After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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However, before he could take two steps, vines suddenly sprouted from the road in front of him, growing wildly.

In an instant, the vines transformed into a human figure, holding a vine whip in its hand and wearing armor woven from plants.

These bountiful people, barely born, let out a howl before charging straight towards Spa, brandishing their rattan.

The people of this small, prosperous place!

Watch me clean them all up in one move!

Spall snorted coldly, and a trace of sword intent spread from his entire body.

The sword intent transformed into sword energy, carrying a protective golden light, and with a thunderous roar, swept towards the road ahead.

The bountiful people were wiped out.

Spa took off to catch up, but after taking only one step, he heard a howl coming from behind him.

Judging from the numbers, it's more than ten times what we see now.

not good!

There, in white robes!

Although the Celestial Boatmen possess amazing self-healing abilities... he hasn't fully recovered yet, and if he's attacked by the Abundant People again, he'll surely die.

Thinking of this, Spa suppressed his urge to pursue, turned around, and ran towards Su Chang's direction.

But as soon as he turned around, he found that the girl had stood up and was wielding a golden heavy sword.

"Behold my great-aunt's swordsmanship!"

Su Chang shouted loudly, but there wasn't a trace of blood on her body, only the flesh on her chest was exposed.

She swept her heavy sword horizontally, creating a golden whirlwind. The bountiful people came on strong, but none of them dared to get close.

What amazing swordsmanship!

In terms of strength... he's probably at the level of a sword master's disciple.

Spah secretly admired him, but did not stop walking.

"Senior Spa! Leave this to me! This measly amount of food from Fengrao Village isn't even as much as the dishes I had for dinner!"

Su Chang shouted, swinging her greatsword like a windmill. Instantly, a bountiful man was cut in two.

It seems... Su Chang is alright.

Spare thought to himself, then casually unleashed a burst of sword energy to help Su Chang eliminate several Abundant People. He then turned around and chased after the Fool.

The room is still being generated.

But Spall didn't care about any of that. He swung his fist, and golden light flashed as he shattered the extra barriers.

The scent of fools grows ever closer.

Before long, Spah caught a glimpse of the other person's back.

very good!

Next up is our final battle!

Spall thought to himself, "Speed ​​up."

However, at the same time...

In the heart of the church, an open tunnel leads down to the ground, where a rope ladder hangs suspended, creaking and rattling.

It was pitch black underground, without a single spark of light, only water droplets dripping and splashing onto the ground.

The ground formed a pool of water, and a touch of purple energy covered its surface.

Spa and Sushang, meanwhile, were immersed in the pool and fell into a deep sleep.

The envoy in Chapter 156 is also easy to kill.

The streets of the slums were filled with an eerie atmosphere.

The crying fool twisted his waist and swayed as he crossed the street, holding a snow-white rag in his hand, rubbing his gloves, and humming a little tune.

Moonlight streamed down, sewage overflowed with a fishy smell, and there was no one around except for gray houses standing on either side, swaying precariously.

"Everything is going according to my plan."

The Fool finished wiping his left glove and then started wiping his right:

"Thanks to my smuggling of Dream Pool concentrate from Pinocene... With just a few modifications, the effects are so outstanding, hahaha!"

The Fool touches his mask and laughs.

He laughed more and more heartily, and then simply stood up, spread his arms, and exposed his chest to the sky.

"I can't deal with the envoy right now... but once he's asleep, even the envoy is easy to kill."

The fool's laughter subsided, and he swayed his waist, stepping slowly across the muddy ground as he walked into the distance.

That's where the church is located.

Only after the fool left did people gradually appear around.

Dozens of heads popped out of the room, exchanged glances, scanned the surroundings, and then poked their bodies out of the door.

Strangely, these people's bodies were twisted, their bones were misaligned, and their limbs were like bent steel pipes.

Even more alarming is that dark green branches sprout from their bodies, growing one by one at a visible speed.

However, people were completely unaware of this, and after greeting each other, they started working again with a clatter.

……

Meanwhile, in the dream world

Spah was enveloped in golden light, his feet spewing golden flames, and he crashed through walls with a series of clangs as he charged toward the Fool's back.

