Sure enough, one has to choose someone to read the lines. If it were Lu Mingfei, he would feel like an idiot no matter what scene he said in any style.

He glanced at the other students who were still in a coma and felt a little panicked, because this meant that if the Chairman could not get rid of the troubles in front of him, they would really have no chance of winning... He still had all his limbs intact, but there were so many soldiers.

Doesn't one play any role in the battle of heroic units?

...What the hell, where's the Finger man? He was so brave before and he couldn't have died in the explosion just now, right?

While Lu Mingfei was anxious, the conversation between the two figures in the heavy rain was still going on.

"Your word spirit is very practical, but it is still too weak in front of me. Even if you sell your soul to gain partial and incomplete authority, it will not help."

"It seems you have guessed my spirit."

"A 'Wind Demon' under the authority of Stribog? The fact that you can avoid the fatal attack of metal in the magnetic field when blinded by the power of lightning has proven many things."

The man looked up at the heavy rain above the ruins. Hidden dark red shadows were hidden in the howling wind in the black rainy night. They screamed, they were thirsty for blood, but they were in awe and fear because of the orange light on the man and did not dare to go up.

Before, "Even if you sacrifice your soul to the gods of darkness and sorrow to refine your bloodline and allow your 'wind monsters' to gain further strength, you are still no match for me."

"The word spirit of the level of 'Yang Lei' broke out for the second time in a short period of time. Now you are already a strong person." Caesar said calmly.

"You underestimated the belief in freedom of the dead people crawling out of hell." The man said expressionlessly.

The area around him gradually became quiet, and finally began to rise violently upwards like a wave hitting a rock. The orange light began to gradually and steadily become brighter. The sun rose again, and the light covered his face, and the rain

The light poured down on it stirred up patches of visible red thunder.

"You will die if you release another large-scale word spirit." Caesar said, looking at the man enveloped in orange light.

"How can the gravel on the roadside be picked up by casual passers-by? But to the people in the abyss, those gravels are the whole meaning of life." The man sneered, "This is cruelty that people like you will never understand.

"

"Cruel? Everyone faces a cruel world when they are born. We are all subject to the same cruel challenges. The difference is that some people can overcome it, while others choose to perish." Caesar's eyes showed what should be taken for granted.

look.

"You are wrong." The man looked at Caesar and said softly, "The world is unfair. At least it did not give me the time to prepare for the challenges. Some people are born with mistakes and have to face several times the cruelty of others. No

Don’t say you can understand me if you have experienced my suffering.”

"Don't tell others to do good without their suffering?" Caesar said a piece of Chinese that was quite convoluted for a man. They had always communicated in English before. In the man's silence, he briefly explained this Chinese sentence

The meaning of the common saying, and then said coldly, "...I don't agree with this truth, because what is wrong is wrong, no matter what reasons you have, no matter how much cruelty you have experienced, what is wrong is still wrong, it is wrong

Then be prepared to be reprimanded."

"I was born wrong, how to correct it?" The man opened his hands and looked at Caesar indifferently, his golden eyes full of sarcasm and coldness, "Wrong bloodline, wrong birth, wrong future. If I were born with wings,

But I am ostracized by the world, so why am I willing to be a crawling ant?"

Caesar and the man knew each other that they were talking about the darkness hidden under the bright surface of "blood" in the mixed-race world. Maybe other students would dismiss the man's words, but he was Gattuso's

The successor himself knows the truth that is not glamorous and can even be said to be disgusting.

He could only respond with silence to the man's consciousness and coldness, because there was no doubt that the other man was the victim of the disgusting truth, and that Chernobyl prison uniform represented too much 'cruelty'.

"If you want to condemn me, then go ahead." The man put away his hand and said, "If you can do it."

Looking at the man whose territory was gradually beginning to expand, Caesar was silent for a few seconds and then stood upright in the heavy rain. His blue-black body looked like a majestic statue. His golden eyes stared at him and asked, "What's your name."

The man paused for a moment and then spoke, saying a typical Russian name. Caesar nodded after listening and then turned around, facing the enemy who had been stimulated to the extreme by "Yang Lei" three times with his unprepared back.

"Have you given up?" The orange thunder shone like the sun, and in the light, the red golden eyes stared at Caesar's exposed back and asked in a low voice.

"No." Caesar said without looking back, "My mission is over from now on. Thank you for telling me many stories about you. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will remember you at your grave."

...If I still remember you after tonight."

In the orange thunder, anger slowly rose in those golden eyes, and he raised his arms like a conductor to rebuke the contempt and arrogance of Caesar. The metal hidden in the soil in the ruins of the entire Amber Pavilion

It began to tremble, and one after another broke out of the ground, refracting the lightning, like a silver rain rising against the sky, suspended in the strong magnetic field.

But even so, Caesar did not look back. When the man was about to kill the opponent directly with metal, he suddenly stopped the movement in his hands. The rage in his eyes faded like ice. He suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction, with red gold pupils.

What appeared in his eyes was absolute indifference and...seriousness!

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In the grove, Lu Mingfei, who was paying attention to the battlefield attentively, making a call for the Chairman, suddenly heard the sound of branches breaking. It was the sound of trivial footsteps, making a crunching sound on the rain-wet autumn leaves.

.

Lu Mingfei suddenly froze, and did not dare to look back, because there was a faint golden light illuminating the place where he was lying... This meant that the other party had already approached his back when he was lost in thought.

The heavy pressure stopped the flow of blood all over his body, making him feel like he was just like the solitary night traveler in the story who would be bitten through the throat by a vicious wolf if he dared to turn back.

