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Chapter 392: Identity of the Holy Infant(1/2)

Lu Chen had just been watching the changes in the Night Food Plain on the road and listening to the prayers of the dead servants before they died, and he knew that the enemy had begun to take action.

It's better to come early than to come by chance. No, I just caught the current situation.

"So, what does this thing do?"

Lu Chen did not directly attack the man and woman in front of him. After he finished speaking, the ancient sword in his hand vibrated slightly as he jumped up. The silver blade streaked across it, and blood spurted out.

Huge cracks were cut out of the huge ugly meat ball, but Lu Chen frowned slightly after landing. The structure of this thing was too loose.

The two-story-high flesh ball seemed to be entangled with countless umbilical cords, and inside was only dirty black blood. It flowed out along the wound and quickly condensed and healed under the blood mist that filled the air.

Lu Chen turned around, and the sword light appeared like stars. The surrounding houses collapsed, and the viaduct above collapsed, becoming his foothold.

Without Regicide in hand, this is inconvenient. Facing large targets, it always takes many hits to chop them into pieces.

When the ear-piercing sonic boom and the strong wind subsided, the boy's figure appeared, walking out of the blood mist, and the huge meat ball exploded and turned into countless pieces of meat.

Aslanda and Jasmine watched this scene, not daring to make a sound. They wanted to escape, but they felt that their energy was being locked by the monster boy, as if if they moved again, their bodies and heads would be separated the next moment.

fighting?

Stop joking, let them fight with that young man named Chu Zihang, how about fighting with Lu Chen? Even the God King has fallen.

Lu Chen walked up to the two of them, grinning with his white teeth, "Let me explain."

The next moment, Lu Chen felt a slight strange feeling fall on him. He was familiar with this kind of field, and someone activated Time Zero.

The ground under Jasmine's feet cracked slightly, and her figure escaped like a ghost. She activated her speech spirit to the maximum. It can be said that in the realm of time zero, she is the relative speed of time.

She rushed across the viaduct and was about to enter the building complex in front of her, but when she turned the corner, her vision suddenly went dark, and the inertia of her sprint almost broke her spine.

She bumped into something head-on, and in the gap of time, the last thing she saw was a hand and a young man with an indifferent expression.

A harsh roar roared through the air, walls and houses along the way collapsed, and smoke and dust rose into the sky. Jasmine returned to the place at a faster speed, and was thrown to the ground by the boy like a rag.

"Brother Lu, if you want to survive, you have to be careful down there."

Chu Zihang reminded expressionlessly that this mixed-race monarch woman was violently thrown back and was already dead before landing, because Brother Lu grabbed her head and shook it, completely breaking her "fragile" spine.

and neck bones.

Lu Chen looked innocent, "I didn't mean it, who knew she was so fragile."

Then he looked at the remaining half-blood monarch, "Can you tell me now?"

Aslanda's body trembled slightly, but he looked up at the sky and the changes going on in the Nibelungen, and laughed again, "Hahaha, you are too late, we have succeeded."

His intuition is very keen, and he knows that no matter how much he begs for mercy or how much information he tells, he will inevitably die.

From the first moment he turned around and saw Lu Chen, he was sure that the young man would not let them go. He didn't know why, but the young man seemed to have sentenced them to death.

In the end, he could only think that Lu Chen was a very murderous person, and his survival was obviously valuable.

But no matter what, since begging for mercy was useless, he didn't want to be so humble. In the end, he might be captured alive like Ruan Qiu Mo and brought back to the secret party for torture.

"Some tricks."

Lu Chen looked up at the sky. Although the huge meat ball had been chopped into pieces by himself, it seemed to be just a condition for triggering a certain ritual. Now that the ritual had been started, all the deadpools in the Nibelungs had been sacrificed.

, it’s useless for him to chop up the meat balls anymore.

A torrent of bright yellow flames rose up and spread towards several people, but the impact did not reach them this time, and more raging flames confronted it.

Aslanda wanted to take action, although he had no hope, but he did not want to be killed without resistance.

But when Chu Zihang and his Junyan burst out at the same time, a wall of fire was erected in the dark Nibelung. The heavy rain evaporated in the air, making a sizzling sound, and a large amount of white mist rose.

The next moment, Aslanda felt a pair of hands that looked like super-large industrial hydraulic machines grabbing her shoulders, and before she could react, her arms had been torn off.

Immediately afterwards, the silver sword light swept across, his body sank, and his legs separated from himself.

Finally, he felt a quick and precise attack on his spine. His torso was completely paralyzed and he lost consciousness.

Someone grabbed the back of the neck, and the strong wind separated the flames. When his vision became clear again, he had already landed next to the young man who released Jun Yan with him.

"The vitality is very strong, so he shouldn't die."

