The Ancient Gods Chapter 957 - 448: Good Night, Peak City

Chapter 957: Chapter 448: Good Night, Peak City

The sound of the cruise ship’s whistle still echoed in the night, and pairs of deep blue eyes already shone in the darkness.

"You have been locked on, please cease resistance, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The cold and unfeeling voice seed to echo throughout the port, causing the refugees from Ying Province to panic. Considering that soone was burned to ash by the Heavenly Fire just monts ago, no one dared to make a reckless escape anymore. They could only huddle in the corners, trembling like a flock of quails, so clutching their families tightly, others gripping weapons.

Gu Jianlin was mixed in with the refugees, almost about to unleash Primordial Return.

Fortunately, a calm voice ca through his earphones, forcing him to suppress his actions.

"Trust Number Two."

The Moon Princess seed to be nestled in his arms, yet she cautiously held the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword, its blade slightly trembling.

The team mbers should have begun disembarking one after another, as more and more Ascenders gathered together.

The white-robed strange folks erged ghost-like from the darkness, chanting ancient spells, their terrifying deep blue eyes reflecting the faces of the refugees as if seeing through their past lives and present existence.

Boom!

Gu Jianlin vigilantly dodged, while behind him, an African youth in a Beatles outfit convulsed and was burned by Heavenly Fire, crumbling into a pile of ashes instantly, strangely without any temperature spreading.

"Truly terrifying."

The Moon Princess whispered softly.

Flas arose from all directions, and the burned individuals collapsed into ash with lanting cries.

Scalding embers drifted through the port in an instant.

So family mbers howled, lunging towards the victims burnt by flas, but were pushed away.

Yet Gu Jianlin, the most threatening presence, faced no attacks.

Including the Moon Princess in his arms.

The white-robed people gazed at them coldly but eventually left like zombies, continuing their surveillance of other refugees.

"The Bai Ze Clan’s thods are indeed ingenious."

Soone sighed behind them.

The Moon Princess shuddered in surprise but was restrained by a hand on her shoulder.

Gu Jianlin glanced over indifferently, only to discover a handso youth standing behind them.

This youth had dyed orange hair, sharp and robust facial features, yet his gaze seed slightly gentle, wearing a long black coat billowing in the wind, with a black Ghost Slayer sword at his waist.

Those who’ve watched ani could instantly na this sword.

Heavenly Lock Moon Slash.

This guy’s outfit made him very recognizable.

Black Qi Yihu.

"Seems like we haven’t been deed threats, but neither can we gain freedom. In front of the Heavenly Dynasty People, Yingzhou people could hardly lift their heads. Now, who knows where we’ll be sent to labor. That’s considered lucky. Unlucky ones might be frozen."

The orange-haired youth hunched his shoulders, spoke softly, "Be careful, this fla is the Bai Ze Clan’s ability. It appears to lack temperature, but it can burn away the traces left by your past, leaving you with no future, thus collapsing into ash instantly. Such an unreasonable ability theoretically should never be in the hands of these folks. If I’m correct, there’s likely a big figure behind this group."

Now it was Gu Jianlin’s turn to be shocked because the guy before him actually understood this.

His talkative nature gave Gu Jianlin an oddly strong sense of déjà vu, though.

He instinctively profiled him, reaching quite an exaggerated conclusion.

Hence, his gaze turned even more horrific.

"Shut up, do you want to get us killed?"

The Moon Princess said coldly.

The orange-haired youth glanced at the beautiful girl, his gaze oddly benevolent, bowing slightly.

"A pleasure to et you, my na is Heiqi Yidao."

He bowed slightly, "Yingzhou Guandong person, pleased to make your acquaintance!"

Goddamn Heiqi Yidao.

The Moon Princess’ gaze turned cold, silently gripping the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword tightly.

Her ssage was simple.

If you keep babbling, I’ll kill you.

For a practitioner of the Ghost Slayer Path, achieving this is not hard.

Gu Jianlin stayed silent for a mont, unable to resist reminding his young Female Sacrifice, the person opposite is not simple.

If this person is indeed the guy he profiled, then the surrounding Bai Ze Clan is nothing.

Because where this guy is, there’s absolute danger.

The green indicator lights flickered in the darkness of the port, signaling that the refugees could pass.

Survivors wept as they sward forward, these individuals who were once prominent figures in the Extraordinary World or distinguished mbers of modern aristocracy, now stripped of all dignity in the face of life and death.

"There are sniper positions of the Overlord Path arranged on the surrounding buildings."

The Moon Princess bowed her head, speaking softly, "I saw the reflection of sniper rifles."

Gu Jianlin thought to himself, not just that, elental turbulence already hovered in the night sky, prone to crash at any movent.

He glanced back, the damned orange-haired youth still smiling at him.

On the ship’s ladder, Old Master Si disguised as a returning overseas Chinese with his clan mbers cautiously making their way.

mbers of the Oga Sequence also disguised and silently followed at the end.

They hadn’t returned to Peak City for a long ti and never anticipated arriving back under such circumstances.

Lin Lan and Mu Feng moved cautiously, looking around with vigilance, carrying a stretcher.

On the stretcher lay the unconscious Lin Wanqiu.

It was overly thrilling, everyone gripped tightly by anxiety, fearing discovery.

An inevitable fierce battle awaited.