Chapter 171 Dragon Bird's Mysterious Ally

There was a roar of explosion outside the North Railway Station, like countless dull thunders overlapping, and the flashing electric light illuminated the glass curtain wall.

Lu Buer pushed the cart and strode forward. The inspectors who swarmed in from the exit could easily find his abnormality, so they shot at him without saying a word, but the bullets were blown away when they were about to hit him.

That was because the strong electromagnetic field formed by the scattered flowers was protecting him.

Invulnerable to swords and guns.

At this moment, two inspectors came from both sides with high-voltage electric batons.

But when the electric batons hit his head, there was a muffled sound.

It seemed that something was broken.

But it was not Lu Buer's head that was broken.

It was the electric batons of the inspectors.

Lu Buer glanced at them and frowned slightly.

Because he could feel that these inspectors had more or less dark matter flowing in their bodies, probably transplanted with the flesh and blood of the White Walkers, and gained more powerful power.

Now he already knows that the so-called cheat he got is actually the path to godhood of a supreme god, a process of the god gradually completing himself.

This process is mainly divided into two steps.

Dark body.

Dark numerology.

After the secret of the holy mountain was leaked, a very small number of people mastered the dark numerology, and recently someone else mastered the dark body.

This group of people are complacent because they have mastered the power.

Little do they know that they are just making wedding clothes for others.

It's really sad.

This world has been transformed into a livestock farm by the God of Origin. These lost lambs don't know that they are about to face the fate of being slaughtered by the gods, losing everything they have gained with the power of dark matter, and once again becoming the most humble they once were.

It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's hard to go from luxury to frugality.

That will ruin a person.

At this point, only Lu Buer can save them!

Therefore, Lu Buer grabbed the foreheads of the two inspectors and absorbed all the dark matter in their bodies, watching them fall to the ground like snakes with their spines pulled out.

This is his way of salvation.

"You will be harvested by others anyway. It is better to be harvested by me than by God. I will beat you back to your original form before you have time to enjoy the pleasure brought by power, so that you will not have a psychological gap, right?" Lu Buer endured the storm of bullets, put his hands together and prayed for them, thinking that he was indeed the most compassionate person in the world.

Not only compassionate, but also glorious and great.

At the age of 18, he has the determination to bear the curse for the whole world!

It's so fucking great!

Dark matter is hell.

"Don't thank me, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

Lu Buer felt this dark matter, which was not qualified to be integrated into his body at all, but was transformed into black crystal by the seed of the gods and spit out.

He was just about to leave when he was grabbed by the ankle.

The two inspectors grabbed him tightly and wanted to drag him to death here.

"As expected, beasts are beasts."

Lu Buer shot them to the King of Hell with two shots.

The inspectors found that hot weapons were ineffective against this man, so they were ready for close combat. As a result, just when they were about to rush forward, they heard a dull rolling thunder, and then they were engulfed by the terrifying lightning.

A thunderous sound cleared the field, and only charred broken limbs and debris were left in the corridor.

Lu Buer would not have any mercy on these people. Without exception, they accepted the gift from God and betrayed the camp they once belonged to.

And God is his enemy.

The only remaining inspector was trembling next to the trash can. Just when he was about to take out the intercom to call his companions, he was stabbed in the throat by a dagger.

Someone pulled out a dagger and watched him fall coldly.

Lu Buer suddenly turned around and drew his gun, but saw the tall and slender figure in the corner of the corridor and was slightly stunned.

The man was also stunned when he saw him.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Buer was stunned for a moment.

After two and a half months of not seeing each other, Qiangwei was much thinner than before, and the charm that once showed in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was gone, leaving only a touch of sharpness and competence, especially the slightly cold long windbreaker, which set off her temperament with a kind of atmosphere of strangers not allowed in.

"We guessed that you would probably come back by train. Damon will be responsible for guarding the South Station, and I will be responsible for guarding the North Station. I just heard an explosion here, so I came to take a look."

