Chapter 261 Choice
The last wisp of green smoke in the sky finally dissipated.
A huge hole in the towering walls of Yaoguang City is particularly eye-catching.
Under the walls, there are traces of burning and breaking everywhere.
Amid the cheers of a large number of people.
Lin Yuan withdrew his eyes from Lu Changsheng and said to the Venerable behind him, "Don't be dazed, hurry up and save people."
"The ability of the ghost bull can only hold on for a breath. If it drags on for a long time, it will not be able to hold on."
The sudden appearance of Li Junchang and the last strange actions of the ghost snake completely attracted the attention of the Venerables. It was not until Lin Yuan's order was issued that everyone woke up from a dream and quickly flew to the city.
The Venerable of the healing department fully exerted his supernatural power and took over the burden of the ghost bull. The Venerable of the auxiliary department continuously restored the supernatural power for others.
The medical team that had been constantly transferring the wounded in the distance also quickly became busy and rushed directly to the crowded place to start treatment.
Yaoguang City became busy all of a sudden.
After the people were freed from the life-and-death crisis, their tense nerves suddenly relaxed. They felt that the breath they had been holding back suddenly escaped, and their whole bodies began to ache.
For a while, cries of pain and wailing came one after another.
Lu Changsheng silently descended from the air and searched back and forth among the crowd at a very low altitude.
He saw Thirteenth Sister. Her face was very bad, but she still waved her hands vigorously and greeted Lu Changsheng.
He saw Hongye, who just nodded to Lu Changsheng calmly and did not make any other movements.
He saw Sun Wencheng, lying quietly in the center of the [Spirit Gathering Array], as if he was asleep.
Lu Changsheng took a step forward, landed beside Sun Wencheng and squatted down, repeatedly confirming the fact that he could see through at a glance.
"Ghost Bull, can you let him recover a breath?"
"The kind of last breath is also fine."
"A few seconds will be enough."
Lu Changsheng raised his head and asked the ghost bull above his head.
Gui Niu had already collapsed from exhaustion, sprawled on the city defense camp.
He waved his arms, which were drooping weakly, and said tremblingly, "I can only save the living."
Gui Niu's words coldly tore Lu Changsheng's fantasy apart, and he clenched his fists fiercely.
The fragments of the divine body pierced deeply into the flesh of the palm of his hand, and in addition to the cold and warm touch, there was also sharp pain.
In Lu Changsheng's somewhat blurred vision, several staff members in medical uniforms came to Sun Wencheng with a stretcher, as if they wanted to take him away.
"Wait."
Lu Changsheng's voice was cold and a little scary.
It made everyone around him feel awed.
The medical staff were even more frightened and at a loss, fearing that they had done something wrong and made Lord Guishe unhappy.
"Let me do it."
"He is my guest."
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The outskirts of Sun City.
In a simple leisure villa beside a huge artificial lake.
Tu Lei gently lifted the teapot, tilted the spout slightly, and poured the thin stream into the teacup like silk.
The originally elegant villa was filled with a strong bloody smell today, and even the slowly wafting tea fragrance could not cover it.
The door of the tea room was suddenly pushed open.
"All solved, no one is alive." A figure wrapped in bandages stepped over a corpse and walked into the tea room.
If Ding Liang was still here at this moment, he would definitely recognize that the man in front of him was the weirdo who had been giving him tasks in the past few years.
"Thank you for your hard work. Come and try my treasured tea. I'm afraid you won't have a chance to drink it later." Tu Lei's voice sounded a little regretful.
The weirdo picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked with some confusion, "The [God-making Ceremony] failed, why are you still so leisurely?"
"Isn't that the result of your years of hard work?"
Ture chuckled and shook his head, "The [God-making Ceremony] was doomed to fail from the beginning. This matter was Li Junchang's wishful fantasy from beginning to end. I just helped him make his dream more perfect."
The weirdo was even more confused, "Since it was impossible to succeed from the beginning, why did you keep giving Li Junchang false hope?"
"So many resources were used, so many lives were sacrificed, and the human race was almost in chaos, just to get rid of Li Junchang?"
"Isn't it a bit too wasteful? "
Ture squinted his eyes in surprise as if he was meeting a friend for the first time, "Do you... still care about human life?"
"I just think there are more and simpler ways to get rid of Li Junchang."
"If you don't consider the subsequent impact, I can solve it alone."
"If you want to justify it, you can use this as an excuse to discover Li Junchang's actions in advance when the [Ghost Snake Cult] case occurred. There is no need for me to silence him."
"Anyway, the [Ghost Snake Cult] has sent a lot of artificial crystal cores to the base in Yaoguang City, and their testimony is enough."
The bandage monster's eyes exposed to the air stared straight at Ture, and said without blinking.
"No, at that time, the [God-making Ceremony] was still a little short of completion. If it was exposed too early, then the souls collected secretly in the past ten years would be sacrificed in vain."
Ture refilled the tea for the bandage monster and said calmly.
"If you say so, I don't understand it even more. The [God-making Ceremony] is simply impossible to create a controllable [Demigod], so why continue?"
The bandaged man picked up the hot tea and drank it in one gulp, seeming to feel no temperature.
"Didn't I tell you a long time ago?" Touré picked up his teacup and sniffed it lightly, "My family is very special."
"Each generation of us will awaken part of the memory of our ancestors."
"And my great ancestor has already given me a hint."
"In this era, a new god will be born."
"The person chosen by the ancestor to become a god is Li Junchang."
The bandaged man frowned slightly and said disdainfully, "Then your 'ancestor' is too inaccurate in judging people."
"No, my ancestor is very accurate in judging people." Touré put down his teacup and licked his lips gently, "If I hadn't told him about the reserves of artificial crystal cores, If he was in a hurry, he wouldn't have to do anything desperate and extract the soul from the same person repeatedly."
"Then the secret of the [God-making Ceremony] might be kept for a long time."
"If it weren't for me, who gave Ding Liang to 'that adult', Li Junchang wouldn't have to change his mind and abandon the Sun City he had run for hundreds of years and go to Yaoguang City to fight for his life."
"If it weren't for me, who disappeared at the last moment, he would never be forced to the point of being at the gates and unable to complete the last step of the ceremony."
"If I had fully cooperated with Li Junchang, or Li Junchang had not chosen to believe me, then he would have succeeded at this moment."
The bandaged man was completely dumbfounded this time.
He found that he seemed to have no idea about this old friend he had known for many years.
Seeing the pair of puzzled eyes under the bandage, Toure stretched out his arm and said with a smile, "There is nothing wrong with my ancestor's choice."
"The only thing he saw wrong is..."
"I have never been an obedient child."
"Haven't I told you many times?"
"The person I choose is never Li Junchang, but 'that adult'."
"In this era, since a new god will definitely be born."
"Then of course I have to send a small gift to the 'adult' I choose."
The bandaged weirdo stretched out his hand, held Toure's palm, and sighed softly, "I still can't understand your idea..."
"I just think that if you keep doing this, you will kill yourself sooner or later."
"Hahahaha, I'll borrow your good words."
Toure laughed happily.
In the hearty laughter, the figures of the two gradually faded.
Soon, they disappeared completely.