Chapter 370 The Wonder of Faith

In the sky above the battlefield, a huge humanoid skeleton was wrapped in vast green clouds and pressed down in the sky. The whole scene was vast and strange.

And when the stretching clouds and mist completely connected with the ground, a spark lit up at the place where the two touched, and then the tiny spark suddenly exploded, and bright golden red flames suddenly shot into the sky.

Amidst the deafening roar, a huge golden red fire lotus slowly bloomed in the center of the green mist, and the gorgeous flame lotus petals unfolded layer by layer, seemingly slowly but quickly.

Wherever the lotus petals swept away, the green clouds that were affected evaporated and burned on the spot, and even the giant skeletons in the clouds were quickly dissolved without any resistance.

In an instant, nearly one-third of the body was reduced to nothing. The skull with only the skeleton remaining began to show a trace of panic visible to the naked eye. It turned around and wanted to escape, but unfortunately, it took the initiative to come to the door, and its escape speed was obviously faster than But the golden and red fire lotus spread out layer by layer beneath him.

On the other side, the exaggerated noise caused by the fire lotus and skeleton also attracted the attention of the other two people on the battlefield.

"Bang!"

The lawn was blown up by a black shadow that threw up a large amount of mud. Wan Hao, who was blasted away by Chi Prison again, stood up. The flying mud and dust dispersed. He slowly stood up from the pit. He did not rush to fight back, but First, look sideways at the shocking scene in the distance that seems to appear in a myth.

As far as he could see, he saw a giant evil skeleton that began to annihilate inch by inch as the golden and red fire lotus bloomed under him. The fleshless throat made no sound, but in a daze, he seemed to really hear the skeleton's imminent death. The pitiful cry of someone dying.

Even though they were far apart, the billowing heat waves set off by the blooming fire lotus still hit his face across a very long distance. The blood-stained clothes made a sound when they were torn apart by the heat waves, and his cheeks were set off by the blazing flames. In addition to this unforgettable picture, there is also a trace of horror that cannot be concealed in the golden red eyes of Zhi Hao.

He knew the origin of the Fel Skeleton. It was a fatal blow that trickery could only deliver by sacrificing life and soul. Under this attack with the ultimate goal of killing both of them, even if the leader risked his life, he could not guarantee that he would be safe. Next, judging from the current situation, the evil skeleton is vulnerable to this golden red fire lotus.

Thinking of this, the fighting spirit that filled his heart quickly faded, and the idea of ​​​​escape gradually occupied all his thoughts. Compared with the troublesome scarlet armor, it was obvious that the contractor behind it was undoubtedly more terrifying.

Now his teammate Gui Shu has basically announced that he is cool, and once the opponent completely kills the evil skeletons and frees up his hands, he will definitely be the next cool guy.

He didn't think he could survive the double siege of the opponent and the armor. It was pointless to simply die, so he had to escape quickly before the fire lotus completely engulfed the skeleton.

After making up his mind, the ugly-faced Wanhao quickly looked away. Just as he was thinking about how to effectively escape, a fishy wind hit his face again.

Chi Yu, who was carrying a long knife, came to attack again. As the battle progressed, its aura became more and more ferocious after drinking a lot of blood.

In fact, even if there is no threat from Xu Yue, if the fighting continues for a while at most, Wanhao will sooner or later be oppressed by the ever-increasing combat power of the Red Prison Armor and try to escape. After all, it has the special ability to quickly become stronger by sucking blood. Now, what Chi Yu is best at is protracted battles, but Wan Hao's explosive state of telekinesis cannot last long and can only become weaker and weaker.

"Qiang!"

Sparks exploded with the sound of metal clanking, and the scarlet long knife that was slashing was directly smashed open by the fist wearing the heavy arm armor. With the huge force from the long knife, Chi Yu turned around and spun around, while the empty The blood-colored liquid surged at the front of his left arm, and soon condensed into a heavy shield that was 90% similar to the Baxia Tower Shield.

