Lu Zicheng never expected that the copper coin would land on the front.
The green-feathered parrot stood on his shoulder and screamed: "Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight!"
If the copper coin lands on the front, nothing will happen.
He took out his tablet, and the picture monitored by the Eye of Horus satellite showed what was going on in the cafeteria.
The fourteen blue dots were already motionless in place, obviously losing their combat power.
As for the most eye-catching red dot, it has actually disappeared.
"Sure enough, one of the two mythical weapons possessed by the clown has the effect of blocking observation. Even now, I can't feel any movement from the cafeteria. So, what exactly happened?"
Lu Zicheng narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself.
Suddenly, a helicopter roared overhead, and lights flashed in the night sky.
Lu Zicheng quickly ducked into a corner to avoid being seen.
After all, he participated in the mission privately and would not show up unless absolutely necessary, which would put him in trouble.
According to the rules and regulations of the Tribunal, every time the action team is assigned a mission, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, an emergency plan will be prepared. Once the situation gets out of control, someone will come to forcibly control the situation.
This person's strength must be overwhelming and enough to settle everything.
On the helicopter, there was someone standing in the cabin. Her silhouette illuminated by the lights was slender and graceful. Her white hair was swaying in the wind. She was carrying a huge sword box like a coffin, and the buzzing sound of the sword's blade echoed vaguely.
This feature is too obvious, the Sword Sect path.
As a member of the ancient martial arts path, Lu Zicheng has always felt that his profession is the best.
But he had to admit that the Sword Sect, which was also one of the most ancient paths, was not weaker than the ancient martial arts at all.
And even cooler.
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At the same time, the roof of a black Mercedes-Benz was half a block away from Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School.
Lu Zijin narrowed his beautiful eyes, glanced sideways at the middle-aged man in the car, and said calmly: "Aren't you very confident? Deacon Nie. I seemed to smell the poison just now, and the intensity was very high. It seems that there is something behind the clown. There is someone, and this person's rank is not low, he may be at the super-dimensional level, or even higher..."
Deacon Nie's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Code name, Thunder! Start the rescue plan!"
The communication intercom was silent for a moment, and then a sweet voice sounded like the impact of ice cubes.
"clear."
Communication is interrupted.
"Something happened to your niece, are you anxious?"
Lu Zijin jumped lightly onto the roof of the car, his black lily pleated skirt swaying in the wind, and his heels landed with a snap.
"With Lei Lei here, there shouldn't be any problems. Let's ask the medical team to parachute at any time."
She said lightly: "I'm a little bored, so I went to walk around. Maybe the person behind the clown is watching nearby. If I'm lucky, I will find him and fight with him."
The childish-looking minister showed a narrow smile: "You are here alone, aren't you afraid?"
Deacon Nie was sitting in the car, his eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "Kill him and come see me again."
This deacon of the Tribunal has great power, but very weak strength.
Not even the oldest way.
After all, with the changes of the times, the mainstream inheritance methods are basically the oldest ones.
Those fragmented inheritances have long been submerged in the long river of history.
Ancient martial arts, overlord, sword sect, ghost slayer, heavenly master, priest...or god.
In addition, Western dragon slayers and priests also belong to the most ancient path.
The alchemist was also considered, but because he did not have combat capability, he was eliminated.
"try your best."
Lu Zijin yawned lazily, and was instantly enveloped by the majestic spiritual thoughts, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
On the other side, another helicopter roared past, and members of the medical team arrived.
Deacon Nie snorted coldly, his expression extremely ugly.
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Time goes back ten minutes.
With a bang, Gu Jianlin knocked over a table and rolled continuously on the ground until he hit the wall.
He felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart, his internal organs seemed to be shifting, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
This was just a bump from the clown's deformed body.
As a seventeen-year-old boy, he endured pain that was beyond his age.
This is a bloody lesson, you have to rely on yourself for everything!
From now on, he will never place his hopes on his teammates again.
I thought that the elite action team of the Ethereum Association should be very powerful, but I didn't expect that after making a grand debut at the beginning, they were completely wiped out by the team without any resistance.
Gu Jianlin originally wanted to ask them to help him, forcing him to use the other party's second mythical weapon.
The result is now good, the pressure is all on his side.
Fortunately, the priest's abilities are very comprehensive. Although he has no output ability at the current stage, he still has battery life.
He casually pressed it against the flowerpot nearby, and his fingers ignited the pale will-o'-the-wisp again!
"Sacrifice!"
