Eroge: I can Travel To The Ancient World-Chapter 304: Mysterious Preacher

The sudden interruption broke the immersion of the hall. Everyone suddenly woke up, but not completely.

" Unngh... What’s happening?"

" Where are we?"

Everyone acted like they were half asleep, half awake, unable to remember anything.

" Yo-You! Who are you bastards?! Security!" The preacher was stunned as he shouted loudly.

" Security, huh?" Brother Biao stepped forward, slapping a steel baton on his hand.

" I will be nice for once. Return the young lady Zhao to us, safe and sound."

" You-"

The preacher’s eyes narrowed when he heard Brother Biao. ’ These bastards! How did they know Zhao Ningyu is here? Fuck! It’s impossible to leak any intel!"

" I don’t know what you are talking about. But please, leave this sacred place at once. You have already broken the harmony of this place." The preacher spoke with a light voice.

" Otherwise, we will resort to police help, and they won’t show mercy to you."

Brother Biao’s face flinched when he heard that. A moment of cloudiness appeared in his eyes. Not only him, but also his subordinates.

Nobody noticed how the people who were started to wake up slowly returned to their position.

However, gritting his teeth, he hurriedly shook his head.

" Boys! That bastard’s words are giving me a headache! Whoever breaks his mouth will earn twenty thousand yuan!"

" Right away, Boss!"

The shout of Brother Biao shook his subordinates awake, and the monetary reward filled them with energy. Each of them holding cold weapons like daggers, small axe or spiked batons.

" Hmph! Insolent fools! Guards! Block them!"

Suddenly, tens of bodyguards in black uniforms appeared, their eyes hidden behind sunglasses.

" Take care of them!"

" Attack!"

The goons of Brother Biao and the bodyguards of Mist Brilliance Society started to fight.

Brother Biao’s eyes narrowed as he saw the bodyguards. " Hmph, looks like they aren’t twigs as the guards outside.

His fists dove into his pockets, and they appeared outside armed with brass knuckles. Without a second’s delay, he lunged forward.

" TAKE THIS!"

*WHACK!*

Without showing any mercy, Brother Biao threw his fist. With a muffled sound, he punched the solar plexus of one of the bodyguards.

" KHEUKHH!"

Blood spilled from his mouth as he got blasted back. Like a tiger amidst the flock of sheeps, Brother Biao dove into the bodyguards.

However, after punching the first one, he jumped sideways like an agile serpent and dashed towards the preacher.

The preacher’s eyes narrowed as he saw that Brother Biao was targeting him.

" White No.1, attack!"\

*BOOM!"

Suddenly, a muscled man cloaked in a white suit appeared beside the preacher, throwing a punch to stop Brother Biao.

" Hmph! Amateurs!"

A strange grin spread across Brother Biao’s lips as his punch suddenly became more like a side stab.

With a click of his knuckles, a small point of a knife appeared, stabbing the waist of the guard.

*WHACKK!*

" ARRGGH!" The white guard screamed as Brother Biao’s knife pierced his waist, drawing out blood.

*BAAM!*

Without wasting the chance, Brother Biao punched him on his chin, throwing him backwards. With a slam, the guard fell down on his back, twitching with pain.

" Now, don’t expect mercy from me."

His enraged eyes fell on the preacher, but the preacher appeared to be sneering.

" Hmph!" The preacher slowly raised his bell, his expression filled with a mocking grin.

" Fool, you forced my hands! Now face the wrath of the divine lord!"

*DING! DING!*

The chime of the bell was strangely sonorous. The preacher rang it barely two times, but the small bell’s chime was able to echo in the entire great hall.

*WHOOOSH!*

Brother Biao’s mind buzzed, like his senses became dizzy for a moment. As he swung his fist, instead of punching the preacher, it hit the empty air.

" The fuck?"

Twisting his body back, he looked at the preacher and punched him once again. This time, the distance between him and the preacher was barely a few feet.

However, despite Brother Biao seeing his fist right before the preacher’s face, he felt his fist hitting nothing once again. Not to mention, the preacher suddenly seemed to be sitting a few feet away, in a completely different direction.

Suddenly, sensing a danger from behind, Brother Biao turned around. However, his reaction was much slower as he got punched on the face.

" Arrgh!"

Staggering a few steps back, Brother Biao looked at his palm, with a smear of blood on it. He saw the white suited bodyguard standing towering, his eyes glinting with a ferocious light.

" Bastard! You are really tenacious, huh?" Brother Biao snorted as he rushed towards him. The bodyguard swung his arms, trying to slam Brother Biao.

Brother Biao felt his brain feeling rather confused and lethargic. Leaning slightly to the left, he took the punch of the bodyguard. The pain stung his body, but Brother Biao gritted his teeth because his real target was the wound of the bodyguard, which he had stabbed earlier.

*BAM! BAM!*

He threw two powerful punches on the wound. But the bodyguard didn’t even flinch a bit. The bodyguard held tightly to Brother Biao, then headbutted him on his face.

Staggering backwards, Brother Biao felt his vision was blurring.

" Im-Impossible! How could he still be standing?!"

Brother Biao’s shock was obvious. Imagine punching someone’s fresh stab wound with brass knuckles, but the person takes it without any flinching.

" HAHAHAHA! SEE? SEEE?" The preacher let out a maniacal laugh. " This is the grace of our divine lord! With his blessings, his followers gain immense power, without feeling any fear or pain!"

" Look at your subordinates! So what if they have a few weapons? Can they stop the blessed ones of our divine lord?!"

Only then did Brother Biao notice something was wrong.

Despite everyone there fighting frantically, all the attendees inside the hall remained kneeling at their places. As if they didn’t care what kind of chaos was happening in the hall.

" I was actually wondering if I could get some perfect sacrifices. Looks like the lord has heard my prayers."

The preacher laughed as he approached Brother Biao. " Look! Look how all your brothers are getting crushed!"

" It’s only a matter of time before you all will be offered as sacrifice to our great lord."

The preacher gently rang the bell again. When the bell chimed, Brother Biao clenched his head. He felt a wave of disorientation, his body staggered to remain standing.

" What...?"

He raised his head and saw the bodyguards. Now, he was seeing three of them, which was virtually impossible.

" Bastard...What are you...doing to my mind..."

Brother Biao rubbed his eyes, as he knew everything he was seeing was some sort of illusion. However, despite all his efforts, he couldn’t dodge the kick of the soldier.

" Get him! Finish him! Beat him to a pulp!" The preacher shouted.

However, before the bodyguard could move, a voice interrupted them.

" Alright, timeout."

Brother Biao’s body shivered when he heard the voice. Turning his head around, he saw Jia Hao standing at the doorway. As Jia Hao walked forward, two of the guards of Mist Brilliance Society lunged forward, trying to capture them.

Jia Hao merely poked their chest in rapid precision. The rushing guards suddenly stood still, as if turned into a statue in an instant.

" It’s very unfair that you are using a magical treasure to fight, no?" Jia Hao looked at the preacher.

" Yo-You! Who are you?"

The preacher shivered instinctively when he saw Jia Hao. All his senses told him that the young man before him was dangerous.

" It doesn’t matter who I am. I guess you should focus on fighting instead."

Snapping his finger, Jia Hao used the Six Desires Myriad Thought Art. The desire qi flooded into Brother Biao and all his henchmen, dispelling the cloud of illusion from their consciousness.

" You handle those pests," Jia Hao said, looking at the preacher. " I will deal with him."