puff!

A palm stretched out from the ground, and a figure sat up with dull eyes, bumped against the bumper of a scrapped car with a clang, and then lay back down again.

This figure is none other than the Wanderer.

"This is how the same thing……"

It took the Ranger two minutes to figure out that it was Lin Zheyuan who buried him here.

He understood that Lin Zheyuan did this to protect him, but wouldn't it be better to find a small hotel, or even just stuff it into the trunk of a car?

There is no need to make it look like you are burying him alive, and there are at least a dozen scrapped cars piled on top.

For ordinary people, this would be murder.

Then he received a message from Lin Zheyuan and knew that a big supporter had arrived, so he pushed the car away with difficulty, then poured out the dirt in his underwear and shoes, and limped towards the meeting point while holding his broken arm.

Originally, Wanderer wanted to use this trip to transform himself.

He no longer wants to wander around hunting demons by himself, he wants to cooperate with others.

But after this incident, cooperation? Doesn't exist. It's still safe to hunt monsters on your own.

…

Li Natuo woke up in a small jeep. Looking at the people around him, he knew that he had safely passed the battle for the Cup of Divine Blood.

But he was injured too badly before and now he can't even lift his arm.

But Li Natuo was not discouraged. As long as he did not die, he had unlimited possibilities.

The previous battle had given him many benefits. As long as his strength recovered, he would be able to gain strength far beyond what he is now.

Li Natuo has a crazy obsession with fighting and his own strength.

When he was young, his family was killed by monsters, and he hid in the closet without making a sound.

After being rescued, Li Natuo fell into self-blame.

He felt that the death of his parents was because of his cowardice and lack of strength, so after becoming a superpower, he pursued fighting crazily.

His teacher was a demon hunter in the previous realm. He thought that if he continued like this, Li Natuo would have a mental breakdown one day, so he arranged for him to travel and relax. Unexpectedly, he was involved in the blood of the gods, which was more dangerous than normal demon hunting.

The battle for the cup.

…

Lin Zheyuan arrived at a city next to the Holy City and walked up the old stairs with his hands behind his back.

Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath, knocked lightly on the door three times, and knocked hard twice.

Then she heard the sound of running from inside the door. Miao Xinyi, with bloodshot eyes, opened the door. When she saw Lin Zheyuan who was intact, she burst into tears and threw herself directly into Lin Zheyuan's arms.

"I thought you would never come back."

As a facilitator, Miao Xinyi can understand how dangerous this incident is, so she has already thought about the worst outcome.

Lin Zheyuan patted Miao Xinyi's back, then gently pushed her away, and took out a bouquet of flowers with his other hand.

"Why did you buy this?" Miao Xinyi blushed.

Lin Zheyuan scratched his head: "I seem to have never sent you flowers. Both you and I have been too busy at work, which has caused us to miss many things of a normal couple."

"In the next few days, we will stay here and not go anywhere. I will make up for everything lost between us."

"after that……"

Lin Zheyuan didn't say what happened next, and Miao Xinyi didn't ask.

Because Lin Zheyuan will become a safari, there will be fewer opportunities for them to meet each other in the future.

Although Miao Xinyi didn't say it before, she actually criticized Lin Zheyuan's decision. She just wanted Lin Zheyuan to live a peaceful life.

But after this incident, she only silently supported Lin Zheyuan.

Because those monsters and those abnormal events will not stop disturbing them just because they want to live an ordinary life.

Someone must fight, someone must shed blood and sacrifice, so that the remaining people can live a happy and comfortable life.

After Sholmo and Ishna handed over the situation, they returned to the Washington DC area.

Ye Wen followed Ishna to Baidia.

The reason she came to Dongyou Region this time was to meet her idol...oh, no, to train under Ishna.

Ye Haimo asked Ishna to give Ye Wen some pointers to help her grow rapidly.

…

Wen Wen released his black plane from the shelter, preparing for San Zai'er to take them directly to the ceremony location.

Just as he was about to close the hatch, Wen Wen saw an old palm resting on the door. The containment officer badge on his chest was extremely hot, which meant that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous.

An old priest, leaning on a cane, slowly walked onto the plane and looked into Wenwen's eyes.

Wen Wen didn't know whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend, so Wen Wen didn't react for the time being. He just frowned and stared at this weak old man.

"You...are from the shelter, right?"

What the old priest said was very plain, but to Wen Wen, it was like a thunder to the ground.

'How did he know...Is this old priest also a former inmate of the asylum?'

"You don't have to think too much. If you live a long time, you will always know something that others don't know."

The old priest asked Wen Wen with his eyes, and after getting Wen Wen's permission, he sat on the chair of the airplane with a cane.

"What do you want to do? I have nothing to do with the destruction of the Holy City. If you are here to claim compensation, I don't have a penny." Wen Wen looked at the old man warily and said.

The old priest shook his head: "He and I are old friends, and I'm not here for the Glory Church. The cup of divine blood is in your hand. Can you show it to me?"

Wen Wen frowned even more tightly. How did this old man know that the Cup of Divine Blood was in his hand?

Every time a force is absorbed by the shelter, a fragment will appear. After all is absorbed, the remaining fragments will automatically form a cup shape.

This cup is still in the shelter, and Wen Wen hasn't had time to study it yet.

The old priest smiled and said: "Young man, if you have any doubts, why not ask Mr. Mo Gong, he will give you the answer."

Wen Wen communicated with Mo Gong and only received a three-word reply.

'believe him.'

After thinking for a while, Wen Wen reluctantly took out the cup of divine blood.

The Cup of Divine Blood, which has lost all of its divine blood, looks like just a gold cup inlaid with gems.

But Wen Wen could feel an uncomfortable smell from this cup.

The old priest rubbed the cup of divine blood with his rough hands, and then suddenly exerted force.

Frightening power gathered from all directions, all condensed on this small cup.

But the power in this old priest's hands far exceeds the combined power of an ordinary catastrophe-level man!

The sky was trembling and the earth was shaking. Just by looking at the old priest's hands, Wen Wen could feel his spirit being impacted by excessive energy.

It stands to reason that such a huge power, concentrated in front of the hands, would be enough to completely destroy the surroundings just by its natural dissipation.
Chapter completed!