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Chapter 480 The highly intelligent Shadow Corps

After the bright light passed, Sark put his hands down, and the palace made of shadows was returning to its original state.

It's just that his eyes can't adapt to the current darkness yet, and he can't see for a while.

After a while, his eyes got rid of the influence of the flash bomb and the dark environment, and then he discovered the pair of eyes that released blood-red light in the darkness.

The flash bomb is useless? !

Sack's expression was full of shock, his heart dropped to the bottom, and the flash bomb could be said to be his last trump card.

Normally, shouldn't shadow-like things like this be afraid of strong light?

Why is nothing happening?

Doubts flashed through his mind, and Sack hadn't figured out the specific reason yet. The shadow soldier standing in front of him moved like a cat attacking a mouse, and his height of 1.8 meters showed a somewhat nimble posture.

Sark reacted quickly and tried to duck to the side.

But the shadow soldier was faster. The moment he jumped up, the shadow soldier was already close to him. Instead of using his claws, he chose to use the sword blade made of shadow to split Sark apart at once.

"what!"

He let out a sharp scream, and his whole body fell to the ground. The blood, flesh and intestines exuded a strong fishy smell in the air, as well as a trace of the stench of yellow and white things.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Sark roared loudly, and the ground swallowed him up bit by bit like a swamp.

Sak realized something was wrong and quickly yelled: "No, please don't kill me. I am willing to work for you. I can do anything!"

Amidst such roars, Sack found that the "King of Hell" on the throne was indifferent and just looked down at him condescendingly with a pair of red eyes.

That look was very familiar to Sac.

Big brothers, politicians and those who are above others usually have this cold look in their eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Sack burst into laughter and suddenly understood that the flash bomb was not necessarily useless, it was just that the other party did not intend to abide by the agreement with them.

He was swallowed up by darkness.

Of the only five people left, four were trembling with fear. Only the wild beast did not know how to be afraid. It just tensed up and let out a low roar like a wild beast warning the enemy.

His eyes no longer had the usual dazed look, but became full of ferociousness, like a tiger with teeth covered in flesh and blood.

The wild beast tried to use this method to remind the shadow soldiers not to step into its attack range.

"Damn bastard!"

One person yelled in despair, pulled out the safety pin of the grenade, and threw it towards the shadow soldiers in front.

Boom!

A brief burst of flame illuminated the dark ground, and countless shrapnel flew out within five meters of the shadow soldier.

Sharp shrapnel passed through their bodies one after another, and some hit their heads, causing the shadow soldiers' bodies to immediately dissipate into wisps of black smoke.

The people who witnessed this scene looked overjoyed and said, "Quick, let's attack their heads with guns!"

Qingze also realized that it would be fine if other parts of the shadow soldier's body were attacked, but the head could not be broken.

Once hit on the head, the shadow soldiers will dissipate.

This is a drawback.

But such shortcomings are limited to shadow soldiers.

Qingze looked coldly at the hall below, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Five shadow soldiers rushed forward quickly.

……

Da da.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.

They tried to carry out indiscriminate strikes with guns and grenades, causing the shadow soldiers' skulls to be hit by shrapnel.

But the shadow soldiers' agility was beyond their imagination, and their attacks failed time and time again.

"Crazy beast, do it quickly!"

"Roar!"

The wild beast let out a furious roar, tensed its body like a spring compressed to the extreme, and jumped out in an instant, rushing towards a shadow soldier.

The shadow soldier raised his hand to attack, but the wild beast was the first to blast out a fierce cannon punch, blowing away the shadow soldier's head like a black lightning strike.

Then, the beast seemed to have a pair of eyes on its back, allowing him to accurately detect a shadow soldier sneaking up from behind.

He twisted his waist and spun around to kick, and his right foot made a whistling sound, like a heavy cannon hitting the shadow soldier's temple.

Bang, the shadow soldier's head exploded into a ball.

The next second, a black shadow quickly bounced up from below and cut off the beast's right foot at knee level.

It also allowed the wild beast to see clearly what was attacking him.

The body of the shadow soldier whose head exploded did not dissipate. Under Qingze's control, it turned into a sharp blade and cut off the beast's right foot.

In this world of shadows, Qingze can control all shadows, and condensing them into shadow soldiers is only part of his ability, not the entirety of his ability.

If he is willing, he can turn the shadow into a beast, an arm, and a sharp blade.

In the shadow world, he can control everything at will, including every living being in the shadow world.

The Shadow Emperor does not create those shadow soldiers to obey orders, but he has the unequivocal authority over all shadows.

