[The current san value is 32, each time you enter the containment scene, you need to consume a little san value]

Is this going to kill a god? Each mission is more exciting than the last!

Instinct tells Fu Qian that today's work will be difficult.

[…1%…5%…50%…98%…100%, the loading of the old city is completed]

[An unspeakable aura of evil envelopes this once prosperous place. The righteous night watchmen are doing their best to eliminate the ubiquitous pollution. Unfortunately, they don't know what they are about to face. 】

[Skills: air bullet, visceral critical strike]

[Weapon: None]

Nightman?

This was the first time Fu Qian heard this unfamiliar name, but although he was not sure what kind of group they were, since they were righteous, it felt like they could still be used.

At this time, Fu Qian's vision slowly recovered, and then he saw a pair of eyes.

This eye is so close that it occupies the entire field of vision in front of him.

The amber-like pupils were looking at him motionlessly at the moment.

Fu Qian tried to move, but found it difficult to breathe and something was pinching his neck.

"can you hear me?"

The next moment, an ethereal and graceful voice sounded.

Fu Qian frowned and quickly reflected on the experience he had summarized before - communicate more verbally and use less body language.

So although he was almost out of breath, he still struggled to make a sound.

"Can……"

The next moment, the bright sword light flashed away. Fu Qian felt a chill in his chest and could feel blood gushing out.

"sorry……"

The voice sounded again, and this time there seemed to be a hint of sobbing.

"My sins have become even more serious..."

With a long sigh, Fu's vision darkened.
Chapter completed!