Chapter 9: Rapid Growth of Strength and Secret Planning

"Hmm!"

Stamina and strength suddenly increased by 0.5, which was unprecedentedly huge. Lu En groaned, feeling that every bone and muscle in his body seemed to be burned by flames. He clenched his teeth to prevent himself from screaming. He staggered forward two steps and sat down on the chair. His muscles twitched like spasms.

How could it be so painful!

Lu En's face was distorted, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead. If he hadn't been concerned about Lu Guang and Xiao Kui outside, his screams would probably be heard by half a block.

Crunch!

His hands were exposed with blue veins, and he pinched the chair handle. The hollow chair handle made of pure steel was pinched by him to leave five fingerprints, but Lu En had no time to appreciate his masterpiece. He felt that he was about to roar wildly!

No matter what, he couldn't help it!

Lu En's sanity, which he had been holding on to, gradually collapsed. Just as he opened his mouth to roar and vent, the world suddenly spun around, and the scene around him suddenly changed.

This is a tall building, which seems to be in a temple. The dome is supported by tall pillars, and the bottom is covered with fine and smooth marble slabs. A man's voice came from the front: "Barn, now you are the underground boxing champion of Roca, and you have everything you need. Why do you want to come back?"

"Master Tu!"

Luen spoke, no, the man he was attached to raised his head and showed Barn's face: "I feel it, I have reached the limit, and I have not made any progress in three years. I am unwilling to give up. I know that Master Tu must have a way. I want to break through the limit!"

Standing in front of him was Turing in a white robe, staring at Barn with dark green eyes: "The human body has limits, but the spirit does not. I do have a way, but what price are you willing to pay?"

There was a cold and ruthless luster in his eyes, like a beast that saw food.

"Everything!"

Barn lowered his head and uttered two words firmly from his mouth.

"Very good!"

Turing's answer seemed to float out from the depths of the clouds, and then Lu En saw countless gray mists pouring out from the front, completely covering everything.

Huh!

Everything returned to its original state again, and the pain in the body disappeared as suddenly as it came.

Lu En slowly exhaled a long breath, slumped in the chair, looking at a line of small words appearing in the corner of his eyes, as if he had not yet come back to his senses.

"You have obtained the Limit Breakthrough Method: All Souls!"

"All Souls: Some sects believe that the potential of the human body is limited, but the potential of the spirit is unlimited. They can integrate the spirits of the defeated into their own bodies, thereby gaining powerful power, but at the same time they will be entangled with the enemy forever and cannot be freed."

"What are you willing to pay to become stronger?"

Limit Breakthrough Method!

Lu En has obtained a new term, but the man with dark green eyes appeared in his mind. Is this the person hidden behind the scenes, the protagonist of this fight?

Da Da!

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and then Lu Guang's voice came: "Lu En, take a shower after finishing your homework, the hot water is ready."

Lu En immediately came back to his senses. Those things were too far away from him. Now he was just an ordinary student. After responding, he retracted his divergent thoughts and began to look at his own changes.

Of course, the first thing he saw was the chair handle with handprints, which gave him a more intuitive understanding of the increased power.

This kind of power!

He reached out and grabbed the chair handle again, and then squeezed it hard. The stubborn resistance still existed, but under his palm, the surface slowly sank down. However, Lu En also stopped at a glance, and then walked to the mirror and began to observe the changes brought to himself by the increase in physical strength.

He seemed to be a little taller and a little stronger. The main thing was that some muscles on his body bulged up, making his originally skinny body become well-proportioned and strong. There were even eight abdominal muscles on his lower abdomen. Lu En only felt that he was full of energy now, as if he could kill a cow with one punch. His condition was better than ever.

Late at night, the riots in the city center had long since subsided. The Federation responded quickly. In addition to the police, they even dispatched military police to maintain order and kept the conflict within a small area.

However, the Turing Club near the city center was completely destroyed. The police alone carried out 20 to 30 bodies covered with white cloth, creating the highest death rate in Lucas City in recent years. No matter whether it was the intruder or the club member, no one survived as long as they stayed.

Of course, the police chief outside also looked desperate. The two groups of people actually fought openly near the mayor's hall, even to the point of using explosives. In any case, he could not escape the blame, and it was good enough that he could be retired afterwards.

What kind of enemies did this club provoke to suffer such a cruel revenge? No matter how hard the director thought, he could not understand what kind of powerful enemies this club with the sign of the Psychic Research Society could provoke.

"Director!"

Suddenly, his deputy came out quickly with a pale face, a look of shock and even fear on his face, and whispered to him: "We found the basement. You'd better go and see it yourself. The situation is much more serious than you think!"

The director's face turned pale, and he had a bad premonition. He followed his deputy into the room again. About ten minutes later, he slowly walked out, holding the door frame, with a ferocious face due to rage!

"Apply to the federal government for the highest wanted order, and want the club owner Turing and other members who escaped, for illegal imprisonment, murder, spreading cults, and... performing cult rituals!"

"Also notify those people up there that we seem to have found the person they are looking for."

"Yes!"

But what the director didn't know was that the cult leader, whom he hated so much, was watching this scene from a building only two hundred meters away, with his eyes also filled with forcibly suppressed anger.

"Damn, that waste Barn, he actually made all our efforts fall short!"

A low roar sounded behind Turing, and a young man with a slender figure, narrow eyes, and a hooked nose walked around angrily, punching the air angrily from time to time, making a whistling sound.

"Master Turing, the club has been discovered. What should we do now?"

In addition to him, there were two figures sitting on the sofa in the room, a man and a woman. The man wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a university professor. He was meticulous from clothing to hair. He was much calmer than the hooked nose at this time and asked Turing.

"Needless to say, catch Brad and his son first, I want to let them know what despair is!"

The woman sitting next to him stood up in a flash, she was actually a head taller than the hook nose, with a fit body, a simple ponytail behind her head, but her eyes were a terrifying red, gnashing her teeth: "Master Tu, I'll help you kill all those guys!"

"No, Zana, you have more important things to do."

Turing turned around, the anger in his eyes had disappeared, his face suddenly calmed down like the bottomless sea: "This time I underestimated Brad, and Barn died because of this. Since the altar under the club has been discovered, the federal hounds will soon follow the smell."

"What should we do then, retreat to another city for the time being?" The hook nose's pupils shrank. Although they were despised as hounds, those guys were not easy to deal with.

"After so long, the preparations have been completed by 70%, and I have no way out." Turing's face was calm, but he had made up his mind.

"If I go back like this, I will be eaten alive by the other members of the sect. We have already mobilized too many resources."

"Mocks, you go and kill all the people who cooperate with us, don't let those hounds get any information!"

He turned his eyes to the hook-nosed man, and then to the tall Zana: "Zana, you continue to help me find sacrifices, go to the downtown and the slums, those big shots won't pay attention to these little things."

"Finally, Lord."

Turing looked at the man with gold-rimmed glasses sitting on the sofa: "You will release all the evil spirits and monsters sealed in the altar later. I want to see whether those hounds will choose to save people or stop me!"

He raised a finger, his dark green eyes turned, and looked at everyone: "One month, I want Lucas to be in chaos for at least one month. After one month, the ritual will fail. If I die, you will be free. If I am still alive, you will get everything you want!"