Chapter 370 The Wonder of Faith

  Above the battlefield, a huge humanoid skeleton was wrapped in a vast green mist and pressed down from the sky. The whole scene was vast and evil.

  When the endless mist was completely connected to the ground, a spark first lit up at the point where the two touched, and then the tiny spark suddenly exploded, and the dazzling golden red flames suddenly shot up into the sky.

  Amid the deafening roar, a huge golden red fire lotus slowly bloomed in the center of the green mist, and the gorgeous flaming lotus petals seemed to unfold slowly and quickly.

  Wherever the lotus petals swept, the affected green mist evaporated and burned on the spot, and even the giant skeleton in the mist was quickly dissolved without any resistance.

  In an instant, nearly one-third of the body disappeared, and the skull with only bones left began to show a trace of visible fear, turning around to escape, but unfortunately, it was obviously not as fast as the golden red fire lotus that was unfolding layer by layer under it.

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

  "Bang!"

  The lawn was blown into a large piece of dust by a flying black shadow. The Armored Man, who was blown away by the Red Prison again, turned over and stood up. The splashing dust dissipated, and he slowly got up from the pit. He did not rush to launch a counterattack, but first glanced at the shocking scene in the distance that seemed to appear only in myths.

  As far as the eye could see, a giant evil energy skeleton began to be annihilated inch by inch as the golden red fire lotus bloomed under it. The throat without flesh and blood could not make any sound, but in a trance, he seemed to really hear the miserable wail of the skeleton shouting when it was about to die.

  Even though they were far away, the heat waves caused by the blooming of the fire lotus still came over the long distance. The bloodstained clothes rustled under the tearing of the heat waves, and the cheeks were also set off by the hot flames. In the shrinking pupils of the master, in addition to this unforgettable picture, there was also a trace of horror that could not be concealed.

  He knew the origin of the evil skeleton. It was a fatal blow that could only be delivered by the trickery with life and soul as sacrifice. Under this attack with the ultimate goal of mutual destruction, even the leader Ximing did not dare to guarantee that he could take it safely. However, judging from the current situation, the evil skeleton was vulnerable to this golden fire lotus.

  Thinking of this, the fighting spirit that originally filled his heart quickly subsided, and the idea of ​​escaping 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 Trickery has basically been declared dead, and once the opponent has completely finished with the Fel Skeleton and has a free hand, he will be the next one to die.

  He doesn't think he can survive the double siege of the opponent and the armor. It is meaningless to simply die, so he must escape before the fire lotus completely engulfs the skeleton.

  After making up his mind, the ugly-looking Wukong quickly retracted his sight, and just as he was thinking about how to get out effectively, a bloody wind blew in front of him. The

  Red Prison with a long knife in hand rushed over again. As the battle progressed, its breath became more and more fierce after drinking a lot of blood.

  In fact, even if Xu Yue didn't threaten him, Wukong would sooner or later be oppressed by the Red Prison armor with its constantly increasing combat power and try to escape. After all, with the special ability of being able to quickly become stronger by sucking blood, the Red Prison is best at protracted battles, and Wukong's telekinetic energy burst state cannot last long, and can only become weaker and weaker.

  "Clang!"

  Sparks exploded along with the sound of metal knocking. The scarlet long sword that was chopped was directly smashed away by the fist wearing heavy arm armor. With the help of the huge force transmitted from the long sword, Chiyu turned around and spun. At the same time, the front end of his empty left arm was filled with blood-colored liquid, and soon it condensed into a heavy shield that was 90% similar to the Baxia Tower Shield.

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

  So Wukong had just repelled the incoming long sword, but when the opponent turned around, a blood-colored heavy shield that was two meters high came towards him. This attack was unexpected and there was no way to avoid it.

  The heavy shield that attacked fiercely blocked all the space for evasion. Wukong's eyes were fixed, and a strong white light of telekinesis instantly condensed on his right arm that was retracted and charged. Just as he was about to punch out his right fist to collide head-on with the heavy shield in front of him, the idea of ​​escaping suddenly popped up in his mind. The

  cruel emotion in his eyes flashed, and then he decisively gave up the plan of head-on confrontation, and turned to quickly sideways and raised his arm, and firmly protected his right arm that condensed a large amount of telekinesis in front of him.

  "Bang!"

  The heavy shield and the defensive arm armor collided with a loud bang, and the sound waves raised were like the long ringing of an ancient bell. As expected, Wukong was directly hit far away by the heavy shield.

  In the blink of an eye, the black shadow flew directly over a long distance of dozens of meters before falling. Before the splashed dust had dispersed, Wukong turned over and jumped up from the dust, coughing out the dark blood that had accumulated in his chest. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and ran away from the battlefield.

  In the back, Chiyu watched his opponent's fleeing back, his eyes glowing with blood. Then the infinite Zen beads embedded in the ghost face of his waist and abdomen began to tremble slightly, and the entire armor also changed its shape synchronously. Blood mist overflowed from the body surface, 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, and the wide boots sank into the soil. Under the heavy stomping, the ground under his feet cracked inch by inch, and Chiyu turned into a beam of blood light in the roar and flew towards the direction where Wukong fled.

