Final priesthood

A small mushroom cloud illuminated a small area of ​​the night sky above the slope with a bright orange color.

Then it slowly dissipated, leaving only a falling flame.

Wait until the entire mushroom cloud dissipates completely.

There is almost no trace of the house on the slope, only the ruins burned in the fire.

"Forehead......"

Lu Yuan stared blankly in the direction of the slope, unable to react for a moment.

Lu Yuan was really shocked.

Even the mushroom cloud has been removed. Those who know it know that it is a few people fighting, and those who don't know may think it is a war.

The news of bombings and fires broadcast on TV during this period suddenly flashed in my mind.

Plus crows.

Connected.

Now it's all connected.

It was all caused by Huang Xiong's people encircling and suppressing the Crow God Cult.

"This is too exaggerated..."

Even if a cybernetic can shoot an energy beam, can he still cause an explosion of such a scale?

So what does extraordinary martial arts mean compared to that?

As strong as Lin Zhiqin, can Qin Feng survive such a big explosion?

I don’t know how far away I am.

But at this moment, he somewhat understood the true meaning of what Zhou Ling had said to him before - "The road to transformation is much more orthodox and brighter than your martial arts training... You will know it later."

"If I were really given the choice to obtain such power by replacing body parts, would I be willing?"

Lu Yuan asked himself.

The answer now is naturally no.

"Others may not be able to do it when practicing martial arts, but it may not be possible for me..."

Lu Yuan looked down at his hands and saw the beautiful palm prints on his palms.

“I have a career panel, I can add unlimited attribute points, and I can easily break through the upper limit that others cannot.

Can a mortal body stop a mecha cannon...

How will you know if you don't try? "

One day in the future, he found that the path to martial arts training really didn't work.

And if you have a special obsession with power.

Maybe he will consider taking the path of transforming people.

Of course, it's too early to think about this now.

He is far from the point where he needs to make his own choices.

Lu Yuan shook his head, temporarily getting rid of a series of irrelevant associations in his mind.

Then he stared at the small slope of burning soil in the distance, a look of thought flashing across his face.

The war seems to have calmed down.

But the outcome was not yet clear to him.

Which side of the Crow God Cult and Huang Xiong's people won? Being so far apart, Lu Yuan couldn't understand at all.

"Or... go over and have a look?"

This idea was killed by Lu Yuan the first second it came up.

"Look at the yarn!"

Curiosity killed the cat.

Lu Yuan had secretly sneaked into the Crow God Sect's lair before. It could be said that Lu Yuan saw that his father, Lu Xinghua, and the three of them had escaped safely and smoothly, and he felt that there was nothing in the house that could pose much danger to him.

Coupled with the recent rapid growth in strength, the combination of multiple factors led to reckless actions after an inflated mentality.

Fortunately, the person I met later was Huang Xiong.

But Lu Yuan, who had already learned a lesson once, really didn't want to be put on the chopping block a second time.

"What if the battle is not over yet? What if Zhou Ling and the others actually lost?"

"You will know the result tomorrow when you watch the news or ask Ge Wenjun. Why don't you go over and join in the fun now?"

"But even if Zhou Ling and the others lose, the Crow God Sect probably won't get better. After all, Jiaoyan is the territory of the government."

Lu Yuan was thinking in his mind, and his body had begun to turn around and run backwards.

Even running faster and faster.

Heading straight away from the battlefield.

He had made up his mind not to look back, and he immediately went home and lay down in bed to wait for daylight.

But just when he was about to run out of this rural dirt road and was about to see the cement road...

The phone in his hand suddenly rang.

Caller - Dad.

"Gan!"

Lu Yuan glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and his mood immediately dropped.

He was about to get ready to go home, but he didn't expect his father, Lu Xinghua, to call him right now.

Needless to say, his sneaking out of the room in the middle of the night must have been discovered.

The phone rings one after another, which is particularly loud and harsh in the empty and silent countryside.

Lu Yuan had no choice but to quickly make up a reasonable reason in his mind.

Take a few long, deep breaths to calm your breathing, then press the on button.

"dad."

Lu Yuan tried his best to make his voice calm and natural.

I imagined what kind of tone my father Lu Xinghua would use to say to me...

The next second, a man's funny voice came from the other end of the phone.

"The road is far away, it's me."

Lu Yuan's hand holding the phone froze for a few seconds, his expression frozen.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Resisting the urge to get angry, he said coldly: "Isn't this joke a little too much?"

Lu Yuan never expected it.

Despite Lu Xinghua’s note, the last person to answer the call turned out to be Zhou Ling!

This bastard took advantage of himself. Why didn't the explosion just kill him?

"Sorry...cough..."

Zhou Ling on the other end of the phone seemed a little weak.

He coughed lightly and explained: "It's just a little technical, mainly because I'm worried that I won't be able to contact you."

"Contact me for what?"

At this moment, Lu Yuan's anger was gone.

Zhou Ling's call to him meant that the outcome of the battle there was clear, and he felt relaxed.

"I want you to do a little favor..."

Zhou Ling's voice was low, "Time is very tight. By the time my reinforcements arrive, I'm afraid it will be too late.

Can you come back right now? "

Lu Yuan turned his head and glanced in the direction of the slope far behind him.

There was a slight silence.

finally.

"good."

.......

Three minutes later, Lu Yuan returned to the original position again.

The fire was raging here, lighting up the surrounding area as bright as day.

Only when you watch it up close can you truly feel the power of the previous explosion.

The entire outer wall of the house was almost razed to the ground. The four-story self-built house had been completely blown up and collapsed. There were broken walls everywhere, and only the outline of the first floor could be barely seen.

The water storage tank and solar water heater originally installed on the rooftop were twisted out of shape, and were burned by the fire until only a blackened iron frame was left.

The fire killed an unknown number of crows, and with the septic tank filled with carrion behind the house, the entire hillside was filled with a strong smell of burnt barbecue.

When Lu Yuan arrived, Zhou Ling was dragging a Yellow Bear member with only half his body left out of the fire.

He didn't look good either, he was in a very miserable state.

His whole body was charred, one arm was missing, and there was a huge laceration on his left cheek, revealing a rolled metal dent underneath, as if it had been torn out by something sharp.

One leg was also injured, causing him to walk high and low, making him look as funny as a duck.

"Careless."

As soon as Zhou Ling saw Lu Yuan, a wry smile immediately appeared on his handsome face with "war-damaged makeup".

"I didn't expect that this time I would meet a powerful servant of the Crow God Cult, and I almost capsized in the gutter..."

"What is the Strong God Attendant?"

Lu Yuan's expression moved slightly and he blurted out a question.

"I'll tell you later."

Zhou Ling threw the upper half of the Yellow Bear member in front of Lu Yuan.

In addition to this half body, there were two more people lying on the ground, both of whom Lu Yuan had seen from Huang Xiong before.

Of course, their eyes are closed now, and each of them looks "tattered" with missing arms and legs.

Lu Yuan even suspected that several of them were dead.

At least in his understanding, a normal person would definitely not be able to survive such a serious injury.

"Help me give each of them 1 ml of this to make sure they don't actually die.

If you don't die, there is still hope..."

Zhou Ling took out a syringe filled with half of an unknown blue liquid from nowhere and handed it to Lu Yuan.

Then he took his "duck step" and walked quickly towards the ruins of the fire.

"I have to go in a few more times, please..."