MM Racing Chapter 316 Encouraging
Chapter 316 Encouraging
With a 'plop', Sera, who was breathing weakly, fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.
Gan Jia walked slowly towards Sera while weighing the soul-breaking needle in her hand:
"Little baby, you should have a longer memory this time."
He squatted down, put his hand on Sera's erect neck, and felt that her pulse was gradually weakening, and couldn't help but murmur to himself:
"It seems there won't be another time."
Who would have thought that just when Gan Jia stood up, the pair of empty and dull eyes on Sera's back started to rotate in an instant.
"What the hell?"
Gan Jia subconsciously looked at the pair of giant eyes, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling in her heart.
For a moment, Gan Jia's mind was in a trance, her consciousness gradually blurred, and she stood beside Sera blankly.
"With the lessons learned before, how can I fall into your trap again!"
Sera slowly raised her hands that had turned into claws, and forced herself to lie flat on the ground.
As the hole in her chest gradually healed, her pale face gradually turned rosy.
She looked excited, looked at Gan Jia with dull eyes, and laughed:
"No one can find themselves from the Eye of Truth. Even a peak Douluo will inevitably fall into endless reincarnation!"
She raised her pincers high and tried to clamp down on Gan Jia's neck:
"I said, old and new grudges, I will definitely bring them back with a knife in your body!"
At this moment, Sera's proud claws slipped from her elbows silently and fell to the ground.
'Boom--'
Seeing the smooth cuts on her arms and the blood spurting out, Sera's face was instantly filled with fear.
"Impossible! It's impossible for my Eye of Truth to be ineffective!"
She trembled and kept moving back, trying to get away from the demon-like Gan Jia in front of her.
But before she could twist twice, the thorny scorpion tail behind her was grasped by Gan Jia with her backhand.
The tip of the scorpion's tail was less than half an inch away from Gan Jia's heart.
"If it's a peak Douluo, it's really possible that he could fall into your trap."
Gan Jia shook his head repeatedly, took a deep breath, and said, "But it's a pity. I am not a peak Douluo."
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp 'click' sound, and the scorpion tail covered with thorns and barbs was crushed into pieces by Gan Jia's strong grip.
"You madman! You devil!"
Sera's distorted face was full of anger and horror, and she screamed hysterically: "I, the Soul Capture Cult, will definitely cut you into pieces!"
Before the word 'Duan' came out of his mouth, Gan Jia couldn't help waving his hands, and more than a hundred sharp and tough threads on his fingertips were drawn across Sera's body.
In the blink of an eye, with a crashing sound, Sera's body fell to the ground like broken ceramics.
Until the moment before her death, Sera still looked at her proud 'divine body' with disbelief in her eyes.
If all of this can be restored, it would really be a medical miracle... Gan Jia stretched out her index finger and pointed at the wreckage scattered on the ground.
He Yan!
In the blink of an eye, a blazing whip of flame shot out from Gan Jia's fingertips and rolled directly towards the pile of debris.
There was only a sound of 'chichi', accompanied by a strong smell of burning, as Sera's pile of remains was burned to death by the whip of fire.
Gan Jia put the metal ball into the inventory without leaving a trace, then quickly covered her mouth and nose and took a few steps back.
I don't know how many vents there are in this underground place... Gan Jia frowned until she retreated deep into the dungeon and was able to take a few breaths of normal air.
However, unlike Gan Jia's extremely disgusted look, Walter had completely lost the ability to think at this time.
Walter never imagined that those members of the Soul-Taking Cult who he thought were invincible would be as vulnerable as chickens and dogs in Gan Jia's hands.
He ignored the stench lingering in the dungeon, endured the pain in his limbs, and turned to look at Gan Jia in the distance, his eyes full of respect and gratitude:
"Senior! Thank you for your help!"
Gan Jia glanced at Walter, then turned around, took out a mask and put it on his face, then put the mask back on.
He coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Walter leisurely:
"I'm not here for you. Don't take yourself too seriously. Do you understand?"
"Obviously...I understand, Walter understands."
Walter nodded repeatedly and said: "Although senior just saved me by chance, I am not the kind of ungrateful person. As long as senior has any instructions, I will do my best!"
Guess you still have some self-awareness... Gan Jia nodded with great satisfaction and continued:
"Nowadays, there is chaos in the empire, and the Soul-Taking Cult wants to dominate the world. If you people who live in a corner only know how to live alone, the empire will surely perish.
If you want to break the current situation, you must unite together and seek those forces that can and want to resist. Only in this way can you help the empire and yourself to survive this crisis. "
Walter looked bitter and smiled bitterly:
"But you don't know something, senior. Although I am the city lord of Kara City, if I leave Kara City, I actually don't have much say in the empire. I also want to unite other forces to confront the Soul-Taking Cult. Fight, but I can’t.”
"It's simple."
Gan Jia turned his head slightly, looked in the general direction of Xingluo City, and said: "Although it is not appropriate for me to come forward, your identity is enough. Someone in the imperial royal family will accept you."
However, Walter's eyes were still dim, and he lamented and said:
"I know that the person you are talking about, senior, is afraid that it will be difficult for His Highness alone to compete head-on with Lan Yi.
Lan Yi is in charge of the real power of the empire, and secretly he is colluding with the third prince Lan Qi. If it were not for the city defense army and the Fierce Eagle Army cutting off communication, I am afraid that the city of Kara would have changed hands long ago. "
Gan Jia narrowed her eyes slightly and continued:
"It's difficult to do it alone. It's certainly difficult if it's just you in one city, but if you add other cities, or those forces that have the same idea as you, maybe you can do it."
Walter rolled his eyes and said suddenly:
"Senior, will you also take action? With you here, I believe we can get rid of the Soul-Taking Cult!"
Gan Jia snorted coldly and said:
"I still need you to teach me how to do things? Just do your own thing well. Others will naturally do the rest."
Walter pursed his lips tightly, nodded heavily, and said:
"Okay! Whether it's for myself or the empire, I must do my best!"
That's right... Gan Jia nodded happily and reached out to grab the metal nails that pierced Walter's limbs.
But what he didn't expect was that the nails he thought could be easily removed actually seemed to have grown on the wooden frame.
No matter how hard Gan Jia tried, the metal nails did not move at all.
Walter smiled bitterly and said:
"According to those people from the Soul Capturing Cult, this nail is an offensive soul guide called the Soul-Sealing Nail. It is very difficult to break it."