Edge of Pure Land

Chapter 63: The Origin of the Seed of the Gods

Chapter 63 The Origin of the Seed of the Gods

With a bang, the majestic holy statue collapsed, and countless blood mist was suddenly annihilated. Even the flesh and blood that seeped into the gaps in the rock wall withered and became dead in an instant.

Annan felt great fear for the first time, not only because he felt the power of the high priest who was supposed to be dead, but also because he was afraid of the fierceness and stubbornness of this young man.

He is not afraid of the enemy's strength.

Because no matter how strong the enemy is, if you can't defeat it, the most you can do is die.

You can defeat me, but you cannot break me from the inside.

But this time, some fear arose in his heart.

"Why? Why aren't you afraid? Why do you want to stay and risk your life to stop me when you can obviously run away? Is it interesting? Punishing evil and promoting good? Why didn't I see you when I was bullied? This kind of person? Are you kidding me?" The lunatic sat on his knees at the end of the stone staircase, roaring loudly as if he was hysterical.

A piece of gravel hit him in the forehead, knocking him to the ground.

“Why is there so much nonsense? Because I don’t like you.”

Lu Fuji walked out of the dissipating blood mist. The thorns on his right shoulder blade had been exhausted by the blow just now. The feeling was like fighting a Gatling, and the recoil was quite strong.

　　Nearly tripped him up.

“You bastard, wait till I get up there.”

Even with the healing of the Holy Light, Lu Fuji was still exhausted at this moment, but he still picked up a broken brick and climbed up the stone stairs, like a vicious murderer.

Huge fear exploded in Annan's heart. He completely lost his usual calmness and elegance. He rolled open the stone door in front of him and fled into the final laboratory.

The Glory Realm was chased away by the Origin Realm. This is a strange thing even in the new world.

But he was really scared.

It was like meeting the nemesis of fate.

"Your name is Lu Fuji, right? I remember you! Hahaha, Lu Fuji, I didn't expect there to be someone more interesting than Longque in this city! I count you as the winner this time, this laboratory Just treat the things inside as your trophies, haha!" In fear, Annan laughed uncontrollably. Only in this way could he regain his thinking.

This is a laboratory he built himself. Most of the data has been destroyed, valuable things have been moved away in advance, and the remaining things can be left to others.

Just think of it as an Easter egg in the second round.

He climbed hard into the ventilation duct and quickly slipped into the darkness.

With a loud bang, the clay bomb shattered the entrance to the pipe.

　　When Lu Buer caught up, a puff of dust hit his face.

“Blank!”

This Dianlao beast is really a rat, he can run really fast.

At this moment, a cold voice came from below.

“Hey, can you give me a hand first?”

Lianhua looked at him coldly.

The divine power she had forcibly obtained by overdrawing her soul just now was basically used to freeze the explosion and heal his injuries. As a result, he was running around chasing people without even looking at her.

There is really nothing good about men.

Fuck.

Lu Fuji then remembered that there was someone down there, and hurriedly went down and pulled her up.

“Have you forgotten me?”

Lianhua felt her blood pressure rising: "Lu Buer!"

“Well, listen to my explanation...”

“I don’t listen to white-eyed wolves.”

“The main thing is that I have a grudge against that beast.”

“I don’t listen.”

Lianhua finally figured out this kid's temper.

If you want to make a deer trap in the future, it will be too easy.

Just catch a few live animals to use as bait.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Fuji then started to care about this woman.

Lianhua was in a very bad condition, her face had completely lost all color, her skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and her body was as light as a feather, as if it could be blown away by the wind.

She raised her eyes and said angrily: "A weak woman like me is still too reluctant to bear the power of God. If it weren't for the help of the high priest, we would all be dead."

Shika Fuji was stunned: "The high priest is not dead?"

Lianhua really wanted to slap him to death.

However, thinking of his back that was facing the blood mist just now, her eyes softened and she said lightly: "If you encounter trouble in the future, you don't need to be so desperate, or you will die."

Lu Buer waved his hand and said in an indifferent tone: "We have just met, so there is no need to preach like this, right? For me, living a vigorous life is more important than anything else. If I see that living beast being proud, It’s better to just kill me.”

He once lived on his last breath for nearly ten years due to a terminal illness.

After coming to the new world, you have to change your way of life.

At least at this moment, he felt that his life had become more exciting.

Lianhua didn’t want to talk to him anymore.

Lu Fuji walked into the laboratory, took off his clothes to use as a bag, and put all the documents in sight into it. He looked like a robber who broke into a bank.

"What are you doing?"

Lianhua couldn't help but ask.

“These are all trophies. The research materials of the Corpse Cult cannot be left to others.”

Lu Buer said casually: "There are a lot of moles in this city, and I have to be careful. These things will be brought back to the Anomaly Supervision Bureau, and Longque will study them with me."

The inner ghost…

Well, indeed there is.

Lianhua narrowed her eyes: "Longque has a good relationship with you?"

Shika Fuji was stunned: "It doesn't count, but we get along very well."

