Final priesthood

Lu Yuan glanced at the needle in his hand.

Without delay, according to Zhou Ling's instructions, 1 ml of blue liquid was injected into each of the three Yellow Bear members lying on the ground.

After finishing, I touched the chests of the three Yellow Bear members one by one, and unexpectedly found that after the injection of the blue medicine, two of them who were not breathing at first gradually started to have heartbeats again.

"so smart!"

Lu Yuan couldn't help but marvel.

Seeing that there was still a lot of unknown blue liquid left in his hand, he considered whether to secretly withhold some of it.

People who are "dead" can be forcibly revived. Next time grandpa Lu Yueping suffers from cerebral infarction again, give him some injections. Shouldn't the old man jump up from the ground like a carp on the spot and do a set of Tai Chi? , even the time of going to the hospital for surgery is saved.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Ling dragged two more Yellow Bear members out.

The tragic truth of this battle slowly unfolded in front of Lu Yuan.

Among the yellow bear members brought by Zhou Ling, each one was more seriously injured than the last, and some were almost no longer human.

Lu Yuan noticed one of them, a strong man with a Chinese character face and a strong back.

He had been dragged all the way to Zhou Ling with electronic shackles before.

So he was particularly impressed by it.

At this time, a large hole was opened in the man's left chest that was transparent from front to back, and the heart inside was missing.

The strangest thing is that there is no blood on the wound, but it is rotten and smelly.

"Is the Strong Divine Attendant... so powerful?"

Lu Yuan injected the medicine into this poor man who didn't know if he could be saved, and finally couldn't help but speak to Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling sat down on the ground and rushed into the fire to save people. It seemed that he was also exhausted, and the hair on his forehead was wet and stuck together.

"Huhu - the strong god servant is much more powerful than the ordinary god servant. I was also stupid this time."

Zhou Ling answered Lu Yuan's question while breathing heavily.

"He took a huge blow from me, didn't run away even though he was still alive, and dared to stay and continue fighting with us. You should have guessed that his strength is not simple.

We should have called for support earlier, otherwise it wouldn’t have been so miserable..."

"What does the divine attendant mean?"

Lu Yuanyuan had many guesses in his mind due to the word, and wanted to verify them with Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling glanced at him and said slowly: "There are just a group of lunatics who are trying every means to communicate with the gods in folk customs and legends.

Pray for strength, wealth, power, and even eternal life…

They searched through various ancient books and experimented on the lives of many innocent people.

The most ridiculous thing is..."

Zhou Ling twitched his lips and said, "I actually made them succeed.

Of course it's not a complete success.

Everyone who fantasizes about gaining extraordinary power will eventually become a monster that is neither human nor ghost, and their thinking will become weird and different from ordinary people...

They call themselves gods, which means attendants, servants, lackeys, etc. of gods. "

Listening to Zhou Ling's explanation, Lu Yuan slowly built a rough framework in his mind.

"The rat man I killed...is it equivalent to the level of an ordinary divine servant?"

"Not even close."

Zhou Ling shook his head, "Didn't I tell you that that thing can only be regarded as a deformed cultist at best, and it's not like any cat or dog can be a divine servant."

Lu Yuan also wanted to ask Zhou Ling whether the purpose of their yellow bears' existence was to fight against these so-called divine servants.

Also, are there only divisions between ordinary divine servants and strong divine servants?

How is the ability to transform people like them divided?

What about martial arts?

But Zhou Ling seemed to see the hundreds of thousands of reasons hidden in Lu Yuan's mind and decisively cut off the topic.

Maybe I'm just too tired.

"Do you still have that potion? Give me some."

Zhou Ling gasped for a while and couldn't help shouting to Lu Yuan.

"Gone."

Lu Yuan shook the empty syringe in his hand and said, "I guess there may still be residue on the wall of the tube. Do you want me to get some water and rinse it before inserting it for you?"

"...."

Zhou Ling rolled his eyes, then didn't bother to pay attention to Lu Yuan anymore, and started groping around himself with his only remaining hand.

