Chapter 558: A Sword and a Thousand Miles (the beginning of the month)
Cheng Lin's calm voice still echoed in his mind, and Andre instinctively sneered at his words at first. When he thought about it, even if the other party was really powerful, after all, he was only on the same level as himself.
Although so far, he has not yet found out from the opponent's ability which ninth-grade person he is in the world, there is no doubt that the highest level in the world is only the peak ninth-grade. Even if the other party's methods are a bit weird,
That's all.
Yes, that's all!
Everyone is at the same level, so who can really do anything to the other? At most, it's just a small loss. Just like the blow just now, it looked like Andre was dripping with blood, but in fact, it was just a skin injury.
Even Andre himself didn't have the confidence to kill Cheng Lin, and his only intention was to defeat him.
And now, this mysterious enemy who has hidden his true appearance actually speaks in such a frivolous tone, as if... it was just a warm-up and he was about to get serious next time. How could this not make Andre laugh?
But!
Just when his sneer had just reached the corner of his mouth, and before he could raise it, he saw the other party gently raise his right hand. Immediately, the hand wearing a dark leather glove slowly unfolded, with the palm facing down.
, a black, ordinary-looking iron sword appeared, with the hilt downwards and the blade pointing to the ground, slowly rotating.
Its appearance is not special, it is even a bit ugly, but it looks like it matches the opponent very well. It is grey, and the dark black sword has a straight red line like a blood groove. During the rotation, in the gap of thunder and lightning,
, will reflect the obscure, yet touching light!
However, what really moved him was the heart-stopping murderous intent conveyed by that sword!
At this moment, Andre's eyes suddenly blurred, and he caught a glimpse of a strange scene:
It was on a vast and boundless land, with endless mountains and rivers, dense clouds, and heavy snowfall. On the vast land, vague corpses piled up like mountains. He couldn't see clearly the appearance and physical signs of the corpses, but he was heartbroken by the number.
Horrified, corpses almost covered the ground, piled up the mountains, and dyed the river red. The bloody smell rose into the sky, and the flying snow in the sky seemed to turn red.
The world was in deathly silence, as if all life was cut off, and all life was dead. On the vast land, in the snow, there was only a silhouette walking lonely and desolately!
This scene only lasted for a few seconds and then slowly faded away, leaving only the figure and the mysterious man in front of him perfectly overlapping each other.
A flash of confusion flashed in Andre's eyes, followed immediately by endless horror!
As the world's top powerhouse, a monk standing at the pinnacle of the ninth level, although he did not climb to the ninth level from the perception system, after entering this realm, he has somewhat touched the extraordinary hidden in the starry sky, and his spirit occasionally
Got some kind of dream-like revelation.
At this moment, he was extremely sure of what the scene he had glimpsed symbolized!
And this image is obviously closely related to this mysterious man!
However, before he had time to think about it, Andre was brought back to reality by the strange movement ahead.
…
"Amplification."
Where the rain and wind blew, Cheng Lin lowered his head and stared at He Jian, whispering softly. Immediately, an invisible force fell on the sword, and He Jian immediately trembled involuntarily, as if it had been activated!
The sword body suspended in the air made a dull cry, as if thousands of souls were screaming. The rainwater washed over the black sword body, and it was shattered and fell. The remaining rainwater flowed down along the blood groove.
Washed out a faint red.
"Buzz!"
He Jian trembled.
The heavy rain stopped for a moment at the same time!
The ground on the platform was full of water, and countless water droplets bounced up, like a drum filled with water that was hit hard with a heavy hammer!
Not far away, Andre just woke up from his hallucination when the sound of a sword made his heart beat wildly.
"Buzz!"
He Jian trembled again, and the thick clouds 10,000 meters high in the sky trembled with it, and countless accumulated rainwater was shaken down. The already pouring rain actually became a few minutes heavier, with bursts of thunder, as powerful as a prison!
"Buzz!"
When the He Jian shook for the third time, Andre felt the ground beneath his feet shaking slightly, and the whirlwind suddenly stopped.
An indescribable terror rose from the depths of his heart. It was the sense of danger belonging to a ninth-level expert. The sword had not been slashed out yet, but it only sounded three times, and Andre instinctively felt fear!
"this……"
He gritted his teeth and tried to suppress the fear in his heart, but his hands were shaking unconsciously.
There was a voice in his heart that seemed to be yelling in his ears, and he realized almost instantly that no matter what, he couldn't take the opponent's sword!
In the storm, Andre's expression changed drastically, sometimes angry, sometimes resolute, sometimes struggling, sometimes calm. Finally, at the moment when Cheng Lin reached out to grasp the hilt of the He sword, Andre put down the nine
Pin's reserve, he roared angrily and turned around to run away!
Yes!
He clearly felt that if he took the sword forcefully, he would lose half his life even if he did not die!
"How is it possible? How is it possible? He is also at the ninth level, how come... unless... unless he is not only at the ninth level, but higher..."
Thoughts flickered in Andre's mind, and an incredible idea emerged. However, he had no time to think about it, and just wanted to stay away. But just as he was about to turn around, a voice sounded in his heart:
"Confinement!"
The voice was very weak, yet powerful, neither urgent nor slow, yet unquestionable.
Then, Andre was shocked to find that he was imprisoned in place by an invisible force, unable to escape. It was a force beyond his perception, and he didn't know where it came from. It was as if the will of the world ordered him to stop where he was.
land.
