Edge of Pure Land Chapter 170

Chapter 170 The city out of control, the ghost in the coffin

 Light late at night, the lights were still on in the private club on the coast. The middle-aged man stood by the window, listening to the sound of the waves, and silently watching the young people playing on the basketball court.

 “I think our letter of challenge has been sent.”

Aaron leaned on the sofa and made himself a cup of tea: "If you are sensible, the sacrificial hall should be evacuated from Linhai. When the gods wake up, even the holy high priest will not be able to turn the tide. This is already our city, our territory . The Federation and the Church should understand that the only way they can do it is to abandon the city."

Raul smiled bitterly and said: "That is the High Priest Lianhua. Regardless of whether the church recognizes it or not, it is their legend. After all, she is a descendant of the Li family and the sister of the second-generation holy monarch. She is absolutely the best in this kind of matter. It is impossible to give in. You and I are only able to achieve our current status by relying on the blessings of God, so we still need to maintain a sense of reverence."

As he said that, they turned to look at the figure by the window.

 Ever since the sudden change in the Holy Mountain, Arthur seems to have become a different person.

 In other words, he released his true self.

 In the past, Arthur Russell gave people the impression of a mediocre and boring old man. He had worked hard for half his life to revitalize his family, knelt to please the big shots in the church, and often used his connections to work his way up and down the federal system.

 In fact, the submissive feeling was all pretended. It was not until the Corpse Cult emerged that he showed some methods and fangs.

 But he was soon suppressed again.

 When the city suffered disasters one after another and faced internal and external troubles at the same time, he seemed to be about to burst into pieces and was in constant panic.

　　That period was not an act of pretense.

 But he is really struggling.

  Not only was he worried that the existence of the Creation Race would be exposed, but he was also afraid that he would be punished for the evil things he had done over the years. The tremendous pressure had brought him to the verge of collapse.

 After the collapse, Arthur Russell made that decision.

 That is rebellion.

"There is no need to be in awe, we are now a group of desperadoes. These years of experience of being tightly controlled like puppets have made me understand one thing. Blind tolerance has no effect. Facing someone like Lianhua Man, even if you grovel and repent and atone for your sins, she will still kill you and make you disappear into ashes." Arthur finally spoke slowly.

His voice became hoarse and cold: "We are the creation race, and we have been operating in this city for hundreds of years. We shoulder the important task of resurrecting the gods, and we should have been on top of the world. Until our secrets were revealed Since the accident eight years ago, I have been praying to return to the headquarters, but what about them? "

Aaron sneered: "They don't care whether we live or die."

Raul said quietly: "That's because they need a group of scapegoats. The secret of the Holy Mountain is too huge, and what they do is too shocking, and it will be exposed sooner or later. When those people decided to use Metanzo as a sacrifice to resurrect the gods At that time, they already knew that this day would come. They were too impatient and unwilling to wait for generations, so they had to make this decision. "

 When Longque returned to this city, everything was a foregone conclusion.

 The creation races had only two choices.

 Either he will be pushed out as a scapegoat.

 Either take refuge in the Tower of Babel.

 They will definitely die in the former case.

 Only Ms. Chen has a way out.

 The latter, although it sounds crazy, is the best choice.

"If we had known this, why did we struggle all those years? When the Tower of Babel first came to us, we should have chosen them. After all, even the reincarnations of gods are theirs. But I didn't expect that that person It turned out to be Long Ling."

"Now that he has become a god, he is no longer a human being. We just need to complete him. Unfortunately, those ancient existences in the Holy Mountain were burned down by fire. If Arthur had not had foresight, We have been secretly transporting those ancient beings with wisdom over the years, and we may really have no cards to play.”

“Now the city is under our control, and reinforcements from the Federation and the Church cannot enter. Even if the people from the Admiralty come back, they will not be able to make waves.”

 The living room fell into silence.

Until the door of the room was knocked, Gao Muli, who was wrapped in bandages, stood at the door. There was a strange smile in his slightly hoarse voice: "Have you finished the discussion? I would like to ask about the status of Miss Chen Jing. How? When can the ceremony be prepared? The **** is in a very angry state, and she continues to replenish her authority to support the consumption of the realm."

