burst god

Chapter 92 Heroes do not need to mourn, they will return by themselves

Bare cliffs, no grass grows.

At the top of the cliff, the sky was covered by the towering giant trees. The thorny vines with thick arms twisted around the trunk, constantly absorbing the nutrients from the trunk. Occasionally, the buds and vines that protruded out were trembling slightly, as if they were greedily swallowing water vapor and water. ...the fog.

The huge cave stood behind him like a bottomless abyss, and the intertwined spider webs and scattered spider eggs were still the same as before.

There was no movement in the cave, but it just sat there, a silent threat!

Lu Geng would have looked at it a few times before, but at the end of the fight, he didn't have the slightest time to take care of his back.

Everything is fighting by instinct, and his body is covered with dried spider blood, and it is also covered with criss-cross scars.

After wearing the mask, Lu Geng was panting like a cow, and he took big mouthfuls of oxygen, trying to keep his brain from falling into a coma.

The high-voltage electric baton in his hand is getting heavier and heavier. The armor on the arms and legs has exposed the skin. The blood that flows out quickly solidifies under the high temperature, but it bursts again and again due to the fierce battle.

Lu Geng looked at the corpses of the two giant spiders that were killed by himself with a single stick, and at the spider swarms in front of him that gathered again. He grinned with a sense of accomplishment, and then he subconsciously swallowed his saliva because of his hot throat. To moisturise a dry throat.

Although he didn't know why these giant spiders didn't swarm at the beginning, they just lingered on the periphery.

But the battle has now reached the point where they are exhausted, and those restless giant spiders have finally lost their patience and began to approach and compress their space for maneuvering little by little.

Up to now, only a few dozen square meters are left.

Lu Geng raised his head and looked straight ahead. The giant spider, which was half a circle stronger than his companions, showed a row of heart-pounding red compound eyes, staring at him.

"The last chapter of life is finally coming... Ha."

Muffled panting and laughter came from inside the Ranger mecha, and the high-voltage electric baton was once again in front of him, his arms trembled slightly because of the lack of strength, but he never let it go.

Lu Geng's eyes were calm and firm.

Behind this strong Dread-devouring Spider, he followed a few companions who blocked the rest of the direction.

Looking at the cautious appearance of these Dread-devouring Spiders, at this moment, the scene when he first entered the academy and fought side by side with his teammates suddenly appeared in his mind.

In just two years, he has become a star senior in the eyes of his younger brothers and sisters.

The honor earned from that battle makes his heart feel extremely fulfilled every time he thinks about it.

He really, really misses every bit of Shang Lan Academy.

"I'm Lu Geng. Brothers, see you in the next life." Lu Geng took off the recording black box and placed it gently in the pothole on the rock wall behind him.

After thinking about it, he only left this sentence.

After all, if you talk too much, it will appear hypocritical, and the juniors and juniors will probably laugh at themselves.

Although I really want to encourage a few words.

When his heart was over, his eyes became inexplicably relaxed, as if he was not so afraid of death.

The ranger mecha, covered in scars, used his last strength to stand up straight and take a step.

Staggering but with a steel-like determination, he launched the last charge before the curtain call of his life!

"Come on, chops!—"

The strongest Dread-devouring spider at the front had four pairs of compound eyes glowing bright red. It was provoked by Lu Geng's abruptly raised voice, and its dark brown fangs stretched open.

A strong stench appeared, and Lu Geng, who was running 5 meters away, could even clearly see the disgusting green poisonous pulp deep in the spider's giant mouth. He tightened the high-voltage electric baton and stared at it. Live in the gap opened by the fangs.

If they can die together, then he killed the three-headed giant spider alone, right?

Lu Geng thought so.

then……

In his field of vision, a rotating black shadow that should not have appeared suddenly appeared, falling from the sky.

With the momentum of madness, in the gap when neither he nor the giant spider could react, he brazenly passed through the spider's brain and slanted the ground with a slam, cutting off all the vitality of the strong giant spider, like a boundary monument standing in front of Lu Geng.