Theoretically, as long as there is enough blood, Chi Yu can simulate any form of weapon. Although these weapons do not have special equipment effects, their weight and shape are truly real.

So Wan Hao had just repelled the incoming long sword, but when his opponent turned around, a heavy blood-colored shield two meters away hit him head-on. The blow was caught off guard and there was no way to avoid it.

The heavy shield that came brazenly blocked all the space for dodge. Wanhao's eyes narrowed, and his right arm that was retracted to accumulate strength instantly condensed with a strong white light of mental energy. Just as he was about to punch out his right fist and strike in front of him. When the heavy shields collided head-on, the idea of ​​​​escape suddenly appeared in his mind.

The ruthless emotion in his eyes flashed, and then he decisively gave up the plan of a head-on confrontation, and quickly turned sideways to raise his arm, firmly protecting his right arm that contained a large amount of mental energy in front of him.

"Bang!"

The heavy shield collided with the defensive gauntlet, and the sound was like the tolling of an ancient bell. As expected, the powerful man was blown away by the heavy shield.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow flew directly over a long distance of tens of meters before falling. Before the splash of smoke and dust dispersed, Wan Hao jumped up from the smoke and coughed up the dark blood accumulated in his chest. Without any hesitation, he turned around and galloped away from the battlefield.

Behind, Chi Yu looked at his opponent's escaping back, the blood in his eyes swelled, and then the infinite Zen beads embedded in the ghost face on his waist and abdomen began to tremble slightly, and the entire armor also synchronized with the giant shape, and the blood mist evaporated from the body. The watch overflowed, and the shadow cast on the ground gradually became larger, two meters four, two meters eight, three meters...

Soon, a nearly four-meter-tall armored giant stood on the lawn, with his wide combat boots sinking into the soil. Under his heavy stomping, the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and the Red Prison turned into a beam of blood light with a roar and flew towards the direction where the wrist was fleeing.

A moment later, the huge fire lotus in the center of the battlefield dissipated, and with it, the giant skeleton in the air that once controlled the clouds and mist also dissipated.

On the charred battlefield, the long river of red magma gradually gathered into a lake in the low-lying area in the center, and Xu Yue walked out slowly in this magma lake.

Compared with the first-level, the strength of the contractors encountered after the second level has undergone a qualitative change. Whether it is the abomination, the black dragon encountered in Egypt, or the giant skeleton just now, their strength should not be underestimated. At least they are no longer those small fish that can be easily smashed by his casual halberd.

"The evil energy is stronger than I expected."

At the edge of the lava lake, Xu Yue lowered his eyes to look at his slightly shriveled right hand, his tone was a little low. This special energy has a strong corrosive and predatory effect on vitality. Even if more than 90% of the evil energy was burned by the red lotus, only a small part of it touched his arm, which could make the part of his flesh that had not yet completed metalization lose most of its vitality.

He shook his arm, which was slightly stinging. After confirming that it would not affect his combat effectiveness too much for the time being, he temporarily put this injury behind his mind and looked around. At this time, except for him, there was no other living being that could stand upright on the battlefield full of wounds. Chiyu and the contractor who fought with him had disappeared in the pursuit of one fleeing and the other chasing, and the whole battlefield was dead silent.

However, a mutant who was stabbed in the back by his teammates was still lying dead on the edge of the battlefield. His eyes fell on a blue figure lying on the grass in the distance. Xu Yue narrowed his eyes and stepped forward.

After reaching the target, he aimed his combat boots at the waist of the figure and slightly lifted it. The prone Mystique rolled half a circle on the spot and turned into a face-up posture.

"Well, not dead?"

Looking down at the Mystique whose chest was still slightly heaving at his feet, Xu Yue raised his eyebrows slightly. Because of the distance, the other party was lucky not to be affected by the red lotus, but even without the secondary damage of the red lotus, the evil energy she had suffered before made her breathing weak and seriously injured and dying.

Compared with Xu Yue's slightly shriveled arm, the current Mystique has changed a lot. The originally graceful body has become skinny. If it were not for the vigorous vitality brought by the mutant gene to maintain it, she might have become a withered corpse as early as after the absorption.

