Final Priesthood

Chapter 80 Mutation

 This is your responsibility.

Lu Yuan remembered the information Ge Wenjun disclosed to him on the phone.

 But he is still very polite on the surface.

“No need.. You can help me find its location. I should be able to handle the rest myself.”

He was afraid that Zhou Ling and others would delay the matter for too long, so he could solve this problem earlier by taking action himself.

Zhou Ling smiled, then turned to look in the direction of the stairs next to him, and said with a change of tone: "Actually, we just discovered your presence when we came in."

"Um?"

“Go up on the 13th and prepare to bring you down.

He probably didn’t expect you to be so decisive and ruthless in your attack.

I guess he didn’t intend to fight you in the first place.”

 Zhou Ling looked at Lu Yuan and said, "Can you understand what I mean?"

Lu Yuan fell silent.

What Zhou Ling probably wanted to express was that his strength was actually not as powerful as he imagined.

The main reason why No. 13 was beaten like that by him was that No. 13 had no intention of attacking him at all, and he was rushing to beat others to death.

 One has no intention to fight and the other has murderous intentions, which leads to the subsequent results.

Lu Yuan was noncommittal about Zhou Ling's words. After thinking about it, he suddenly said, "Why do you tell me so much?"

He has wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Zhou Ling's current attitude towards himself is a bit too good.

Although he was known as the "core true successor of the Tianshuihui Crane Sect" in Zhou Ling's eyes because of the crane punch.

 But his words are still dense enough.

There are some things that I feel like there is absolutely no need to tell me, a high school student, so much.

 “Yeah, I did talk a lot today.”

 Zhou Ling said calmly: "The main reason is that we are also quite interested in you."

Lu Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously blurted out: "Do you want to invite me to join Huang Xiong?"

 “I have such an idea.”

Zhou Ling nodded and said: "Huang Xiong has always taken the initiative to recruit elites from all walks of life to join, especially talented fresh blood like you."

 Lu Yuan thought of No. 13, who had been blasted by himself and needed to have his brain replaced, and couldn't help but said: "I don't want to undergo any human body modification."

"ha-"

Zhou Ling couldn't help laughing when he heard Lu Yuan's words.

“I guessed you would say that.

Huang Xiong is not all made up of modified people. You can also join as an ordinary warrior, and there are many benefits.

But to be honest, reforming this path is much more orthodox and brighter than practicing martial arts, and you will know later."

Zhou Ling sighed a few words, suddenly stood up from the chair and patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder.

“It’s too early to tell you this now.

 It’s almost time.”

 Zhou Ling turned his head and looked aside.

It was only then that Lu Yuan realized that the expressions of the strong men in tight-fitting clothes in the living room had suddenly become solemn and solemn.

It was only then that Lu Yuan noticed the noisy sounds coming from outside the house.

It is the sound of countless birds flapping their wings and taking off, which is like the sound of heavy rain pattering on the awning.

 He turned his head and looked outside the house, only to see large black shadows flying up.

Lu Yuanyuan felt a sense of nervousness about the impending rain for no apparent reason.

 He also hurriedly stood up from the chair.

"get ready."

 Zhou Ling's temperament changed, and his original relaxed and comfortable posture became restrained.

Like a lazy tiger waking up from its nap.

 For a moment, Zhou Ling in front of him gave Lu Yuan the same feeling as when he first saw Qin Feng at the entrance of Yuanwu Hall.

That kind of terrible oppression that presses the heart and mind.     “You should also prepare.”

 Zhou Ling turned around and told Lu Yuan.

 “I want to come too?”

Lu Yuan was stunned for a while and blinked: "What are you preparing for? Who are we going to fight?"

 “You’re a fool!”

Zhou Ling smiled and scolded, "I'm telling you to be ready to find a place to hide.

 Once the war starts later, I may not have time to take care of you.

 As for who to hit?”

Zhou Ling glanced at the group of men in vests piled in the corner and said calmly.

“You don’t think we came here just to catch a few things.”

 The Crow God Cult!

Lu Yuan’s heart trembled, and he immediately woke up.

　　Yes, even the elements of the cult that the rat men can solve by themselves involve the supernatural.

How could it not be extraordinary in Jiaoyan City, which can attract Zhou Ling, who can get Zhou Ling.

Before coming in, I had thought that I would face Chaofan, but when I met Zhou Ling and the others, I actually forgot about it.

Lu Yuan hurriedly took action and looked around for a hiding place.

 “The basement is over here.”

 A man in tights kindly pointed in a certain direction.

Lu Yuan glanced at it, said nothing, and just rushed straight to the stairs on the second floor.

 “This guy is smarter than you.”

Zhou Ling laughed and then ignored Lu Yuan.

His expression grew colder, and he casually took off his coat, revealing the same black combat uniform as the others underneath.

The tight-fitting clothes outline Zhou Ling's well-proportioned and perfect strong body.

On the left chest, a white bear with its arms raised in a roaring pattern shines brightly under the light of incandescent lamps.

Zhou Ling strode to the door of the living room, squinted his eyes and looked in one direction.

 As if waiting for something to arrive.

A crow without eyes bumped in through the window at the top of the stairs.

Struggling to get up, the first thing he did was to pounce fiercely towards Lu Yuan who happened to be passing by.

Lu Yuan flicked it casually, and the latter was like a ping pong ball hit at high speed, and was slapped against the wall with a loud "pop".

 Leaving a pool of dark red fishy blood, it slid down the wall bit by bit.

Without even looking at Lu Yuan, he rushed up to the fourth floor in one breath.

 I found an upward opening in the ceiling on the far left side of the corridor on the fourth floor, and originally planned to go up to the rooftop to see what was going on.

As a result, as soon as I took two steps closer, I noticed that countless bird droppings were falling from the opening, just like rain.

Lu Yuyuan didn’t have the courage to “face the shit”, so he gave up the idea and stood still in the corridor on the fourth floor.

At this moment, the sky above the house was completely occupied by a dark flock of crows.

The crows that were perched in the front yard and those that were pecking at human corpses in the septic tank in the backyard all took flight at this time for unknown reasons.

He was like crazy, screaming and circling the house.

 In Chinese language classes, when describing a person's noisiness, one would often use "noisy like a crow".

 Lu Yuan had never had much feeling before.

Only now do I realize that this metaphor is too apt.

Thousands of crows gathered around the house and made sounds at the same time. The sound was ten times more noisy than the market in the early morning.

Besides these cries, he could barely hear any sound.

 The magic sound fills the ears. This is the real magic sound filling the ears.

Lu Yuan noticed that his facial expression became a bit ferocious unconsciously.

Countless unpleasant sounds fill every inch of space around you, trying desperately to get in through your pores. Even the best-tempered person will become irritable.

 (End of this chapter)