Chapter 1678 Black Snow

Kajal's body stopped moving.

It's like the scene is frozen.

Chen Zhao looked surprised.

This magic is similar to West's slow field.

At least the effect is very similar.

"Traitor, let me go! If you still have some dignity, fight me fairly." Kajal roared angrily.

"A fair fight? I'm not interested." Amesha said disapprovingly: "Besides, I am your adoptive mother. If you talk to me with this attitude, you are not respecting me too much."

"I would rather die in an orphanage than be adopted by a devil like you." Kajal roared.

"You two, have you ignored me?" Chen Zhao interrupted the dispute between the two: "Can you explain your identities?"

Amisha looked at Chen Zhao: "Okay, sir, who are you?"

"Are you a member of Satanism?" Chen Zhao asked.

"It seems that you have a grudge against Satanism." Amesha said calmly.

Amisha didn't waste any time and cast the same magic on Chen Zhao: "Concentrate."

Chen Zhao stopped moving, just frozen in place.

This woman's magic is in the same realm as West's dullness.

If the magic power or energy exceeds too much, it will not be able to affect the other party.

Chen Zhao tried West's slow field.

It's this feeling, that moment of pause.

Then he broke the pause directly.

"It's you who caused a scene in the city and killed many Satanists, right?"

"If I say no, do you believe it?" Chen Zhao said with a smile.

At this time, the surrounding lizard monsters gathered around.

These lizard monsters scratched Chen Zhao's body.

But Chen Zhao was unscathed.

"Ma'am, what I wear is a famous brand, very expensive."

"Are you from the reinforcement system?" Amisha looked at Chen Zhao, but the lizard monster's claws were not hurt at all.

"It's obvious."

"Do you think there's nothing I can do against you?"

"You can give it a try." Chen Zhao laughed.

A white spear condensed in Amisha's hand, and then she threw it at Chen Zhao.

But the moment the spear pierced Chen Zhao's chest, it shattered like glass.

"Very powerful defense. No wonder it can kill so many Satanists."

Amesha waved his hand: "Tie him up."

The lizard monster took out a chain and tied Chen Zhao into a rice dumpling.

"Where are you going to take me? To fill the sea?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Amisha didn't want to talk to Chen Zhao anymore and turned to look at Kajia'er.

"Baby, I actually love you, do you believe me?"

The more affectionate Amesha spoke, the angrier Kajal became.

However, Amisha didn't seem to see Kajia's angry eyes, and caressed Kajia's young cheek with her fingertips.

"What a pity, this young body." Amisha sighed.

Later, Amisha asked the lizard monster to tie up Kajal.

"I have seen some old witches before, and they are almost as good as you." Chen Zhao said while watching the fun.

Amisha was not angry at Chen Zhao's words. She looked at Chen Zhao lightly and said, "You will die quickly if you talk too much."

"Okay." Chen Zhao shrugged disapprovingly: "I will try to speak as little as possible in the future."

"Haha... I hope you still have a future."

Amisha waved her hand and carried Chen Zhao and Kargil into the cargo box of a large truck.

Amesha also entered the cargo box, and then the door closed, plunging the entire cargo box into darkness.

"Ma'am, where are you sending us?"

"You will know soon." Amisha said calmly, hiding in the darkness.

"Can't you tell me in advance? This way I can be prepared."

"Headquarters of Satanism," Amesha said.

"Really? Then I can meet the leader of Satanism, right?"

"Tsk...Aren't you scared? If you go to Satanism now, what do you think will happen?"

"The worst thing is just a living sacrifice." Chen Zhao said disapprovingly.

"Aren't you afraid at all?"

For ordinary people, death is the most feared thing.

But for psychics, death is not the end.

The real despair is the living sacrifice.

Sacrifice flesh and soul to a creature.

Everything becomes someone else's fen bian.

Some are not even as good as fen bian.

Erase some traces of existence.

This is the outcome that psychics fear most.

Chen Zhao yawned: "I'm a little sleepy. Wake me up when you get there."

Both Kajiar and Amisha were a little confused by Chen Zhao's attitude.

They couldn't feel any fear in Chen Zhao.

Not at all...

At this moment, there was a bang on the top of the cargo box.

Like something fell on top of the cargo box.

Chen Zhao opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, it was Fulin.

Why is she here?

Not long after, the cargo box was opened.

Fulin came to save Kajiaer.

"Fu Lin, leave quickly...it's a trap!!" Kajiar shouted.

"What?" Fulin had no time to react.

Amisha has already taken action: "Sure."

Fulin was also frozen.

"Fu Lin, I really didn't expect you to come to New Orleans. Did Kajiaer call you here?" Amisha also knew Fulin.

"Chichi... With this little skill, you still need to learn how to save others." Chen Zhao said sarcastically from the side.

Kajiar and Fulin both glared at Chen Zhao.

"Speaking of Fulin, where have you been these past few days? Why did you leave without saying a word? Portia has been sad for a long time."

Fulin said he didn't want to hear Chen Zhao's voice.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhao obviously does not have this awareness.

"If I had known that you had enmity with Satanism, we should have cooperated at that time."

Fulin said that I have no grudge against Satanism.

"By the way, I'm hungry. Ms. Amesha, do you have anything to eat?"

"No." Amisha responded calmly.

"Did you know that a hungry sacrifice will affect the taste of the summoned object or the contracted object, thereby affecting the other party's mood, and even affecting the success or failure of the sacrifice."

"Then do you want to add some pepper and salt?" Amisha sneered.

"It depends on what flavor the contract partner likes, but most contract partners still prefer something lighter."

The three people in the cargo box were speechless towards Chen Zhao.

"Do you think that because of your amazing defense, you can remain unscathed even if you are caught?"

"Huh? You actually guessed it. I really think so."

"Idiot." Fulin snorted coldly.

The truck drove for several hours and finally stopped.

"Are you at the station?"

The cargo box was opened, and a strong smell of hell rushed into the face.

"Welcome to hell." Amesha walked out of the cargo box first.

The three people were taken out of the cargo box, and the sky was snowing.

It's snowing black here.