Chapter 256: Giving You a Gift Called Death

Song Cong and Su Zhaohui, who were well-equipped, came to the meeting place.

Although the mission clearly stated that ten golden bears below double S were needed to cooperate in the search and rescue, only seven people actually arrived.

In addition to the two of them, the identity pattern on the left chest of the other five people was a small golden bear with a pair of wings.

Flying Bear General!

Five powerful double-winged flying bears, which means that their strength is at least double S level.

It seems that few ordinary golden bears are willing to wade into this muddy water.

In front of the five double-winged flying bears, Su Zhaohui, who has always been casual, also looked more serious. He stood beside Song Cong with a serious face and did not speak.

The two waited for a while, and soon, a figure slowly walked towards them.

With the appearance of this figure, Song Cong and Su Zhaohui immediately felt that the temperature in the area where they were located began to drop rapidly.

A thin layer of white frost condensed on the ground.

A man who looked very ordinary appeared in front of several people.

The man was of average height and appearance, but his temperament was particularly outstanding, like a steep and rugged iceberg, exuding a chilling breath all over his body.

He was wearing a pure black combat uniform, and the golden bear on his left chest had two pairs of wings growing behind it, and a faint white light was visible under his clothes.

Four-winged flying bear!

Seeing the man appear, whether it was Song Cong, Su Zhaohui, or the five flying bears, they all immediately bowed their heads and greeted the man with a respectful tone: "Hello, Lord Han."

After the greetings, Song Cong and Su Zhaohui looked at each other quietly, and both read from each other's eyes that "it turned out to be this person", followed by an inexplicable relaxation.

The reputation of the person in front of him was still well-known within the Yellow Bears. Han Xun was the first and only one who successfully transplanted the SSS-level top new weapon - "Cold Prison Battle Body" and cultivated to the "Control Realm".

"Are all the people here?"

Han Xun asked, with an indifferent look that seemed to have no emotional fluctuations, sweeping across the crowd in the field.

A flying bear replied, "There are three more, on their way, and they will be here in about ten minutes."

"Then we won't wait."

Han Xun said lightly, "Let's go."

"Yes."

Everyone agreed, and under Han Xun's leadership, they quickly boarded a shuttle.

The shuttle was ice blue and of high specifications. It was Han Xun's personal car.

The speed was much faster than ordinary shuttles.

Song Cong and Su Zhaohui sat in the shuttle, waiting quietly.

It was only about fifteen minutes later that the group arrived at their destination.

The gap representing the entrance to the Sorrowful Ruins was constantly flashing with strong white light, and violent evil energy fluctuations were escaping from it.

Han Xun stepped in with a blank expression.

The rest of the flying bears followed in a line.

Song Cong and Su Zhaohui were at the end.

Song Cong quietly grasped the silver-white long sword at his waist, and a young and handsome figure subconsciously appeared in his mind.

Looking at the entrance to the secret realm with fluctuating light in front of him, he took a deep breath and stepped in.

"Please don't get into trouble."

Go!

Or not?

Lu Yuan was caught in a dilemma.

Reason told Lu Yuan that the best choice now was to escape immediately, the farther the better.

Otherwise, when the things in the black egg hatched, he would most likely fall into the biggest crisis in history.

This time, there was no Yu Wentong to help him from behind.

But.

He really wanted to know the truth.

Who was that voice?

Who was He?

Why did He leave something for himself?

What was that thing?

This feeling was like being in an Internet cafe, looking at the game screen in front of him.

On the one hand, he really wanted to finish this life-and-death game of the promotion match.

On the other hand, he got the exact news that the teacher and parents were on their way.

What to do?

How to choose?

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed rapidly, and he was struggling and hesitating.

Suddenly.

"Kacha——"

A crisp sound, as if something was broken, rang in his ears.

He raised his head suddenly, and his pupils shrank slightly.

He found that at the top of the sixth stone pillar in the distance, the black giant egg that was swallowing the rolling death energy had a clearly visible crack on the smooth and hard eggshell surface.

"Broken?"

Lu Yuan blinked his eyes, feeling a little surprised.

It was clear that the huge vortex formed by the funnel and death energy in the sky had not been absorbed completely.

He thought that the giant egg would not break its shell until all the death energy was swallowed by it.

Unexpectedly, this thing did not play by the rules.

While he was thinking about it, the sound of the shell breaking became louder and louder.

Lu Yuan did not react.

Then he saw the cracks on the surface of the black giant egg spread rapidly, almost in the blink of an eye

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the black giant egg on the sixth stone pillar exploded.

In an instant, an indescribable terrible breath spread out from it.

The moment this breath was emitted.

The time around seemed to be still.

The death energy flowing in the sky stagnated, and the huge death funnel and death vortex were frozen.

The air was thick as paste.

Lu Yuan felt an unprecedented terrifying pressure suddenly exerted on him.

The five-meter-tall elephant god's walking body made a creaking sound under this pressure.

He gritted his teeth and found that he could hardly move, like a flying insect trapped in amber, his whole body was solidified.

Xie Jun and the other two who were still standing there stupidly in the distance were almost the same at this time.

The three of them were as pale as paper.

A huge amount of data fell in their pupils like a waterfall.

I don’t know what results they have monitored. The huge fear and despair that cannot be expressed in words surged out from their eyes and engulfed the three of them.

