MTL - Final Priesthood-Chapter 371 grave

Chapter 371 Grave

 At the moment when the body is about to pass by.

 “Do you need a fire?”

Lu Yuan suddenly stopped.

 He turned his head and asked the man in the red-haired top hat in a cold voice.

 The man in the top hat seemed to be caught off guard by this sudden kindness.

His figure was frozen in place, holding a cigarette and a lighter.

There was a bit of surprise and astonishment in those burgundy eyes.

 “Do you need a fire?”

Lu Yuan asked again, his eyes clear and sincere.

 “Yes, do you have a fire? Thank you.”

The man in the top hat finally reacted, casually stuffing his bright silver lighter back into the pocket of his coat, and speaking in unfamiliar Xia Mandarin, he happily moved his face towards her.

"Snapped-"

Lu Yuan took his hand out of the pocket of his down jacket and lightly snapped his fingers.

A small cluster of emerald green flames, like young oak leaves, burst out between his fingers.

"Wow!"

　　The man in the top hat made an exaggerated exclamation and looked at Lu Yuan in disbelief.

“Are you a magician?”

Lu Yuan smiled gently and shook his head slightly.

  “Not really.”

　　　After saying that, the cluster of emerald green flames between his fingers suddenly surged.

The blazing green flames surged out violently and engulfed the man in the top hat in an instant.

At the moment when the green flames surged out with all their strength, Lu Yuan's eyes bloomed with twin flowers. The five fingers of his fair and slender right hand formed into claws, passing through the layers of green flames and tightly squeezing the neck of the figure inside.

 Then, the whole person continued to soar upward like a rocket.

 When it rises to a certain peak, it falls like a meteor.

 Until it falls back to the starting point.

 “Boom!”

With a huge explosion, the Emerald Meteor hit the cross-shaped road intersection hard.

The terrifying emerald green flame shock wave spread in all directions, directly destroying the entire intersection in a breath.

The cement pavement rolled outward layer by layer like gray waves, and the buildings near the intersection collapsed quickly.

 When all the aftermath subsided, this place had been completely reduced to ruins.

 It was like being ravaged by a typhoon of magnitude 18.

 Located at the very center of this disaster scene.

 In a huge cement pit.

Lu Yuan, whose whole body was wrapped in emerald green flames, looked calmly at the figures under his men who were being burned by the flames.

There is a strong smell of burnt feathers, which is the flesh that has been burned and melted.

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Lu Yuan tightened his fingers little by little, and the three flowers bloomed together. Under the terrifying power of the fusion of the two flowers, even the super alloy material used to forge the sky-level mecha would be squeezed out of iron juice.

 And the part of the human body in his hand that should be the most fragile, after breaking through the soft outermost layer of skin, the bones inside are incredibly hard.

Hands stretched out and pinched his jaws hard.

 Little by little.

 Trying to slowly spread his clenched fingers.

Lu Yuan inhaled gently, and more emerald green flames emerged from the pores of his body, gathering under his palms like water.

 The agglomeration constitutes a plump “pulp” and a well-defined “fiber”.

 A green fruit quickly grew out of his hand.

“[Super Kill—Emerald. Fruit Fire]!”

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 The fruits that had accumulated to the point of maturity exploded, and emerald flames like a tsunami swept in all directions.

Lu Yuan’s figure soared upwards, hovering in mid-air.

He lowered his head and quietly watched the emerald-colored sea of ​​flames raging crazily below.

 The intersection, which was already in ruins, was completely razed to the ground.

Those damaged buildings were turned into powder in the flames, disappearing like burned paper shells.

 In the busy city, there is a terrifying scene as if a natural disaster has struck.

This huge movement did not cause any shock or commotion.

 The battlefield that was not affected by the flames was quiet, with not even a single person coming out to watch.

 It seems like there is only Lu Yuan left in the whole world.

 Suddenly at this moment, the emerald green flames surging underneath separated from it silently.

It was as if it was gently pushed away by a pair of invisible hands.

In the flames, a figure strolled out.

Stepping on the air, he walked towards Lu Yuan step by step, and did not stop until he was at the same height as Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan looked at the person in front of him calmly.

  To be precise, this cannot be considered a normal person.

  More like a humanoid mechanical alloy combination.

A red metal frame that looks like it is shining with the radiance of the sun. Slender, well-proportioned, and perfect, with a strange beauty of ultra-futuristic space technology.

