edge of pure land.

Chapter 290 The End
Medanzo, who arrived late, stretched out his finger in the air. The light gushing out from his fingertips was like the sunrise, instantly illuminating the boundary between day and darkness, and fell on the highway filled with burning winds, hitting the head of the shrouded monster squarely.

Even the ruins of time were pierced by this finger.

The scenes from the past seemed to be annihilated in the light.

The power of this attack was not strong, but it was just enough to detonate the tremendous divine power in Gong Yu's body. As a result, the reincarnated body of the god screamed silently like a demon revealed by a magic mirror, and the body wrapped in a shroud emerged with holy light that was shattered into pieces, and exploded with a loud bang.

"You keep doing bad things over and over again. You're really annoying."

As the glow exploded, Gong Yu's cold voice echoed on the empty highway: "Come to Egypt. We'll decide the winner next time we meet."

He paused and said, "Finally, I'll give you a gift."

A distorted and terrifying face emerged in the light, roaring to the sky like a rotten human face, and the voice like the roar of an ancient bell spoke the language of the ancient times!

He said, “Plague!”

In the cabin of the helicopter, Medanzo frowned slightly. This was the third conceptual change of the Eyes of Death, which was enough to produce epidemic disease in the body of any living being.

Some famous plagues in the world are related to this.

For example, the Black Death, smallpox, and measles.

This is more like an extremely terrifying curse.

So far no one has figured out how the disease is transmitted, but its speed of spread is so alarming that it can spread throughout a city overnight.

The city of Linhai has a total population of 57 million. If all of them were infected overnight, the consequences would be disastrous.

Of course, given Gong Yu’s current condition, the power of the epidemic must not be that terrifying, not to mention the existence of the Holy High Priest who can curb it.

"Is this your revenge? Even if everyone in the world is cursed to death by you, it has nothing to do with me. I will still make trouble and ruin your business as usual. You know me well. How can you make me feel guilty?" Medanzo looked indifferent. He has always been that kind of person anyway.

People from all over the world died in front of him, but he didn't even frown.

However, Yin Ma, who was accompanying him, noticed that his right hand, which was placed behind his back, was slightly bent, as if he was just moving it out of habit, or as if he was preparing to form a seal.

Exactly at this moment.

Loud laughter rang out on the highway.

"Don't even think about it."

In the howling burning wind, the half-rotten old man strode forward, looking fearlessly at the strange face that was about to disappear in the light, and his voice was as deep and powerful as a lion's roar: "After the great changes five hundred years ago, the places of rebirth in this world have indeed become your territory, but the pure land of the human world cannot be touched by any demons or monsters. I am a former special general of the human watch army. I once swore an oath in the military... I am willing to devote myself to this endless battle until the last drop of blood is shed. I will never be cowardly and I will never look back."

At this moment, the old man seemed to have returned to the battlefield that he had been dreaming about. His ears were filled with roars and growls that had long been drowned in the past. The whistling wind seemed to be mixed with the roar of heavy artillery and bombs. He strode forward, and there seemed to be thousands of troops behind him.

The dragon's roar was like a horn, awakening his former passion. He seemed to have become the young man who had just emerged from his cocoon many years ago, and launched a brave charge against the ferocious White Walkers!
Those were his most glorious years, when he led soldiers to charge bravely on the battlefield, instead of sitting in an office day after day and becoming a scourge of doing nothing.

The old man's pace was getting faster and faster, and a huge red dragon was coiled above his head. The thick dark matter wherever he passed was annihilated into powder, screaming and disappearing into ashes.

The asphalt road collapsed and broke under the wind pressure.

The steel guardrail broke and shattered, disappearing inch by inch.

At this moment, the old man's crippled body was even more powerful than in his prime. He seemed to be able to sense where the invisible and intangible epidemic existed. He used only one hand to continuously slash in the air, and the hot burning wind he slashed out was like the roar of a dragon, with full of power.

Wherever the hand knife passed, there was a whistling hot burning wind, and the plague hidden in the void was actually cut out by him and annihilated in the sound of the wind.

As if he felt this was not efficient enough, the old man laughed and formed a seal with one hand. The wind pressure of the burning wind condensed into a realm of annihilation. The mist hiding the plague was forced to reveal its shape, and like burnt paper, it collapsed into empty ashes and disappeared without a trace.

This scene was even more shocking to Lu Buer, because he saw strange corpse spots appearing on the back of the old man's neck, which was a symptom of an extremely severe disease.

The Vice Pope actually used his own body to sense the existence of the plague, and then annihilated it with the power of the Burning Sky Bones. The price he paid for doing so was extremely tragic.

The military helicopter violently stopped on the highway, its propeller wings cutting through the hard rock of the mountain wall, and a mixture of rock chips and sparks burst out, splashing everywhere.

Yin Mae jumped out of the cabin first, with thick and smelly blood flowing out of his seven orifices. He murmured, "Although I cannot sense the existence of the plague, I can sense the status of the creatures within a radius of 500 kilometers. Except for this highway, no life has been infected with the plague. Xia Wei did it. He was able to block the power of a god!"

Medanzo leaned against the hatch and wiped his face, then he snapped his fingers. Bright holy light spread out and formed a barrier at the entrance to the Ruins of Time.

"Vice-Pope!"

Lu Buer forced himself to stand up and roared.

The wind pressure that filled the highway had disappeared, as if it had all gathered in one place. In the depths of the Ruins of Time, only the roaring red dragon that was coiled in the air could be heard.

