high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 489 Cromwell and the Murder Blade

The western suburbs of Blanc City?
Lei Li, who was guarding the door, frowned, his expression seemed thoughtful.

"It was originally a part of the southern part of the Lela Mountains. Because of the temperature, wind, radiation and drought factors, the plant communities of aspen, yellow pine, yellow fir and western iron cypress flourished unexpectedly, and it almost became the part of the Lela Mountains. The main logging area..."

Lund spoke in an inexplicable tone.

400 years ago.

In the western suburbs of Blanc City, the Lela Mountains.

The former Governor of Mapo, Cromwell, beheaded four honorable nobles who watched over him head-on there, and used human nobles' flesh and blood and 77 pure souls.

A grand sacrifice was offered to the chief of war and destruction in the chaos, the most powerful evil god among the four gods [Blood Cruelty].

Blood is sacrificed to the blood god, and the skull is sacrificed to the skull seat.

[Blood Violence] Appreciating his bravery of daring to kill the glorious nobles with bare hands, he accepted the dedication.

As a result, Governor Cromwell of Mapo was blessed by [Blood Cruelty].

He completely transformed Cromwell's life form, made this human being the Chaos God's Chosen Champion, and gave him the long-lost murder blade [Gardel] in the real world-this sword used to assassinate in the history of mankind. Killed more than one Lionheart's murderous bloody sword.

And after Cromwell's death.

The powerful chaotic energy in his body that was blessed by [Blood Abuse] and the broken murder blade corrupted the earth, not only the earth, but also the sky and water were eroded.

"A surviving great mage of the Esoteric religion said that he saw with his own eyes the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of people who were still alive mutated and degenerated into blood beasts and skull-crushing ghosts. Giant mouths and teeth grew out of the mud, and shouts of killing surged in the water. Roaring thunder and roaring, the atmosphere filled with blinding beams, like a thousand suns shining on the planet's orbit at once."

"In order to cleanse this chaotic erosion, it took the Humanist Association 23 years to limit the corruption to the Lela Mountains in the western suburbs."

"And the trees there have mutated into some kind of strange life that humans can't understand. Every day, various dark creatures are born by the [mother tree]. The mythos are confined to that narrow forest, and they can only fight each other, fighting endlessly."

Lund was faintly excited:

"The number of this containment area given by the Humanities Association is 3-180 (Forest of Flesh and Flesh). Among all the available targets, it is the closest to us."

He stared seriously at Bai Shu's eyes.He rubbed his hands together and said:

"I checked the strategy on the Internet. It takes only two hours to get to the Lela Mountains by tourist bus. We can sneak into that area while the guards are on duty. How about it? It's seamless, right?"

"..."

The air became somewhat quieter.

"Well, what's its serial number? Can you say it again?" Bai Shu and Lei Li exchanged glances.

"Uh... 3--180?" Lund didn't know why.

"You want me to die, don't you?"

The veins on Bai Shu's forehead twitched violently, and he spoke with a half-hearted smile.

The containment level of the [Magician] that almost made him reopen was 2-199, and the [Reality Story Editor] that restored the entire city of Brown was also 2-681.

How big is the difference between the contents of Sequence 2 and Sequence 3?

Bai Shu doesn't know yet.

But at least.

It's definitely not something he can handle now that he's limping on two legs.

"Boss, this kid really has a wicked heart! Let's just do him!" Lei Li laughed strangely, and stepped slowly towards the bewildered Lund, but when he saw the wooden staff in the latter's hand, his face changed again. , jumped behind Bai Shu and continued to play tricks on the tiger.

"Don't call me boss, brother, you are my boss."

Bai Shu didn't pay any attention to the good-for-nothing younger brother around him, and looked at Lund: "The contents of Sequence 3 are not something I can handle. What's the reason for choosing it?"

"No, no, the threat of 3-180 itself is not Sequence Three, and it is even said that it was originally a proving ground for the Humanistic Association to train fighters..."

Lund smiled wryly and backed away, as if he was afraid of being misunderstood, he waved his hands again and again: "The dark creatures born from the forest of flesh and blood are only equivalent to first- and second-order sublimators, but the [mother tree] is giving birth every day, so that they The ethnic group is being cleaned up, and it is also maintained at a huge number."