Lianhua thought that all the crows under the sky were as black as black, but she still advised: "I suggest you stay away from him. It's not that he will do anything to you, but don't follow his bad example."

Lu Fuji was about to say something when he suddenly saw a file.

Marked is, number 13.

found it!

Lu Fuji hurriedly opened the file and found that it was an anatomy diagram of the brain structure, as well as an analysis of the nervous system and mental state. There were tens of thousands of words of dense notes.

Lian Hua glanced at him: "Do you understand?" Lu Fuji shook his head: "I know all the words, but if they are put together, I can't understand them."

Lianhua sneered and said, "Then you take it so seriously?"

Lu Fuji asked: "Do you understand?"

Lianhua said calmly: "I understand."

The look in Lu Fuji's eyes when he looked at her changed instantly: "Sister!"

Be presumptuous!

Lianhua almost reprimanded him, but considering her current personality, she still explained: "This is a research report on the witches of the past life. Even if I explain the specific terminology, you won't be able to understand it. To put it simply … There was something wrong with the witch during the experimental phase. They were looking for research methods on this disease, and the research was quite effective, so this is just a pathology report.”

She paused: "There is nothing about the identity and abilities of the witch."

No wonder it is thrown away as garbage.

However, this is what Lu Fuji thought of, and he said very sincerely: "Then can you help me analyze it? For the sake of us fighting side by side and beating up the beasts."

Lianhua narrowed her eyes: "Are you interested in this?"

Lu Fuji hesitated for a moment: "I'm very interested in medicine!"

There is no lie that is less convincing than this.

Lianhua was too lazy to explore his secret and took the report casually:

“I’ll keep the things and come back to you.”

"Thanks."

Other than that, there seems to be nothing of value in the laboratory.

Lu Fuji looked at the desk in the laboratory.

This is obviously the place where Annan conducts research. The computers have been moved away, leaving only a display screen and a heavy brochure next to it. I don’t know what it is.

Lu Fuji opened the booklet and found that it was all information files of the corpse-eating cultists.

It turns out that Annan recorded the personal information of the believers. No wonder he was able to tell the names and circumstances of each of them during the gathering, so as to achieve the effect of winning people's hearts.

However, when he turned to a message from a believer, he was stunned.

“John Moore?”

His thoughts drifted back to the place of death, where the dream began.

Old John's file was no different from what they found.

　　But there is an extra comment.

"Old John is also a poor man. He spent the first half of his life helping the poor, but in the second half of his life, he developed a fear of death because his lifespan had reached its limit. But unfortunately, the marrow of the sacred tree that should have belonged to him was taken by the temple. Another priest took it away. What a coincidence that the young priest happened to be the orphan he rescued in his early years. How ironic."

“Even if such people gain the power of dark matter, they are still useless trash. Therefore, I will arrange for them to carry copies of the sacred objects to the land of death to purify the ecology.”

The last line of words turned shockingly scarlet.

"Damn, damn, damn! What happened to this old John? Whose help did he get? What he took away turned out to be... the body of the holy object! How could the holy object be taken away? ? What should I tell her? Ah, I want to kill him!"

The line of handwriting was twisted with such force, one can imagine the anger and irritability when writing it.

Lu Fuji was startled and immediately understood something.

He subconsciously clenched his right hand.

The so-called holy object is the seed of the **** integrated into his palm.

It turns out that those corpse-eating cultists who went out to pollute the environment got copies of holy objects.

But what Old John got was the real thing.

No wonder this thing would appear in the hands of that group of ordinary heretics.

It turns out there is something hidden in this.

The question is, how did Old John take it away?

Lu Fuji said in a low voice: "What is the seed of the gods?"

Lianhua glanced at him and said softly: "I think it should be something that Constantine found in the Holy Mountain. It involves the secrets of the ancient gods. But Constantine did not have the qualifications to master it, and he just made a batch of it. The by-products are now scattered around the world.”

Shika Fuji’s eyes twinkled slightly.

I see.

Things that even Constantine could not control were now inside him.

It's really a hell.

It’s a pity that there are no further clues.

“These corpse-eating cultists also seem to be oppressed.”

Lu Fuji changed the subject: "What do you think?"

“Oppression, bullying, and plunder…are inevitable even today, five hundred years later.”

Lianhua said softly: "The Divine Intelligence even acquiesces to this behavior, because He believes that absolute fairness is absolute unfairness. No one knows whether He is right or wrong, but no one has overturned Him so far. The power of the divine intelligence will be minimized only during the existence of the divine monarch. But... the divine monarch is also mortal."

Lu Fuji looked at the human suffering recorded in the manual and shook his head.

At the end of this manual, there are detailed photos and information of a person.

That was a middle-aged man. He didn't seem to be a corpse-eating cultist, but a member of the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Annan put crosses all over the man’s photo.

Looks shocking.

Apparently he was suppressing extreme anger.

Lu Fuji understands.

This is what Annan deliberately left behind.

It is to let them see the existence of this person.

“Why did Annan deliberately keep this person’s information?”

Lu Fuji frowned: "Trap? Or something else?"

Yet the city was also home to the Commonwealth and the Church.