Cheng Lin watched as the barrier shattered and disappeared piece by piece, while a flame like the blazing sun rose in the forest in the distance.
That's what an explosion looks like.
This scene is inexplicably familiar, like...
"Sigil?"
Cheng Lin subconsciously thought of the "talisman". He remembered that when he was in the Ninth Academy, he had a duel with Han Lun, and at the end he threw a "sun" like this. Later, the counselor told him that this was called a talisman.
Seal is an experimental weapon only equipped by a company. It is powerful and rare in quantity.
"It's hard to say..."
Cheng Lin had a vague guess, but he couldn't be sure. After thinking about it, he still controlled "Song Jiang" to cross the forest sea and chase after him. He closed his eyes, condensed his mental power into a bundle, and spread it forward.
The ability "tentacles" are turned on.
After a while, a picture appeared in his mind.
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In the forest.
The fire that exploded from the talisman slowly dissipated.
Although the explosion looks like a "flame", it actually belongs to the category of accumulated collapse of spiritual energy.
Therefore, after they dispersed, all that was left was a mess.
"snort."
About ten meters away from the center of the explosion, the grass was lifted, revealing black soil and roots. A young man in ordinary clothes lay miserably on the ground. The giant tree next to him had been shattered by the explosion.
collapse.
Even the roots of the trees were blasted out obliquely.
After spitting out a mouthful of bruised blood, Han Lun lay weakly on the ground. To his right, the crystal clear dagger fell into the grass, and its light gradually faded.
His clothes were torn, wounds were all over his body, and his frame was sore.
Not far away, a body that was burnt black and completely lifeless fell from the air and fell hard to the ground. He was obviously dead, but the remaining breath on his body still made Han Lun's face turn pale.
By interrogating the casual cultivators in his team, he roughly figured out what happened.
As expected, it was Black who caused trouble in Shu this time.
However, this time the methods are more outrageous. It is said that the leader of the black team is leading the team, waiting for an opportunity to take action to sabotage the exploration operation of the Thirteenth Division.
Han Lun also learned that the black leader was leading an elite team to hide in the dark.
After some analysis and thinking, Han Lun always felt that the other party was likely to attack the envoy group. In order to gain credit, he chased them all the way, but he was walking alone, and his speed was too slow after all.
So I was always half a beat slow along the way.
He had seen elf soldiers patrolling nearby before, and he was curious, so he groped his way towards this direction, but unexpectedly, he suddenly ran into the leader of the man in black who was fleeing.
Logically speaking, considering the opponent's injuries at the time and almost only breathing his last breath, Han Lun could easily win.
But unexpectedly, the opponent came flying in with turbid aura at an extremely fast speed. Although the aura on his body was weak, it was still of the fifth grade.
When he saw someone appearing, he almost instinctively showed his murderous intent.
Han Lun was in a hurry and had no time to react. He just sensed the opponent's fifth-grade aura and the terrifying murderous intention. In order to protect himself, he instinctively used the biggest killing move.
Make a talisman.
The effect... was very good, but it was a pity that he himself did not have time to evacuate and was blown up like this.
"call."
Taking a deep breath, Han Lun's body went limp. He held his groggy head and tried to get up, but it was difficult to do so.
"The injury is a bit serious..."
Sighing, he gave up and lay down in the grass. Looking at the broken body not far away, he was inexplicably shocked.
The other party obviously does not look like a member of the government, let alone an elf, that is, a casual cultivator.
A fifth-grade casual cultivator?
Probably only one...
"Could this be the president of the black organization? Who beat him like this? Could it be that he is from the Thirteenth Division? They have already fought against each other?"
Han Lun held up his groggy brain and thought hard. But the next moment, he suddenly stopped his thoughts and turned his eyes slightly as if aware. Then, his eyes suddenly widened, showing a look of shock.
.
Only seen.
In the vast forest.
A giant several meters tall with a translucent body was striding through the forest.
The giant looked ferocious and strange, like a ghost from hell. He also held an exaggerated sickle in his hand, exuding terrifying mental fluctuations that were no less than those of the fifth-level realm.
The giant quickly stepped into the space swept out by the explosion.
He seemed to glance at the completely lifeless "Guild Master Black" on the ground, and tentatively slashed it with his sickle. After confirming that he was dead, the giant seemed to nodded, and then looked at Han Lun.
