Chapter 204 Bai Yin holds the spear, congratulations on unlocking the new career panel.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Lu Yuan grabbed the black iron throne like a big iron lump and smashed it down with force.
The muscles on his broad back were moving, and the huge bloody lotus eye on his back seemed to be opening and closing slightly.
Nearly a hundred tons of terrifying power was injected into the ground along with the throne, and was transmitted through the earth and rocks.
Centered on the landing point of the throne, countless huge spider web-like cracks appeared.
The ground at the top of the entire pyramid was rolled over by Lu Yuan's smash, and collapsed into small pieces.
The towering pyramid seemed to be slowly collapsing, and
everyone present was stunned.
He looked stunned.
Many spectators in the auditorium were stunned for a short time.
I don't know who screamed emotionally.
Then the atmosphere of the entire venue was ignited again, and hysterical shouts and shouts joined together, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
The audience was absolutely buzzing with excitement.
When I saw someone climbing to the top, I thought the ultimate bloody battle was over.
Unexpectedly, there was a reversal, and the bloody warrior violently beat the spear holder.
Darling, this finale program specially arranged by Mosa is really exciting. Although the ticket price for this bloody battle is a bit expensive, it is really worth it!
This enthusiastic off-site atmosphere caused all the bloody warriors to feel dazed for a moment and fall into some deep self-doubt.
The banquet eater violently beats the spear bearer on the throne. Is this really the effect of the show? !
No way.
But combined with the fact that the banquet eaters are so strong that it seems like they are far from a full spectrum of strength, it seems that this is not impossible? !
Lu Yuan smashed it for a while, and when he felt it was almost done, he threw away the throne in his hand.
"Bang!"
The Iron Spear Throne, which had been completely smashed into a big iron lump, fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Huh?!"
Lu Yuan lowered his head to see what the tyrant king looked like now, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.
The strength of the Tyrant King is probably slightly stronger than that of the Molybdenum Demon, stronger than A+, but not even close to that of S-Class.
In his three stages of ultimate transformation, he can easily brutalize the opponent.
But what Lu Yuan did not expect was.
With the random smashing he just did, even an iron man should have been smashed into iron paste and iron juice. The
Tyrant King is not dead yet?
At this time, the Tyrant King, who was completely out of human form, was lying quietly in a huge pit.
The entire upper body and even the head of the Tyrant King were completely shattered, like a puddle of flesh.
But under the shroud of some kind of blood-red power, the injuries on his body were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Lu Yuan was amazed by the incredible scene of
broken bones bonding to bones and wasted muscles remodeling . He suddenly thought of information about the "God of Martial Arts and Hunting" that Mosa believed in - bestowing believers with unquenchable fighting spirit and indestructible physique. "Is this the power of the evil god belonging to Mosa? No wonder Lin Zhiqin pinned Lin Mo's last hope of survival entirely on Mosa's divine blood." Lu Yuan suddenly stopped rushing to take action. He wanted to see to what extent the Tyrant King could recover under the guidance of this power. Lu Yuan quietly observed the changes in Bao Wang. He saw with his own eyes how quickly the horrific injuries that had to be remade on other people, even the cyborgs, healed quickly. Until the Tyrant King's upper body reappeared its original outline, and then the blood-mist-like mysterious power suddenly disappeared. "Exhausted?" Lu Yuan blinked and had a guess in his mind. "Kaka—" The Tyrant King, who was deep in the huge pit, moved the fingers of his right hand slightly. Then the eyes started to move. Lu Yuan took two steps back with interest, as if to give him a space to express himself freely. "Crash--" There was a sound of earth and rocks falling. The Tyrant King stood up from the pit again. "Hoo Chi - Hoo Chi -" King Bao hunched over, like a person who has just been rescued from drowning, gasping for air. His eyes were fixed on the road. There was deep shock, disbelief, anger and resentment in his eyes. "You're done." The Tyrant King stretched out a hand and pointed towards Lu Yuan. At this moment, he "shrunk" several times. The skin and flesh