The metal-molded cheek, from the outline and shape of the facial features, one can barely recognize the original appearance of the red-haired man in the top hat.

 His skin is like a robe that covers his body.

Has been burned away by the flames, but a pair of eyes are still intact.

 is golden red.

Like a perfect pair of artificial gemstones.

 “Let me introduce myself first.”

The red metal cyborg smiled elegantly at Lu Yuan, "My name is Luo Ya."

 Lu Yuan nodded slightly.

 “It’s a long way.”

 At this time, the two people seemed to have returned to the original development trajectory of the matter.

Passers who met by chance exchanged names politely and friendly after borrowing a fire, which was regarded as acquaintance.

 “You are much ruder than I expected”

After introducing himself, Roja sighed softly, looked at Lu Yuan, and said in a rather disappointed tone: "I originally planned to treat you to a cup of coffee. Now."

Roja glanced at the scorched earth below that had been burned by the flames, and sighed: "What a pity."

Lu Yuan did not answer his question, but looked around and asked with a frown: "Where is this place?"

Roja smiled lightly with his red and glowing cheeks, and replied cheerfully and briskly: "The grave."

 At the end, he added a sentence: “The highest standard kind.”

"oh."

Lu Yuan nodded thoughtfully.

Then, his dark hair with a bit of green luster began to grow slowly, fading from the roots to crystal white.

His body also began to rise and stretch

 There are streaks of aurora gushing out from the body.

Just before Lu Yuan's entire body was completely enveloped by the aurora, the last words he exchanged with Luo Ya came out.

“So, do you, the sunkeepers of the Far Star Federation, bring your own graves with you every time you go out on a mission?”

 “What a strange but practical tradition.”

"Well"

Roja was stunned when he heard this.

 Soon, he shook his head, the smile on his face gradually faded, and a cold murderous intent flowed out of his eyes.

"Snapped-"

 The orange-red flame ignites the tobacco.

The man in a black trench coat took a deep drag on the lit cigar in his hand.

 Then quickly spit out light blue smoke rings.

“It seems like the two of them have already started to fight each other.”

The man in the black trench coat casually glanced at a glowing instrument on his wrist, turned to the person beside him and said, "How long do you think it will take for Roja to come out?"

The man standing next to the man in black trench coat has profound features, like a knife and an axe, and his dark gray eyes give people a strong sense of coldness.

 “Five minutes.”

 He replied expressionlessly: "With Roja's strength, five minutes should be enough for him to resolve the battle."

 “I think two minutes is enough.”

The man in the black trench coat smiled, picked up the cigar and took a sip.

The two of them were standing on the roof of a residential building, facing a deserted intersection in front of them.

Just half a minute ago, the two of them watched with their own eyes as Roja and their assassination target disappeared on the zebra crossing at the intersection, successfully stepping into the trap they had set early.

“The Ember Mountain Secret Realm suppresses god-level mechas by about 30%.

That idiot Bath made almost all the mistakes he could.

This Xia Guoyin star named Lu Yuan has fluctuated around the ninth level threshold in nine simulated combat power evaluations.

 His potential assessment scores are average.

The upper limit of evil energy tolerance is not even level seven. It is probably due to taking a large number of breakthrough potions.

The talent prediction results of Starry Sky Martial Arts are also very eye-catching. There is more than 83% probability that the natal star will not exceed ten.

The only thing that makes people feel eye-catching"

The man in the black windbreaker stretched out his hand and swiped the virtual light screen in front of him, curled his lips and said, "It's probably because of his age.

Seventeen.

 God, he’s not as old as my son.

The Xia people are so ruthless that they even send boy scouts like this to the battlefield."

The companion looked at him expressionlessly and said nothing.

The man in black trench coat turned off the virtual light screen in his hand, shrugged and said: "To be honest, I don't even know the significance of this action.

 One person can only reach the ninth level of combat power, and it will not have any impact on the current situation.

Why take such a big risk?

Have you heard about the alien craft discovered in Connerton last night? That would be much more interesting than assassinating some 'boy scout'."

The companion listened to the man in black trench coat chattering, and just replied lightly: "This mission is not just as simple as assassinating a ninth-level rookie."

"oh?!"

The man in the black windbreaker's eyes flashed, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

 But when he wanted to continue to inquire further, the latter refused to say another word.

 ps: I have something to do tonight, and I have another chapter to be completed tomorrow.

 (End of this chapter)