Andre felt despair, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he turned around again. All the expressions on his face faded away one by one, and finally turned into complete calm.
Since he could no longer escape, he could only try his best to block the sword.
…
Under the clouds, several aircraft suspended in mid-air faithfully recorded the scene happening below.
and transmit the signal to the rear.
base.
Dr. Harman and others stared at the screen blankly. Because of the wind and rain, they could not see the details clearly, so they had no way of knowing the situation of the battle. They only saw the "mysterious man" appearing, and then seemed to take out a weapon, and Ender
Lie Ze stood there without moving.
This scene was so ordinary that no one could see the danger in it.
Even in the United Nations conference hall further back, not many people realized that the war situation had become clear.
There are only a handful of high-level experts who watched this scene through the live broadcast. The seventh-level, eighth-level, and even the ninth-level players who came after hearing the news and pulled up the video signal through special channels were only vaguely aware of the ninth-level players who were watching the battle from all over the world.
What arrived.
"There seems to be something wrong..."
"Andre's condition isn't quite right, but I can't tell what's wrong."
"The man attacked!"
In the video transmission screen with almost no delay, the top experts from all over the world only saw Cheng Lin gently holding the hilt of the sword, then slowly raising it towards Andre, and swiping lightly.
And Andre also "didn't hide or avoid". The wind and clouds roared around him, and the electric light flashed. He raised his arms and put them in an X shape on his chest. The sleeves were torn, revealing Andre's
Two silver-white alloy arm guards. At this moment, the complex patterns on the surface of the arm guards have all lit up. Many high-level monks took a breath when they saw this armor.
They knew that this arm guard was priceless, and it was one of Andre's personal top-notch protective weapons. It was a super weapon that could withstand a blow of the same level without being damaged.
"He doesn't fight back? He just resists?"
"Perhaps you plan to frustrate the other party's energy in this way?"
"What is Andre thinking? He...ah!"
People were talking and confused, but the next second, whether it was the conference hall where hundreds of national representatives gathered, or the thousands of people at the "frontline" base, or the people who were scattered around the world and witnessed this scene through special channels
The monks' eyes widened and they almost jumped up from their seats!
All I saw was that in the picture, Cheng Lin slashed down with a light sword. The sky and the earth suddenly brightened up, as if the red sun was coming. A sword energy that penetrated the sky and the earth was like a huge wave, heading forward and crashing down!
Under the light of this sword, the burly Andre actually looked small and humble!
His body was as if it had been hit head-on by a train, running backwards. However, his feet stuck to the ground so hard that he plowed two ravines with his legs!
The sword light didn't stop, and so did Andre's figure!
His figure flew away quickly, flying backwards along the long rail. Along the way, the hard rails broke apart and flew to the left and right. The deeply buried stones were lifted up, revealing black and yellow, moist soil!
retreat!
retreat!
retreat!
100 meters!
km!
Thousands of meters!
…
The aircraft hovering at high altitude adjusted the lens according to the set capture target, so people saw the broadcast picture constantly chasing Andre and flying backwards.
From the fertile soil city gate, all the way back, along the long railway track, through the endless grassland, like a racing car speeding in the wilderness, or an angry bull... running... and running...
At this moment, time seemed to be stretched out, and the distance seemed to be infinitely far away. I don't know how long it took, and finally, the remaining power of the sword light completely dissipated.
Andre also stopped.
…
In the wind.
On the green prairie.
Andre still kept his arms crossed, but his whole body was in a mess, his face was as pale as paper, thick blood slowly dripped from the corners of his mouth, his shoes had long been broken, and his feet were bloody and bloody. If it hadn't been for the ninth-level guardian
His body, even if his legs were made of alloy, would probably be worn away.
His eyes were bloodshot and unfocused. On his crossed arms, the silver-white armguards had long been dull and covered with countless cracks. He coughed, and the "artifact" protective gear collapsed.
It turned into countless dust.
A few meters away.
Dr. Harman opened his mouth wide and stared at Andre, who was a few steps away, as if he had seen a ghost. Beside him, representatives from major organizations, thousands of "hostages" and base soldiers seemed to have been immobilized.
Curse, looking at Andre in disbelief, he couldn't believe his eyes!
With one sword strike, the mysterious monk slashed Andre back from the fertile soil to the base!
Dead silence!
Dead silence!
There was no sound from the base of thousands of people, only the slowly blowing wind, indicating that time was still passing.
"Plop!"
Andre's knees softened, he knelt on the ground, and supported his body with trembling, blood-stained hands. At this moment, he was almost exhausted, and the strength in his body had completely dried up, as if the wind was stronger.
It can knock him down.
Fortunately, he finally blocked the sword and survived, but he knew clearly that this was not because he was strong enough, but because the other party had withdrawn some strength at the critical moment, or rather, the reason why he was "just right"
Returning to the base, returning to the original place, this is what the other party did deliberately.
"Ahem."
After spitting out a mouthful of bruised blood, Andre finally took a breath. His lips trembled and he looked far ahead, looking at the mysterious figure thousands of miles away: "Who...are you...?"
There was silence for two seconds, and a voice from far away echoed in the hearts of thousands of people present:
"Me? I'm...Cheng Lin."
ps: Everyone must eat on time and nourish their stomachs. As I finished writing this chapter, I went to the bathroom and vomited for a while. I guess it was because I had not eaten regularly in the past two days and my stomach was acting weird again...