It seemed like he was looking for anything else he could use.

There is nothing to do in the long way.

He stood there and looked towards the fire scene not far away.

The orange fire has become much smaller, and many charred crow corpses that have not been completely burned can be seen on the ground.

Tonight's experience was like a dream to Lu Yuan.

He accidentally broke into a battle belonging to the extraordinary power of this world, and watched with his own eyes those bizarre and bizarre scenes that could only be seen in movies and TV shows in the past.

If the encounter with the Rat Man brought him into contact with the door to the extraordinary world.

So today, this door is equivalent to opening a small gap.

Can Lu Yuan lie on the crack of the door, carefully looking at the wonderful light revealed from behind the door with curious and eager eyes.

"correct!"

Lu Yuan looked at the burning ruins in front of him, and suddenly remembered that Wang Zhichao and the survivors from the basement who were rescued by Huang Xiong and others were still in the house.

He wanted to ask Zhou Ling about the whereabouts of those people.

If given the chance, he wouldn't mind being a hero on fire.

As for the men in vests, Lu Yuan would only think that they were not burned thoroughly enough.

Lu Yuan turned around and suddenly found Zhou Ling looking directly at him.

He was slightly startled.

Because Zhou Ling looked a little weird.

He stood firmly in place, his body and limbs stiff.

The muscles on his face were twitching, and his mouth was opening and closing up and down, as if he was feeling very uncomfortable but couldn't speak out.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lu Yuan hesitated and asked tentatively.

"Pu...pu..."

A few syllables came out of Zhou Ling's mouth, and Lu Yuan took two steps forward.

But he didn't dare to get too close.

Zhou Ling's current behavior was as if he was about to mutate after being bitten by a zombie. He always felt that if he got close to him, he would suddenly take a bite from him.

"What do you want to say?"

Lu Yuan emphasized his tone.

"Pfft...p...."

The expression on Zhou Ling's face gradually became ferocious, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan, as if he was urging something.

Lu Yuan stared at the opening and closing of his mouth.

Once, twice...

On the third pass.

He finally understood.

Zhou Ling was telling him...

run.

run!

In an instant, Lu Yuan felt a trace of cold air wrapping around his ankle like a poisonous snake.

The surrounding scene seemed to undergo a strange transformation within a second.

The light cast by the blazing flames in the ruins not far away suddenly dimmed.

The sound of flapping wings sounded in my ears, and there were groups of black shadows flying in my field of vision.

The crow...appears again.

The biggest change came from Zhou Ling in front of him.

Lu Yuan watched in disbelief as a bulge appeared on Zhou Ling's forehead.

The bulge bulges rapidly.

It's like something is growing underneath.

Zhou Ling's expression became more and more ferocious and painful.

"Bang——"

Accompanied by a slight muffled sound.

The bulge between Zhou Ling's eyebrows finally broke open.

A long, narrow, sharp "horn" that curved downwards, accompanied by thick dark red blood mixed with brain marrow, "grew" out of Zhou Ling's brain.

Zhou Ling's whole body was shaking violently like a convulsion.

Lu Yuan saw traces of strange black gas coming out of his body, like the smoke after a fire.

Then a group of human-shaped shadows slowly emerged from behind him quietly.

"Giggle..."

Zhou Ling made a sound like phlegm stuck from the bottom of his throat, and suddenly lunged forward.

"Pfft" sound.

The "horn" on his forehead shrank suddenly.

Only then did Lu Yuan see clearly.

What kind of "horn" is this?

It was clearly a deformed finger that was over a foot long, including the nail!

This finger pierced Zhou Ling's head directly, from the back of his head to his forehead!

Zhou Ling, who barely broke free, staggered, then spread out his only remaining arm, turned around and hugged the "sneak attacker" tightly.

The words that had been stuck in his mouth for a long time finally broke out at this moment.

"Run!!"

The roaring sound pierced the silent night sky, and a crow flew coldly.

A gust of wind blew.

Lu Yuan only saw Zhou Ling with a bloody hole in the back of his head...

There was also the strange figure being hugged by him.