But after all, there was still no wolf paw on his shoulder. The eyes that were looking for people to eat only stayed on him for a moment and then moved away. The footsteps continued to approach, and a pair of white sneakers appeared in his peripheral vision.

It's the legs of slim-fitting jeans that have been washed white, and a well-proportioned and tall figure.

Lu Mingfei was suffocated. He recognized who the figure was, and saw an almost impossible number on the figure's shoulder...or should I say...a symbol?

A big boy walked out of the woods.

He walked out of the darkness and into the heavy rain.

When he was in the dark woods, the only thing he recognized was his golden eyes. In the depths of the pupils, golden liquid swirled into incredible shapes. But after walking out of the silent woods, the dragon-like majesty came out of him again.

The bright and handsome face disappeared, and the slender and narrow body was wearing a soaked white T-shirt. Under the dark forehead were the everlasting golden eyes. There were no unnecessary emotions in them, only the orange thunder in the rain was reflected.

The figure in the.

"It turns out that you are stalling for time to wait for reinforcements." In the ruins, the man in the thunder hissed and looked at Caesar's back, "Do you think that one person can change the outcome of the battle for you?"

Caesar did not answer him, but walked towards the unconscious students in the distance. His mission was far from over. After waiting for reinforcements, he was still responsible for rescuing the injured. When he saw the reinforcements,

He knew the battle was over.

The man watched Caesar leave and fell into silence. He did not make any attack moves because his peripheral vision always remained on the big boy walking out of the woods.

Those golden eyes... those golden pupils under the dark forehead gave him an inexplicable feeling of palpitations. This was a feeling he had never experienced before... This feeling came from the pressure of his bloodline.

"Name." the man said.

The boy walked into the ruins and stepped on the charred soil. Rain dripped from his forehead. He stood in the heavy rain, and the heavy rain began to speak:

"I'm in a hurry."

If the words are too bloated, they will be like an overly detailed map, covering every aspect but unable to start. The core meaning of the expression cannot be extracted from the complicated words. But this boy is different. He really talks very little and goes straight to the point. He said he is in a hurry.

, which meant that he was really in a hurry. After leaving these words, he began to walk steadily towards the man in the ruins, ignoring the deadly metal suspended in the heavy rain above the ruins.

At this time, the man also saw a slender knife in his hand. The rainwater fell on the knife and slid down the sharp blade.

He comes here to kill people, so naturally he talks little.

"First there was a talkative one, and then there was a talkative one." The man chuckled, and when he raised his head again to stare at the big boy approaching, golden iris blossomed in his eyes, and the orange light froze in an instant.

He applied magnetic field control to the long knife in the opponent's hand, but found that the long knife was like iron welding in the hand holding the handle. It was enough to see how amazing the grip strength was. Although 'Yang Lei'

His field is unable to completely control the metal like a 'sword master', but at this distance, the force he exerts on the long knife is enough to knock a buffalo over, but the boy holding the knife is as firm as

Rooted into the earth!

He decisively gave up the plan to seize the opponent's weapons, and also determined the danger level of the opponent. He did not want to take risks, and was prepared to use the most direct force to completely end everything in the ruins.

Then the metal everywhere in the heavy rain began to vibrate, the strong magnetic field contracted violently, the orange thunder shined brightly again, and the high-pitched chants danced wildly on the ruins, like the strongest accusation and curse on this dark night, heavy rain, and the world.

Yan Ling·Yang Lei.

"No matter how many people come, it will not help under the power of this curse. Don't you understand?" In the light and heat, the man asked like a god.

It's just a pity that the person named 'Lin Nian' at the top of the list is not there, otherwise he can be solved in the next outbreak of the word spirit... This may be the last time he releases the word spirit. He felt quiet in his heart again

Think about it.

The light brought by the thunder was very bright, and it traced a clear path around the boy holding the knife. The light flowed from the side of his face and brought shadows. He looked at the light in the rain and the god-like figure with some confusion.

But after a moment, he broke away from his dazed state and returned to a calm mood. He glanced sideways at the fierce red gold in the center of the light, and understood the opponent's desperate fight to end everything with the next blow.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, the enemy was going to fight tooth and nail. This was not a good thing for anyone, but it didn't matter to him. On the contrary, it made him feel much more relaxed.

Facing the thunderous tide, he nodded and said,

"That's good. Yanling Junyan."

He raised his fingers as if to touch the ethereal light particles in front of him.

Rain and light have never had such a vivid touch. The moment he stretched out his hand, the compressed Guao syllables burst out of his mouth in an instant, and the airflow blew away the heavy rain in front of him to form a cavity! The strong wind stirred up his

The frightening golden pupils were revealed in his forehead. At this moment, he completed the chant of power and grasped the authority of bronze and fire. 1

The scorching flames soared into the sky. Three layers of dazzling fire rings rose around him. The light emitted by the wave-like flames instantly separated a different space between him and the man. It was the mixture of thunder and flames.

The power is overwhelming! In the increasingly prosperous light, the space between them is separated again and again, until only the size of a palm is left. Two pairs of blooming golden pupils intersect and bloom into different beautiful flowers.

"Svarog's authority, are you...Chu Zihang?" The man's pupils shrank, recognizing the identity of this big boy who ranked among the top three, and also understood why the other boy was in such a high position.

location...

Under the white T-shirt blown by the heat wave in the flames, the blue-black scales were bunched up and surging, like the skin of a demon that had learned to breathe.

Chu Zihang did not answer the man's question, and was not even interested in knowing his name. After finishing the chant, he advanced to the peak of the second degree of violent blood, and the word spirit that had been increased by a thousand degrees burst out in one breath, and scorching flames shot up to the sky completely.
Chapter completed!