The spider swarm was briefly stagnant due to the sudden change.

The Ranger stopped and looked at each other in amazement.

Black hilt, dark ridge, slender blood groove...

This is your own hot melt saber?

Lu Geng raised his head tremblingly.

The air waves swept the smoke and dust, the flames licked the scorched earth, but the whistling wind could not stop the calm sound, from far to near, echoing in the mountains and dense forests, coming from mountains and seas.

"History needs to be sung."

……

"Successors need role models."

……

"Heroes need not be mourned."

……

A Dread-devouring Spider descended from the sky, with the air waves that broke through the fog and the shrieks of its legs passing through the air, and crashed to the ground, and half of its body collapsed with the gravel and soil.

Lu Ze stepped down on the spider corpse with his hands behind his back, looked at the inhuman ranger mecha in front of him with gentle eyes, and lightly completed the last sentence.

"They have returned from angels, holding flowers and glory, and are admired by all people."

Reach out, draw the knife.

Turning around, he looked at dozens of giant spiders indifferently.

Lu Geng stood there dumbfounded, staring at the long, quiet back with trembling, his blood-sticking lips moved behind his visor, and finally bit his lip fiercely, and hot tears flowed silently.

At this moment, he just wanted to cry.

……

Lu Ze looked at Yingyingchuochuo's twenty Dread-devouring spiders in front of him, but the scene he just saw kept replaying in his pupils.

Unreserved trust, willing dedication, unrelenting bravery, and determination as iron-clad.

When he saw the moment when Lu Geng finally decided to charge, the last piece of the puzzle for the image of Mujin Squad in his mind was finally completed.

Their spirit is the most precious kind of fire for human beings in the future.

In the last life, the Hibiscus team may have been sacrificed in this way before the misty tower stood up, and became the nameless corpse of the fire keeper on the road alone; more likely, there are countless Hibiscus teams, who have the same experience and the same no turning back.

But in this life, since he was fortunate enough to walk with him, it is a matter of course that he should preserve this small fire of hope for mankind, and will ignite more fires that should have been extinguished.

Until one day in the future, watching these sparks burn into a prairie prairie.

This is the most comforting thing he has experienced since he woke up.

So at this point, today's battle should be enjoyed.

Lu Ze hung his left hand beside him from beginning to end. At this moment, he finally lifted it up, intertwined his two fingers, and knocked back on the blade.

hum!

The viscous green paste originally attached to it disintegrated into mist in an instant, and the edge of the heavy blade was instantly blurred.

Close your hands, bend your fingers, and play again.

Fog waves rippled around the long knife and dissipated in layers.

At this moment, the slender hot-melt saber made a metal resonance sound all over its body, like a dragon roar.

No one knows, but with just two fingers, it has consumed a full 300 units of Lu Ze's Xingyuan power!

He looked at the group of fear-devouring spiders that jumped high in rage, and stepped forward.

Every step is powerful, and when it hits the ground, it is like a clash of gold and iron, accompanied by the sound of agitating the valley.

"I have been in the world for a hundred years, and I have opened my eyes to talk about heroes."

"When the cloud rises, the whale swallows the sea, and I use this sword to respect death and life."

The last word fell, and the horizontal knife stood still.

The mid-air spider swarms rushed down with raging waves, fangs, sharp limbs, venom, spider silk... filling the entire field of vision.

At this moment, Lu Ze rose from his left hand, and the whirlwind spread along the handle of the knife for a full 30 meters in an instant, like a river of white waves across the sky.

Looking up, Lu Ze raised his saber and rolled it upside down like a dragon, and 30 meters of smoke and dust rose from the sky.

Lu Geng raised his head in shock!

At this moment, his whole body was shaking...

He saw that the turbulent mist was like a knife wielded by a god.

Just one hit.

Where the sword is vertical and horizontal, everything is broken.

(End of this chapter)