Arthur turned around silently, stared at him and said: "We don't even know where the gods are now, how can we let Miss Chen Jing perform the ceremony?"

 At present, they can be considered a member of the Tower of Babel.

 But it is clear that both parties do not yet have great trust.

Aaron and Raul turned to look at the lounge next door. Through the transparent gauze curtains, they could vaguely see a slim silhouette sitting in front of the piano. His hands gently brushed the keys, and a gentle melody flowed between his fingers. Just like the thick night outside the window.

"Sorry, I don't know where God is. After all, you also know that that person has escaped from the Holy Mountain. No one can know where God is until he is sure of his location. As for the ritual issue, don't worry. You have all received the gift of the Creation Ceremony, and you should know the mystery of it. If the Creation Ceremony is used in reverse, it is the Rebirth Ceremony."

Gao Muli shook his head and said with a hoarse smile: "This world is God's back garden. As long as believers are willing to offer their piety, God will naturally sense it."

As soon as these words came out, Arthur and the others were speechless.

But at the next moment, the communication equipment was connected, and someone said: "Emergency, there is an abnormal situation at Linhai North Railway Station, and it is suspected that military personnel have returned to the city! At present, Director Charles has led the law enforcement team to the scene and applied for the activation of the third level The coffin of the dead!"

Arthur was silent for a moment: "Permission!"

Raul glanced at him: "Is Charles okay?"

Aaron drank a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Charles is no longer what he used to be, not to mention he is carrying a third-level coffin of the dead. Even if the people who come back are not ordinary people, those ancient beings will also Help settle everything. Besides, what if something happens? As long as the Realm of God exists, no one can cause trouble in our hands."

Lu Fuji was looking at his portrait in a daze.

At two-thirty in the morning, the train station was empty. Only the news was still playing repeatedly on the TV screen. The female reporter reported the casualty list of the holy mountain survey operation with sadness, and his mug shot It's so impressive.

 His expression was quite angry.

 It was not because these people declared him dead without permission.

 It's because the portrait taken... isn't handsome enough!

"Wait a minute, by the way, has my funeral been finished? Is there any beautiful female soldier crying in front of my tombstone? No, I have to contact my wife quickly, and I can't let her feel that I am so young. I'm widowed..." He lowered his work hat, adjusted his black work clothes, and pushed the heavy trolley into the exit of the station.

At this moment, he dressed himself as a staff member at the train station. On the trolley was the heavy golden coffin, which was covered with a black cloth.

 Having just taken two steps, my stomach growled.

 He is hungry.

There are many restaurants at the exit of the station, including KFC and McDonald's. Unfortunately, they have all closed down, but the feeling of returning to a big city still makes him very happy.

Since the Holy Mountain incident, he escaped from the collapsed dimension and walked for three days in the empty Peak City. Then he crossed the Giant Peak Mountains where corpses of White Walkers were everywhere, and successfully survived by relying on the wilderness survival skills he learned in the army. down.

Even if I eat wild game every day, I don't even have any seasoning on my body. Life was very hard.

On the road, he occasionally met some evolved people who came to explore, and they gave him some delicious food, which made him feel that human nature is still kind.

But there are also those who see him carrying a big coffin alone and trying to kill people and grab money, but he ends up killing them instantly without exception. He is just here to deliver help and express delivery in times of need.

Later, he finally left the place of his death and came to a small town on the edge of Linhai City. He just went to the local military headquarters to ask for help. Before he could finish speaking, he was surrounded by a group of fake soldiers. He swept around and a scuffle broke out.

 The final result is the total destruction of the opponent.

Later he discovered that as long as he wore this face, there would be people chasing him wherever he went. Sometimes it was the fake army stationed locally, and sometimes it was lurking assassins and agents.

 Obviously, Linjiang City has been controlled by heretics. The military sacrifice list posted on the street is not actually for the public to see, but a wanted order.

Not only that, this city is also shrouded in a huge area. If not for this, the reinforcements from the military district headquarters would have arrived long ago, and it would be the heretics' turn to cause trouble.

