Lord of the Desert

Chapter 510 Wrong

The atmosphere is pulled away from the surface by gravity and dispersed in the universe.

On both sides of the wooden boat, the kings of flying beasts who tried to jump to the celestial sphere successively ran out of strength, wailed and fell, and finally melted into colorful rain in the ionosphere.

No one has ever seen such a romantic world destruction, not even a martial arts master.

Hong Fan was thinking this and was shocked to find that the altitude had stagnated.

If viewed from a third-party perspective, the purple tentacles protruding from the surface have stretched to their limits, and their size seems like horns growing from a planet.

From its tip, purple flesh and blood tissue floated into the thin atmosphere.

The icy blue planet is about to move into direct alignment.

The heavy breathing on the boat suddenly became quieter, as if the bones had been pulled out.

"Didn't they say that the demon god must have passed away?"

Xu Ziang asked with a wry smile, holding the side of the boat.

The stars are embedded in the dark sky.

Unlike the surface, they no longer flicker at this time, but condense into sharp points of light.

Hu Lumen grabbed Hong Fan's shoulders.

"What do you want to say?"

The latter looked back.

"We can't do it, you have to go alone."

Hu Lumen speaks very fast.

"You can fly, and only you can! The atmospheres of the two stars are connected. Use the sand wings, or your turboprops, to find that passage. Charge!"

Someone behind heard this.

"Zishou, I also want to..."

Upon hearing this, Hu Lumen turned around like lightning, drew his sword, and chopped off the speaker's head.

The knife was so fast that even Hong Fan couldn't see it clearly.

Everyone was shocked and angry when they saw their companions killing each other, but both Guantong and Hunran were too weak to resist due to lack of oxygen.

"Envoy Hu, you said you could take us out!"

Xu Ziang questioned out of control, his voice hoarse as a scrape.

"The name I gave you may not even be true, so you take my words seriously?"

Hu Lumen laughed exaggeratedly.

"The quality of the people in charge of your martial arts academy is indeed not as good as our Supervisory Council. The Divine Evil Codex has been lost, and the most important thing now is to protect our personnel. Among the fifteen people here, only Hong Zishou is the most valuable, so he should be allowed to leave!"

"The rest of us will figure it out. I'll kill anyone who opposes me."

He is a congenital one, so the rest of the people are certainly no match for him.

There is only one person who can be his opponent.

"Hong Zishou, go ahead. Hu has already said that it is just for survival, and this is not a mistake."

Hu Lumen put his sword back into the sheath, stood proudly on the star ship, and looked at Hong Fan.

"Let's go, Zishou."

The person who spoke was Lai Huazang.

"You don't owe us anything. You should live if you can."

He sat up straight with difficulty, and straightened his dirty collar under the starlight that had not been filtered by the atmosphere.

Hong Fan is not the kind of person who won't regret.

He often thought of the people and things he had lost with regret, and was in so much pain that he could hardly control himself.

Making choices is always painful.

Fortunately, he will not give up his choice because of the pain.

"sorry……"

Hong Fan picked the Dragon Soul Fruit, shaped his sand wings, started the engine, and left the ship.

As Yu Guangzhong watched, the wooden boat beneath him became smaller and smaller, and Youer was hard to see.

But the atmosphere was too thin, and the turboprop engine provided very limited power due to lack of intake pressure; soon, he was forced to directly inject sand flow as the working fluid for propulsion.

The effect of the fruit has not yet worn off, the true essence is endless, but the sand cannot be replenished.

The ice-blue planet has reached alignment.

[Does my journey end here? ]

Hong Fan thought blankly.

[It would be better to stay in the boat from the beginning, with everyone. ]

As he thought of this, he felt his body suddenly stabilize and accelerate again.

A pair of hands were pressing on his back. Hong Fan turned around and saw that it was Hu Lumen.

"What's wrong with you? Are you in the Yuanci realm?"

