Chapter 278 The conspiracy of the Lord of Eternal Red (Part 2)
"So, Lord Yongchi, you are really not afraid of contacting me in your dreams... That boy from the Crusted Guard and the tall robot 'Mechanical Spirit' broke into the 'Red
Phantom ruins, are you here to find us?" Wright stood in front of the Lord of Eternal Red, scorning him condescendingly with his red eyes.
The red flames, intensified by the light of the searchlight, almost scorched his guard jacket, which he never left, and his linen shirt, which was already covered with chips and mildew spots, making him look like a yaksha in hell in Eastern culture, devilish
red skin.
"It is impossible for human beings to break into this place. This is determined by fate. The poet Gurji of Krusted has already seen through everything. Before the 'Fire of Punishment' rushing towards Nabsk fell, he wrote
'The red fireworks follow the roar of the wind and chase the 'happy' person like courtship. When humans look at the weeping sun, they will remember that it is the cry of fate.'" After the Lord of Eternal Red finished speaking, he coughed violently.
After spitting out the remaining broken internal organs in his throat for a few times, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a dangerous smile.
Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his sharp canine-like fangs and pierced his hands that looked like tree trunks. He bit down hard on the skin that had been dug open by his teeth. He endured the extreme pain and forcefully
Tear off a strip of skin that is almost completely integrated with the muscles.
"Haha." A long-lost and eerie smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Yongchi. Although the part where the skin was peeled off was leaking out blood containing a putrid smell, he didn't care and gnawed faster.
The act of eating.
The current Lord of Eternal Red has long since completely lost his "divinity" due to the "ancient power", "sadness" and his own desires, and even his humanity has gradually been lost in these animal-like behaviors.
Wright, who was standing in front of him, paused his next attack because of this unbelievable and weird movement, as if he was looking at a ghost crawling out of purgatory and just coming to the world.
Soon, a pile of long strips of animal tissue with bark on one side and bloody human skin on the other appeared in front of Lord Yongchi. In Wright's eyes, it looked like the north that had been splashed with spicy oil and fried sauce.
Special gourmet belt noodles.
In the previous world, Wright's favorite food was noodles. No matter how delicious the meat and vegetables were, they could not completely attract his appetite. The feeling of sucking smooth noodles down his throat into his stomach.
It is extremely pleasurable, and the accompanying feeling of fullness and satisfaction, as well as the stimulation brought by the spicy strips, will always make Wright feel more satisfied than ever before.
Those long strips of skin separated from the arms of the Yongchi Lord actually briefly became a rare delicacy in Wright's eyes, until the white, flawless, strong and powerful arms of the Yongchi Lord appeared instead of the original bloody stumps.
When he saw it before his eyes, he woke up from his brief trance.
"Do you know? Wright." The Lord of Yongchi stood up, walked to Wright, looked straight into his red eyes that exuded the brilliance of the red magic source, and lowered his voice:
"At the main entrance to the ruins, there is a monster artificially created based on the Gorgon Medusa. The scientists from the Crusad Empire called her the 'New Snake Girl'. Her eyes are extremely beautiful, and her
The body is extremely tall, and even if the current Crusaders use the most powerful technology they can think of, they will not be able to win."
"What do you want to explain?" Wright's eyes clearly flashed with panic, but he quickly realized that even though the Lord of Eternal Red still has Order 3: Combat Level, the "Old God" contained in the red magic source power
Dipsel's power can give him power beyond his level in a situation with such a strong "ancient atmosphere".
In other words, "the advantage is mine."
Wright forcibly suppressed the nauseating feeling emanating from the Yongchi Lord's body and spirit, took a few steps back, and continued:
"I don't think you can definitely defeat me now. I can't smell any 'divine' breath in you. I once had a partner, his name is Brett Klein. He exudes '
divinity'.
"Although his 'divinity' comes from his family and bloodline, when he is in front of me, I can feel the security and reassurance brought by that strength. The 'flavor' of justice, bravery, perseverance, strength and responsibility belongs to'
With the taste of divinity, you must have been abandoned by the Creator a long time ago."
"You're talking nonsense!" the Lord of Yongchi roared angrily, desperately surging the demonic power of flame and light in his body, pouring it into Xinsheng's right hand, and once again popped out the same metal dagger as before from his wrist, saying:
"Do you know what this is, Wright? This is a dagger that belongs to me. It has been my companion since the chaotic period after the end of the 'Seven Era'. I have sought the advice of the Creator.
, named it 'Florence'.
"It is a bright and holy thing approved by the Creator. Its existence proves that 'divine nature' has never been far away from me."