There was no other way, he could only fight and kill all the way.

  Kill streak and grab.

It's a pity that these people basically don't carry cash with them. Their deposits are all in online banks, and online payments require password unlocking and facial recognition.

 This made him tired and hungry along the way.

 The good thing is that his life energy has accumulated to 50% again!

"Well, being promoted too fast is also a kind of trouble. Why do you think I have accumulated half of it for no reason? In two months, won't this be the fourth level? It takes half a year to get promoted to the fourth level. Isn't it a bit slow?”

While pushing the cart, he said: "Now that I'm by your side, you can't block me, can you? Speaking of which, this dark matter isn't that difficult to deal with. I learned it easily. By the way, you guys Why does the dark matter have no entity? Is it because you don't want to?”

 No one responded on the silent platform.

The gold coffin under the black cloth faintly exudes a strange fragrance.

As he walked around the corner, he suddenly saw a mark on the wall.

 At that moment, a smile appeared on his lips.

 It seemed as if he saw pork knuckles and roasted lamb legs waving to him.

This is a secret symbol belonging to the Anomaly Supervision Bureau. It is obvious that Damon and Qiangwei did not believe that he was dead, so they left messages at major transportation hubs in the city. As long as you follow these symbols, you will definitely find the answer. His people.

At this moment, a shrill siren sounded in the train station.

 The staff who stayed at the station were all running out.

 The siren of the law enforcement team sounded outside the station.

"An abnormal situation has been discovered at the North Railway Station. Unrelated people are asked to evacuate quickly! The law enforcement team is about to attack the platform. We will not be responsible for any casualties caused by that time!" That was the voice of Director Charles. Now that the city is under their control, they naturally exposed that So shameless.

If it was two and a half months ago, he would have declared that he would give priority to protecting ordinary people, but now there is no need for him to maintain his previous personality.

“The tiger is not at home, and the monkey is the king.”

Lu Fuji pushed the cart and accelerated his pace. Now it seemed that the situation in Linhai City was worse than he imagined. Before he could leave the station, his captors had arrived.

An inspector from the Law Enforcement Bureau passed him by. This person had a strong aura of dark matter, and he had obviously become a reformed heretic.

At that moment, the inspector seemed to smell the mysterious fragrance.

As a result, before the inspector could speak, a sharp hand knife wrapped with electric arc had already struck the back of his neck, and in an instant, the bones made a crackling sound.

Lu Fuji grabbed hold of the limp supervisor, stuffed a glass bottle filled with white spheres into his mouth with his backhand, and kicked him into the trash can.

That glass bottle contains the eggs of the face-eating insect.

 As long as it feeds on the body of the evolver, the hatching time can be shortened to two minutes.

"I didn't want to use this kind of anti-human weapon, but there seems to be no bottom line when dealing with traitors." Lu Buer took out the Desert Eagle from his waist, and tied ten loaded bullets around his waist. magazine, and his Yu Lei disappeared.

 Ever since he condensed the dark matter body, he no longer carries a soul blade.

 Because it is on the elevated top of the train station.

The ghost-like dark matter has spread its wings of thorns.

The pupils of his eyes were flashing with electric light.

Bang bang!

 Gunshots rang out.

 The inspectors who entered the station were shot and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

Director Charles stepped out of the car with a cold face and ordered his men to carry an iron coffin covered with charms. The lid of the coffin seemed to be shaking violently, as if something was about to come out.

 “Great being, please enjoy this feast.”

 Director Charles bowed deeply.

 Like the most devout believer.

Harse laughter actually sounded from the gloomy iron coffin. I don't know if it was satisfied with his piety, or laughing at his groveling appearance.

 “Everyone is ready, attack the platform immediately!”

Director Charles turned around, with a trace of pride and joy in his eyes, and waved his hand: "Anyone who comes out of the Holy Mountain alive will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the glass window of the train station shattered, and the crystal clear glass shards were like spewing spring water, shining in the darkness.

 Director Charles was stunned.

 Because he saw the endless bursts of lightning.

And the one who released the thunder was a terrifying **** and demon entwined with thunder and lightning!

 (End of this chapter)

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