At the same time.

Song Cong and his group who had just entered the secret realm also felt the fluctuation of this breath, and they all raised their heads in an instant.

Han Xun stood at the front of the team.

At the moment the fluctuation appeared, a cold light burst out from his cold eyes.

Without saying hello to the people behind him, Han Xun stepped forward quickly.

Then the whole person soared into the sky and disappeared in the sky in front of him in an instant.

The flying bears looked at each other, and reached a consensus. They took off one after another and followed Han Xun's footsteps.

Only Song Cong and Su Zhaohui were left looking at each other.

After a short silence, Su Zhaohui cursed in a depressed tone: "Fuck!"

Then the two began to run as fast as they could, chasing forward.

"Huh-Huh-"

Lu Yuan was panting heavily, his eyes fixed on the location where the breath burst out in front of him.

I saw that the burst of deathly aura spread out like water.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in front of Lu Yuan.

——

This was a young man with deep facial features and handsome appearance.

He was about five meters tall, which was almost the same height as Lu Yuan's elephant god walking posture.

His body was unusually well-proportioned.

He was covered with jet-black crow feathers all over his body, including on both sides of his cheeks.

These feathers were shiny and glossy, combed behind his back, like a precious and gorgeous black cloak.

The man's body was quietly suspended on the top of the sixth stone pillar, his indifferent eyes looked down at everything from a high position, with a noble temperament like a monarch.

"x-on:#￥%"

The man suddenly spoke.

One after another, strange and difficult syllables came out of his mouth.

It was the ancient language of the Crow God Cult.

Although many pronunciations were slightly different from what Lu Yuan had learned, and more ancient.

But Lu Yuan still understood the meaning of every word the man said.

"I am the King of Gubrunt, a lost person who was deceived by the Holy Light and returned to the right path, and the most loyal servant of the Lord of the Crows."

Lu Yuan was stunned, listening to the man saying one title after another like a dish.

The Five Saints. The last king of the Kingdom of Gubrunt.

He didn't expect that this person would be hatched from the black giant egg.

What he didn't expect was that.

The Kingdom of Gubrunt had been destroyed for many years, and most of the Gubrunt people had turned into bones and dust.

This guy who claimed to be the King of Gubrunt was still alive and kicking, and could even speak.

Does the goddess of death worshipped by the Crow God Cult, the God of Black Crows, the God of the Styx. Lamashduo really have the ability to control life and death?

"He asked you to wait for me here?

He is Lamashdo?

What did he leave for me?"

During the handsome man's seemingly endless self-introduction, Lu Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him.

The sound echoing in the sky stopped abruptly.

The King of Gubrent, who had awakened from the black dome, stopped praising himself.

The dark eyes slowly moved down.

Finally, they fell on Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's body tensed, and he squinted his eyes slightly, ready to prevent any unexpected changes.

Then, he heard the handsome man in front of him, who was covered with crow feathers, really responded to his words.

"Two gifts."

The handsome man looked at Lu Yuan quietly, and said to him word by word in the ancient ancient language: "One is here"

He stretched out his extremely slender fingers and gently tapped the position of his heart on his left chest.

"You need to pass my test to get it."

"I can give you the other one now."

Lu Yuan was slightly startled, and blurted out subconsciously: "What?"

The handsome man didn't say anything, just looked at him, then

raised one hand, stretched out the index finger with the black feather attached to it, and gently pointed at Lu Yuan.

At the same time, he calmly said two words: "Death."

At the moment when these two words came out.

The man's index finger silently shot out a pure black light.

This black light instantly crossed many distances and arrived in front of Lu Yuan in an instant.

The timeline seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

All the sounds between heaven and earth went away with it.

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank rapidly, and driven by instinct, he raised his arms and crossed them in front of his chest.

On the panel, the light of the skill bloomed.

An extremely thick black stone wall rose quickly.

However.

He could only watch the black light shoot through the protection of [Mountain Blessing] as easily as piercing a piece of paper.

Next came his arms folded in front of him.

Then came the armor of [Underworld Clothes] that had been upgraded to level 5.

Then came the majestic body of the elephant god in walking posture.

He watched the black light tear through his layers of defense like a hot knife through butter, and finally shot into his chest and penetrated from behind.

"Thump, thump, thump——"

Lu Yuan couldn't help but step back a few steps, stepping on several large pits on the ground.

Then he lowered his head with a look of astonishment and disbelief.

He clearly saw the position of his heart on the left side of his chest, and a blood hole as thick as a thumb pierced through him from front to back.

A strong sense of impending death swept over him like a tide.

Lu Yuan raised his head and looked calmly at the handsome man standing on the sixth stone pillar.

His lips moved.

Finally.

He uttered a curse with a difficult tone.

"Fuck you."

"Boom!"

Lu Yuan's body fell backwards like a collapsed demon mountain, raising a large cloud of dust.

Everything seemed to have calmed down completely.

Standing in the distance, Xie Jun and the other two who witnessed this scene trembled all over, and they didn't know how to express their fear and despair at this moment.

However, just one second later

"Boom!"

A loud noise far louder than before sounded.

A small mushroom cloud exploded directly at the place where Lu Yuan fell.

Countless dust and earth and rocks rose.

In the sudden explosion, a hoarse voice with a piercing coldness under the calmness slowly sounded in the square.

"Are you kidding me?!"