The giant's eyes were devoid of any emotion. On the contrary, they seemed to be full of madness and evil.
Just a glance.
This made Han Lun feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was as cold as a cold!
Then, Han Lun watched the giant step forward and came to him. After thinking about it, he actually raised the exaggerated sickle and chopped it off at his head!
Han Lun wanted to resist, but how could he resist after being seriously injured by the explosion?
Besides... the other party is still a strong man equivalent to the fifth grade?
"Am I...going to die?"
One last thought flashed through Han Lun's mind, and then his consciousness sank into boundless darkness.
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Ten seconds later.
Cheng Lin finally arrived here with his tired body.
Although he had already confirmed it through "tentacles" and fighting spirits, he still took a closer look at the dead "Guild Leader Black", hesitated, and then checked his remains to confirm that there was nothing good left...
Then he sighed: "This explosion is too tragic..."
Shaking his head, he walked up to Han Lun, his expression suddenly turned strange.
"Han Lun... it's really him... why is this guy here too? Did he come here with Jiusi, or... came here on leave like me? Tsk tsk, this guy is so explosive..."
Cheng Lin looked amazed.
"With this method of explosion, no matter how beautiful your face is... it will be completely disfigured after just a few blasts, right?"
I couldn't help but complain.
"But this attitude of working hard to repay the money is still worthy of praise."
Cheng Lin still remembered that the last time Han Lun went to his dormitory to apologize and gave himself an "IOU" of 200 contribution points. Cheng Lin said at that time that he wanted him to go to the next projection to get some resources and credit, and exchanged the contribution points.
Pay him back.
But later, after learning that there was only one Shu capital projection in the country, he forgot about it.
Unexpectedly, Han Lun also came after him. Although I don't know how much this guy will get, but I think... 200 contribution points should be stable.
"The prerequisite is that you don't die in the wilderness."
Shrugging his shoulders, Cheng Lin added another sentence in a nonchalant manner.
In order to avoid some trouble, he just controlled the fighting spirit to knock Han Lun unconscious. The action of raising the sickle and slashing it looked fierce, but in fact, it was all fake. It was easy to just let go of a little mental shock.
It knocked him out.
It's just that it's easy to get him knocked unconscious, but you have to find a way to send him back safely later.
It's not a big deal if a person dies...it's not a big deal if no one contributes a little bit...
"Is it easy? I..." sighed a little tiredly.
Cheng Lin rubbed his temples and began to think about handling the battlefield.
His current identity is a "high-level elf clan", but it is not convenient for him to handle this body. Even though this person is an enemy, he is still a human being.
There is an old saying in the Xia Kingdom that people who are not of my race will have different minds.
It shows that vigilance and caution against foreign races exist objectively. As an "elf", if I go back and tell the envoys that I have killed people... Although there is no problem in theory, I am afraid that some people will feel conflicted.
Come on...this is also possible.
"If you think about it this way, Han Lun's appearance is a good thing... Using the identity of an elf to kill a human, even if it is an enemy, will easily cause some unnecessary trouble, but if the person who killed this person is also a human, it is also Terry Si
If you are a person, it will be easier to talk about it.”
"This situation may be for the best."
Cheng Lin doesn't know much about diplomacy, but he also knows that diplomacy is no small matter, especially the exchanges between two races... It is always right to be cautious.
"It's easier for you."
After making up his mind, Cheng Lin glanced at Han Lun who fainted and said.
Then he picked up the two arms he was carrying. They were chopped off by the He sword before, and he had just picked them up.
Just as he was about to throw it down, Cheng Lin suddenly let out a light sigh.
Taking off the clothes on his right arm, an emerald green bracelet appeared in his field of vision.
"What is this? He is actually wearing a bracelet?"
Cheng Lin was a little surprised.
Logically speaking, these days, it is normal for a man to wear a watch, bracelet, bracelet, etc., but wearing a bracelet...
"It's interesting."
Cheng Lin took off the bracelet, held it in his hand, looked at the sun, and saw the fine lines on the surface.
He suddenly remembered the last battle before.
This mysterious man conjures a "shield"-like object out of thin air.
"Could it be that... this is also a storage device similar to the 'initial space'?"