seals became stiff, fortunately his mental state was much higher than his current energy, otherwise, maybe he would have gone mad.

  In comparison, the villagers reacted first, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd, those who were so exhausted that they couldn't get up, with tears still hanging on their faces, all got up, shouting and jumping wildly to vent their joy after surviving the disaster.

  Han Jin had a feeling of being unable to laugh or cry, what kind of thing was this? Just now they had already been forced to the point where they were starting to divide up the inheritance, and yet those monsters had quietly left, just as quietly as they had come, waving their hands and not taking away even a wisp of cloud...

  It turned out that they had just put on a show, and when Han Jin turned around, he found that the expressions on the faces of Mo Xinkai, Xian Ni'er and others were all very strange, so his own expression should be about the same.

  Han Jing just wanted to speak, a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he hastily called out: "Mo Xin Ke, take the men and continue moving forward, quickly! Lei Zhe, how is your body? Let Mo Xin Ke carry you at the front to lead the way. We can't follow the main road anymore, try to take small paths."

  "I can." Lei Zhe hastily replied.

  Mo Xinkai saw Han Jin with a worried face. Without asking much, he shouted loudly: "Those who don't want to die, get up immediately and follow me, hurry up!"

  "Xian Ni Er, you and I will stay here." Han Jin paused: "Who has a mirror?"

  "What kind of mirror?" Kelly asked.

  "Anything is fine."

  "There are two here." Qiu Li hastily took out a small mirror from her pouch and another one from her bag, handing them to Han Jin.

  "Who still has a mirror?" Han Jin shouted.

  The villagers saw that Han Jin needed a mirror, so they all came over. In an instant, Han Jin had more than a dozen small mirrors in his hands. He selected nine of them that were roughly the same size, although their shapes and qualities varied greatly. However, he no longer had the luxury to be picky.

  Han Jin's fingers moved quickly in the air, drawing out symbol after symbol. In the end, he sealed all the symbols in the mirror.

  The villagers saw Mo Xinkuo leading everyone away with great fanfare, and they knew something was amiss. They struggled to get up and followed behind Mo Xinkuo, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

  Han Jin swept his gaze around, growling: "Go!" Then he flung out the nine mirrors. The nine mirrors rapidly rotated in mid-air, then exploded with a loud crash, transforming into nine dazzling streams of light. Extremely neatly, they flew off in four directions, flying over 100 meters away before landing on the ground.

  "What kind of magic is this?" Xanthe asked in surprise.

  "A deceitful little thing." Han Jin looked at Xian Ni'er, in the past when chatting with Xian Ni'er, Xian Ni'er always had an indifferent expression, now that Xian Ni'er had removed her mask, he discovered that Xian Ni'er's facial expressions were actually very rich.

  Xian Ni'er felt a bit uneasy seeing Han Jin staring at her and seriously put the mask back on her face.

  "What's with still wearing that thing?"

  "What do you know?" Xian Ni'er said coldly.

  Han Jin smiled: "Lend me that green earth demon crystal again."

  Xian Ni'er flung her hand and threw the magic crystal over: "Hurry up!"

  "I'm more anxious than you." Han Jin smiled and said. He thought for a moment in his mind about the various symbols in the Nei Mi Ding Jia Pian, selected one that was relatively suitable, took out a piece of already divided Tree Demon Wood, and carefully carved it.

  In no time, a vivid little turtle appeared in Han Jin's hand. Han Jin drew out a Xuanwu Qisheng curse and added the symbol to the little turtle's body. Then he threw the little turtle out.

  A terrifying wave swept through. Suddenly, a giant creature appeared in the field, a turtle magnified thousands of times. Its back was about three meters high, and its shell had a diameter of over five meters. The surface of the shell was not curved, but very flat, and it could accommodate more than ten people, or even more.

  Despite her mental preparation, Xanthe was still startled by this massive object and took two steps back: "What... is this thing?"

  Han Jin jumped onto the turtle's back and said with a smile: "Come on up."

  Three meters in height was not a problem for Xian Ni Er, the next moment, she had lightly landed on the turtle's back, curiously touching it several times: "I've never heard of such a puppet before, its combat strength should be very strong, right?"

  "It's not even a fight, for me, this is just a carriage." Han Jin stretched out his hand and pointed, the giant turtle began to move, and it ran faster and faster.

  Xian Ni'er slowly sat down, the giant turtle had left the main road and was running across the desolate wilderness, but its back was surprisingly stable, only slightly feeling a bit of bumpiness.

  "Why didn't you do this before?" Xanier asked, somewhat discontentedly. She had been sweating profusely for the past few days and just thinking about it made her feel wronged.

  "How to say... there's too much stuff stored here." Han Jin pointed to his head with his hand: "If Lei Zhe hadn't reminded me today, I still wouldn't have thought of it." Han Jin said with a bitter smile.

  "You mean you've mastered too much magic?"

  "Yes." Han Jinman replied.

  "Hmm..." Xian Ni'er smiled slightly, but her tone seemed somewhat unfriendly, as if she thought Han Jin was too arrogant.

  "Didn't you say you wanted to see how far I could go?" Han Jin smiled and said, "I guarantee this is not the first surprise, nor will it be the last."