Nuannuan rolled her eyes at the Old Witch Master and said reproachfully.

"Great Grandfather, it's all because you are too kind-hearted that the Wu Clan lost its order and became so chaotic. I will handle this matter, you don't interfere."

The Old Witch Master sighed and indeed said no more.

On the Demon Tower, Yang Fei removed the rifle from his back and pressed bullet after bullet into the magazine.

For some reason, the foreboding in Yang Fei's heart became increasingly intense.

He opened an air window of the Demon Tower, aiming the gun at Gonggong.

Instinctively, Yang Fei felt something was wrong with Gonggong. This intuition had no rationale, yet it was quite accurate.

Below the Demon Tower, Nuannuan, escorted by several people including Gonggong, gracefully walked to the few captured Witch Kings.

She waved at Gonggong, "Gonggong, please wake them up. There are some things I need to clarify."

Gonggong nodded respectfully and waved his hand behind him.

A follower stepped forward, placing a medical box on the ground and taking out a vial.

Gonggong explained to Nuannuan, "The anesthetic bullet used this time is a genetic anesthetic provided by the Morgan Family, with a very strong effect."

"Even after injecting the antidote, the drug's effect still lasts for three to four hours."

Nuannuan nodded and stepped back two steps, waiting for the pharmacist to awaken the Witch Kings.

The pharmacist injected the antidote to one of the Witch Kings named Dijiang.

However, Dijiang remained motionless, not even opening his eyes.

The pharmacist reached out to check Dijiang's breath, and suddenly shivered all over, looking up in panic.

"It's bad, Grand Master, Witch King Dijiang has stopped breathing..."

Nuannuan was startled; the fall of a Witch King was an utterly unacceptable loss for the Wu Clan.

If Dijiang were dead, it would incite the anger and hatred of all his lineage, and Nuannuan's plan to unify the Wu Clan would go down the drain.

Everyone else also changed colors, realizing the severity of the situation.

Nuannuan quickly walked up to Dijiang, reaching out to check his breath.

At this moment, Dijiang suddenly opened his eyes and smiled eerily at Nuannuan.

Nuannuan was startled, instinctively stepping back.

Yet at this moment, Dijiang's hand moved like lightning, fiercely grasping Nuannuan's hand.

Nuannuan immediately unleashed the Great Witch's Power, easily breaking free from Dijiang's Grasping Hand Technique.

But simultaneously, her legs were seized by two Witch Kings who had fallen to the ground.

Boom!

Nuannuan's entire Great Witch's Power erupted, and the immense and condensed Essence Qi of the two Witch Kings on the ground was devoured and dissolved by her spatial power.

With a dull thud, the two Witch Kings were swept off their feet by the Great Witch's Power bursting from her body.

Both flew out like kites with broken strings.

Gonggong shouted, "Protect the Grand Master, everyone be on alert."

He rushed towards Nuannuan, suddenly turning his hand to strike her shoulder.

Nuannuan only felt a stinging like a mosquito bite on her shoulder.

Immediately, a numbing sensation spread through her body like a tide.

Stunned, Nuannuan looked back and saw a tiny syringe sticking in her shoulder.

The vacuum compression auto-injector's liquid had already entered her body.

She incredulously looked at Gonggong, "You... why...?"

By this point, Nuannuan saw stars, her vision went dark, and she began to teeter.

All the Essence Qi in her body felt frozen, and all her strength vanished completely.

The Old Witch Master, seeing Nuannuan in danger, snorted and dashed toward her to protect her.

Almost simultaneously, with Gonggong's shout, Tian Wu and a few other Great Witches charged alongside the Old Witch Master towards Nuannuan.

However, Tian Wu and another Great Witch had just taken two steps when they flanked the Old Witch Master from the left and right.

At the same time, the miniature injectors in their hands simultaneously stabbed into the Old Witch Master's left shoulder and right leg.

The Old Witch Master's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes bursting with brilliant Essence Qi from rage and heartbreak.

"You... you traitorous scoundrels!"

The Old Witch Master shouted with fury, his body swaying as his last strength burst out, lunging at Gonggong.

Gonggong laughed heartily, lightly catching the Old Witch Master's arm, then with a crack, dislocated it.

Finally, he pushed the Old Witch Master heavily, "Get out of here, old fool."

The Old Witch Master's body was entirely anesthetized, falling flat on his back.

Both angry and heartbroken, his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

Nuannuan struggled to keep standing, feeling dizzy and fatigued like a tidal wave, overwhelming her.

She wished she could fall to the ground the next second and sleep for three days and nights, never to wake up again.

However, Nuannuan knew at a critical moment of life and death, she could not fall asleep.

She fixed her eyes on Gonggong, "I never expected you to rebel again. I already spared your life, and you..."

Gonggong laughed loudly, feeling very smug that his plan had succeeded.

"Blame yourself for being foolish, for not knowing your limits, thinking you could lead the Wu Clan with your petty skills?"

Nuannuan felt increasingly exhausted, all her strength completely gone.

No matter how powerful the Great Witch Essence Qi was, it ultimately couldn't compete with modern high-tech genetic anesthetics.

Finally, Nuannuan's body softened, and she fell to the ground, passing out.

Gonggong always kept his distance from Nuannuan.

He was truly wary of the Great Witch's power in her, only walking up to her after she passed out, laughing heartily.

"Wicked girl, I am curious to see how the Great Witch's Power in you works."

Bam!

At this moment, a bullet whizzed through the air; on the Demon Tower, Yang Fei finally found the opportunity to shoot.

Earlier, the situation was too chaotic, and the speed of True Martial Masters was as swift as lightning, making them hard for ordinary people to target.

Yang Fei, afraid of accidentally injuring Nuannuan and the Old Witch Master, only fired now.

Startled by the sharp whistling of the bullet, Gonggong retreated hastily.

Yang Fei showed no mercy, firing in succession, aiming bullet after bullet at Gonggong.

Dodging and rolling, Gonggong glanced at the Demon Tower, spotting Yang Fei, and gasped.

Pointing at Yang Fei, he shouted, "It's you again, today is your death day."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, "I knew you were no good. Today, I'll finish you off."

As he spoke, he continued to fire rapidly, locking Gonggong's silhouette from all directions with bullet trajectories.

This scared Gonggong out of his wits.

He could never forget the devastating Dragon Pattern Bullet he once faced, shot exactly like this.

While Gonggong dodged Yang Fei's bullets, the Witch Kings lying on the ground also jumped up and rushed towards the Demon Tower.

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