Isla jumped up and flew out of the cave. A faint sound of electricity came from the earplugs in his ears, and the signal from Old Buck was quickly connected.
"Thank God, the satellite signal suddenly cut off." Old Buck's voice came from the earphones. "Are you okay? Isla!"
"Where is the teacher? Where is he now? I want to see him!" Isla said urgently.
"The leader is now opening a road in the direction of the main channel. If you want, you can contact him at any time. Why are you looking for him?"
"There is something urgent and I need to contact him." Isla paused and his expression changed, "Forget it."
"Contacted!"
Old Buck's voice stopped suddenly.
"Hello? What's the matter? Isla, what's wrong with you over there? I have too many things here. If you have anything to say, hurry up!" Lu Sheng's voice came from the earphones.
Isla was silent for a moment.
"Teacher, I may have something to do and need to take a long trip."
"Far away? Where are you going? Finish the mission before you leave." Lu Sheng said impatiently. "Every disciple of the Ten Heart Magic Fist must serve the teacher for ten years before leaving! Don't you know this rule?"
The corner of Isla's mouth twitched. "It seems that there are fourteen sect rules in total but this one doesn't exist, right?"
"That's because I forgot to fill it in." There was another sputtering sound coming from Lu Sheng's side, and he didn't know what it was pretending to be.
"Teacher, recently, I may have made some enemies who may harm you, so I had to go out to avoid trouble," Isla said in a different way.
"Enemy?"
While Lu Sheng slowed down, he looked at the two figures in gray robes with no faces slowly appearing on the road ahead.
"Let's not talk about it for now. I have two sets of equipment coming to my door. I have to collect them. See you later." Lu Sheng glanced at them and immediately saw the silver armors under the robes of the two people.
It’s true that whatever is lacking is provided.
He licked his lips and got off the motorcycle.
Because it is not the perception of pain that the two big baggages I just acquired are actually about the size of two large supermarket pockets in the perception of reality.
Although it is heavy, it is not as exaggerated as the pain perception.
"So, it can still be decorated."
Feeling the biting chill emanating from the two of them without speaking a word, Lu Sheng was too lazy to say anything, and wanted to solve the problem first.
Two people rushed forward, one from the left and the other from the right, with silver daggers popping out of their hands, and a light purple fluorescent symbol emitted from the left chest of their bodies. A delicate and complex pattern like a flower.
"Accept your fate!"
The man on the left roared, and with a slight afterimage of his short sword, he slashed hard at Lu Sheng's neck with swift and precise force.
In addition, a black smoke exploded in the woman's hand, and the smoke turned into countless silver threads that wrapped around Lu Sheng's arms.
Lu Sheng had just finished off the church's master cyborg master. If Jelica's cyborg force value was 100, then the two people in front of him had at most 10. There was a huge difference in speed.
Without even looking at the two men's attack, he made a mistake and suddenly passed between the two men.
Puff!!
Just for a moment, the two of them suddenly stood still. Two streams of black blood exploded on their bodies, and they fell to the ground.
But this was just the beginning. Throughout the town, people in gray robes rushed out from all hidden corners in a steady stream. It seemed endless.
In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of gray-robed men in front of Lu Sheng.
"Accept your fate!"
Everyone can only say this.
Lu Sheng's figure blurred for a moment and he moved forward calmly among the crowd.
All the men in gray robes who rushed towards him were like phantoms, colliding and passing by him.
All the people in gray robes who passed by him fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, in less than ten minutes, more than a hundred people in gray robes were lying in a pool of blood.
Lu Sheng walked up to a corpse, bent down and stretched out his hands to check for any good things left behind by the body.
Unfortunately, under the corpse's robe, there was a distorted and dark face that seemed to have been severely burned. The entire gray robe and even the armor inside were stuck to the robe...
He didn't hear breathing or heartbeat from these people. So he didn't have any burden when he started, and in the blink of an eye, he hacked hundreds of them to death without realizing it.
On the streets of the small town, at a glance, there were corpses everywhere. The men in gray robes on the ground made no sound, not even the wounded who were breathing and injured.
Lu Sheng walked among the corpses, checking one by one for possible survivors.
This group of people suddenly rushed up to attack him out of nowhere, making no sense.
Just as he was about to leave Hualin Haunted House Town, Lu Sheng didn't find anything of value.
"It's a pity. If the armor on these people is stronger, then I can use it too." He tightened the two large packages in the car and began to circle around the town, expecting to rush out from somewhere to order some good goods.
.
Unfortunately, even after circling for the third time, no more attackers emerged from the ruins of this small town.
With a trace of regret, Lu Sheng continued to move forward in the direction pointed by Old Buck.