"Ah!" The wild beast became ferocious in its heart and wanted to support the ground with its left foot, twisting its waist so that it could hit the shadow blade with a punch. But the ground he was standing on was also controlled by Qingze. With just a thought, shadow blades bounced off the ground, stabbing the wild beast into a sieve.

The ecstasy on the faces of the remaining four people solidified. They thought they could successfully enter this subordinate, but when they saw the way the wild beast died, they suddenly came to their senses.

"Asshole, you actually lied to us!" "Why did you do this?" "Please forgive me, let me do whatever I want.

If you want a sacrifice, we will help you make it happen! "

Qingze's appearance at the moment was too ferocious. It was reasonable for those people not to regard him as a decent person. Whose decent hero turned into a villain.

Qingze said slowly: "I don't need useless subordinates like you.

Death Pierce! "

He spit out the name of this move that was quite a bit of a chuuniu style, raised his right hand, and some of the spikes shot out from the dome, the ground, and the pillars formed by the shadows.

Just in an instant, the sharp spikes formed by the shadow skewered the four people like meat on a barbecue, and under Qingze's control, the four people's bodies were suspended in the air, and their blood fell to the ground. It was still a bit unspectacular.

If tens of thousands of people are interspersed, the scene becomes particularly spectacular.

The thought flashed through Qingze's mind, but he still didn't take action. He was not the devil who destroyed the world, so there was no need to do such bloody things.

He thought for a while, and the shadow swallowed all the corpses inside the palace, returning everything to its original state. It seemed that no one had ever died here.

Qingze leaned back and fell into deep thought. How intelligent are the shadow soldiers?

He stood up and quickly emerged outside.

……

In the living room of the mansion, warm lights shine here.

The male and female host, including their children, were like newborn babies, lying on the cold ground without any cover.

The shadow cast by the sofa on the ground suddenly bulged into a figure. Qingze stepped inside the living room. He had no ability to lift, wearing a pointed crown on his head, and his whole body was still covered with a royal robe made of shadows.

The costumes show few subtle details.

He just weaves the shadow into a shape and covers the surface of his body.

As for the eyes, it seemed to be a natural effect of the shadow covering, and it was not Qingze's intention to make his eyes red.

He took two steps, and the shadow on the ground lengthened, and sixty-six shadow soldiers emerged from it.

The surface of their bodies quickly condensed into the appearance of armor, and there were also sword blades condensed into shadows, making them look well-trained.

Without the skin, he is Conan's Shadow Man. With the skin, the level is instantly different.

They all knelt on the ground.

Qingze touched his chin with his hand, thinking how to test their intelligence?

"You kidnap the richest man in New York to me."

He decided to issue this order, which must be completed with great intelligence.

Even he didn't know who the richest man in New York was.

After receiving the order, the shadow soldiers paused briefly and then took action quickly.

Their bodies turned into groups of black shadows, moving rapidly in one direction.

Such behavior made Qingze a little curious. He sneaked into the shadows and followed their footsteps.

Due to his ability to use catalyst sensing to the outside world, he can observe the situation outside the shadow world and see how these shadow soldiers plan to complete his orders.

If they harmed others, he could stop them at any time.

If not, let them give it a try.

See if they can find the whereabouts of the richest man.

The shadow soldiers didn't run very far. They just climbed over two uninhabited mansions and came to the third mansion.

The lights inside the living room are bright, and a man with a body that can be described as a ton is sitting on the sofa and is giving tips to the beautiful anchor.

"Thank you, thank you to my favorite brother Merlin~"

The anchor's sweet voice made the smile on the man's face grow happier, and his body seemed to be crushing the sofa.

He likes to reward those beautiful anchors. It is undoubtedly a sense of accomplishment to hear them call him brother or say thank you.

Although in reality, he also has such financial resources and can call beautiful girls to come to his house for service.

But he is the kind of rich second generation who has never left the house. His childhood experience made him afraid of communicating with normal people. He spends all day playing games, browsing Douyin, and rewarding anchors.

The weight is getting over the standard day by day, but I don't care much about it.

Just as he was about to type a few words to the anchor, dark soldiers suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Wow! Who are you?!"

The man was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he wanted to squeeze his body into the sofa.

The shadow soldiers did not speak, but one shadow soldier grabbed his phone directly, then exited the live broadcast room, and quickly used the browser to search for who the richest man in New York was.

Braulio Vargas.

After getting this person's name and photo, the Shadow Soldier searched the address and found that this rich man owned many properties, the latest of which was on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

They quickly dropped their phones and disappeared into the room.

The man looked around with lingering fear to make sure everything was okay. He picked up his phone and found that the content searched by the shadow soldiers was related to the richest man.

After a little hesitation, he decided to call the police.

(End of this chapter)