The most domineering characteristic of evil energy is the extreme plunder of vitality, which is reflected vividly in Mystique.

As his eyes moved, murderous intent emerged in his eyes. Although Mystique was not strong, she played a huge role in the plot of the X-Men world.

She was a key figure wandering between the two poles of mutants, and was the main initiator of the end of the mutant Sentinels. She ran through every important event node. As long as she was killed, the number of world sources obtained was estimated to be second only to Magneto and Professor X.

Perhaps sensing the murderous intent emitted by the Lord of Arms, the eyes of the Panlong relief on the Fang Tian Huaji halberd opened slightly, and strands of scarlet blood leaked out from the tiny gap, causing the temperature around to drop sharply, and it was cold.

After a moment of silence, the overflowing evil spirit slowly dissipated. He took the Fang Tian Huaji back into his body, picked up the unconscious Mystique at his feet, closed his eyes slightly to sense the location of the Red Prison, and then spread his metal wings and flew into the air.

Killing Mystique is easy, but the professor is not easy to deal with. For the professor, Mystique Raven, who grew up with him, should be his only relative in the world. That tiny source of the world is not worth Xu Yue's risk.

A few minutes later, Xu Yue, who was flying in the sky, suddenly stopped, and his wings fluttered lightly behind him. He was suspended in the sky and looked down. He saw thunders below him, and two figures, one black and one red, were constantly entangled.

The dark pupils shrank slightly. Under the extreme vision that had been strengthened many times, the scene below was quickly enlarged in his field of vision. After seeing the battle situation clearly, his mouth twitched slightly. The battle on the surface was not the evenly matched entanglement he imagined, but a one-sided beating, and the scene was quite brutal.

With rapid breathing, the wounded Wukong struggled to climb out of a wide deep pit. He shook his dizzy head, and his lips, which were abnormally pale due to excessive blood loss, trembled slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but before he could speak, the familiar whistling sound above his head sounded first.

Looking up, a blood-colored metal wall suddenly covered the sky and fell rapidly. Under the pressure of the fierce wind, Wukong's angry eyes were full of despair.

"Wait..."

"Boom!!"

The deafening roar instantly dispelled all the noise, and a giant in armor was seen holding up an exaggerated shield of at least five meters in the wilderness, aiming at the pit in front of him and smashing it down heavily. In an instant, the earth trembled, smoke and dust rose, and there was a rapid and weak scream.

With just one heavy blow, the shield in the giant's hand was firmly embedded in the pit on the ground, fitting perfectly. Then it did not stop, but pulled out the heavy shield again, raised it high, and finally smashed it down fiercely.

For a while, the roar continued, and the heavy shield kept falling like a pile driver. Every time it was lifted and smashed, the pit on the surface would be enlarged a little bit, and the blood stains attached to the surface of the heavy shield continued to increase.

In normal state, Wukong and Chiyu were still evenly matched, but after Chiyu activated the gigantic effect of Wuliang Zen Pearl, the battle power comparison between the two sides became a one-sided crushing.

After catching up with the target, Wukong was completely suppressed after only a few confrontations, and now he was hit continuously by the opponent.

And Chiyu also developed a new use of the heavy shield in his hand. When the size is gigantic to a certain extent, the long sword is no longer enough to perfectly play its advantages, but the heavy tower shield with a huge coverage area can achieve the ultimate effect of one force defeating ten skills.

The roar in the wilderness resounded for a full two minutes, and Chiyu just stopped this cruel game similar to whack-a-mole. The heavy shield in his hand turned into blood-colored liquid and merged into the arm armor. His pair of scarlet blood eyes drooped slightly, and he saw a miserable figure with twisted limbs lying horizontally in the huge pit in front of him.

After a series of blows, although Wukong was temporarily alive due to his strong body, he was now dying with more exhalation than inhalation, and even his mind was completely in a coma.

With a cold gaze sweeping across the deep pit, Chiyu leaned down, a large metal palm reached into the deep pit, and grabbed the miserable figure inside.