She strode over, and she was not in the mood to bicker as before: "You dare to act so arrogantly at this time, I guessed it was you. We don't believe you are dead, because the commander said that you will survive no matter what."

Lu Buer sensed her current life fluctuations, and she has reached the level of the third victory realm. It seems that she has indeed grown a lot.

"There is an underground escape passage here, I will take you out."

Qiangwei didn't say much nonsense, and it seemed that she planned to leave as soon as possible.

Lu Buer didn't move.

Qiangwei pulled him, but didn't pull him.

There was some confusion in her eyes.

In her opinion, the sky fell after the boss died.

This city has been controlled by the enemy, and they will be hunted wherever they go, so they must escape no matter what. The next step is to do their best to gain experience and promotion, and then come back for revenge after their strength has fully grown.

Of course, she knows her talent.

It may not be enough.

Damon is even worse than her.

Therefore, if he wants revenge, he can only rely on Lu Buer.

So no matter what, he must protect this boy.

He must be protected even if he dies.

"I know what you mean. Although it is said that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, how could I wait so long? If I have a grudge, I usually take it on the spot. Besides, you don't have to look so bitter and resentful, because... I brought him back." Lu Buer pulled off the black cloth on the cart, revealing the noble golden coffin.

"Ah?"

Rose blinked her beautiful eyes and was stunned.

Of course she smelled the mysterious and ethereal fragrance.

It was just that the amount of information was too much for a moment, and she was a little bit unbelievable.

"You mean, the commander... is inside?"

Her red lips moved slightly.

"Well, I tried to revive him, but failed. However, it can't be considered a failure. When I carried him up the mountain, his whole body turned into charcoal, but now his body has recovered as before, but he can't wake up." Lu Buer knew that she couldn't believe it, so he pulled her hand and pressed it on the coffin lid so that she could feel it carefully.

For Qiangwei, these few short seconds were particularly long. She had only had a similar feeling once in her life, when that person rescued her from the small dark room, the seal of darkness was gradually lifted, and light seeped out from the crack of the door little by little.

At that time, she had only one thought in her mind.

I hope this is not a dream.

This time, it's the same.

When the ear is close to the coffin lid.

Long breathing sounded in the silence.

There is also a faint heartbeat.

At that moment, Qiangwei covered her red lips in surprise and took a few steps back.

Tears burst out.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't really wake him up."

Lu Buer knew the importance of that man to her.

If Longque hadn't changed her life, she would probably still be working hard for others day and night in that dark room.

She would never be free.

"You've done a good job."

Qiangwei finally believed that all this was true. She smiled with tears in her eyes. Her first reaction was to look at the boy with some pity, and her voice became soft: "You have suffered a lot in the past two and a half months, right?"

Before Lu Buer could say anything, she hugged him.

"Thank you."

She paused: "Thank you for coming back alive."

Lu Buer felt her warmth and softness, and smiled silently: "It's okay to suffer, but I just think it's very troublesome. I have to carry a big coffin wherever I go. It's too conspicuous. But I'm a little worried about putting it somewhere else. When I was driving along the way, I was worried that a little thief would steal it. I was terrified."

Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years.

He had been stolen ten yuan when he was riding the bus before.

Since then, he always holds his pocket tightly when he gets on the bus.

But even so, he is always worried.

"It's okay, I'll be your driver."

Qiangwei pursed her red lips: "I'll be your driver for life."

"Bah, bah, bah, don't be such a bad mouth, won't this guy never wake up in his life? No, let him get up quickly. Although I like to kill beasts, there are too many beasts in this world. Without him, how long will I have to kill them alone?" Lu Buer pushed the cart and walked out of the exit slowly, and the sound of sirens echoed outside.

"It's good for you to know that this city has been completely controlled by the Chuangsheng Clan, and their people are everywhere outside. Fortunately, the commander anticipated this situation in advance and told us to hide ourselves, otherwise we might have been caught now." Qiangwei was a little nervous for a while, and subconsciously grabbed the handle of the cart, fearing that the young man would get into trouble.

