Chapter 392 The power of mystery! The child who picked up the branch of the forbidden tree
"Tear-"
The moment the silver-haired man took action, an extremely dazzling lightning flashed suddenly in the air between Lu Yuan and him.
The lightning was so bright that even Lu Yuan's vision was slightly affected.
His eyes narrowed slightly, but the eyes on his shoulders and chest suddenly opened wide, and he took action completely relying on instinct.
Lu Yuan's eight arms stretched out at the same time, as if there were eight bloody pythons protruding out of the void at the same time.
With a "boom", it bit the lightning directly.
The figure of the silver-haired man was revealed.
He was standing above Lu Yuan's head, holding a diamond spear. The spear penetrated the palms of four ferocious blood claws. He was only an inch away from the vertical line between Lu Yuan's eyebrows, but was pinched tightly by the other four giant blood claws.
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Four palms were pierced, but there was no expression on Lu Yuan's face.
Grasping the four arms of the spear, he exerted downward pressure at the same time. The silver-haired man pressed down, and Lu Yuan turned his head slightly.
The spear shining with diamond luster shot backwards along his cheek.
With four free hands, he swatted forward, up, down, left and right, trying to crush the silver-haired man to death.
The silver-haired man's expression changed slightly, the hand holding the spear loosened, and he raised the diamond shield in his other hand.
"boom!"
Lu Yuan's four claws directly hit the diamond shield, and the terrifying force was transmitted out. The silver-haired man holding the shield was blown away by him like a cannonball.
"Rumble--"
The silver-haired man landed on the ground and dug his feet into the ground, plowing two deep ravines on the alloy ground.
Before he could completely offset this huge force, Lu Yuan had already moved forward.
The huge and ferocious Shura body rushed forward, like a huge blood-colored wave sweeping over.
Not long after, he caught up with the silver-haired man and took action frantically.
"Boom boom boom!"
A huge mass of blood surged up and down, accompanied by circles of dark red ripples.
Under the blood, there is a bright light that condenses again and again, and then is constantly broken by dark red ripples.
This fierce fight probably lasted for more than half a minute.
During this period, there were constant thunderous explosions, and the ground continued to vibrate and shake violently, as if it was being hammered by a giant.
The terrifying energy aftermath spread out in waves. To the Eleventh Throne who was hiding aside and watching the battle, these half minutes seemed as long as more than half a century.
He desperately opened his eyes to see clearly what was going on in the battle group, but the terrifying area that was raging was completely beyond his ability to perceive.
As long as the mental power comes even slightly closer, it will be directly crushed by the violent energy.
The Eleventh Throne is constantly hesitating and struggling between running away and staying.
finally
"Bang!"
After a dull loud noise, the dazzling light squeezed the surging blood and suddenly burst out.
A ferocious and huge blood-colored figure "dengdengdeng" took a few steps back, and then stopped, revealing the calm figure of Lu Yuan.
A hint of joy suddenly flashed across Throne Eleven's face.
But before the joy could bloom, his expression suddenly froze again.
"Well"
At the center of the battle group, the silver-haired man stood quietly.
His head was hanging slightly, his shoulders and back were rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily.
The ancient and gorgeous diamond armor on his body was completely shattered at this time.
Only about a quarter of the diamond buckler he was holding in his hand was left, and it was almost shattered into pieces.
There were also scars all over his body, as if he had been cut by countless sharp blades, and one of his arms was in a weird twisted state.
He slowly raised his head and half of the diamond mask on his face was deeply sunken and cracked like porcelain.
Blood dripped down the broken bottom of the mask, dyeing the lower half of his body and the silver hair on his temples red.
"Lord Lulu"
The Eleventh Throne looked at the silver-haired man's embarrassed look and spoke tremblingly.
It was obvious that the silver-haired man had been severely injured in the previous battle.
As the most powerful existence in the entire Mosa.
When Eleven Thrones joined Mosa, Lu was already at the ninth level.
After so many years, he has always firmly controlled the position of the first throne, and his strength is so strong that no one in the organization can clearly detect it.
All I know is that Lu is so powerful that even if the other seventeen thrones join forces to challenge it, they may not be able to compete with it.
But now he is injured.
And the injury was so serious.
At this moment, an inexplicable emotion surged up from the heart of the Eleventh Throne, making him breathless, and it seemed like something was quietly collapsing.
"Kakaka-"
Lu Yuan slowly stretched his body, and some wounds and musculoskeletal dislocations on his eight-armed body quickly recovered.
More turbulent and suppressed murderous intent and aura surged up, spreading out to the surroundings like waves.
"call--"
Lu Yuan exhaled softly, then looked at the silver-haired man in front of him, condescendingly speaking softly with a hint of appreciation: "You are much better than those guys I pinched to death before.
You are strong”
What Lu Yuan said came from the bottom of his heart.
Even he himself is not sure how strong his current state is.