Isla hesitantly turned off the headphones.
The church, the mysterious force, and the voice in the darkness are three forces that are constantly wrestling around him.
All three parties hope that he can join their side. However, the involved Book of Beginning and the truth floating in the whirlpool of fate still keep pulling on him, forcing him to move forward step by step along the seemingly established route.
"Teacher, is everything okay? Is the voice of darkness lying to me this time?" He was slightly surprised.
Whenever he heard that strange voice in the dark, what the voice said would come true one by one. It never failed.
But this time, it didn't come true immediately, which made him feel a little doubtful.
He recalled his first teacher.
It was also that person who taught him the art of archery and taught him how to fight with monsters that felt pain.
"When Teacher Evela passed away, I just barely arrived after hearing the sound of darkness. I saw her for the last time, but now Teacher Thomas is okay?"
While Isla felt relieved, he also began to have doubts about the voice of darkness.
He is not a fool, and he knows his own uniqueness very well. But Lu Sheng, the new teacher, has no idea about this. Just because he has good qualifications and good conduct, he accepts him to teach him his skills.
This is also something that Isla respects Lu Sheng very much.
All the time, the characters that appeared around him all had strict and obscure goals of their own.
They were more or less plotting against him.
But only Thomas, the young teacher who met by chance, did not understand the cause and effect he was carrying.
"I've almost finished practicing the Phantom Demon Fist. Maybe I really have to leave again. In order not to hurt the teacher or the people around me." He raised his head and looked at the increasingly gray sky. While he was thankful in his heart, he was vaguely aware of the hidden meaning behind the scenes.
A little truth in the dark.
Hiss
Suddenly, a subtle current noise came from the earphones again. The earbuds that had just been connected just now disconnected again.
A tall figure covered with a white veil slowly appeared in front of Isla.
"Isra, the bishop came and asked me to take you back."
"White Ghost" Isla paused slightly, "You're actually here too?"
"You need the church's help." The tall man said in a low voice. He held the two golden knives on his waist with both hands and looked at Isla calmly.
"Disasters will come one after another and those around you will not be able to withstand the impact." Bai Gui seemed to be stating another fact.
Isla's eyes swept over his veil.
"Have you also accepted the transformation?"
"This is for protection." Bai Gui said calmly.
"I won't go back with you. I've already left the church, so I won't go back again." Isla flatly refused.
"Once you stop and face the impact, you will die!" Bai Gui persuaded him sternly.
"I won't die! After coming here for so many years, I will never die!" Isla replied coldly, "You can go back. I am safe here and living a good life now."
"Safety will numb your nerves."
"Want to try my arrows?"
The white ghost was silent for a moment.
"There is still time. A large-scale impact will come again soon. If you figure it out, you can contact me at any time. You know the method."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.
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On the seventh day after the attack, Lu Sheng successfully opened up a new road and connected the three strongholds.
Isla originally planned to leave, but finally managed to catch a good thug. Lu Sheng naturally would not let him slip away so quickly. Along with the other two-level people, he sent these two-level people in one go to start cleaning up the statistics.
These include various troubles within the three strongholds.
The three strongholds formed a triangular area with a large plain in the middle, laying a solid foundation for cultivating fields.
Jackson began to organize and arrange manpower to go to the wasteland to reclaim the wasteland. As long as those who were willing to reclaim the cleared wasteland, each person could get at least a piece of land the size of a football field.
Some of the most important ones even own large tracts of land.
These people only need to pay half of their crops for five years and can live well here.
Lu Sheng returned to Cyril City alone.
Start the next stage of retreat in the fortress.
The Black Knight's armor set can no longer be used, so he can only switch to the White Knight's high recovery set.
However, the White Knight's equipment can only be transferred to the arm armor and leg armor at most. There are no special additional abilities.
So after Lu Sheng felt that his body had completely adapted to the intensity again, he began to retreat again, preparing to improve his strength.
The eleventh stage assassination punch is no longer enough.
In the previous experience of pain, when he killed the big guy, if the black knight armor hadn't been there, Lu Sheng would have definitely suffered a loss.
This made him even more dissatisfied with himself.
Sitting cross-legged in a single training room.
Lu Sheng looked straight at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror opposite. His face was calm, without sadness or joy.
Surrounded by various training equipment and training devices of the Phantom Fist Sect.
There is a neat row of weapon racks placed on the right wall, including swords and war hammers.
"The stronghold is safe for the time being, but I need more manpower, more strength and strength to guard the territory."
"And the contact with the church." Lu Sheng felt speechless when he thought of this.
The representative of the Isis Church sent someone to contact him very early.