The tiger orchid in the flowerpot withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its lush vitality was sacrificed to nature.
Gu Jianlin also received the gift of the power of nature. All the wounds and bruises on his body were restored, and even the hidden wounds in his body were quietly recovering. The warmth like bathing in the sun flowed through his body.
A shrill sound broke through the air, his expression changed slightly, and he kicked the table over.
In just an instant, a strong and resilient spiderweb stuck to the table and became a mess.
Then came one after another spider silk bombs, emitting a shrill and sharp sound.
Gu Jianlin quickly stood up holding the flowerpot and relied on the few obstacles in the canteen to avoid it.
There was not much room for him to move around in the cafeteria, and there were spider webs everywhere.
After completing the spider deformation, the clown's physical fitness has greatly improved, and he can even climb walls and walk.
If it weren't for Gu Jianlin's sense of life, he would have died long ago in such darkness.
"Run, where else can you run?"
A hoarse, cold voice sounded from the ceiling.
Gu Jianlin raised his head and met a pair of red compound eyes, feeling cold all over his body.
The profiling was no longer effective, because this guy had turned into a big spider. Although he still retained the consciousness of a human, he had an arthropod hunting instinct, making it impossible to predict his movements.
This is truly a desperate situation.
The reason for being in a desperate situation is that his teammates are too bad.
But now is not the time to blame his teammates. Gu Jianlin must seize the last glimmer of hope.
The mysterious old man in the grocery store once said to him.
The south is away from the door of life, and the door of life is in the fire.
fire!
Gu Jianlin decided to make a last ditch effort, turned around and rushed towards the kitchen of the cafeteria on the second floor!
For a moment, the clown-incarnated spider burst out with amazing jumping power and swooped over.
The sharp limbs glowed with cold light.
"die!"
Gu Jianlin raised his left hand, and there was a trace of blood on his fingertips, and a pale will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited!
Ghost curse!
At this time, he was very happy that he chose the priest path.
Because the clown's body is deformed and hardened, bullets cannot penetrate it.
On the contrary, it is a ghost curse that can ignore all movement and defense and cause real damage.
Just hear a puff.
Thick blood burst out from the clown's body, and he fell from the air, his fatal blow deflected.
It happened to pass along the boy's back and landed on his lap!
Gu Jianlin also paused because of the damage caused by the ghost curse, staggered up to the second floor, fell to the ground, and slid towards the kitchen in front.
His left leg was bleeding, and the sharp arthropods tore the arteries in his thigh. The severe pain made his vision go black. If it weren't for the soaring adrenaline supporting his body, he would have lost the fight after this blow. Able.
"Sacrifice!"
His right hand touched the tiger orchid in his arms again, sacrificing its vitality and receiving the gift of the power of nature.
The injury to the femoral artery healed quietly.
As for the tiger orchid in his hand, it has withered and is on the verge of death.
Completely unusable.
High-level priests can extract life force within a certain range through the air and sacrifice nature.
But he can't do it yet.
Moreover, there is not much spiritual energy left in his body. He can no longer use it to heal his wounds. It is better to use ghost spells several times.
There was a rustling sound from behind.
The clown got up again and said with a ferocious smile: "You have reached a dead end."
This humanoid monster walked on eight spider legs, holding a dark bell in its hand, and slowly approached.
The back kitchen of the canteen has a large space, mostly used for storing ingredients, but it is indeed a dead end.
Gu Jianlin ignored him at all, backed away silently, and then glanced at the corner.
It was a small liquefied gas tank.
Draw the gun, load it, fire the last alchemical bullet, and aim!
He didn't know how much gas was left in the gas tank.
But at least it hasn't been changed for a while, and the power of the explosion shouldn't kill him as well.
The trigger was pulled, and a ray of fire shot out from the muzzle, hitting the target!
At that moment, the clown turned his head and glanced around the corner, and a huge fire suddenly engulfed him!
boom!
The violent explosion swallowed up the clown, and the flames rolled in along with the shock wave, destroying the wall like a piece of wood.
Gu Jianlin pushed himself up at the last moment, turned over and hid in the locker. He felt the locker shake violently, and it fell to the ground. It rolled violently on the ground, and the sky and the earth were spinning.
After a while, he kicked open the locker door and stood up slowly.
Thick smoke billowed and the fire burned in the ruins, which was very dazzling.
However, in the dazzling firelight, there was a burning figure standing there, letting out a cold sneer.
clown!
At that moment, Gu Jianlin's heart sank slightly. Damn it, even the gas explosion had no effect!
