Chapter 282: Shikafujiriki, Renka!

On the rooftop of the Star Technology Building, the golden module that formed the Watcher Lighthouse shattered in the tremor, and a myriad of thunders were faintly pouring out, which was fierce and dazzling.

Everyone at the press conference looked up in horror. The sky was clear and cloudless just now, but now it became overcast. The clouds seemed to be pregnant with a terrifying thunderstorm. A myriad of lightnings fell from the sky, as if the ancient gods were born in a modern city.

"My life is in the sky."

"May my name be holy."

"My country is here."

"My will is fulfilled."

The domineering prayer echoed between heaven and earth.

With the convergence of countless violent arcs, the face of a young man appeared in the sky. His face was arrogant and arrogant, and his pupils were filled with lightning and thunder!

"The second generation of the Holy Monarch Li Xingpan!"

The church staff who hurried to the Star Technology Building raised their heads in shock, feeling the familiar fate, and trembling deeply: "No, that's not right. The fate of the second generation of the Holy Monarch is not like this. This fate is even more crazy and violent. Who is this sacred person?"

Both Secretary Zhou and Mr. Peng recognized this fate.

Because this is Lu Buer's fate.

The difference is that it has been enhanced many times by divine magic!

But the person who came was not that young man.

It was the Holy High Priest...Lianhua!

With a loud bang!

The sky thunder fell to the rooftop, and a woman with black hair like a waterfall walked out of the exploding lightning. The black dress fluttered in the wind, and the porcelain white calves were faintly revealed under the skirt. The graceful high heels seemed to be entangled with thousands of arcs, and they dived deep into the ground.

"Lianhua?"

The two sacred high priests, Suye and Tiansi, raised their cold eyes, showing a rare emotion, and they activated the combat mode without hesitation after being shocked.

It is well known that the sacred high priests are not good at close combat, but in order to deal with certain special situations, they can also transform and show their aggressiveness.

But there is a problem.

The sacred high priests have no fortune.

"You two should save your divine power to dedicate to this world."

Lianhua raised her beautiful eyes with lightning: "Get out of here."

The hands of the high priest Suye were still forming seals, and the delicate fist wrapped in lightning had already broken through the air and hit her chest like a cannon.

It was clearly just a light punch, but there were countless bursts of lightning flashing together, and the deep thunder sound burst out like a dragon roar with terrifying power, blowing the high priest who symbolized holiness away on the spot, without mercy.

Suye smashed into a golden module, but his flesh and blood body made a sound like mechanical shattering, and thick smoke came out of his chest, and a shocking blood hole appeared.

Lianhua retracted his fist, and a sharp sword with holy light pierced through the air and attacked her heart, but it stopped abruptly at the moment of hitting.

Zizi.

Zizi.

The electromagnetic field rotated wildly, and electric sparks flashed.

The brilliant sword stabbed by Tiansi was isolated by the magnetic field and could not move forward.

"You are very weak."

Lianhua looked down and raised her white jade fingers.

Boom!

With the rolling of low thunder, the high priest of Tiansi was hit by countless overlapping electric lights, smashing through the floor like a cannonball and falling to the lower level.

The electric light gushing from Lianhua's fingertips had an extremely terrifying firing rate, just like the scene of a heavy artillery firing was accelerated thousands of times and played in a loop, extremely crazy.

Even the High Priest of Heaven could only cross his hands for passive defense. The divine barrier he had propped up was bombarded with holes, and he didn't even have a chance to get up.

Ten seconds.

Defeated the two sacred high priests.

With a rumble.

A golden airflow emerged.

Lianhua's black hair seemed to be reflected in gold, and her beautiful eyes reflected the shattered lightning. The arrogant look in her eyes seemed familiar.

That was Lu Buer's expression.

This scene was even more terrifying in the eyes of the crowd.

No one knew what this was.

They had only one thought in their minds.

Monster!

The ultimate monster!

Only Zhou Zhuo and Peng Xianzhi understood what was going on. At this moment, even the experienced old men like them couldn't sit still, and they all stood up and stared at the familiar woman.

They knew that woman.

They also knew that numerology.

But when combined, they really didn't recognize it.

"A gifted person."

Zhou Zhuo whispered softly: "What kind of monster is your daughter?"

