Final Priesthood Chapter 385

Chapter 385 The wind blows, the damaged legendary level

Lu Yuan took action with all his strength.

The high-frequency oscillating muscles in King Ming's body rhymed like mountains, and flowers of flesh and blood bloomed.

In a daze, Lu Yuan felt as if he was about to break through some shackles and grasp some invisible thread.

 The immortal magic mountain blessed his body, and an unprecedented power hung down from the void.

The gray-white giant ax made a strange trembling sound.

The **** ax light inspired by the ax blade had a pure black brilliance for no apparent reason.

The two rays of light were superimposed together and penetrated the distance in an instant. With a "swish", they passed by the body of the All-Thousand Holy Angel who was chanting loudly and casting spells and seals.

"Forehead"

 In an instant, the voice in the mouth of the All Saints' Messenger stopped abruptly, and the movements of his hands also froze.

He raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan with a steady expression, his strange face seemed to be full of surprise and disbelief.

 The next second.

A spiderweb-like black crack appeared on the body part slanting upward from his chest, and then quickly shattered like broken porcelain.

Lu Yuan raised his hand, and with invisible force, the black crystal ball that was gradually dimming in mid-air flew over and was caught in his hand.

Lu Yuan looked at the black crystal ball in his hand casually, but his eyes were filled with strange light, and he was still recalling the feeling when he just made the axe.

 “Realm of Miracles.”

Lu Yuan was very convinced that he had just touched the "miracle field" again.

 It is precisely with the blessing of the mysterious power of the "Miracle Realm" that that ax can kill the All Saints Angel so cleanly.

The body of the Saint of All Saints exhibits an effect similar to the cracking of porcelain, which is also caused by the drooping of the power of the "miracle field".

“Every touch brings me deeper and deeper into this realm. It feels like it won't be long before I can fully enter this realm.”

Lu Yuan thought in his heart.

　　After taking care of the All Saints Angel, he looked up casually and caught a glimpse of a figure in his field of vision quickly flying towards the distance and escaping.

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, powerful power surged, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed and exploded, and his huge body suddenly rose up.

 “Almost forgot. There's another one.”

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The Eleventh Throne's entire body was shrouded in rich platinum light, flying over the top of the primeval jungle like a meteor.

His eyes were solemn and his expression was moving and solemn. His whole person was like a frightened bird, fleeing forward quickly.

  The expensive watch studded with diamonds worn on the wrist of the Eleventh Throne made a warning sound.

He heard the sound and looked up, seeing a faint white light appearing in his field of vision, heading towards him.

 That was the shuttle that came to pick him up.

 Seeing the shadow of the shuttle appear, the Eleventh Throne's eyes relaxed a little.

 But at this moment.

 “Boom!”

A huge explosion suddenly sounded beneath him, and a terrifying aura like a volcanic eruption surged upwards. A large thick shadow quickly rose up, blocking the skylight, and instantly covered the figure of the Eleventh Throne.

 “Damn it!”

 The expression behind the platinum mask of the Eleventh Throne suddenly changed drastically.

He had almost no hesitation. The platinum light around his body was strong, and a strong blood energy suddenly rose from under his skin.

With the outflow of blood, his whole body suddenly swelled.

The speed suddenly increased and he rushed forward quickly.

But he is fast, and there is something faster than him.

 At the moment when the shadow rises, a flash of light hangs from the sky.

Like cutting brittle paper, it easily cuts through the layers of platinum light surrounding the Eleventh Throne.

 The final blow came down

 “Boom!”

 The Eleventh Throne felt like it was struck by lightning, the platinum mask fell off its face, and a mouthful of blood spat out from its mouth.

With a horrified expression, just when he was about to use this force to run away, several huge palms came over him like dark clouds.

 “Kakaka—”

Several big hands crushed the last thin layer of protective energy on the Eleventh Throne's body, and the terrifying power attached to the hands pinched the Eleventh Throne's bones and made a loud noise.

The Eleventh Throne felt like a balloon that was about to burst. The overwhelming force squeezed the turbid blood in his chest and he almost fainted.

Soon, he felt a cold gaze falling on his face.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and faced a pair of cold eyes with blood-colored pupils rotating like flowers.

The owner of those eyes has his back to the sun, looking down at the Eleventh Throne.

“I have admired the Mosaic religion for a long time, but I am in need of someone to recommend me.

 What are you doing walking so fast?

 Is it difficult?”

The man paused for a moment, suddenly grinned, showing a pair of neat white teeth, and whispered: "Are you still afraid that I can eat you?"