Without the gas medium, the vibration is transmitted through the connected limbs of the two people.

"I was originally planning to sneak out without telling you, and report a fake death, just in time to make Guan Qimai bleed a lot of money."

Hu Lumen smiled tiredly.

The two flew in silence, but the principle of magnetic flight is to interact with the innate spiritual energy. As the distance from the planet increases, the innate spiritual energy becomes thinner.

After the upright position, the two stars will move further and further apart.

“This speed is not enough.”

The Hu Lu clan came to a conclusion.

"Looks like only one of us can go out."

Hong Fan immediately realized a solution - both of them were martial arts masters with great physical strength, and if one of them sacrificed himself, he could provide a lot of kinetic energy and momentum to the other, and there might be a chance.

"I……"

Hong Fan started talking but didn't continue.

Beside the two people, pale blue jets formed by gas molecules flowed into space.

From the perspective of creatures on the ground, the sky is fading from azure blue to deep purple, and finally turning into the final black curtain.

"I……"

Hong Fan tried to speak again.

At that moment, the remaining water vapor instantly condensed in the vacuum, exploded like diamond dust, and scattered into billions of tiny rainbows under the cross-shaped illumination of two stars in the distance.

Ice crystals are in nirvana.

Hong Fan suffered a cerebral embolism and was shocked to find that his only thought was to survive.

"No need to talk and no need to worry."

Hu Lumen laughed out loud, and the vibration was transmitted through the two people's connected bodies. It lacked resonance but was more immediate and real.

"You are the Star Lord. As long as a certain family is here, you will not die here, nor today!"

Hong Fan opened his eyes and tears froze as soon as they appeared.

"Two last things."

"The first thing is the money I saved. It's in the compartment of my bedside table. When you return to Shenjing, take it out and give it to me..."

Hu Lumen actually paused.

Behind his back, which Hong Fan could not see, he revealed a hint of loneliness for a moment, then deliberately hid it with a smile.

"Leave it to Miss Xingmeng from Minghua Tower in Shenjing."

"The second thing is that I want to apologize to you. Four years ago in Xijing, forget it, I won't talk about it..."

Hu Lumen looked at the boundless universe in front of him. The birthmark on his face proliferated rapidly. The purple fleshy tissue wrapped around his whole body in a few breaths, with mysterious patterns on its surface.

A force so huge that it surpassed the level of primordial magnetism burst out and pushed Hong Fan out. The overload was so strong that his eyes went black and he was dizzy for a long time.

The flight is silent and unobstructed, and its duration cannot be measured by time.

The ice-blue planet enlarges in sight, welcoming the crossover with its warm atmosphere.

I felt gravity again and fell.

Hong Fan caught a glimpse of the light and shadows flickering beside him like tears. He reached out to grab them and found that they were actually a handful of colorless crystals.

At the same time, another world.

The Hu Lu Menzhu was like a meteor, and its clothes were burned by the friction of the atmosphere, leaving it naked like a baby.

With his arms outstretched, he crashed into the clouds. Beside him was a giant dark purple arm that was so high that the top was invisible.

The clouds extinguished in the vortex.

The farthest horizon was lost in darkness.

The journey of reappearance is over, and the impermanent world is collapsing.

At this moment, Hu Lumen felt a coolness from the burns on his body and couldn't help but smile.

"Is it rain, to bring me good luck?"

At the moment when the real and the unreal overlapped and annihilated each other, Inspector Hu of the Supervisory Office returned to the bumpy ox cart he had ridden in that year, still holding the fig in his hand.

The experienced young man did not choose martial arts this time, but jumped out of the car resolutely and ran towards the call behind him.

PS: I had planned to write about some "big" scenes for this story, and finally chose the intersection of the celestial spheres as the starting point.

The last two days were a bit rushed as I was rushing to finish the manuscript.

If there is more time, it should be more fulfilling.

(End of this chapter)