Bulwark of Light

Chapter 228 Undead (Ask for a monthly pass)

“Phew…”

A long, weary sigh.

“It’s over.”

Tie Wu looked down at the scene on the ground.

A magnificent iron rain successfully razed the entire Lion Lane to the ground.

Countless iron tools fell from the sky, crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood to smash the buildings on the ground. This was a mighty Divine Punishment… The old house left by Lu Cheng was completely destroyed, which also It means that the materials, copywriting, and sealed items left by this Eastern Continent genius have all been turned into virtual.

For Mrs. and Nan Jin… the greatest value of Lions Lane is the memory of this old house.

But the spirit of the world is mostly contained in matter.

When matter is destroyed.

The spirit . . . ceases to exist.

Densely packed iron weapons, following the will of “God”, hovering in an array, dispersed in a strange arrangement density, in fact, the original targetless strike was only because of the manipulator’s spirit strength Not strong enough.

When your spirit strength is strong enough, you can wield a thousand swords and stab a thousand different targets.

This iron rain is actually only for one person.

The collapsed old house was turned into ruins, and the densely packed iron tools were inserted into the ground, from outside to inside, from sparse to dense. The former penetrated and smashed, showing the great density… After the iron rain ended, a pit of dozens of meters was carved out of the ground, and the smell of rust and blood permeated out.

The skinny little man sitting on the Iron Throne, the windbreaker he is wearing has been torn apart, his complexion is a little pale, there is indeed a “Divine Vestige” in this world, and the [Apostle] who holds the token can indeed bloom. Out of the Spiritual God-like glow.

It’s just that this world is still fair.

Divine Vestige comes at a price.

Being Spiritual God comes with a price.

At the moment of “extraordinary awakening”, even if everyone has undergone First Transformation, the muscles and skeletons are washed by the extraordinary source substance, thus evolving the so-called “extraordinary ability”. For those who have not awakened, For an ordinary person, a transcender is already a “god”-like existence.

And the power of fire can be regarded as the second “shedding body, exchanging bones”.

At the moment when the will of the Divine Throne comes, the muscles and skeletons of Tie Wu’s body are washed away by the torrent of consciousness, he becomes invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable, and there is no stronghold one cannot overcome, and pay The price is… to use his body comparable to steel to carry the powerful will of “divine throne”.

It only took one second to use the token this time.

But even if it’s only for a second, it still puts a burden on the body. How can ordinary people, coveting Divine Power, end well?

This is a second that will not be ignored… The lifespan of [Apostle] is probably the accumulation of countless seconds and seconds.

Become an [Apostle], a blessing from the Divine Throne is already a great enhancement.

Only in a desperate situation, or in a situation of helplessness, will the token be used. Every use of the token is a load, a kind of overdraft, and there is only one result of excessive overdraft.

That is death.

But… so what?

Everyone is mortal.

It’s just a sequence.

Tie Wu leisurely spit out one mouthful of impure air. He enjoyed the feeling of soreness, weakness, and emptiness between his muscles. In fact, he used it for a short second. The token, the overdraft of the body is not too big. This kind of “discomfort” is not because the body can’t bear it, but because… The power of the divide throne is really an addictive thing.

Once you have tasted the power of God, you will not be willing to be mortal.

Even for a second.

In this second, he is also a real “God”, his muscles and bones are washed by holy light, his will is more dazzling than the sun, he can Sovereign the life and death of everyone in this world.

After falling off the altar, the body has obvious discomfort.

But Tie Wu was in a good mood, and he almost blew his whistle.

The Iron Throne slowly descended and hovered above the pit on the ground. He looked at the broken corpse in the pit with satisfaction. His life was lost for a short “one second”, and this Men have lost everything.

The hot mist of the iron bumping constantly came from the pit.

Because of Power of God.

This iron rain fell with majestic heat, and now there are still layers of tumbling heat waves on the ground. The blazing iron sword penetrated everything, and also penetrated the chest of this man in a suit. Maybe this is a respectable opponent, but now after using the token, this is just a slightly larger ant.

Tie Wu laughed softly, feeling a little funny.

Until now, he didn’t know the man’s name.

But…it doesn’t matter anymore.

It’s time to kill Lu Nanzhi.

It’s all because of this tricky man who forced himself to use his token and made such a big noise. Calculate the time, the title of Eastern Continent should be on the scene soon… If Nan Zhi is killed, the trouble will be even greater.

Tie Wu silently recited Qin Ye’s name twice in the heart, but got no response.

“Why is there no news from Old Qin…”

He frowned and muttered, got up from the throne, and walked forward slowly, that steel throne was automatically dismantled, It turned into pieces of extremely thin iron pieces, like a patchwork of suspension bridges, and appeared at his foothold.

Did something happen?

Tie Wu raised his head, the [Xumi] above his head was still there, the realm was not lifted… his worries should be unnecessary.

This is the Eastern Continent Dadu, who can be dangerous to Qin Ye?

He couldn’t think of it.

Five iron flicks, countless pieces of iron swept away in all directions, he dissipated his spirit strength and searched for Lu Nanzhi’s breath in the field of [Xumi].

“Um… found it.”

He narrowed his eyes.

A picture popped into my mind, Lu Nanzhi was carried by a woman behind her back and ran quickly towards the border of the [Xumi] field.

Are you running for your life?

And… at this speed, this woman is really about to leave the [Xumi] realm.

At the same time, the iron sheet conveyed another picture… In the damp and dark underground pipes in the old city, Qin Ye’s cheeks were wrapped in a mass of illogical material, and the whole person exuded a strong dead silence breath.

so that’s how it is.

It seems that Qin Ye has also fallen into the trap of the despicable Eastern Continent.

“Old Qin, ah Old Qin…you have today too?”

Tie Wu laughed, showing his white teeth.

He was about to step forward when his expression suddenly froze.

There seems to be a very faint sound coming from the pit behind.

He would never have heard it wrong, it was the trembling of iron.

Tie Wu frowned and looked back, the “corpse” that was almost torn apart and almost drained of blood, actually slowly extended the hand, grasping an iron sword that penetrated the chest, little by little , unplug it.

Tie Wu’s expression became very strange.

Not dead?

How possible!

(End of this chapter)