Chapter 1078: Brocade Pouch

"A thorny woman, I like it." Amiluo grinned, slowly closing his eyes. A moment later, his eyes snapped open, his pupils vanished, and at the same time, a silver gleam appeared within his eyes.

Just at this moment, Ling Yun gripped her Dagger tightly; she had also entered a combat state. With a clear whistle, she lunged fiercely toward Amiluo.

"I am a servant of the Heavenly God; all things in this world belong to God." Amiluo did not move his body, chanting the True Incantation from his mouth.

Time suddenly froze at this moment. Ling Yun's figure was suspended in mid-air; her face was filled with shock. She wanted to move, but her body seemed as if it were bound in mid-air, unable to move even an inch.

"Time is like flowing water; only God can control time." Amiluo pointed his right hand again, and time resumed.

With a thud, Ling Yun fell to the ground. She looked at Amiluo in shock, suddenly realizing that she and Amiluo were simply not on the same level.

This was the first time she had encountered a true powerhouse, but she had not expected the opponent to be this ridiculously strong.

She suddenly remembered Chen Yu's warning. There were many powerhouses in this world; she had previously dismissed it, but now she understood, it was already too late.

"Hehe, now I say you are bugs, no objections, right?" Amiluo waved his right hand lightly, and Xiaoniao's body became uncontrollable, falling to the ground with a thud.

The three of them fell side by side, and with a clatter, a group of guns pointed at them.

"I'm sorry... I couldn't lead you all out." Xiaoniao's face was bitter; as the captain, he blamed himself deeply.

"It's not your fault, the opponent is too strong; it was me holding you back." Kuangtu sighed. He was severely injured now, and saying this sentence was also him bracing himself with his last bit of strength to keep from collapsing.

Ling Yun was incomparably silent. In fact, she knew clearly in her heart that the reason things had turned out this way was entirely her fault.

"Three people from the Huaxia military, actually daring to trespass into our territory, hehe, take them to see the Lord. I think the Lord will definitely be interested in them," Amiluo said with a chuckle.

The killing intent in the eyes of the three solidified. Their squad only knew how to die in battle; they would never be captured. It was impossible for the opponent to take them alive.

Just at this moment, Xiaoniao suddenly remembered the Brocade Pouch that Chen Yu had given him. He shouted, "Want to take us away? Don't even think about it."

"Do you still have the ability to resist now? Hehe, you three are prisoners now. I hear that internationally, you Huaxia military prisoners are very valuable, the reason being that you cannot be caught, and even if you can be caught, you will die. Today, I want to verify that," Amiluo said with a chuckle.

Xiaoniao slowly stood up. Facing the pitch-black gun barrels beside him, he did not have a trace of panic on his face. He smiled and said, "Our squad's codename is Flood Dragon. Do you know what a dragon is?"

"Our country has no dragons. The dragons I know are those existences born with wings, soaring above the nine heavens, and born with nine heads," Amiluo said proudly.

"That is not a dragon; that is at most a mutant giant lizard," Xiaoniao shook his head. "The dragon is the totem of our Huaxia, the faith in the hearts of all our Huaxia people. He can only die in battle, but he cannot be captured."

"Even if we are no match, we will exhaust our final strength, drain our last drop of blood, and finally fall with dignity. We, the Flood Dragon, are the same."

"However, now you don't even have the chance to fall. Kid, you and I are not people of the same world. Do not try to make meaningless attacks, otherwise..." Amiluo spread his hands, and a red gem on his chest was flashing: "Die."

"Either way it's death, why not die painlessly?" Xiaoniao smiled. "But we might not necessarily die, because I have something in my hand, and it is very likely that this thing can save our Life."

"Even if your dragon appears, it cannot save your lives," Amiluo sneered.

"Then let me take it out and see?" Xiaoniao smiled. "Whether it can save my Life or not, won't we know once I take it out?"

"Alright then, take it out." Seeing Xiaoniao's serious appearance, Amiluo could not help but become interested.

Xiaoniao solemnly took out the Brocade Pouch that Chen Yu had given him. He saw that inside was a slip of paper, and after seeing the words on the slip of paper clearly, his expression could not help but freeze.

Ling Yun also widened her eyes, looking at this Brocade Pouch. Truth be told, when Chen Yu handed this Brocade Pouch to Xiaoniao, she was somewhat disdainful, but now she had also placed her hopes on this tiny slip of paper. She hoped this slip of paper would work.

But when she saw the words on the slip of paper, her gaze froze, and she instantly had the urge to curse.

It was written on the slip of paper: "When encountering danger, raise the slip of paper in your hand and shout, 'Mr. Chen, save me.'"

"This..." Xiaoniao's face was awkward. Was Chen Yu teasing him?

"He is simply playing with us. Where does he have any Strategy to Repel the Enemy? Does he think he is Zhuge Liang?" Ling Yun was annoyed and embarrassed.

Truth be told, at the very moment the slip of paper was taken out, she had indeed held great hope, but when she saw these words clearly, she really wanted to kill someone. Wasn't this playing her for a fool?

"Hahaha... I recognize these words. Who is this Mr. Chen of yours? Is he the god you believe in?" Amiluo laughed loudly; he felt this was simply a joke.

"I think we've been played," Xiaoniao said somewhat dejectedly. "Chen Yu, how could you make this kind of joke? This is a life-or-death moment; how could you do this?"

"I knew he was unreliable. It's a pity you took this slip of paper so seriously and carried it on you, only to be played by him at the point of death. Is he doing this to liven up the atmosphere so we'll be happier when we die?" Ling Yun's face was full of anger; she was originally a serious person and did not like joking.

But inside this Brocade Pouch that had housed the hopes of the three of them was such a line that made one want to laugh and cry, and even want to curse.

"Perhaps so. Mr. Chen wanted us to have a cheerful atmosphere when we die," Xiaoniao touched his nose and sighed. "But how could he make such a joke?"

"Xiaoniao, why don't you try it? We're going to die anyway," Kuangtu, who was lying on the ground, said helplessly.

"That's true. Um... Mr. Amiluo, is it? May I try?" Xiaoniao asked, somewhat speechless.

"You may, this is your freedom," Amiluo nodded.

Xiaoniao's expression became solemn. He raised the slip of paper in his hand and shouted, "Mr. Chen, save me."

"Hahahaha, you're actually trying it? Are you people of Huaxia all this funny? I..." Amiluo laughed loudly, but just at this moment, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.