A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 137

The parting letter has been left.

Apart from not repaying the Archbishop of Canterbury, Lu Li only had one unfulfilled wish, which was to rescue his old friend, Officer Wensley, and let him end his sleep in the Ark of Eternity.

As for changing the cannibalistic society, it can be left to Zhou Tian. The church should not object. At least Lu Li will write a letter and state some facts to His Excellency the Archbishop.

I believe, he also knows that the world has become so weird, absurd, and bloody, all because there are too many unfortunate poor people, and the fog is like a monster that eats people and does not spit bones, devouring one fresh life after another, continuously producing negative emotions.

If we want the disaster to pass as soon as possible and no terrorist incidents of this scale will occur in the future, we can only do our best to make everyone live a happy life, not to mention the high welfare provided by the government, at least to make the distribution method reasonable.

After all, the two industrial revolutions have brought about a rapid development of productivity. Five people can make enough bread for a thousand people, one person can make enough cotton for 250 people, and enough shoes for a thousand people, but The lives of ordinary people have not only not improved, but have become poorer.

As long as you have good intentions and hope that the world will be better, you must admit that it is inherently cruel to tolerate such a failed system to continue to exist.

As for who will carry out the reorganization and who will be the new management, Lu Li doesn't care.

Negotiation and compromise.

This is something that Lu Li can foresee, because the corruption cannot be completely eliminated at once, and there is not much time left for the actors. They can only help to get a good start.

Anyway, no matter what changes, as long as it can be changed, it will definitely be better than the current pattern—

The whole country is like the western and eastern districts of the fog city. The western district is debauched and decadent, while the eastern district on the other side is frail and sickly, and even enough to eat is a luxury.

"After meeting with Du Quan, the two of you will return to the world, deal with everything and come back."

Lu Li glanced ahead and made a rough estimate in his mind. Keeping the current speed, he would reach Chiswell Street in about one minute.

Therefore, he made a rare joke, "It's just that whether we can see us at that time will have to be discussed."

In fact, it was telling the truth in a joking tone.

The world is impermanent, and Lu Li can't guarantee that he can hold on until we meet again.

And Boss Zhou also knew the situation and said solemnly:

"How to get back? Over time, the nodes in that place will gradually close."

"Find an empty ghost."

Lu Li had no better way, so he could only suggest that he try the method he used before.

Hearing this, Zhou Tian nodded.

Act separately.

This is the safest method known so far, because the inverse world is indeed dangerous as imagined, especially when there is a lot of green in sight!

During the conversation, the two came to Chidswell Street. As far as the eye could see, there were towering green plants. Among all the people who entered the venue, only Du Quan had this ability.

Therefore, Boss Zhou threw down the spoils in his hand, fanned his dragon wings and rushed into the battle group.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Li also rushed in, because this place is closely related to the half of the lost soul of Police Officer Wensley, and there is absolutely no room for loss.

Dark and deep.

After entering the confined space composed of trees, Lu Li heard bursts of explosions, the echoes were extremely violent, and there were also hot air waves blowing towards him.

Ahead, an incorporeal long knife was emitting flames, but it did not hurt the surrounding trees in the slightest. Only the core area where the battle broke out was reflected as purgatory.

Zhou Tian didn't care about the flames. He looked straight at Du Quan. At this moment, he was protecting a comatose person lying on the ground.

Judging from the clothes, it is undoubtedly Duke.

Therefore, Lu Li's entire face immediately turned gloomy, and he almost lost his staff.

Gu Xiang "Finally waiting for you."

Pan Ming was relieved, and while waving the elemental knife, he paid attention to what was behind him.

I don't know when it started, Duke, a seriously wounded man, became the enemy's main target of care. In desperation, Du Quan could only act as a full-time assistant, turning around to protect Duke and letting Pan Ming block the two with one.

Frankly speaking, if Lu Li came a little later, the two of them would also have to kneel in the hands of that crazy woman.

Because it is difficult for Pan Ming to cause any substantial damage to the other party, that Miss Meacham can use a teleportation technique similar to teleportation. The reason why it is described as similar is that she can not only transfer herself, but also transfer Damage transfer.

If it weren't for the opponent's attack method, it wasn't too difficult, and it wouldn't last long.

But with the arrival of Lu Li, the crisis was lifted immediately, and the Sword of Sadhu was designed to restrain all bells and whistles.

In fact, before the remodeling of Jianguai, Lu Li wanted a weapon that could break the seal because he ran into a wall in a cafe.

As the sword shadow passed by, a head flew high.

In order to end this farce early, Lu Li chose the most efficient method.

"If I hadn't seen a real troublesome existence, I'd probably have the illusion of going against the world."

His thoughts were interrupted by a roar.

Like a devil, Wensley let out a roar like a beast. Before he could come out of his sorrow and attack the surroundings, Lu Li knocked him to the ground with the body of his staff.

"He will save you from the fowler's snare and the poisonous plague."

"He shall cover you with his feathers; you shall take refuge under his wings; his truth is a shield great and small."

In order not to hurt Wensley in reality, Lu Li chose a more gentle approach.

After all, the culprit who caused the split of the soul is currently in a very poor state, with the corpse separated, and there is not much energy left to maintain this technique.

Curse, endless cursing.

These voices echoed in everyone's ears, but unfortunately, no one cared~www.mtlnovel.com~ Maybe once Lu Li sympathized with Miss Meacham, but since she shot Duke and caused the death of the giant Wade Lowe, this kind of Emotions are killed.

Time passed slowly.

The cursing sound became smaller and smaller, and the strange Wensley turned into an extremely pale soul body, which was condensed into a transparent sphere under the protection of the shield of holy light.

"When the time comes, you can take this to St. Paul's Cathedral, and the Archbishop of Canterbury will take care of the follow-up."

"Yeah." Zhou Tian nodded.

In this way, Lu Li has nothing to worry about.

The rest is to deal with Miss Meacham. Her power composition is rather peculiar. It is formed by a series of obsessions. Even if her head is cut off by a sword with a breaking attribute, she is still not dead.

Despair, resentment...

On the head that left his neck, there were a pair of eyes staring straight at Lu Li.

Immediately after, a shoe stepped on her back, and Pan Ming raised his flaming sword and stabbed it.

Again and again.

From the beginning to the end, the separated head did not express any remorse, and there was only endless resentment in its eyes. Even if it appeared calm, the hatred could be expressed in silence.

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