Chapter 270: Vulcan Choice
The mighty, with the power of violent and endless darkness, I do not know where it came from, like suddenly breaking into the sky, coming across the quiet river of years, the originally bright sky suddenly darkened, and the darkness swept across the sky , Shrouded in this small village.
A flare of light appeared above the black wooden block.
A deep voice sounded, the sound of Kuroki suddenly cracking.
The black firework was burning, and the barbarian old priest shivered as if in a terrible hell, suffering endless suffering.
At the same time, on the hillside outside the distant village, Lu Chen slowly climbed up from the ground, and the black fire shrank back a little tamely from the flesh and skin of his whole body. After an instant out of control, he was very Quickly restored control of those black fires in his body.
It was just his gaze, looking far away at the village, and staring at the appearance of the old priest. The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and at that moment, maybe no one in the whole world could experience the pain more than him.
It was the ultimate pain of burning black souls and burning souls, which had almost exceeded the limits of human endurance, but he had been trapped in it for a full ten years.
Under the light of the black fire, that terrible and strange power entered the body of the old priest through the blackwood totem. His old flesh slowly swelled up, like an inflated ball, and from the black in midair Numerous red lines spreading out of the wooden block were slowly turning into black at this moment.
The barbarians, who had been furiously fighting, suddenly stopped.
People in black saw these creepy and weird scenes, and one by one they couldn't help but stop and looked at each other, and many people even resigned.
Who knows that this small barbarian tribe thought it was easy to grasp, and as a result, there were so many moths.
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A hoarse shout came out of the mouth of the old priest. This voice was like an order, which suddenly made all the barbarians who were sluggish to act suddenly, but this time they stopped killing, not biting, but directly to those The man in black pounced.
The sharp sword light flew up and cut sharply. For a while, the blood flew again, but those barbarians didn't care about it. They saw life and death as nothing, even if they broke their hands and feet, they still bravely moved forward, all the way to the black person. before.
"Snapped!"
There was a light sound from the swollen body of the old priest, and a blood hole suddenly exploded on his back, and that piece of flesh instantly became fine shreds of blood, splashing everywhere.
And almost at the same time, a barbarian who had flung in front of a black man had been cut off one arm, and suddenly, the whole body exploded.
Like the same terrible firework, bursting and exploding, the soul of life and flesh and bones, instantly inspired all the power.
The power was so great that he heard only a scream, and the man in black who had leaned nearest was blown off half of his body, flung it backwards, and then fell to the ground to twitch.
The crowd was horrified, but everything seemed to be out of control, and the terrible dark power was shrouded in this seemingly cursed death village. On the old priest, blood holes one after another exploded, and What followed was the same savage, and then with the barbarians who were to die with them.
This was an extremely horrible and desperate battle. In the end, there were no winners, and some were just death.
The barbarian flesh-bomb that was thoroughly inspired by the terrorist forces made the black man so powerful that he could not resist. The original strong battlefield quickly disintegrated and collapsed. Finally, everyone turned around and fled.
But it was useless, and the barbarians rushed frantically, as if all of them had lost their minds, far more than the number of these men in black, came from all directions, and died with them.
The sound of rumbling is endless, the entire village is completely turned into hell, life is turned into nothingness in the terrible black flame and a piece of flesh falls to the ground. In the face of such horrible witchcraft, any magical powers of the Tao and magic swords seem to be all Overshadowed.
What the world did not expect was that this terrible situation lasted for a long time. Just like thunder, not only this mountain, but from this day, in the next few decades, there were no animals in the hundreds of miles around here. presence. All creatures, including monster poison, and even those poisonous insects in the evil python valley, have all fled.
Everything was in the darkness, and disappeared into silence. It was not until the light reappeared and the darkness slowly receded that day that the village emerged from the darkness again.
There was a suffocating **** smell in the air, and looking far away, there seemed to be no living people. To be precise, there might be no people.
On the half-hill **** outside the village, Lu Chen and A Tu both stared at this scene in a stunned state. Half a word was speechless. Such a terrible sight, even Lu Chen, was the first time in his life.
At this moment, Lu Chen's mind was blank, and after a while, he slowly recovered his calmness.
He glanced down at the village below, and after struggling for a while, he bowed his head to Atudao: "You stay here, don't go there."
A Tushen nodded obediently and took two steps back, and it seemed that Pakistan had to pass.
Lu Chen sighed, turned around and walked down the mountain.
Before entering the village, the blood was so strong that Lu Chen had to hold his breath, and after entering the village, the scene of the flesh-and-blood slaughterhouse made him so hard-hearted.
Wherever you look, there is almost no complete body, even those who died the earliest were also affected in the subsequent tragic self-detonation and destroyed the body.
Lu Chen's face was a little pale, but his reason was still tenacious. After staying for a while, he found his goal and walked over there.
At the center of the village, the old priest lay down on the ground next to the pile of stones that had been stained with blood.
The old man's body was almost completely blown up, and now it was just a stubble, and the piece of black wood was still on his chest, and it was already torn apart and not in shape at the moment.
Lu Chen glanced at the black wood for a moment, thinking, Is this thing destroyed? As he crouched down and looked up, the old priest suddenly opened his eyes.
Lu Chen was startled, but then found out that the eyes of the barbaric old priest had returned to normal, there was no longer the terrible blood red, and the pupils looked exactly like the human race, staring at him.
An inexplicable heartbeat sounded suddenly in Lu Chen's ears. The power of the black fire was suddenly moving, and a strange black light passed over the deepest of his eyes.
The old priest's lips moved. After a while, a voice suddenly rang in Lu Chen's ears.
"Child, Vulcan chose you!" (To be continued.)