The Eleventh Throne was unable to move. He was suppressed by the fierce and domineering aura so close at hand, as majestic and terrifying as a mountain roaring and a tsunami. His whole body tensed up instantly, his eyes widened, and he couldn't say a single word "uh uh uh" in his mouth. Not coming out.

 The heavy mechanical door slowly opened to both sides.

 Behind the gate, there were three figures standing.

The leader is wearing a military uniform, with slightly white temples. He is not angry and has authority, and his gestures have the bearing of a powerful person.

The other two people were like his personal guards, following him step by step without much expression on their faces.

A group of men in military uniforms walked in from behind the gate, and someone immediately rushed to greet them, calling them "General" in a low and respectful voice.

The latter nodded slightly and walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back.

“Lord Thor knew that the admiral was coming, so he had been waiting for the admiral in the practice room early.”

"Um."

The man in military uniform hummed softly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, so he said calmly: "Just pretend that you don't know anything about me coming here today.

 Don't mention it to anyone”

 The receptionist was slightly startled when he heard this, but quickly came to his senses and nodded respectfully.

"yes."

The group of people walked inward along the silver-gray corridor, all the way down.

I don't know how many meters deep into the ground it is.

 Finally, the group stopped in front of a huge black iron door with various dense and complex patterns on its exterior.

The responder reached out and operated in a secret groove on the left side of the black iron gate. Soon, the black iron gate in front of him suddenly opened.

 There is white skylight projected from the gate, it is hard to believe that this is hundreds of meters underground.

An inexplicably numb breeze blew out from the door. The hair tips of the people standing in front of the door were slightly lifted by the breeze.

　　The eyes of the man in military uniforms headed by him lit up imperceptibly.

 “Lord Thor is inside.”

 The responder made a "please" gesture inwards with a respectful look on his face, "Admiral, please come in."

The man in military uniform nodded expressionlessly and said: "Don't let anyone disturb us."

"yes."

After saying that, the man in military uniform walked into the gate with two guards.

The black iron gate slowly closed behind the three people.

The three men in military uniforms came to the gate and immediately discovered that it was a small independent world.

 The whole space is quite vast.

But there is only one high mountain, and on the high mountain stands a gorgeous palace with an ancient style.

 Over the palace, rolling purple thunderclouds were scattered all over.

 A path at the foot leads directly to the ancient palace on the top of the mountain.

The three men in military uniforms walked along the path and soon reached the top of the mountain.

In front of the majestic and gorgeous ancient palace, a tall and majestic figure stood quietly with his back to them. The pores on this figure's body were filled with strong plasma, and lightning was dancing on his body.

His purple hair moved freely in the wind, and his whole body echoed the thunderclouds above his head, just like the thunder **** in myths and legends.

The purple-haired man sensed the arrival of the three men and did not look back. He just said lightly: "Why did you come to see me?"

The man in military uniform walked towards the purple-haired man step by step.

When he was less than ten meters away from the purple-haired man, an evil and mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He and the two close guards beside him, their eyes turned into pure pitch black color at the same time.

 “Nature is a great good thing.”

 “Boom!”

A sudden burst of thunder suddenly "awoke" the receptionist standing in front of the black iron gate.

 When he reacted, he was shocked to find that the black iron door in front of him had been opened from the inside.

 A tall, mighty, purple-haired man with domineering temperament slowly walked out from inside the black iron gate.

 “Lord Totor!”

The receptionists waiting in front of the door hurriedly saluted and said hello.

The purple-haired man nodded slightly and walked out with an indifferent expression.

The receptionist looked at the slowly closing door, a trace of confusion and confusion suddenly appeared on his face.

 “The great man will admiral them”

 “Don't ask what you shouldn't ask.”

　　The purple-haired man's voice sounded faintly, "I'll apply for a memory wipe myself later."

"Yes Yes!"

 The receptionist felt from the man's tone that he was not qualified to be involved in a "big event", and immediately nodded with "sincerity and fear".

The purple-haired man left this secret base without any hindrance.

When he saw the light of day again, he stopped.

The deep purple pupils seemed to be weaving with thunder all the time, with a few mysterious black hints under the golden sunlight.

 He seemed to be having a conversation with others or talking to himself.

“Absorbing another twenty similar life forms, my strength will probably be restored to the peak of the Star Spirit Realm.

 At that time, I can leave this planet and find a suitable planet to devour. At that time, my strength will be restored quickly."

“The identity of this life form is not bad. It is a top-level combat unit with a transcendent status in this force called the Far Star Federation. It can facilitate us to do many things.”

The purple-haired man lowered his head to check a map-like light curtain projected on his wrist, and whispered: "I'll help you recover from your injuries first, then collect materials to repair the spacecraft, and try to re-forge my Demon Soldier."

