Wang Siyan's face turned pale, and he jumped in front of Zhou Ming, standing right between him and Rakshasa.

Zhou Ming's view of Rakshasa was blocked. He was stunned for a moment, then saw Wang Siyan turning around and shouting to him: "Get in the car quickly!"

Although he didn't understand Wang Siyan's intention, his body had already started to move. He immediately bent down, grabbed the iron cover of the car roof with both hands, and turned it with all his strength.

When the car hood opened, he jumped out.

The moment he landed in front of the carriage, he saw several mercenaries falling off the roof and falling to the ground in the distance.

Should he join the fight at this point?

This question popped up in Zhou Ming's mind.

For the first time, he couldn't think of an answer. Now that the enemy is facing a huge enemy, the best way is for everyone to go up together. There may be a glimmer of hope, but if he waits until all his other comrades are dead, it won't matter if he can't go up by then.

, there is only one dead end anyway.

But in fact, he also knows that even if everyone joins in, there may not be a chance of winning. The opponent's ability is so outrageous that it is impossible to think of a strategy to defeat him.

"What's going on outside!"

"Are we under attack?"

"Are we going to die?"

"Uh-huh!"

Cries, shouts, questions, and the voices of the passengers in the carriage were all mixed together, filling Zhou Ming's brain all of a sudden. Those serious and important questions were squeezed out by these complicated and messy garbage information, and he suddenly forgot that he had just been there.

What are you thinking about.

The moment he jumped down, he seemed to have thought of some very important detail. What exactly was it?

Zhou Ming frowned, closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to recall, but there was so much noise around him that he couldn't concentrate.

"Shut up!" Zhou Ming yelled.

But it was no use at all, the noise became even louder.

Some people were so frightened that they came to the conclusion that "everyone is going to die" and began to spread horrific and desperate remarks to other people in the car. The situation got worse in just a few seconds.

Before Zhou Ming could speak for the second time, there was a vibration behind him, and Wang Siyan also jumped down.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaking slightly, whether from nervousness or fear.

"We can't win! It's impossible to win!" Wang Siyan said in a hoarse voice, "We have to go to the dance. Only in this way can we survive!"

During the winter and summer vacations at school, Wang Siyan traveled around in order to make money. Over the years, he did many dangerous and unusual jobs, explored ruins, and hunted dangerous weirdos.

Years of wandering have taught her a lot of dangerous knowledge that is not written in textbooks.

And now, a piece of knowledge stored in her brain begins to play a practical role.

The school has always taught them that when a hermit is infiltrated by a curse to a certain extent, "intellectual evaporation" will occur, which will eventually cause the person involved to go crazy and lose control. However, the school has never told them what will happen if the curse is infiltrated to an extremely serious extent.

Because this knowledge is too dangerous, it is easy to discourage students who are enthusiastic about becoming hermits and cause various other problems.

Therefore, this kind of dangerous knowledge is often taught to hermits by relevant departments only after they have worked for a period of time and experienced several dangerous missions.

The reason why Wang Siyan knows this is because she once met a person who was deeply eroded by the spell, but his intellectual evaporation still did not occur.

That person said - "Hermits range from C to B, but why do they become magicians when they reach A level, and magicians only have A level? Because super A level magicians are more biased than humans.

Weird and too dangerous to be included in the rating system.

"Once the accumulation of spell power exceeds a certain level, the person's spell and physical abilities will undergo secondary changes, which will be comprehensively enhanced in all aspects. The most common and common way to become stronger is the convenience of launching the spell.

"Once a spellcaster truly reaches Transcendent A Grade, the triggering of spells will be much more convenient. For example, it can be triggered with sight."

Sight triggering, although not an absolute characteristic of Transcendent A Grade Conjurers, is the most common characteristic.

A spellcaster like Zhou Ming who manipulates elements, whether he is controlling ice and fire, or using thunder or wind, all activates the spell power from his body, using himself as the starting point to activate the power, and spread the influence to the surrounding environment.

If such a spellcaster wants to attack the enemy from a distance, he must reach out and spray out ice, fire, thunder and lightning to hit the opponent, but cannot create elemental attacks out of thin air in the surrounding space.

But Transcendent A Grade Conjurers are different. Transcendent A Grade Conjurers only need to look. As long as it is within the range of their spell, they can use their sight to determine any place as the starting point for the spell.

If an ice control magician like Zhou Ming reaches the Transcendent A level, he no longer needs to control the spread of ice and can freeze the enemy by just looking at him.

The Rakshasa Nian's ability performance just now was too terrifying. Although Wang Siyan did not dare to confirm, he felt that the other party was probably a Transcendent A Grade.

If this is indeed the case, then there is no need to fight at all. The difference between them and each other is just like the difference between Da Luo Jinxian and Qi Refining Stage players in fantasy novels. When they run towards each other and prepare to attack, they will be stunned by just one glance.

will die.

"You must enter the gray door."

Wang Siyan's voice was distorted by fear. Faced with the huge pressure to survive, her distorted desire to survive began to show some special manifestations in her body.

At this time, Zhou Ming reminded each other of the details that he had forgotten before.

Since Rakshasa Mian was sent by the Crying and Laughing Man to kill him, why was it not him who was targeted the first time, but the Poisonous Scorpion?

Why did he want to destroy the first group of convoys before they arrived here? And how did he know that he would go this way.

"That man can kill with his sight, you must enter the Gray Gate!" Wang Siyan grabbed Zhou Ming's arm with force, stared at him, and said word by word.

Zhou Ming hesitated and looked at the passengers around him, thinking in his eyes.

The Gray Door can only be summoned when no one is watching, so tell them to close their eyes? Will they listen?

Wang Siyan was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhou Ming, and followed his line of sight to see the passengers.

She didn't hesitate.

She pulled out the knife with a loud sound and walked towards the passenger.

Then the neat slaughter began.

The passengers were tied to the wall of the carriage with iron chairs, sitting side by side, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in a slaughterhouse. Wang Siyan slashed down with his sword, killing two or three people side by side. Facing Wang Siyan's swords, these people had nothing to lose.

Space to struggle and dodge.

She walked the length of one side of the carriage in a few steps, and then cut back along the other side, very quickly.

There was a wave of blood in Zhou Ming's eyes. This wave traveled from the left to the far side of the carriage, and then came back from the right side, washing his heart again.

In the carriage, the frightened screams disappeared without a trace before they could be heard completely. In just five or six seconds, the noisy carriage became dead silent.

Wang Siyan stood back in front of Zhou Ming, stared at Zhou Ming's chin, gritted his teeth and said, "Enter the gray door!"
Chapter completed!