That old man’s fortune-telling seemed to be wrong...
"Is this your last resort? Then die honestly."
In just a moment, the clown burst out with terrifying jumping power and jumped over.
The shrill cold light was like a knife cutting through the face. Gu Jianlin failed to avoid it this time and was penetrated through the lower abdomen alive!
Blood spurted out, and severe pain seemed to penetrate his soul.
The clown's hideous, severely deformed face is close at hand, and his red compound eyes resemble those of a demon.
He grinned in an exaggerated smile, and his mouth was extremely fishy.
Before he knew it, a dark bell was floating above his head.
Mythical weapon, Requiem Bell.
--liberation!
boom!
At that moment, Gu Jianlin heard the roar like an ancient bell, which almost shattered his soul!
He seemed to be in an endless whirlpool, with waves of sound rolling in. His soul, which was on the verge of being broken, was almost swallowed up. The remaining consciousness was swallowed up bit by bit, and the world fell into darkness.
The dark bells released a black halo, as if they were trying to pull the young man's soul out of his body.
It was at that moment that the black unicorn deep in his consciousness opened his golden vertical pupils again, angry and majestic!
Roar!
With a roar that resounded through his soul, Gu Jianlin regained consciousness.
It turns out that the last mythical weapon is also aimed at the spirit.
Black Kirin can also help him become immune!
etc!
It was this moment of clarity of consciousness that made him figure out one thing.
——The door of life is in the south, and the door of life is in the fire.
In the extraordinary world, of course it will not be ordinary fire.
So, what else is fire?
As if the clouds and mist were parted to see the light, Gu Jianlin suddenly realized that there was only one kind of fire in him!
The fire of divine sacrifice!
In just a moment, Gu Jianlin's hands lit up with pale will-o'-the-wisps, and he directly pressed the opponent's head!
"Sacrifice!"
boom!
The clown let out a shrill scream, his life force evaporating like oil on a hot pan, a sacrifice to nature.
At the same time, a completely different, chaotic and evil force of nature returned to the young man.
The world seemed to fall into silence as this chaotic and evil natural force poured into the body.
Deep in his consciousness, the evil boy in white sacrificial robes fell into a deep sleep.
Instead, there was an angry and roaring black unicorn!
The two sides seemed to have switched places.
They also exchanged dominance!
With a click, Gu Jianlin heard the sound of bones breaking inside his body.
Blood flowed from his head, and the dark unicorn horns burst out of his body, looking noble and ferocious!
Fine drops of blood oozed all over the body, the white skin was punctured, and black scales spread all over the body.
The fangs glowed coldly and pierced the lip.
The dim eyes suddenly lit up and were replaced by golden vertical pupils, ancient and majestic.
The dry body was held up by the majestic strength.
The depleted spirit was ignited by the anger that dominated the world.
At this moment, Gu Jianlin just wanted to roar up to the sky and release the anger and joy deep in his heart!
boom!
The clown was hit to the ground by a violent force, and the eight jointed limbs on his back were violently torn off, dripping with blood.
Gu Jianlin stepped on his head and looked down at him.
At this moment, he finally returned to the state he was in when he traveled to Qilin Immortal Palace.
Horns, scales, fangs, golden eyes.
——Ancient deification!
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At night, the grocery store opened for business again, and the scent of sandalwood rose.
The old man was still sitting in the wheelchair, fiddling with the six copper coins in his hand, silent.
"teacher."
Jing Ci, still wearing a suit and leather tie, looked into the distance and said with a smile, "You lost the bet again."
The old man was silent for a moment, then took out ten red banknotes from his pocket and placed them on the table.
Jing Ci pocketed the thousand dollars and said with a smile: "The Ether Association believes that the fallen are manifestations of spiritual pollution. They cannot bear the spiritual thoughts of the ancient gods, have gained tremendous power, and can understand time and space."
"They stubbornly believe that this is the fall of the sublime, which has tarnished their faith and is an unforgivable crime. In the dark Middle Ages, countless degenerates were named dark wizards and executed on the stake. "
He paused: "But they don't know that the so-called corruption also hides opportunities for evolution. If someone can control the contaminated spirit with a strong spiritual will, they can complete evolution. Although they cannot evolve into an ancient god Such a great being can be completely beyond the scope of human beings and be comparable to a divine servant."
"You taught him the evolution method of the priest path just to see if he can complete the transformation into a divine servant, right?"
The old man smiled lightly.
"maybe."