Blood dripped slowly through his fingers, and Chiyu's eyes flashed with blood. He raised Wukong in his hand above his head, with his waist as the dividing line, and grabbed the upper and lower ends with both hands, and then twisted it left and right like twisting a towel.

"Swish~"

The fresh blood gushed out from the 'blood towel' that had been twisted into a twisted shape, and dripped all over the body of the armor, making the whole scene particularly bloody.

More than ten seconds later, all the blood on the body surface was absorbed by the armor. In the faint blood mist, Chi Yu threw away the twisted and shriveled corpse in his hand. While shrinking his body, he turned and looked at the sky.

In the sky, a beam of golden red fire rushed down.

Soon, the fire fell lightly in front of Chi Yu, and Xu Yue took the weak Mystique and walked away from the dissipated flames.

"How is Scott."

Hearing this, Chi Yu, who was silent in front of him, directly inserted his arm into the chest armor and pulled out the still unconscious Scott from his body.

Although he was pale now, his vital signs were still stable.

As for why he turned pale after being knocked unconscious, that was the price of controlling Chiyu. Although he remained unconscious throughout the process, it was obvious that Chiyu was not friendly enough to ask for the host's consent when collecting the reward.

Glancing at Scott's pale lips, Xu Yue looked a little strange. God knows how much blood Chiyu sucked from him.

You know, every second of the giant state is a huge consumption of energy. The blood of the enemy sucked during the battle is far from enough to provide support, so Scott inside the armor is undoubtedly the best source of blood.

However, compared with saving his life and bleeding a little, this loss seems insignificant. He doesn't think that the Brotherhood kidnapped Scott for any friendly and kind purpose.

Throwing the Mystique in his hand to Chi Yu, Xu Yue said calmly:

"Take them back to the academy and take good care of them, especially Mystique. Don't let her die on the road."

Reaching out to take the Mystique, Chi Yu nodded solemnly, and then stuffed Scott, who was in his left hand, back into his body. At the same time, warm blood light spread from the palm of his right hand, slowly seeping into the surface of Mystique, making her weak breathing suddenly stronger.

After doing all this, it did not delay any further, but turned around and ran towards the direction of the academy.

At the original place, Xu Yue, with a calm face, retracted his gaze from watching Chi Yu's departing back. The ten years of receiving faith and offerings in the Shenduan Kingdom made the other party's intelligence level leap to become the most intelligent existence among the many combined blade equipment in his body.

This is due to the accumulation of ten years, but the power of faith offered by the Shenduan Kingdom must also play a significant role.

The Panlong weapon soul of Fang Tian Huaji was also born not long ago, but in Xu Yue's perception, Panlong's mind has nothing but killing, which can be said to be quite pure. Compared with the intelligence level shown by Chiyu, it is completely different.

From Chiyu's ability to effectively use Scott's mutant ability in battle, and from its bloody and cruel execution method against Wukong, it is not difficult to see that the opponent's intelligence is extraordinary, which is why Xu Yue is relieved to hand over Mystique and Chiyu and let him return to the academy alone.

"Faith..."

Looking at the miserable and twisted corpse on the ground, Xu Yue muttered thoughtfully, and then raised his hand to summon a ball of pure Yangyan to burn it completely.

The flames extinguished, he picked up the scarlet card revealed in the black ash, and then spread his wings and flew straight into the sky, the target - Alkali Lake.

………

Canada.

Alkali Lake.

Qin Jingjing, wrapped in a transparent light red protective shield, slept quietly at the bottom of the lake. Her eyes were closed, but her expression would occasionally become distorted and strange, sometimes sad and painful, sometimes angry and unable to suppress.

Every time her expression changed, an invisible mental storm would be set off at the bottom of the sea. Wherever the storm affected, whether it was the flesh and blood fish of various colors, or the hard stone debris, they would be turned into floating dust silently, without exception.

The fundamental reason for all these changes is that in the spiritual space that ordinary people cannot observe, Qinna's two different personalities are fighting fiercely.