novelonline Chapter 2653 Lord Lucci, keep it up! Keep it up! Keep it up!
Chapter 2653 Lord Lucci, keep it up! Keep it up! Keep it up!
Chapter 2653 Lord Lucci, keep it up! Keep it up! Keep it up!
"CP9"
Xu's gaze swept over the four people standing in different directions.
It lingered on the owl for a moment, in particular.
Then, a knowing smile appeared on his usually indifferent face.
"As expected, you guys came looking for us."
"In other words, the coffin has already been dealt with by you."
"But I probably won't die."
"After all, he is one of the 'Three Feathers of Naraku' who survived after I bestowed blood upon him."
Kroe did not respond, having no intention of wasting time with him.
He decisively and directly entered the task execution phase.
"I imagine you won't just surrender."
As Locke looked at Xu and Long, he pushed up his glasses with his wrist.
"Since that's the case, there's no need for further words."
He then gave clear instructions to the three team members.
"Lucci, this Hollow is yours. I'll take care of Oboro."
"Bruno, Owl, take care of the other monks."
After saying that, he uttered the last two words with unwavering certainty.
"Do it!"
The moment the word "movement" was uttered, a sudden change occurred.
No one clearly saw Lucci or Xu make any obvious movements.
There was no stepping, no gathering of strength, just a fleeting exchange of glances.
Without warning, a deafening 'boom' resounded in the approximately ninety-square-meter open space between the two of them.
The air was like a giant drum being pounded hard by an invisible hammer.
The transparent shock wave, visible to the naked eye, spread wildly in all directions in a spherical shape.
The solid ground was as if it had been brutally torn apart by the claws of a savage beast.
Large chunks of earth and rocks, along with corpses and bloodstains, were thrown into the sky.
This was not an explosion caused by gunpowder or energy.
Rather, it is a physical phenomenon resulting from the collision of extreme speed and force.
The illusory blade and Lucci's finger gun, exceeding the visual limits of everyone present except themselves, have already clashed for the first time.
In the collision, the forcibly compressed air and the burst of kinetic energy are released in one breath.
This is what created the horrifying scene of the clearing operation we see today.
The monks who were closest to the enemy were the first to be hit.
They didn't even have time to prepare before they were lifted into the air by the violent blast wave.
Then, like leaves scattered in a storm, they are thrown far away.
Finally, it crashed heavily onto the solid ground.
For a moment, the sickening sounds of bones cracking and muffled groans and screams rose and fell.
Countless others suffered head injuries and bleeding.
Those who were luckier were forced to retreat repeatedly.
Only Oboro, Kro, Bruno, and Owl remained.
They reacted the instant the impact occurred.
It might lightly touch the ground and drift backward, or it might tumble and somersault in the air.
With nimble and agile movements, they landed steadily at a safe distance, their eyes fixed intently on their respective opponents.
Kuro and Oboro's gazes briefly met in the air.
Without a word, the two vanished from their spot in the next instant.
The "Silent Step" was developed based on the "shaving" technique.
It was as if Kro disappeared into the environment of the Breath of Mist that he had created.
Meanwhile, Oboro used ancient martial arts techniques to move at high speed with his sword in the gradually thickening fog.
Both sides started with a fast-paced game.
Only occasionally, sparks would suddenly burst forth from somewhere.
A fleeting glint of blades or claw marks, a shower of sparks, or a ground scratch appearing out of nowhere can indicate that the two are fighting.
The clanging and banging sounds were incessant.
the other side.
Bruno and the owl had also rushed towards the group of monks who had just regained their footing and whose eyes had returned to their indifferent state.
Despite having nearly two hundred people, they lacked the imposing presence that a numerical advantage should provide when facing these two CP9 elites.
On the contrary, the monks who had witnessed the strength of the owls before were quickly forming ranks.
Straw hats were everywhere, and tin staffs were like a forest.
A chilling and murderous aura coalesced into a powerful force.
What Bruno and the owl didn't expect was...
The twenty or thirty monks who were severely injured by the shockwaves created by Lucci and the Void, lying paralyzed in pools of blood, their limbs twisted, and who should have been unable to move, were now dead.
At this moment, a strange change occurred.
They slowly rose from the ground in various contorted and stiff postures that defied human physiology.
When these monk soldiers raised their heads, their eyes turned deathly white, completely losing any trace of pupils.
All that remains is a chilling emptiness.
There was no expression of pain or anger on his face.
Only utter numbness and deathly silence.
Not only that.
These seemingly 'resurrected' monk soldiers no longer follow the formations they have practiced for many years.
It let out a low, guttural roar that sounded inhuman.
He charged at Bruno and the owl without any sense of reason, wielding his tin staff.
Their movements were swift and suicidal.
Those rational and sound-hearted monks seemed to have anticipated this.
They continued to move in tight formation, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.
Let these crazy 'comrades' take the lead.
I am like a cold noose, with layers upon layers of encirclement.
"Tsk!"
The owl swept away three frenzied monk soldiers who pounced on it with a whip kick.
Seeing the deep, sunken wound on his chest that revealed the bone, yet he was still able to get up again without realizing it.
He immediately made a judgment: "These guys aren't human anymore, they're zombies!"
Bruno, not far away, silently punched a monk soldier in the head, blowing it off.
The other person swayed as they fell to the ground.
The head was seen regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He then got up and continued his attack on him.
"The vital points are ineffective."
Bruno gave a concise evaluation.
Then his gaze swept over the hundreds of monk soldiers around him who were still considered normal people.
"It seems that even if we kill these people, they will turn into these living dead with immortal bodies."
Sure enough, no matter what the two did, the wounds of these monk soldiers with white eyes and chapped flesh would heal completely within seconds.
Although they lacked any sense of reason, it was enough to sustain their continued entanglement.
"Is that guy named Xu's immortal blood really that abnormal?"
"Chirp chirp!"
"This is comparable to, and even surpasses, the third stage of life restoration!"
The owl growled as it panted, its voice heavy with apprehension.
"But why did they lose their minds?"
"The coffin and that Oboro both seemed perfectly normal, blah blah blah!"
"Perhaps it's related to tolerance," Bruno guessed casually.
that's the truth.
The 'blood of immortality' bestowed by the Void.
It contains extremely powerful Altana energy and its own will.
Without sufficient talent, willpower, and physical strength.
That would be like filling a fragile container with magma.
Longhe Coffin was one of the lucky ones.
In order to achieve his plan, Xu created excellent soldiers.
A drop of blood was pre-sealed into the bodies of these two hundred most elite monk soldiers.
The setting is that when the host is near death or suffers a fatal injury.
The blood automatically unsealed and merged into the body, transforming them into immortal tools.
It has to be said that this move by the virtual is cruel.
It certainly caused quite a bit of trouble for the owl and Bruno.
They really don't have a solution right now.
at the same time.
The area at the epicenter of the explosion has been completely cleared.
As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, two figures facing each other were revealed.
Lucci's hands were out of his pockets, and his posture, though seemingly casual, was flawless.
The white dove that used to be on his shoulder was named Hadori.
At this moment, it had already nimbly ascended to the sky above the two of them and hovered there.
Surprisingly, it spoke clearly in human language.
The voice was high-pitched yet full of loyalty and encouragement:
"Go, Lord Lucci! Go! Go!"
"Smash that handsome pretty boy's face, gugu~"
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