are tightly attached to the bones, and the whole person looks skeletal and skinny. "That kind of blood mist-like power comes at a price. Does it consume a person's blood?" Lu Yuan's eyes flashed with light, and his mind was spinning rapidly. He is now very interested in Mosa's evil power. As for the threat of the Tyrant King? what is that? Just ignore it. Would you care if a drowned dog you just beat up grinned at him? "Ah Balas!" The tyrant king suddenly knelt on the ground, with his cheek facing up, and he quickly recited a series of strange and awkward words above his head. This must be some kind of ancient language. Unfortunately, Lu Yuan had not specifically studied the history of the Mosaic religion and knew nothing about the content of the curse recited by the Tyrant King. And accompanied by the hoarse syllables coming out of the Tyrant King's mouth one after another. The atmosphere in the huge underground space seemed to quickly become depressing. The noisy voices in the auditoriums on all sides of the venue quickly subsided, and the faces of those audience members, who were mostly ordinary people, gradually showed expressions of unspeakable discomfort. This behavior quickly spread to the bloody warriors. The atmosphere in the underground space is terrifyingly heavy. It was as if most of the air in this space was extracted in an instant, giving people an extremely depressing feeling before a terrifying thunderstorm. "@￥%!" The violent king shouted out the last prayer, then raised his head and roared, with a look of deep fanaticism and piety on his face. He intertwined his hands and scratched his chest with his fingers. "Tear-"
The flesh on his chest suddenly rolled up, and a large amount of thick blood flowed out.
After doing all this, the Tyrant King stood up safely, stared at Lu Yuan with an inexplicable cheerful expression, and said with a ferocious smile: "The great 'God of Martial Arts and Hunting' will drop the spear of punishment to punish you for this blasphemy of martial arts." You disrespectful person!
Wait for death!"
"Oh, really?"
Lu Yuan squinted his eyes and looked up at the huge black billy goat sculpture above his head.
He could clearly feel the rise and convergence of the mysterious will contained in it.
But the amazing thing is.
There was nothing hostile about the feeling this will brought to him.
Instead, with a deeper examination, acceptance, and appreciation?
Even Lu Yuan found this feeling a bit incredible.
"Although I don't quite agree with your opinion. But..." Lu Yuan pondered slightly, looked at the ferocious Tyrant King in front of him calmly, and said softly: "For the sake of safety, let's do it this way." After that
.
Lu Yuan raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
"Bang!"
In the third stage of ultimate transformation, Lu Yuan snapped his fingers and directly exploded the air, exploding a clear white wave of air.
As he snapped his fingers.
The next second.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the dome of this underground space trembled violently, and large chunks of earth and stone fell from the high ceiling.
"Crack, click, click—"
Large cracks appeared on the dome, and then
there was a loud "Boom!"
A huge gap suddenly opened in the dome of this huge underground space.
Bright skylight leaks in from the outside.
Immediately afterwards, a huge silver-gray shuttle slowly came in from the gap.
On the shuttle, hundreds of Yellow Bear members wearing black protective suits and holding super guns fell down like dumplings.
Just a few breaths.
These people surrounded the entire top of the pyramid.
Countless black holes of gun muzzle were aimed at the Tyrant King, and the dense infrared aiming points directly printed the Tyrant King's grinning face into a mottled red.
On the huge silver-gray shuttle, a huge silver muzzle, as thick as several water tanks, emerged smoothly and smoothly.
Aiming straight at the top of the dome, the huge black billy goat sculpture.
All of a sudden.
The entire underground space fell into a deathly silence.
The fierce and successful expression of the Tyrant King was fixed on his face, his eyes fell into a brief freeze, and his whole body remained motionless, as if his computer was down.
"Sir!"
A middle-aged man with a cold and powerful aura with a red bear pattern printed on the left chest of his combat uniform held a neatly folded black dress in his hands.
He took two steps forward, approached Lu Yuan, lowered his head respectfully and said, "Please give me the next instructions." "
No rush."
Lu Yuan waved his hand casually.
He raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the huge billy goat sculpture for a while.