Lu Chen threw it on the ground. At this distance, even if the opponent wanted to erupt another Jun Yan, he could directly trample it to death when the opponent was summoned.

"Brother Lu, you are so... gentle."

Chu Zihang felt helpless to complain, and leaned over to look at the man who no longer had any limbs, "What is your purpose? What are the changes in the Nibelungs?"

"Haha, you guys are too late, can't you..."

Bang--

Aslanda's head exploded, and Lu Chen raised his feet in disgust, "Contact Junior Sister Xia Mi and ask."

These half-blood monarchs always have a tough mouth. If Aslanda doesn't want to say it, just let it go. He can consult professionals.

These people were obviously abandoned. This is the consistent cruel style of that organization, which shows that they don't know anything about the core information.

The Nibelungs were changing very quickly, and he had no time to play psychological warfare with these people.

Let's just turn it into key fragments.

"Senior Brother Chu, I was about to contact you, but I lost control of the Night Food Plain again..."

Xia Mi's voice came out from the invitation.

"Junior sister, you can't do it."

Lu Chen complained.

Xia Mi's voice was slightly annoyed, "...It's not that I'm incompetent, but this kind of power involves the foundation of the Nibelungs."

Chu Zihang pondered for a moment, "...is it King Bai?"

"This kind of power is unmistakable. It is Him. It turns out that He is really not dead and has deceived everyone."

There was a hint of anxiety in Xia Mi's voice. Although the white emperor was executed by the black king Nidhogg, it did not mean that he was weak.

It would be better to say that even the Black King spent a lot of effort in executing him.

The White King is not at the same level as the four great monarchs. He is an independent individual. He is a god who has survived from the mythical age!

"I see, this place is not used to raise the Deadpool army, nor is it used as a prison to hold the out-of-control ghosts of the eight Sheqi families. The purpose of this Nibelung's existence is just to store blood food."

Caesar analyzed, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Chu Zihang looked at the increasingly dense blood mist in the Nibelung roots, "Junior sister, you once said that the Dragon King's bloodline is already the purest. They devouring each other are not essentially improving their bloodline, but carrying out "genetic changes".

"Completion" can also be said to be the completion of power."

His voice was low, "This is... King Bai's gene pool."

Xia Mi replied: "Yes, the White King's body has long been erased. He faked his death to deceive the Black King, leaving more than one back-up. Even the former holy bones are just appearances. The original food of the night is

It is the place of resurrection He has truly prepared.”

Chu Zihang corrected: "It's not entirely accurate. The holy bones should be part of it, the introduction to the gene pool, creating the descendants of the White King of the eight Sheqi families, and bewitching Tsukuyomi to establish the Night Food Plain.

"

Lu Chen thought for a while, "Now that I think about it, Tsukuyomi's destiny should have been eroded very early. When he created this Nibelung and announced its role to the family, he was already hinted by King Bai."

"He is indeed the God of Deception..."

Caesar sighed slightly, one link after another, and no one could even think of going deeper.

Just like the four great monarchs once thought that King Bai had fallen, but King Bai still left behind his holy remains.

When everyone knew about the existence of the Holy Skeleton, they thought that the Holy Skeleton was the back-up man left by the White King for recovery. After destroying it, they were completely relieved.

But as everyone knows, this is only the second floor, and the third floor is in the Night Food Plain.

"In other words, King Bai is really not dead, or is he not completely dead?"

Lu Chen frowned. If King Bai revived, it might be a tough battle.

The embarrassing thing is that as long as the ritual starts, it seems that it cannot be stopped. The air is full of blood mist. He has nowhere to start and can't find the target at all.

Chu Zihang thought about it and asked Lu Chen: "Brother Lu, what weapon did you use when you killed the remains of the White King?"

"Why are you asking this? I use..."

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment while he was talking. He remembered that because he was too conspicuous in his regicide, he was guilty of jealousy and laziness among the seven deadly sins.

If you think about it carefully, the description of the main mission is "kill the remains of the White King", which does not refer to the White King, nor does it clearly explain the White King's life and death.

After he killed the White King's wreckage, he received a reward from the space and obtained the divine seed, which he used for Eri. At that time, he thought that this reward was a gift from Space that extracted power from the White King's wreckage.

Therefore, after the vice-principal brought the remains back, no matter how advanced alchemy he used, he could not extract the Philosopher's Stone from the pile of flesh residue, including the parasites.

But what if things weren't what he thought?

The reward given by the space is just a pure reward, and what he used is not regicide. It is said that anything that will not swallow the holy body, whether it is source blood or soul, if that thing exists, should be complete.

The vice-principal didn't extract anything, does that mean...it's not the White King at all? It's just a parasitic tool created by the White King, so death is just death, the power dissipates, and it returns to where it should have returned.

"I see……"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "This guy is so stubborn!"
To be continued...
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