It seemed as if this giant dragon was restraining the spread of the plague.

"Now you can still act arrogantly in those places of the afterlife and invade our world. But one day, we will drive you to the end of the world." Xia Wei walked into the depths of endless light and looked closely at the strange face that was about to shatter.

He paused: "Leave no one behind."

The old man raised his hand and brought it down. It was like a high-level monk using all his life's skills to slap the devil down with one palm. The highway was filled with the whistling sound of burning wind.

boom!
It was like the ringing of an ancient bell.

It was like a mountain collapsing.

When this palm fell, it seemed to have poured in all the howling burning wind between the sky and the earth, and it seemed that one could see the giant red dragon rising into the sky and roaring down.

The shattered light was annihilated, and the strange face in the light also shattered. The asphalt road surface collapsed into a dark pit of a hundred meters, and the sound of the wind like a dragon's roar echoed in the pit.

The old man seemed to laugh three times in the wind.

Free and unrestrained.

The entire highway was shaking.

The rocks collapsed and rubble fell, as if they were split in half.

Gong Yu's unwilling roar was torn apart by the wind.

The rotten earth was swept by the burning wind, leaving a mess.

The ominous smell of decay no longer lingered on the highway. Only the broken Watcher's Lighthouse was crumbling.

As the burning wind passed by, the half-crippled old man stood firm. His clothes had long been torn to pieces by the burning wind, revealing his naked upper body covered with corpse spots. He was clearly as old and moribund as a rotten wood, yet he was also as tall and straight as a towering ancient tree, supporting the sky and standing on the ground.

"Did it succeed?"

Lu Buer could no longer sense the presence of danger. He forced himself to stand up and staggered forward, crossing the boundary between light and darkness and coming to the side of the old man.

"Don't move, I will help you heal your wounds."

He said hurriedly: "I still have..."

Lu Buer's voice suddenly stopped.

Because the old man no longer had breathing and heartbeat, he was like a corpse that had been weathered for thousands of years. The rotten flesh and blood disappeared inch by inch in the wind, like sand in the wind.

In the end, only a skeleton was left standing in the wind.

Lu Buer's heart skipped a beat.

Because at this time even he was not sure whether the creation ritual was still useful.

The howling gale was still blowing on the empty highway.

Yin Ma raised his hand, put his fist against his chest, and saluted.

Medanzo also reluctantly put his fist to his chest in respect.

Another military helicopter landed. Sushi walked down from the cabin quickly. The first thing he saw was the skeleton at the end of the highway. The wind blowing in his face was filled with an extremely warm smell. He vaguely understood what had just happened, and he put his fist to his chest and saluted.

"All salute!"

The members of the Dawn Special Forces stood in a row with their fists pressed against their chests.

The helicopter's cabin was filled with the roar of propeller blades.

Ai Yue stared blankly at the skeleton in the distance, her clear calling voice drowned in the wind. She desperately wanted to jump out of the car and run over, but was stopped by someone.

Yuan Qing felt a little sad for some reason, and was exhausted both physically and mentally.

The Night Special Forces stood firmly in front of the two girls. At this moment, both of them were military criminal suspects with serious violations of discipline and had to be strictly controlled.

If they are allowed to do whatever they want again, they may not even have the chance to be brought to a military court.

Lu Buer suddenly felt very tired. He had clearly won the battle he wanted to fight, but for some reason he just couldn't be happy. After a moment's silence, he decided to help the old man collect the body.

But when he raised his hand and touched the old man's skeleton, a lingering breath of death invaded through his fingertips, and there was a tendency for him to turn into a corpse.

It was obvious that the old man had been invaded too deeply by the death energy, and the power of death remained in his remains, like a source of pollution after nuclear radiation, which must be dealt with as soon as possible.

"Let me do it."

Someone whispered behind him.

Her voice was clear and cold.

Lu Buer was slightly startled, and suddenly he felt a familiar holy light falling on his weak body, just like soaking in a hot spring that washed away all his fatigue. The life energy that had disappeared surged up like a tide, and his exhausted spirit gradually became full.

He turned around and saw fluttering black hair.

“The battle is won.”

Lianhua's black hair swayed in the wind, and her cold eyes seemed to reflect a clear pool of water. She raised her hand and gently touched the boy's face: "Thank you for your hard work... This ruins of time will collapse completely in about ten minutes. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the remains of Xia Wei were enveloped by the flowing holy light.

The medical team from the sacrificial temple is on the way to prepare for the aftermath.

Lu Buer was silent for a second and then hummed.

In fact, ever since he learned about the existence of this ruins of time, he has been avoiding one thing, that is, in the deepest part of the wind and sand, there are images of his parents before their death.

He is a man who fears nothing.

But he was afraid of this matter alone.

He couldn't imagine how he would feel when he witnessed the tragic death of his parents. Even though it happened five hundred years ago, to him it seemed like it happened just yesterday.

It's like when Iron Man broke into the Hydra base in Siberia in Captain America 3, and Baron Zemo personally played for him the footage of his parents being killed by the Winter Soldier.

The bloody scene and the heart-wrenching pain.

Lu Buer had seen the movie and could roughly understand that feeling.

But some things just have to be faced eventually.

Joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, life and death.

In this life, we must learn to say goodbye.

"If you're a little scared, I can accompany you."

Lianhua gently took the boy's hand.

Lu Buer took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "Okay."

Light and darkness interweave, and the wind and sand howl.

The backs of the two of them gradually walked into the wind and sand.

(End of this chapter)