Bulwark of Light

Chapter 247 The Death of Tie Wu

Qin Ye was locked by the Holy Wood.

The battle started by the [Apostles] finally came to an end. The old city was filled with rust and the smell of blood. The large area of [Xumi] could not cover the night sky. The executive commissioners of the three institutes rushed to the scene.

Because of the Bright City heraldic token, the wounded in Lions Lane were treated by “Divine Power”.

The only person who was seriously injured and unconscious was Song Ci.

Cui Zhongcheng stood outside the [Xumi] domain, watching the black that enveloped the night gradually recede, leaving Gu Nanfeng away, and when the curtain came to an end, he didn’t wait too long, standing outside the domain, I didn’t even think there was anything unusual in the old town tonight.

until night falls.

Gu Nanfeng stopped in front of Mr. Cui and said sincerely, “Thank you…”

Cui Zhongcheng looked thoughtful and asked softly, “It’s over?”

“It’s over.” Gu Nanfeng nodded.

Cui Zhongcheng watched a group of people carrying stretchers, on which lay a charred black charcoal, which was carried into an ambulance. How could that black charcoal look so familiar… He couldn’t help eyebrows raised, trying to make himself His voice was not so surprised, he said: “This is…”

“Song Ci.”

Gu Nanfeng said with a smile: “This is a side effect of using tokens. “

“His…”

Rao is Mr. Cui, and he couldn’t help but take a breath.

Soon there was another group of people, detaining a man in a long trench coat who was tightly bound by the sacred wood.

“This is…”

“The Apostle of the Tower of Origin, Qin Ye.”

It’s not quite the same as what I saw in Huazhi earlier. Same.

“Where’s the other one?”

“The other one…” Gu Nanfeng pointed to the night sky in the distance of the old city, thought for a while, and said, “It exploded. .”

The rust was wrapped in the long wind.

The mottled iron filings shone with dim rays of light.

Gu Nanfeng thought a little regretfully, but unfortunately the Divine Domain froze everyone’s thinking… No one saw the scene when the Iron Throne exploded.

After the crowd left, only Cui Zhongcheng was left standing alone and deserted.

He thought about it for a long time and finally called Old Master Zhao.

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in an hour.

Song Ci was already lying on the hospital bed, her body as black as charcoal was covered with bandages, and it looked like a mummy that had been sleeping for many years and dried out, peaceful and quiet.

He didn’t know that the ward was crowded with concerned people at the moment. His wife and Nan Jin were sitting on both sides of the bed. I haven’t arrived yet, but Mr. Gu Zhi followed him all the way from the old town, following closely.

“I will ensure your safety until the official handover of the members is completed…to prevent further mistakes.” Mr. Gu Zhi said to his wife, “After tonight, the Eastern Continent Council will make a decision on the bill. I’m afraid there will be a big reversal of attitude…”

The lady just slowly nodded.

After experiencing this assassination, she quickly regained her composure, “What I am concerned about now is… Yingji’s injury.”

It is reported that the tower of the source sent a total of They sent two apostles, one named Qin Ye and one named Tie Wu.

Iron Five is dead.

The cause of death was that he couldn’t carry Divine Power, and also used tokens to overdraw Divine Power… that was Song Ci, everyone saw him above the sky, counterattacking the two apostles.

Using tokens that don’t kill you.

Insanely pouring Divine Power.

What will happen to him?

“You can rest assured.”

Gu Nanfeng, who was sitting in front of the window sill, hugged the wooden knife and said softly, “Song Ci brother will be fine, Mr. …he bleeds ‘Undead’ and has a tremendous ability to heal himself, and these injuries are nothing to him.”

paused.

“He probably just passed out. After all, this is the first time he is carrying Divine Power. It will take a while for his consciousness to accept it.” Zhou Jiren also said, comforted: “Don’t worry, Song Ci will be fine.”

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Lu Nanzhi took a deep breath, she was still worried, but she stopped talking.

Gu Shen was standing outside the door, with his back to the ward, and the conversation in the room came into his ears without a word… His expression was a little weird.

“Is Iron Five dead?”

He asked in a low voice.

“Yes.”

A soft voice echoed in my head.

It’s Chu Ling.

After the [Xumi] domain was broken, the spiritual link returned to normal.

“According to the results of the calculation… this is the case.”

At this moment, over the old city, drones passed by, the Eastern Continent Council’s [Sky Eye] The remaining evidence at the scene is being collected. The arrest of the apostle Qin Ye is likely to set off a series of huge cases. Starting from the assassination of Lion Alley ten years ago, who knows how much the Daoists under the Divine Throne of the Tower of Origin have done. Known cold-blooded thing?

It’s a pity that Iron Five evaporated from this world.

Because of the too large Divine Power, his fleshy body was directly destroyed and torn apart… and after dispatching a large number of [Heavenly Eyes], the executive commissioner who tried to collect the extraordinary source quality also returned without success.

This is the true “disappear from the face of the earth”.

The fleshy body dies, the spirit is destroyed, not even the remnants of the transcendent essentia are left…all of it vanishes cleanly, as if it had never appeared.

That’s not a good thing for Eastern Continent.

“The fleshy body of human beings is just a container, trying to carry too much power…it will…”

“Like Iron Five.”

Chu Ling mobilized a large amount of data, but in the end did not get any clues. Regretfully sighed, he said: “There is not even a single strand of supernatural source left in the dead.”

In the world of transcender, this sentence The meaning… is probably similar to “the dead don’t even have ashes left”.

What else is there to die more thoroughly than the overflowing of the transcendent source material?

However…for an apostle like Iron Five, dying under the gift of God is already the best outcome.

Chu Ling realized something was wrong.

The corridor is quiet.

Gu Shen stopped talking after asking that question, he seemed to be thinking about something… His eyes drifted to the far side of the corridor, a slight wind slowly asserts the senses, mixed with difficult Perceived rust smell.

The monitoring in the hospital corridor was intercepted frame by frame by Chu Ling. By comparison, the system captured a very subtle picture change.

That is the exhaust port of the fresh air system.

Perhaps because it hasn’t been repaired in years, the vents are old and don’t look very secure.

A small iron screw, in the slowly flowing air, rotates at a very slow speed on its own… The iron pipe at the exhaust port is also shaking slowly.

Gu Shen looked at the iron screw and said in a complicated voice, “What if I said… Tie Wu is not dead?”

“…?” Chu Ling in the zero-zero-one train did not realize that he had a shocked and astonished look at the moment.

next moment.

The iron screw was quickly turned back, and the slack exhaust channel was tightened as before.

Gu Shen raised his palm and clenched his fist lightly.

The iron utensils in the entire corridor all trembled when they clenched their fists and responded.

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(end of this chapter)