"You know, Lord of Eternal Red, in the era when the Creator was sleeping, the power of the gods mainly relied on the believers' 'belief' in the gods. If you appear in front of the world with this posture and face, people will quickly believe that the flames have
Death, 'Plamini' is dead." Wright suppressed the disgust in his heart and the nausea towards the bloody Lord of Eternal Red, which had begun to emit a strong stench, and suppressed the waves that kept surging like waves.
stomach acid, said:
"Ahem, cough. Now, in the wasteland era shrouded in long nights, people rarely believe in the goddess of light and you anymore. In the face of death, darkness, disease and disaster, people will turn to believe in the Lord of the Night and pray for his blessings.
A pitiful ability to survive in the dark."
"Nonsense! It's impossible for people to abandon the flame, impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The Lord of Eternal Red was obviously angered by Wright's statement.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He stared at Wright ferociously, and in the next second, he suddenly picked up the "Firelight" and stabbed it straight at Wright's head.
Whoosh!
This kind of reckless attack without magic source power seemed ridiculous and childish to Wright, who controlled the red magic source power and the "Touch of Dark Enchantment".
Wright just gently turned sideways, grabbed the Lord of Eternal Red's arm with his right hand, squeezed it hard, made a fist with his left hand, raised it from below, and punched his chin.
Then Wright stretched out his right leg and slammed the Lord of Eternal Red's thigh with his knee, forcing him to kneel down on one knee in a very humiliating posture.
Just when Wright thought that his series of combination punches had perfectly suppressed Lord Yongchi's relatively thin body, Lord Yongchi unexpectedly used his mind to instantly transfer the "Burning Light" from his numb right hand to his left hand.
Above, taking advantage of the blind spot caused by his back to Wright, the Lord of Yongchi suddenly turned to the left and stabbed Wright in the face again.
Whoosh!
Fortunately, Wright, who has been strengthened by the power of the red magic source for many years, possesses top human agility and reflexes. Even though the Lord of Eternal Red has mobilized all the muscles in his body and reached an unprecedented tight state, he used all his strength to launch this attack.
The attack still did not achieve the expected effect, it only slightly pierced Wright's face, leaving a small and weak flame scar.
"Despicable! As a god, he actually came to deceive and sneak attack me, a little human of level 5!" The flames on his body and face simultaneously ignited the nameless anger in Wright's heart.
He used two "Contacts of Darkness" to suppress the arms of the Lord of Eternal Red, then stepped on his chest, raised his fists, and used pure brute force without any skill to hit his chest.
A head with a handsome face and a despicable soul.
One punch, two punches, three punches...
It wasn't until Lord Yongchi's face lost its human contours, adding a touch of abnormal roundness, and there were gurgling blood everywhere where the body interacted with the outside world, that he gasped and took Yongchi away.
The Lord raised it high above his head and threw it towards the top of this mysterious palace-like area.
But the strange thing is that although Wright heard the hoarse scream coming from the throat of the Lord of Eternal Red when it was thrown, he still did not hear the dull sound of the heavy object falling to the ground.
Wright looked up and saw that the wall lamps on the walls of the palace area, which had a strong Krusted palace style, were still emitting a dim light. Some of the searchlights above that were enough to illuminate the entire area were still shining brightly, but even more
The top seemed to reach straight to the sky, but it was still pitch black.
It was as if the Lord of Eternal Red was swallowed up by the dark mist at the top when Wright devoted all his strength to the throw.
Just as Wright was thinking about his next course of action, behind him, the dragons carved on the huge stone door all "looked" at the central area, the huge Kruse German flower that symbolized light -
—Sunflower.
Immediately afterwards, the sunflower in the center began to glow with a blue light that seemed to come from the stars and the future, and began to rotate faster and faster along the floating petals in the center.
When the blue light filled every corner of the palace area, and the sun flower and the dragon clan's totems were swallowed up by the light at the same time, the giant stone door suddenly disappeared, replaced by a "real" atmosphere connected to the outside world.
Non-Euclidean Tunnel".
And a man who was about the same height as him, but much thinner. One arm was a machine glowing with metal, and the other arm was as dry and alienated as a tree trunk. Half of his face was pure white, and the other half was covered with black protruding blood vessels.
juvenile.
He took two steps forward and said in a young, immature voice with a hint of shyness and fear:
"You...are the 'Echoer'...Wright, right? My name is Constantinian, I am a lost person from the 'Order Society'. I am currently, um, the 12th 'Master' of the 'Order Society'