With the blessing of Shura's killing and fighting instincts, if you think about it, even Yuanxing Luoya, who had a super god-level mecha body, was standing in front of him now, and he would probably be demolished into a pile of scraps in a few rounds.
But the silver-haired man in front of him, Mosa, was able to withstand his violent attacks. He was indeed an opponent worthy of praise.
"hiss--"
The silver-haired man who was severely injured by Lu Yuan gradually calmed down from his embarrassment.
He looked at Lu Yuan with calm eyes and took a deep breath.
Soon, streams of blood flowed out from the surface of his skin.
With the blessing of this blood energy, the silver-haired man's body quickly expanded.
"Kakaka-"
His body grew taller and taller, his originally well-proportioned and slender body became thicker, and his muscles stood out like steel stones.
His blood-stained silver hair moved without any wind, and the diamond mask on his face quietly slipped off, revealing a slightly ferocious face with bulging veins.
“@#%……&*”
The silver-haired man spoke unknown ancient syllables, and his tone was enthusiastic and full of piety.
His body began to glow slightly.
In an instant, centered on the island they were currently standing on, the entire Mosa Islands seemed to have an inexplicable force being mobilized.
"no, do not want!--"
While this power was being mobilized, the Eleventh Throne, who was standing not far away watching the battle, suddenly let out a horrified scream.
Then he turned around and ran away without hesitation, but after flying not far, his whole body suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.
The exploded flesh and blood of the Eleventh Throne did not disperse, but merged directly into the sky, rising to the sky with the unknown force.
The sea around the island began to shake violently, and it seemed that there was something extremely terrifying hidden beneath the sea level that was about to break out of the water.
Lu Yuan squinted his eyes and saw a phantom of a goat-headed figure belonging to the Mosaic god of martial arts and hunting gradually forming on the top of the head behind the silver-haired man.
He suddenly understood the other party's purpose.
"Sacrifice everyone on the entire island group in one go in exchange for more and more powerful power?"
How many people are there in total on the Mosa Islands?
Tens of thousands?
Or tens of thousands?
Sacrificing the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in one breath, the behavior of the first throne of Mosa in front of him can be said to be absolutely insane.
Once he successfully sacrifices it, it will probably become the most horrifying cult sacrifice ceremony in this century.
Lu Yuan watched the thin blood mist rising in the sky, blowing by the sea breeze and gathering into the sky.
The illusory shadow of the Mosaic Warrior God became clearer and clearer, and he could even feel the cold and angry killing intent poured into the shadow.
With the blessing of this huge force, the silver-haired man's body continued to expand and strengthen.
Soon it exceeded five meters.
The whole person's appearance also became extremely deformed and ugly. His hands and feet even turned into sheep's hooves, black wool grew out of his body, and short horns grew out of his head.
Auras of violence, cruelty, and chaos continued to erupt from his body.
Lu Yuan looked at him.
He could clearly feel the strong sense of crisis approaching, but his heart kept growing stronger and stronger will to fight and kill.
Shura's instinct made his blood boil with excitement at this moment.
"Huchi - Huchi -"
"It would be really cool if I could kill such an opponent."
The scarlet light in Lu Yuan's eyes shone brightly. Stimulated by the strong killing and fighting instincts, his closed eyes kept opening.
And the opened Shura Eyes provided him with an even stronger desire to kill and fight.
It's like a snowball.
There seemed to be a vast ocean of blood inside Lu Yuan's body, which was quickly awakening and was about to overflow.
However.
He quickly suppressed this impulse and desire!
"hiss--"
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and the Shura Eyes on his body closed one by one, and the burning murderous intent in his chest subsided.
"If it was a month or two ago"
Lu Yuan's eyes were as scarlet as diamonds, and he said to himself in a low and hoarse voice: "I will definitely let you finish reading the article."
but now"
"I can no longer allow any more accidents to happen."
Finished.
Lu Yuan danced with eight arms.
The lv2 Grandmaster uses his strength and adds the move of Eight Elephants Swallowing Dragons.
Pure power piles up like crazy.
Under the posture of King Ming, he can touch the threshold of the "miracle realm" with this.
Now promoted to Shura posture, his physical body and strength have been greatly improved.
The terrifying power was superimposed, and Lu Yuan reached the door of the "miracle realm" in an instant.
Then there was a "boom" and "the door broke in"!
All of a sudden.
[Elephant God Shura Stance (Legend)] A skill on the career panel is directly lit up, and the light shines brightly.
Lu Yuan felt as if he had touched the essence of so-called "power" in an instant.
It's like a lush, towering tree.
Lu Yuan caught it!
Oh no.
To be precise, I grasped a certain branch or vein on its body.
This vein integrated into his body and grew rapidly in his body.
"Boom!"
The eight ferocious blood arms that Lu Yuan was dancing with were already extremely strong and swollen once again during the process of transplantation and growth of the "power of veins".
From the perspective of a bystander, Lu Yuan's eight arms seemed to suddenly expand into eight large dark red balloons.
Then countless dark ripples appeared densely, but instead of spreading, they retracted.