The white suit became clearer and clearer. Spare slowed down slightly, summoned his pulse gun, and aimed it at the Fool's head.

Swift action is needed! Delay could lead to unforeseen consequences!

Snapped!

Spah pulled the trigger, and the beam of light shattered the Fool's head.

The Fool transformed into a black butterfly, fluttering and scattering in all directions, only to regroup at the speed of a whirlwind.

"Hey! Don't be so fierce!"

The Fool hovered in mid-air, legs crossed, and a creaking laugh emanated from his weeping mask:

"I think we should have a lot to talk about."

"Delaying won't save your life!"

Spall muttered to himself, his finger hovering over the trigger. He wasn't going to listen to the ramblings of a crying fool.

This guy... is most likely plotting something!

"I thought you wanted to know who was behind the massacre at the company back then, the bloodbath in Neon City, and the invasion of Azure Star by Bu Liren...

The fool stroked the back of his hand, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

Spall was slightly taken aback when he heard his words. His finger touched the trigger, but he couldn't pull it.

"You...did you do all this?"

Spa's voice was icy.

He knew that if the Fool's words were true, then everything he had experienced over the years had been orchestrated by the other party behind the scenes.

"Just an interesting experiment."

The Fool leaned towards Spa, his finger pressed against his lips: "To cultivate an envoy, then kill it, or be killed by it... Interesting! So interesting! Oh ho ho ho!"

The Fool's laughter turned shrill, his arms crossed over his shoulders, his hands resting on his shoulders, and his body wriggling and twisting like an eel.

"What a madman." Spah gritted his teeth, feeling utterly disgusted by the fool's behavior.

very good!

Since you want to die, I will grant you death!

A cold glint flashed in Spa's eyes as the bullet left the barrel.

The Fool chuckled, transformed into a butterfly, dodged the bullets, and his body appeared in a flash to Spa's right.

Spare was prepared and turned his gun around, only to see the other party wave his hand and summon more than twenty guns, each one printed with a mask.

That is to say...

Can each one invalidate the command authority?

Spa didn't dare to be careless and summoned more than twenty energy shields. The enemy opened fire, bullets whizzing by.

Clang! Clang...

For every shield a bullet destroys, a new shield is generated.

In the blink of an eye, the Fool unleashed over a hundred bullets, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of Spa's clothes.

"Oh dear! That's powerful! This is troublesome..."

The fool muttered to himself.

"Ha! You don't think you can take me down with a few broken guns, do you?" Spah said coldly, his words filled with murderous intent.

It's my turn to fight back.

Since the other party can turn into a butterfly and slip away... then I will let the attack sweep across the entire room!

Spall thought to himself, brought up the keyboard, activated [Ether Edit], and in an instant, more than thirty pulse cannons appeared in the room.

The pulse cannon is filled, and the beam of light is focused on the muzzle.

Whoosh!

Bombing of the fort.

……

Meanwhile, in the real world

The fool has gone to the church.

He didn't rush in, but instead faced the stained-glass window at the church entrance, where his thin figure was reflected in the mirror.

"Whether you're enjoying a meal or watching a play, you should first take good care of your attire."

The fool patted the white suit, smoothing out the wrinkles, and loosened the bow tie slightly, making it fit snugly against the neckline, just the right tightness.

After finishing all that, he finally stepped through the door and entered the church.

Tap tap! Tap tap tap tap...

White leather boots, lightly stepping across the tiled floor, echoed with a creaking, loose sound.

The church was empty; the parishioners had all left long ago, leaving him alone to venture deeper into the church.

The Fool took out a tissue, wiped his white gloves, and hummed a melody without a single note hitting the beat.

Before long, he penetrated deep into the core area.

The fool pulled out a pistol.

……

In the dream, the battle had reached its climax.

The pulse cannons bombarded the room repeatedly, unleashing golden light and radiating orange-red flames, plunging the entire room into a sweltering heat.

No place was spared.

The golden light engulfed the fool. Spah saw black butterflies fluttering in the room, moving through the golden light.

He bombarded the area repeatedly, scattering one butterfly, but new butterflies would fly out, and no matter how he tried to scatter them, he couldn't get rid of them.

What...what's going on?

Why can't I kill him at all?