Then his eyes fell back on the Tyrant King and he said calmly: "Watch him continue to perform." "
Yes."
The middle-aged Red Bear nodded in agreement, keeping his hands holding the clothes and standing upright on the spot.
However, his attention was highly focused on the top of his head, as if he would give the shuttle an order to get angry at any time.
"Uh uh uh"
There seemed to be something stuck in Bao Wang's throat, and he couldn't pronounce a single syllable.
After a brief period of sluggishness, he suddenly came to his senses.
As if he had made up his mind, a trace of ruthless determination flashed across his face.
His hands violently tore at his chest.
This time it wasn't just the flesh, but the entire chest was cut open by himself, and you could even see the lively beating internal organs inside.
"@#!"
The tyrant king shouted almost at the top of his lungs.
In an instant, a dazzling silver light bloomed from the mouth of the billy goat sculpture hanging on the dome.
Seeing the appearance of this silver light, the Tyrant King was like a drowning man seeing the driftwood close at hand, with a look of ecstasy on his ferocious and twisted face.
"Hahaha, Silver Judgment!
You are finished! You are dead!
So what if there are more people? No one can save you! Haha"
The silver light shined brighter and brighter, and the expressions of all the yellow bears in the field became nervous, and their hands Chixiong, who was holding the clothes in his hand, had a solemn expression on his face and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.
But he was stopped by Lu Yuan raising his hand.
Lu Yuan stared intently at the blooming silver light, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
finally.
When the silver light reached its peak, the look of ecstasy on the Tyrant King's face also bloomed to its peak.
A flash of silver lightning spat out from the mouth of the huge billy goat sculpture and struck down hard towards Lu Yuan.
"Crack -"
When all the light disappeared, everyone's vision returned.
A scene appeared in the eyes of countless people -
Lu Yuan, who was more than two meters tall, with long hair hanging down his waist, and a huge bloody lotus eye full of magic printed on his back, stood tall and tall in the field.
Raise your right hand high above your head.
Between his five fingers, he tightly grasped a silver-white spear with an ancient shape.
An inexplicable aura circulated back and forth between him and the spear, spreading out, giving everyone a deep sense of shock as if they couldn't help but worship.
A figure suddenly stumbled up from under the pyramid.
He rushed to the road and fell to his knees with a "plop".
It was the thin man in the silver sheep mask who had served the Tyrant King before.
At this time, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes under the mask were filled with intense enthusiasm and awe.
He kowtowed to Lu Yuan and shouted with a trembling voice: "Praise the Lord Bai. Silver Spear Bearer!" The
expression on the Tyrant King's face froze, and the hollow eyes reflected Lu Yuan's hand holding the silver spear. figure.
The whole person's energy and energy seemed to be drained out in an instant.
There was a "pop" sound.
He collapsed weakly on the ground.
All Huang Xiong members were also immersed in huge and deep shock.
The middle-aged Chi Xiong who was closest to Lu Yuan was the first to recover from the shock and loss of consciousness.
He cautiously took two steps forward and called softly: "Sir." Lu Yuan
was pulled away from the wonderful state.
The arm holding the silver spear high slowly lowered it.
His whole body began to shrink rapidly, and in less than a second, he returned from his demon-like form of more than two meters tall to his original fair and handsome appearance.
"Wow--"
Lu Yuan casually pulled away the clothes held in the middle-aged hands of Chixiong.
It is a large black cloak.
He draped it around him casually.
The middle-aged Chixiong half-hunched over, pointed at the violent king next to him and the silver-masked man who was bowing deeply, and asked respectfully: "What should we do with these two people?"
Lu Yuan glanced lightly, with some expressions. He replied casually: "Don't worry about this one, grab the other one and send it to the scientific research team for human experiments." "Yes
."
At this time, Lu Yuan's mind was not on these at all.
All his attention is on his career board.
There is a latest tip above -
[Congratulations, you have unlocked a new career panel - Spear Bearer (Extraordinary)]!
Thank you for being the leader of Qingquan Liuxiang! Refill!
(End of chapter)