After speaking, a large amount of thunder plasma spurted out from the purple-haired man's body, and his whole body turned into a purple electric light and quickly rose into the sky, disappearing into the vast sky in an instant.

 On the smoothly flying shuttle.

The mask on the face of the Eleventh Throne of Mosaic Cult has been taken off, revealing a masculine and handsome face.

Paired with his long golden hair like a lion's mane and his majestic and muscular body, he gives people a powerful aura like a natural overlord.

However, the Eleventh Throne, which is like a lion king, seems extremely cramped at this time.

In the sitting position, most of the buttocks are hanging in the air, and the body is always slightly tense.

 “I don't know what to call you?”

Throne Eleven cautiously asked someone sitting on the sofa diagonally opposite him.

He was a young man with a slender figure and handsome features. He had white hair parted in the middle, and his temperament looked calm and distant.

“My surname is Cheng, you can call me Cheng Peng.”

Lu Yuan played with the black crystal ball of the Pantheon in his hand and replied casually.

"Good name."

Throne Eleven complimented him, his eyes flashed slightly, and he guessed that he was secretly investigating Lu Yuan's identity.

It doesn't matter that the journey is far.

His current identity information in Xia Country is cleaner than a blank sheet of paper, and he still uses a small account, which can be traced to someone else.

Lu Yuan studied the black crystal ball in his hand for a long time, and could feel that the black crystal ball seemed to contain many kinds of evil powers.

However, most of the powers of these evil gods have been exhausted, and now there is only one kind left.

 The power of the heart of Quetzalcoatl.

 This power is huge and abundant.

 Lu Yuan could not find a better way to deal with it. After thinking about it, he finally chose to use the simplest and crudest way to extract this power.

The black crystal ball is made of unknown material and is not too hard.

Lu Yuan easily crushed the crystal ball.

Broken black crystals fell from the fingers like ice slag, and countless rich dark cyan brilliance immediately spurted out.

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In an instant, the entire cabin of the shuttle was filled with endless wind.

 This huge hurricane force even affected the operation of the entire shuttle.

The shuttle that was originally flying smoothly began to vibrate violently, as if it was about to fall at any time.

Lu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the dark cyan energy leaking out like a flood in his hand, and took a deep breath.

Soon, the disorderly wind that filled the shuttle cabin and the dark cyan energy that swam around like snakes found their source.

They all gathered towards Luyuan.

 In a short period of time, all the wind and dark cyan energy were sucked up by Lu Yuan.

 This even includes the air in the shuttle cabin itself.

The entire shuttle cabin fell into a brief vacuum state, and the intelligent fresh air system began to speed up its operation, continuously transmitting purified fresh air in.

The Eleventh Throne sitting aside made no movement from beginning to end, but the look of shock in his eyes revealed the emotional fluctuations in his heart at this time.

The method by which the All Saints can freely control the power of different evil gods has shocked him, and it has broken some of his inherent perceptions.

At present, Lu Yuan's overbearing and arrogant way of absorbing the power of the evil **** was something he had never seen or heard of before.

 【Congratulations on obtaining the legendary material (remnant) - Breathing Wind】

  【Do you want to unlock the new career panel? 】

Two information prompts popped up in front of Lu Yuan's eyes.

“Legendary materials blowing in the wind”

  But what does this marked (residual) mean? "

Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown.

He didn't know whether it was because the power of the "Blowing Wind" contained in Quetzalcoatl's heart was incomplete, or because part of it had been consumed by the envoy of all gods before.

 If it's the former, there's nothing to say.

 In the case of the latter, the Messenger of All Saints should really be pulled out and whipped.

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed for a moment before he finally made a decision.

"never mind."

 He temporarily gave up on unlocking a new career panel.

 Incomplete legendary materials will most likely not unlock the legendary career panel.

Maybe if all the energy of this "breathing wind" is absorbed and digested, it will just be stuck at the top of the "extraordinary level" and no longer be able to move forward.

 Just like his current Ganesh panel.

  It's better to keep it for now and wait until the third legendary material is collected to see if the legendary material with the word “(disabled)” can be recognized by the panel.

 Lu Yuan pressed down a ball of dark cyan energy similar to a hurricane in his chest, which was temporarily stored together with the life essence of the Phoenix and the Feather of the Hundred-Eyed Crow.

 Then he raised his head and casually asked the Eleventh Throne beside him.

“Do you understand the so-called power of the Pantheon?”

Hearing Lu Yuan's question, the Eleventh Throne's tall and majestic body trembled slightly, quickly straightened up, and then opened his mouth to answer.

 (End of this chapter)

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