"Little thing, if you dare to run away, we will treat him like a suckling pig. Do you see that!"
One of the generals pointed at the black-skinned pig that was drying on a steel fork and said in stiff Chinese.
"Tsk, you don't have that kind of guts. Do you know who he is?
He is the top protector of the Five Poison Cult. His position is so high that you can't afford to offend him. Don't talk about piercing his chrysanthemum, I reckon that you don't even have the courage to break his arm, "I pouted and said in disdain.
"Damn it, you don't believe me, right!?"
Hearing that, the generals were annoyed. With an order, the genetic mutant warrior waved his harpoon and easily cut off Protector Ning's left arm, which was accompanied by warm blood.
"Ah!" A pig-slaughtering scream resounded in the surroundings.
"F * ck, you're purposely messing with me!" Protector Ning's face was slightly distorted and his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Hehe, you're right. Since you aren't willing to keep your promise, you have to pay the price," I shrugged and said sarcastically. There was really no need to sympathize with such a despicable person.
If he had fought alongside me, no matter how passive I was, I would have thought of a way to bring him away. It was a pity that this fellow just watched from the side. Even after I had begged him, he still acted as if he didn't hear me. I had my principles as a person. As long as someone treated me well, I would definitely repay them tenfold. On the contrary, if someone schemed against me, I wouldn't kill him, but at least I wouldn't sympathize with him.
"Zhuang Feng, I, Ning Zetao, will never forgive you in this life!" His eyes were bloodshot as he roared angrily.
I was too lazy to care about him, so I stomped my feet and prepared to leave.
However, at that moment, it was as if an invisible force was pressing on my shoulder. My originally light footsteps became extremely slow, just like a normal person running at full speed. Compared to a genetic warrior, this speed was extremely slow.
"This brat couldn't have purposely revealed a flaw, right?"
"I think it's possible. If he still has a trump card, it will be hard for us to take advantage of him."
"No, this is the power of a great wizard!" Very quickly, someone with sharp eyes came to a conclusion.
The generals were also excited. Sure enough, at this time, the sound of a plane came from mid-air. About a minute or two later, they saw a helicopter approaching from afar. There was a lifelike emblem of a wolf's head printed on it. It was quite eye-catching.
"As expected of the Grand Wizard!"
"Aha, the Grand Sorcerer is here, this kid can't escape even if he grows wings!"
My heart thumped. It can't be. How could I be so unlucky?
Could it be that my every move is under their noses?
Otherwise, how could I rush here in time after only being here for more than ten minutes? The helicopter also needs some time, right?
It seemed that all wizards had treasures like crystal balls. Through the crystal ball, they could see what the person they were thinking about was doing.
These things usually only appeared in movies and TV dramas. As for whether they were real or not, no one could tell for sure. Anyway, I felt strange. With my strength, even if he was an Earth True Immortal expert, he wouldn't be able to hold me so tightly.
Could it be that the means of this Grand Wizard had already surpassed that of a Perfected Immortal?
From their expressions, it wasn't hard to see that they were in awe of the Grand Wizard.
With my current slow running speed, I couldn't escape from their line of sight. Moreover, the more I ran, the more pressure I felt on my shoulders. It was as if there was a five-fingered mountain pressing down on me, making it hard for me to breathe.
I stopped and stood still. The pressure on me lessened a little.
After a while, as the helicopter descended, an old man with a white beard stood at the cabin door.
I quickly noticed that he was holding a small scarecrow in his hand. A mass of black mist wrapped around the scarecrow.
Damn, if I'm not mistaken, that scarecrow should be able to contact me. He's worthy of being the legendary and mysterious wizard. From a scientific point of view, it's hard to explain.
There's no doubt that everyone has a small magnetic field around them. If he wants to use a certain substance to control others, he has to use something that's overloaded. Although I don't know how he did it, it's already incredible that he could directly oppress my soul.
It's a secret technique that doesn't care about one's cultivation base. Moreover, once you're affected, it's hard to get rid of it. I don't understand. When did he start to target me? Or, did he have a secret plan?
Everything I did was just part of someone else's plan?
Thinking about that, I felt a chill run down my spine. I felt a chill down my spine. As expected, I was still a little too naive. Although my power was always successful in many situations, there were times when it didn't work, especially when it came to witchcraft. This kind of supernatural power was really hard to deal with.
Not long after, the wizard walked down from the helicopter. Both of his feet were in a floating state. Although it was only a few centimeters, it was extremely eye-catching.
I took a deep breath. I couldn't just sit and wait for my death while I still had some power to retaliate.
Under my control, a mutated warrior's corpse floated up and flew towards the Grand Wizard.
It was at least one to two hundred kilograms in weight. With my throwing power, it was at least a thousand kilograms. With the old man's physique, he might not be able to withstand it.
Although the corpse was flying at an extremely fast speed, the mutated warrior that was closest to the Grand Wizard reacted. He took large strides and dashed over, wanting to protect the Grand Wizard.
Suddenly, I felt an invincible power of nothingness. My body, which seemed to be incomparably sturdy, was directly split into two and sent flying in two directions.
At the same time, the mutated warrior dashed in front of the Grand Wizard. The Grand Wizard suddenly snorted. "B * stard, are you doubting my ability?"