Bulwark of Light

Chapter 228 Undead
"call……"

A long, weary sigh.

"ended."

Tie Wu looked down at the scene on the ground.

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

Countless iron objects fell from the sky and shattered the buildings on the ground. This is a mighty divine punishment... The old house left by Lu Cheng was completely destroyed, which also means that the legacy of this immortal genius in Dongzhou The materials, copywriting, and sealed items all turned into Xu Mi.

For Madam and Nan Jin... the greatest value of Lion Lane is the memory left by this old house.

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

When matter is destroyed.

The spirit... also ceases to exist.

The densely packed iron objects hovered in an array according to the will of the "God", and spread out in a strange arrangement density. In fact, the original aimless strike was only because the manipulator's mental power was not strong enough.

When your mental power is strong enough, you can control a thousand swords and stab a thousand different targets.

This iron rain is actually only for one person.

The collapsed old house turned into ruins, and densely packed iron objects were inserted into the ground, from the outside to the inside, from sparse to dense, in the most central area, those swords almost collided back and forth, and the latter penetrated and smashed the former, showing the difference in density. Big... After the iron rain ended, a pit of tens of meters was dug out on the ground, and the smell of rust and blood filled the air.

The thin man sitting on the Iron Throne, the windbreaker he was wearing was torn to pieces, and his face was a little pale. There are indeed "miracles" in this world, and the [Apostle] who holds the token can indeed shine like a god.

It's just that the world is still fair.

Miracles come at a price.

Becoming a god also has to pay a price.

At the moment of "extraordinary awakening", everyone has experienced a transformation. The muscles and bones are washed by the extraordinary source, thus evolving the so-called "extraordinary ability". For those ordinary people who have not awakened, the extraordinary It is already a "god" like existence.

And the power of Tinder can be regarded as the second "reborn".

At the moment when Dionysus' will descended, Tie Wu's muscles and bones were washed away by the torrent of consciousness, and he became indestructible and invincible, and the price he paid was... to use his body comparable to steel to carry " The strong will of God.

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

But even if it is only for a second, it still creates a burden on the body. Ordinary people who are greedy for divine power, how can they have a good end?

This is a second that will not be ignored... The lifespan of the [Apostle] is probably the accumulated time of these countless seconds.

Becoming an [Apostle], the God Throne bestows a ray of blessing, which is already a great enhancement.

Only in desperate situations, or when there is no other way, tokens will be used. Every time the token is used is a kind of load, a kind of overdraft, and there is only one result of overdraft.

That is death.

But... so what?
All are mortal.

It's just a sequence.

Tie Wu let out a mouthful of turbid air in a leisurely manner. He enjoyed the soreness, weakness, and emptiness that came from between his muscles and bones. Da, this "discomfort" is not because one's body can't bear it, but because... the power of the God Throne is really an addictive thing.

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

Even if only for a second.

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

After falling off the altar, I felt obvious discomfort in my body.

But Tie Wu was in such a good mood that he almost whistled.

The Iron Throne slowly landed and floated above the pit in the ground. He looked at the broken corpse in the pit with contentment. He lost a short "one second" of his life, but this man lost everything.

The hot mist of the boiling iron continuously came from the pit.

Because of the power of God.

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

Tie Wu smiled 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 troublesome man who forced him to use the token and made such a big commotion. Counting the time, Dongzhou's title should be on the scene soon... If you don't kill Lu Nanzhi, what will happen next? The trouble is even greater.

Tie Wu silently read Qin Ye's name twice in his heart, but got no response.

"Why is there no news from Lao Qin..."

He frowned and muttered, got up from the throne, and walked forward slowly. The steel throne disassembled automatically and turned into pieces of extremely thin iron pieces, which appeared at his foothold like patchwork suspension bridges.

Was there any accident?
Tie Wu raised his head, the [Sumi] on top of his head was still there, and the domain hadn't been lifted... His worries should be superfluous.

This is the capital of Dongzhou, who can endanger Qin Ye?

He really can't think of it.

Tie Wu flicked his fingers, and countless pieces of iron rushed in all directions. He dispersed his spiritual power and searched for Lu Nanzhi's breath in the domain of [Sumeru].

"Well... found it."

He narrowed his eyes.

A picture flashed into my mind, Lu Nanzhi was being carried by a woman on her back, and she was running towards the boundary of [Xumi] domain.

Are you running for your life?
And... Judging from this speed, this woman is really about to leave the [Sumi] field.

At the same time, the iron sheet conveyed another picture... In the damp and dark underground pipeline of the old city, Qin Ye's cheeks were wrapped in a mass of illogical material, and his whole body exuded a strong dead breath.

It turned out to be the case.

It seemed that Qin Ye had also fallen into the trap of the despicable Dongzhou people.

"Old Qin, old Qin... you also have today?"

Tie Wu smiled, showing his white teeth.

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

In the hollow behind... there seemed to be a very faint voice.

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

Tie Wu frowned and looked back, the "corpse" that was almost shattered and almost bleeding out, slowly stretched out his palm, grasped an iron sword that pierced through the chest, bit by bit, pull out.

Tie Wu's expression became very strange.

not dead?

How can it be!

(End of this chapter)