"Did Longque predict it?"

Lu Buer was a little surprised: "How did he know?"

"Hmm."

Qiangwei thought for a while: "The commander mentioned that there was an insider in Babel Tower! During the investigation of Linhai City, the commander has been cooperating with that person."

Lu Buer narrowed his eyes and thought carefully for a moment.

Who could this person be?

He suddenly thought of the experience in the Chen family's ancestral home.

And the diary.

Could it be...Chen Jing?

The red-haired woman who hid very deeply appeared in his mind.

"Let's go."

Qiangwei pushed him and ran towards the underground passage.

"You are getting stupider and stupider, woman. Use your little brain. What kind of rotten fish and shrimp is worthy of me escaping?" Lu Buer rolled his eyes.

The sirens outside the train station echoed endlessly.

But no surveillance rushed in again.

Qiangwei was surprised: "Do you have reinforcements?"

Lu Buer shrugged: "Not really, do you have any money? Take me to have a midnight snack later, I want to eat braised pork elbow and roasted lamb leg, do you hear me?"

Qiangwei didn't say anything.

Or rather, she couldn't say anything at all.

It was hard to imagine what kind of existence was standing at the entrance of the train station.

It looked like a scorching ghost that had been recorded in the White Walker Atlas, with a pair of hideous horns on its head, a grim face like a demon from hell, and its whole body was covered with armor-like hardness, with sharp thorns and huge black wings on its back.

It seemed that a scorching thunderstorm was brewing in his burly body, and thousands of violent arcs flowed out from the gaps in the thorns, like azure flames.

Under the illumination of the lightning, the demons seemed to have divine nature.

No, that's not right.

What really made Him look divine was not just the lightning.

But the eyes on His forehead that looked like blood-red vertical pupils.

Noble.

Graceful.

Like the eyes of a god.

Overlooking the world!

He walked on the platform full of corpses, like a thunder god from ancient times, dragging a black wooden sword in his right hand, the blade slashed across the ground, sparks flying.

The lights flickered wildly.

Electric sparks burst.

The only one who survived was Director Charles. At this moment, he was covered in blood and had burnt wounds from lightning. He rolled and crawled into the car, muttering: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could a White Walker master numerology? And use spells? Even have a soul blade? Did he make materials from his own kind?"

"Hahaha, I must be seeing things! That's not a White Walker. How can there be eyes on the forehead of a Blazing Ghost? This must be Kamen Rider! Kamen Rider has traveled through time!"

He spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"This is my dark matter body. I call him the God of War."

Lu Buer shrugged: "He has all the abilities I have. In a sense, he is actually stronger than my original body. Since I have a dark matter body, I am too lazy to fight myself. Unless I encounter a fifth-level existence, we have to fight together."

In fact, he didn't say something.

Mainly because he was afraid of scaring his good daughter.

That is, this thing is also a god in theory.

An incomplete god.

He will have the abilities that God has sooner or later.

If it weren't for this dark matter, he really couldn't revive that guy.

Speaking of this, his parents are really something.

They fooled him when leaving a message.

They made him think that the price paid for the creation ceremony was very high.

Facts have proved that there is no price at all.

Lu Buer is still alive and kicking.

"A group of stinky rats in the gutter want to encircle and suppress me. What are they thinking?" Lu Buer can kill the enemy with just the God of War. He doesn't even need to do it himself. At present, he has almost no opponents in the same level. If you want to threaten him, you must be two levels higher than him. Even so, you can't guarantee to kill him one-on-one.

After all, he still has the secret blood.

If you really can't beat him, just think of a way to escape.

Wait until you upgrade and then kill him back.

Of course, he knows very well that those who come now are just the vanguard.

If Charles and his team fail, there will be people who will come to encircle and kill him later.

At this moment, the wind outside the train station suddenly became cold, and a rusty iron coffin in the square was suddenly lifted up, and a dry hand stretched out.

There are two more chapters today. I felt a little uncomfortable last night and fell asleep directly...