  After a while, 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 a 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 stage, the strength of the contractors encountered after the second stage has undergone a qualitative change. Whether it is the abominations and black dragons 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 him with a random halberd.

  "The evil energy is stronger than I expected."

  At the edge of the magma lake, Xu Yue lowered his eyes and looked at his slightly shriveled right hand, with a low tone. This special energy has a strong corrosive and predatory nature to vitality. Even if more than 90% of the evil energy is burned by the red lotus, but only a small part of it touches his arm, it can make the part of his flesh that has not yet completed metalization lose most of its vitality.

  He shook his slightly painful arm, and after making sure that it would not affect his combat effectiveness too much, he temporarily put this injury behind his mind. He glanced around. At this time, on the battlefield full of wounds, except for him, there was no other living being that could stand upright. Chiyu and the contractor who was fighting with him had disappeared in the pursuit and escape, 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 vicinity of 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?"

  Xu Yue lowered his eyes to look at the Mystique at his feet, whose chest was still slightly heaving. His eyebrows slightly raised. Because of the distance, she 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 she was seriously injured and dying.

  Compared with Xu Yue's slightly shriveled arm, the current Mystique has changed a lot. Her originally graceful body has become skinny. If it weren't for the strong vitality brought by the mutant gene, she might have become a dry corpse as early as after the absorption.

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

  As his eyes moved, murderous intent emerged in his eyes. Although Mystique is not strong, she occupies a large proportion of the plot in the world of X-Men.

  She is a key figure wandering between the two poles of mutants, and the main initiator of the end of the mutant sentinels. She runs through every important event node. As long as she is killed, the amount of world source obtained is 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 seeped 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 sky.

  Killing Mystique is simple, but the professor is not easy to deal with. For the professor, Mystique Raven, who grew up with him, should be his only relative alive. That little bit of world source is not worth Xu Yue taking risks for.

  A few minutes later, Xu Yue, who was flying in the sky, suddenly stopped. He flapped his wings lightly behind him, and hovered in the air, looking down. He saw thunders coming from below, and two figures, one black and one red, were constantly entangled.   

  His dark pupils shrank slightly. With the extreme vision that had been enhanced many times, the scene below quickly enlarged in his field of vision. After seeing the battle 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.

  The sound of rapid breathing continued to sound. The wounded Wukong struggled to climb out of a large deep pit. He shook his dizzy head. 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 very familiar whistling sound above his head sounded first.

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

  "Wait..."

  "Boom!"

  The deafening roar instantly dispelled all the noise. A giant in armor was seen in the wilderness holding up an exaggerated shield that was at least five meters long. He aimed at the pit in front of him and smashed it down. In an instant, the earth trembled, smoke and dust rose up, and there was a quick and weak scream.

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

  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 the Infinite Zen Bead, the battle power comparison between the two sides became a one-sided crushing.

  After catching up with the target, it only took a few exchanges for Sett to be completely suppressed, and now he was hit by the opponent's continuous attacks.

  As a result, Chiyu also developed a new way to use the heavy shield in his hand. When the body size increases to a certain extent, the long sword is no longer enough to perfectly play its advantages. Instead, 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 in the huge pit in front of him.

  After a series of attacks, although Sett did not die temporarily due to his strong body, he was now dying with more exhalation than intake, and even his mind was completely in a coma.

  Chiyu's cold eyes swept across the deep pit. He leaned down and reached into the pit with a large metal palm, grabbing the miserable figure inside.

  Blood dripped slowly through his fingers, and blood flashed in Chiyu's eyes. He raised the wrist 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 dripping fresh blood gushed out from the "blood and flesh towel" that had been twisted into a twist shape above, and sprinkled all over the body of the armor. The whole scene was particularly bloody.

  After more than ten seconds, the blood on the surface of the body was completely absorbed by the armor. In the diffuse light blood mist, Chiyu 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 flowing fire fell lightly in front of Chiyu, and Xu Yue took the weak Mystique and walked away from the dissipating flames.

  "How is Scott?"

  Hearing this, Chiyu, 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 was pale after being knocked unconscious, that was the price of controlling Chiyu. Although he remained unconscious throughout the whole process, it was obvious that Chiyu would not be so friendly as to ask for the host's consent when collecting rewards.

  Glancing at Scott's pale lips, Xu Yue's eyes were 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 enemy's blood 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 losing some blood, this loss seems insignificant. He doesn't think that the Brotherhood kidnapped Scott for any friendly or kind purpose.

  Throwing the magic girl in his hand to Chi Yu, Xu Yue said lightly:

  "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 magic girl, Chi Yu nodded solemnly, and then put 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's body, 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.

  On the spot, 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 worshipped by the whole country of Shenduan must also play a big role.

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

  From the fact that Chiyu can 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 would feel at ease to hand over the two Mystique to Chiyu and send him back 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, aiming at Lake Alkali.

  ...…

  Canada.

  In Lake Alkali.

  Wrapped in a transparent light red protective shield, Qin was sleeping 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.

  Every time her expression changed, an invisible mental storm would be set off at the bottom of the sea. Wherever the storm affected, no matter 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 was that in the mental space that ordinary people could not observe, Qinna's two different personalities were fighting fiercely.

  (End of this chapter)