These dark ripples completely "dye" the eight giant arms far away in pure black.
Lu Yuan punched fiercely
"Buzz——"
The entire void was severely distorted at the moment Lu Yuan punched.
A jet-black light pillar more than ten meters thick shot out silently.
In an instant, the silver-haired man exploded like thousands of volcanoes erupting at the same time.
Then he continued to rush forward with a "boom" sound.
The entire sea area in front was completely penetrated by a pure black light, and it was unknown how far it extended.
When Lu Yuan fully exerted the power of this punch.
The whole person returned to normal, looked in front of him, and then looked at his eight arms that were still immersed in the power and trembling slightly.
He also fell into a brief trance.
[Shura Stance of the Elephant God (Legend)] On the career panel, a skill that has just been learned is shining slightly——
lv1【Mysterious Power——Collapse!】
"Is this the true power of God?"
Lu Yuan murmured to himself.
At that moment just now.
He felt like an ignorant child who accidentally broke off the branch of the forbidden tree, then took it in his hand and waved it hard.
"boom!"
The power of the forbidden realm is released like a flood
"Buzz-"
The dark golden shuttle with the evil sheep head pattern flew quickly between the sea and the sky.
On the shuttle, two men and one woman stood solemnly in front of a white round table, looking at something.
In front of them, there were three exquisite metal masks, three spears, and three round shields, all of which seemed to be made of gold.
However, these nine artistic creations, which seemed to be created by the world's top master craftsmen, were all covered with cracks at this time, just like porcelain that was only one step away from being completely broken and was about to completely crack.
"What's going on? I suddenly feel that the power of the true God is rapidly declining, as if it is moving away from us."
A man spoke in a deep voice.
A person next to him said with an ugly face: "Someone has offended the true God and caused us to suffer unreasonable disasters."
"She tried to call me but was disconnected quickly.
I can't contact him now
what about you?"
The woman among the three asked the two.
The two shook their heads, indicating that they felt the same way.
At this time, the shuttle flew over a certain sea area, and a faint smell of blood came from the shuttle's exhaust system.
The three of them looked at each other and hurried to the window, lowered their heads and looked down.
At this sight, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
I saw in the sea below, corpses floating everywhere on the sea.
Countless blood melted into the sea, almost turning the vast sea area into blood red.
The three of them rushed out of the shuttle immediately.
Facing this scene directly, the visual impact becomes even stronger.
The entire Mosa Islands were soaked in blood, and a thick atmosphere of blood, cruelty, desolation and death rushed into the sky.
Looking down from a high altitude, the former "goat head" seems to be dead and is constantly oozing blood.
"What happened?"
"Where are the people? Is everyone dead?"
The three of them flew towards the central island with ugly expressions.
As the throne of Mosa, the three of them have experienced countless human blood sacrifice rituals.
After seeing this bloody prison, I still couldn't help but feel frightened and my scalp numb.
They could tell that these dead people must have been "blood sacrificed".
The largest and most solemn blood sacrifice in the history of the Mosaic religion.
There is only one person in the entire Mosa who has the ability and qualifications to perform this blood sacrifice.
That is the first throne of Mosa - Lu!
"Is he crazy? I have to have a reasonable explanation!"
The three of them flew forward with ugly expressions.
Finally, we are about to arrive at the central island.
However, just when the three of them had a clear view of the scene on the central island, their figures suddenly froze and froze.
The expressions of the three people were as if they had suddenly seen a ghost, and they were all stunned.
I saw——
The huge central island was almost completely reduced to ruins.
On top of the ruins, a dozen golden spears were stuck on the ground, and on almost every spear, there was a corpse of their former colleague on the throne.
In the middle position is a diamond spear that stands out the most.
A seven- to eight-meter-tall, grotesque-looking goat monster corpse was carried on a diamond spear.
Judging from the monster's silver-white hair and the remaining fragments of diamond armor on its body, it could be seen that this was the one they had mentioned repeatedly before - the wolf!
Of course, he is dead now.
The death was direct and tragic.
A huge bloody hole was opened in the entire chest, as if it had been violently penetrated by something terrifying.
Not only that, there was still a huge crack mark on his back.
This trace extends all the way to the sea level outside the island, and half of the alloy island has been directly flattened, showing signs of large tracts of cracking.
The three people stared blankly at the scene in front of them, their minds going blank for a brief moment.
Instinct allowed them to piece together the truth of this scene from the clues in front of them.
However, the truth made them even more unacceptable.
"The dozen or so Thrones left on the island are all dead."
"They must have encountered a foreign enemy."
"The First Throne King sacrificed the entire Mosa Archipelago with his blood to pray to the true god for strength, but he also died."
"so"
"What kind of enemy did they encounter?
It’s so terrifying that even the true God can’t save them!
In the end, he was wiped out by the collective!"
The three of them were enveloped in an indescribable and unknown terror, and their bodies began to tremble violently involuntarily.
After a while.
The three of them turned around in unison, like frightened flies, and ran away quickly.