Peng Xianzhi said expressionlessly: "How should I know?"

What Lianhua did at this moment has set a precedent.

As we all know, the Holy High Priests were originally ordinary people without evolutionary talents, which means that they have no fate and naturally no other system.

This is also the reason why they are not good at single-soldier combat.

If energy is compared to computing power.

If the system of the evolver is compared to the program.

Then both are indispensable.

If you only have computing power, what's the use of it?

Of course, the Holy High Priests are not completely without their own programs, but this kind of artificially processed product is naturally not as good as the essence cultivated by the evolvers with their lives and souls.

The difference is equivalent to the early artificial intelligence compared to the human brain.

But Lianhua broke through this limitation. Based on the divine power left in her body by her boyfriend, she analyzed the extremely domineering numerology and temporarily took it for herself.

There is a consensus in the world of evolvers that no one wants to believe, that is, among all the evolvers of the fourth perfect world from ancient times to the present, Lu Buer is the strongest one.

It is useless to pull the first three generations of sacred monarchs in front of him.

The quality of numerology is so high that it is disgusting.

Lianhua just took advantage of this super high-quality numerology, and then greatly increased it with divine power. The power finally displayed is like now, like the god of thunder descending to the world.

Not only numerology, but also spells.

Lianhua raised her right hand, and the countless holy lights condensed in her hand, materializing a dark wooden sword. The thunder in the sky exploded, brewing a terrifying thunderstorm.

The soul blade also appeared.

Finally, the dark breath spread.

The violent electric current was dyed dark gold.

The alien ghost technique, the immortal body!

"My father is in heaven..."

As if he felt a huge threat, the High Priest Suye, who was almost shut down by the attack, repaired his injuries and released a fierce holy light all over his body. He soared into the sky like a holy spirit, and his posture suspended in the air was like an ancient tree, ready to release a destructive blow.

In the ruins under the rooftop, the High Priest Tiansi also completed the seal in the sound of prayer, and the illusory light also enveloped his body like an ancient tree, releasing a terrifying breath.

In the sky and on the ground, they locked onto Lianhua.

Lianhua, however, held the black wooden sword in his hand and gently fell!

Boom!

The face of the young man gathered in the sky collapsed, and was replaced by a majestic and domineering golden martial god. His body with plasma flowing stood upright, overlooking the city like an ancient giant god. Those who were fortunate enough to witness his true appearance felt deeply fearful and trembling.

It was as if the ancient divine power was mocking the weakness of human civilization.

There was an uproar on the street.

The helicopter swayed and fell.

Drones fell like a rainstorm and landed at the feet of the woman.

Exploded with a loud bang.

Screams of terror rose and fell.

A blood mark appeared on the forehead of the golden god of war.

The fierce golden pupils were looming.

Boom!

The magic of the two high priests, Suye and Tiansi, collapsed, and they trembled and twitched like angels under thunder punishment in the sky, but they did not make any sound in a very strange way.

The golden god of war was looking down on them, as if the ancient demon was holding two holy angels, and the situation between hell and heaven had reversed.

This god of war was dominating the whole city, but the pair of eyes flowing with electric light reflected the indifferent face of Lianhua, full of majesty.

Lianhua glanced at the sky and turned around with a wooden sword.

"Get out of the way."

Su Shi heard a cold voice behind him.

He turned around without hesitation and threw down the girls behind him.

A black wooden sword wrapped with electric arcs whizzed past.

Snap!

Finally, he was tightly clamped by the Pope's hands.

"What a monster."

The Pope, who had been watching the battle coldly from beginning to end, finally sighed, but the slightly trembling pupils under his glasses revealed that he was not calm at the moment.

The situation has changed dramatically. I thought that relying on the Pope's own hard power, plus the assistance of the two holy high priests, he could temporarily hold back the seriously injured Medanzo.

But I didn't expect that Lianhua would break through the shackles of the holy high priests, and showed unprecedented terrifying power, subverting everyone's cognition.

Even the Pope didn't expect that there would be such an operation in the world.

At this moment, he was secretly shocked.

The wooden sword wrapped in lightning was purely manifested by divine power. He felt that what he was holding was not a sword, but a huge thunder that fell from the sky, trying to penetrate his heart as if it had the power of cause and effect.

