C56 (1/2)

Seeing the plane and its lackeys smashed into pieces by the car, the camel could no longer hold itself back, holding its paper knife as it rushed towards the Howling Celestial Dog.

Unfortunately, the camel had not recovered from its injuries, and only one hand could use it. Even if it had all its limbs, it might not be a match for the Howling Celestial Dog, much less this very moment. Before he could even get close, he was kicked to the ground by the Howling Celestial Dog.

The Howling Celestial Dog raised its hand and slashed towards the camel's neck. Just as the camel was about to be decapitated, it could not bear to continue watching. I kept sighing in my heart. It's impossible to go against fate. Camels are really hard to escape death. At this moment, the most powerful camel in this group of people was about to die. All that was left were a bunch of sheep that could be slaughtered at any moment. I pressed my head against the glass and closed my eyes. I couldn't bear to watch any longer.

After waiting for a long time, I still couldn't hear the camel's scream. I raised my head and saw an unbelievable scene, the little monk had both his hands clasped together and grabbed the blade, he was currently wrestling with the Howling Celestial Dog. The Howling Celestial Dog clenched its teeth, the veins on its neck bulging, it seemed to have used all its strength. The little monk was not angry, although his face revealed a trace of strain, it was not as exaggerated as the Howling Celestial Dog s.

The Howling Celestial Dog looked like it was about to run out of energy, it did not care about morals, and shouted to the capable men behind it: ”Why are you still standing there, kill him!”

A group of men with sabers rushed forward. The young monk had no choice but to let go and fight with those few guys. I really couldn't tell that this young monk was usually a little dazed. This kind of martial arts isn't anything ordinary. From what I can tell, he's only slightly weaker than me.

The little monk was walking down the river from those Celestial Dog Gang Sect members and seemed to be quite skilled at it. From time to time, he would even hit someone, forcing one to retreat. However, the young monk was soft-hearted and was unwilling to kill those fellows. Otherwise, those fellows would have been crippled long ago. The current situation was somewhat similar to the six major sects besieging a bright peak. It was a pity that I, who was supposed to be the main character, was locked in a box. With such an eye-catching character, he could only let the young monk take advantage of him.

Howling Celestial Dog also joined in the fray. This fellow was a Divine Beast after all, and with six practitioners helping him, his days would not be easy. Mu Dajian and that foreigner didn't have any fighting strength left, they could be ignored. I was locked in the box and now the little monk had become the pillar of hope, our only hope.

I shouted angrily at the young monk, ”Fight back! Fight back! Beat up his brother-in-law!”

”But …” However … ”They're just normal people. I can't do it.” At such a crucial moment, this little brat was actually at a loss again.

”They are all bad people, bad people who do everything they can,” I quickly explained. ”The Buddha said that killing one bad person means saving ten good people.”

”But …” However … ”I'm a channeler,” the guy said. Just as I was talking, the Howling Celestial Dog suddenly sneak attacked from behind. I cried out in alarm, ”Be careful!”

The little monk was currently surrounded by four to five people from the Celestial Dog Gang. He could only struggle to free a hand and slap away the Howling Celestial Dog's machete, but was unable to stop the Howling Celestial Dog's fist. The Howling Celestial Dog's fist landed on the little monk's ribs.

The punch was so heavy that the young monk took two steps back, spat out a mouthful of blood, and slumped on the ground. Although he was not unconscious, he had lost his ability to fight and could only close his eyes and rest.

”Lord Yama... If I had known earlier … ”I should have listened to you …” When the little monk took off all his clothes and placed it on the chopping board, waiting for the Howling Celestial Dog to slaughter him, he then stopped thinking about it and remembered that my words were correct. Unfortunately, it was already too late.

My heart was dead. Without the remote control, my own inability to come out was already a foregone conclusion, and the little monk was injured. With the Howling Celestial Dog's personality, it seemed like we would all die here today, regardless of whether we are humans or gods.

After defeating the little monk, the Howling Celestial Dog looked at Mu Dajian and foreigner who had no fighting power and smirked at me, ”Lord Yama, I never thought that one day you would be trapped by something made by a normal person.”

I couldn't be bothered with him.

”Today, I really picked up a big bargain,” the Howling Celestial Dog said complacently as it glanced at the unconscious Black and White Impermanence on the ground and then looked at the box that was closing around me. ”It actually managed to catch all of the big shots in one go.”

”And you can even get what I want the most,” the Howling Celestial Dog said as she walked to the tub that Mu Ge'er was in. She extended her hand to pull the wings on his back and picked him up from the tub. Mu Ge'er was already unconscious.

”Look, look,” the Howling Celestial Dog looked like the scrawny face of the villains who had gained control over everything, ”A good body, what did you guys make out of it? Sizzle, it even grew two wings.”

The Howling Celestial Dog had already wanted to destroy his body for more than a day or two, and today, they were finally getting their way.

”If you dare to touch a single hair on her head, I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse —”

”I'm so scared,” the Howling Celestial Dog said in a wretched voice, ”Do you think you're still the King of Hell, or do you think you still have a Magic Weapon?” After saying that, the Howling Celestial Dog turned its neck and searched the entire warehouse. Its gaze finally stopped at the Adibas Bucket that was next to the body of a mercenary. What was even more unfortunate was that the zipper of the barrel was opened, revealing half of the beer bottle.

”Hehe,” The Howling Celestial Dog casually threw away the machete in its hand, walked over and pulled out the beer bottle from the barrel, then waved it twice in the air, ”Now this Magic Weapon belongs to me.”