"Of course, there is also the tacit approval of the association."

"The 3-180 dark creatures are not too much of a threat. If a gun hits a vital point, it can also cause fatal injuries to them... The association regularly sends investigators and reserve combatants there for actual combat training, not just The association, every sublimation organization, has a trial ground like this, such as the [Spiral Corridor] of the Esoteric Cult and the [Moulin Rouge] of the Knights of Braganza, both of which have the same effect."

"A sublimator who is only equivalent to the first and second ranks?" Lei Li behind the wheelchair was taken aback:
"Then, what's its containment level?"

"In the Lela Mountains, I heard that the broken pieces of the murder blade [Gardel] are buried. Although this is just a prophecy that has never been confirmed, the Humanist Association has still raised its sequence." Lund said.

The Chaos Blade, which murdered several Lionheart Kings, is long lost in the real world.

Although the archmages of the Humanistic Association predicted that it was still hidden in the Lela Mountains, like a hibernating poisonous insect, waiting for its real master to wake it up from the darkness at any time.

But 400 years passed.

The prophesied archmages of those years have long since died, the legendary heroes have come to an end one by one, and the scepter symbolizing the Lionheart King has been handed over many times.

And the murderous bloody blade remained silent.

Like the evil realities written by it, truly reduced to the ashes of history.

"You just said that there are many dark creatures in that forest?"

After a brief silence, Bai Shu asked.

"A lot." Lund confirmed.

"good very good!"

Bai Shu grinned.

Only with enough attribute value can he push the [Book of the Seven Myths of Usias] up to transform this body.

But the enemy is strong and we are weak——

The Humanities Association's ambiguous attitude towards this body has already made Bai Shu feel uneasy.

He even made plans to run away after earning a ticket.

Whether it's the scattered Confederates across the sea, or other planets.

"What the female Gundam said to me is very suspicious. It seems that the Humanities Association has been paying attention to me, and I don't know what the background of this body is."

Bai Shu's heart skipped a beat.

Make up your mind!When the seven books are piled up, in the physical universe, don't let him meet that sorcerer 2——199, he must pull off the headgear when he sees it!He must be slapped in the face!

The younger brother of younger brothers!

It is specified that there is no good juice for him!

Quietly finished the harsh words and vented his emotions, at this moment, Bai Shu said: "Going to climb the mountain, there must be someone who pushes the wheelchair for me, who of you will go?"

Riley looked troubled.

"I'm a cook, and I've always been positioned as a logistics worker. It's not appropriate to go to the front to fight life and death." Seeing Bai Zhu's complexion, he quickly added: "I also made chicken soup in the base, boss, specially for you Make up."

"It's nothing, forget it, I'll eat dirt for the rest of my life."

Bai Shu sighed and looked at the other person: "What about you?"

"I'm afraid... glad to oblige."

Lund subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he just sighed.

"However, my mental state is not stable. If I encounter..." He smiled wryly and wanted to add a few words, but was interrupted by Bai Shu.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just curious. Like you, a fourth-level mage, how far is the gap between ordinary humans and you? Your physical and mental strength far surpasses unarmed mortals, but facing the forest of flesh and blood How many dark creatures can you solve at most?"

"Sublimator system."

Bai Shu said: "What's so unique about the power that has allowed you to survive for so many years under the threat of chaos?"

really……

Thinking of Bai Shu's second meeting with him and the "miracle" he showed, a strange but seemingly reasonable thought popped into Lund's mind.

You sure enough.

Is it also a [stranger] from outside this universe?

"The sublime is the gift of the ancient race to the civilization of the latecomers."

He said, pulling up the sleeves of his arms.

Countless enigmatic energies in the veins surged like a long river, and amidst Leili's astonished roar that he thought he was going to attack, Lund's forearm lit up with a golden light.

"Hey--"

Raleigh's voice stopped abruptly, like a turkey whose throat was suddenly stuck.

Lund's forearm in front of him showed a beauty that he had never seen before, like an old miraculous beauty, his eyes widened, and he could no longer speak.

"This... is really..."

With no expression on his face, Bai Shu gently applauded and praised:

"Interesting, like an art-like idea."

　I’m writing, I’m writing, buddy, let the bullets fly for a while (●ω｀●)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)