"This power is to commemorate my late husband."

Lianhua raised her chin and said condescendingly.

It was at this moment that the holy light that enveloped Medanzo gradually dimmed, as if it was forcibly absorbed by him, and even time and space were distorted.

Just now, the two high priests, Suye and Tiansi, seemed to have just made an ordinary attack, but in fact, they had already used all their strength, and even pried the power of the Tree of Life in the Arctic, trying to directly blast this devilish man into the turbulence of time and space.

But unexpectedly, after only thirty seconds, Medanzo had broken free from his restraints, and even swallowed the divine power that fell from the sky, and exhaled a breath of turbid air comfortably.

The white-haired young man showed a crazy smile, stepped out of the disappearing holy light, leaving only a broken afterimage, which was completely annihilated by the whistling wind.

The Pope only felt that a ray of light in front of him was fleeting, and a huge sense of crisis came from behind, and a pair of hands crossed to grab his head and neck.

Trying to twist his head directly off.

The Pope's fate is the blood of creation. His body has long been strengthened by blood to an incredible degree, as hard as steel and rock, and it does not move at all.

"Oh, it seems that the strength is not enough?"

Medanzo's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "You are worthy of being the strongest blood-type evolver in the world, but I think I can directly blow your brain apart."

I saw Medanzo's hands loosen.

His ten fingers moved like butterflies flying through flowers.

Just like rehearsing before playing the piano.

It was about to fall on the Pope's head.

The pope's pupils shrank slightly. He knew that he would be bombarded with countless photons next. The terrifying shocks that overlapped in an instant might directly blow up his brain.

But he was powerless to stop it.

The church spokesman who was thrown aside was pierced by a thunderbolt that fell from the sky and nailed to the ground like a rag bag.

"I want you to tell the truth."

Lianhua said indifferently: "Immediately."

The cardinal was about to say something, and blood burst his throat like a fountain, and thick blood sprayed out like a backward waterfall.

It fell in front of Lianhua.

Finally, they were separated by the violent electromagnetic field.

"Even if you get rid of me here, you can't stop the operation of the Watcher Lighthouse system. What's more, I suggest you don't blow up my brain."

The Pope felt that the devil-like man behind him was accumulating power close to the speed of light, so he used only one second to increase the activation of his blood to the maximum, and said coldly: "Medanzo, you used to be my student, I don't want to be your enemy."

"Isn't it a bit late to say this now, teacher?"

Medanzo just smiled slightly: "In fact, I don't want to be your enemy, even if what you do makes me a little disgusted. But now, you are in my way. I can only kill you and dig out all your secrets, so that I can deal with my best friend with peace of mind."

He paused: "I know that the main body of the Watcher Lighthouse is not here, but in the Ruins of Time in the far suburbs of Linhai. But do you really think that we are not prepared? The Ruins of Time itself is a product born under the influence of the power of Alpha and Omega. This means that even if you don't have authority, you can use special methods... to crack it by force."

At this moment, a trace of anger flashed in the Pope's deep eyes.

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On the highway in the far suburbs of Linhai, a huge lighthouse has been built in the isolated ruins of time. As the chief researcher, Elder led the church staff to do the final debugging. Everyone's expression was very excited, as if they were about to witness the advent of a miracle.

It felt like they had built the Tower of Babel in the Bible with their own hands. They were able to challenge the majesty of God with human bodies, and even their brains were excited to the point of trembling.

Especially Elder, who was standing on the highway full of yellow sand and drinking hot coffee. He knew very well that as long as the Watcher Lighthouse was built, his era would come again.

All usurpers would become prey in his eyes.

Even as strong as Medanzo or the Holy High Priest.

All had to give in.

Few people knew the true secret of the Watcher Lighthouse.

That was said to be at the same level as the Seed of the God.

But no one noticed that the time and space of this ruins of time trembled faintly, and a pale and slender hand seemed to penetrate the barrier of nothingness and forcefully penetrated in.

There was a tearing sound.

The hand pulled gently.

The scene of the ruins of time was shattered like paper.

Someone stepped in and looked up at the golden lighthouse.

In the darkness, his eyes were filled with lightning and thunder.