edge of pure land.

Chapter 421 Battlefield of Medanzo
The meeting of the shelter's temporary combat command center has ended. After the participants from all parties reached a temporary consensus, they left one after another.

After Yuan Ze watched the representatives of the Celestial Being Organization leave, he sat in the shadows and lit a cigarette for himself, puffing out smoke: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Peng."

Facing these two living fossils who survived from the old world, he showed great respect, but there was an intriguing taste in his tone: "Are you two really unaware of the matter of Longque? I know that you two are very close to Mr. Lu...Mr. Lu. But this is a serious matter, please clarify your identities."

In the dense smoke, his eyes were somewhat cold.

"I'm really puzzled. If Longque is really still alive, is it a bad thing? Or is it a bad thing for you, General Yuan?" Zhou Zhuo didn't even bother to look back. His seniority was too high. He was the one who followed the first generation to conquer the world. How could he care about the warning of a junior of the Yuan family?

Even though he is very old now.

Yuan Ze's eyes moved slightly. The old man's words were undoubtedly a warning to him, meaning that he should focus on dealing with life disasters instead of internal fighting.

"I think General Yuan Ze is overthinking. Although my son-in-law has hidden a lot of good things and controls the authority of the God Curse Binding System, it is still too difficult to revive Long Que. Otherwise, our old bones..."

Peng Xianzhi turned around and said calmly: "You can live a second life too."

At present, Yuan Ze obviously suspects that Ryuque’s resurrection was the work of Lu Buer.

But having said that, he also discovered the problem.

Even if the God Curse System wants to resurrect someone, it still requires the sacrifice of an equal amount of the Curse of Origin. Given Longque's status, this undoubtedly requires enormous amounts of energy.

Equivalent substitution is the unchanging truth of this universe.

Energy does not appear or disappear out of thin air.

It is difficult to do so with Lu Buer's level.

Even if it is possible, it would require the permission of the God of Origin.

In fact, Zhou Zhuo and Peng Xianzhi also discussed this issue, but in the end they did not come to any reliable conclusion. They could only assume that it was caused by the special nature of the recipients of the sacrifice. After all, the siblings were related by blood, so perhaps there was a special mechanism.

Otherwise, Lu Buer could resurrect anyone at will.

But in fact, Lu Buer can indeed resurrect anyone through the God Curse System, but the prerequisite is that the God of Origin has sufficient reserves of divine power.

Of course, this kind of operation to change one's destiny cannot be carried out casually.

After all, some people have a limit on the number of times they can be resurrected.

Moreover, even for those who have no limit on the number of resurrections, there is a possibility of a tricky situation like Longque. He clearly underwent the creation ceremony but only barely saved his life. He showed no signs of waking up for a long time, as if he were a vegetable.

Therefore, we should cherish life.

Even if there are resurrection coins.

But for now, the above problems are not actually the reason why Lu Buer dare not continue to mess around with the God Curse System.

There was only one reason why he didn't dare abuse this art of life and death.

That means Long Ling is really going to come to the door soon.

Zhou Zhuo and Peng Xianzhi actually had similar concerns. Every time they saw this kid messing around with the Heavenly God Curse System, they were nervous, fearing that he would accidentally expose his position and attract the God of Origin.

That would be the highest level of life disaster on earth.

"This kid is also suspicious."

Zhou Zhuo walked in the ruins with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly to the soldiers stationed under the scorching sun and said, "To be honest, I have disliked him for a long time."

Peng Xianzhi sneered: "Then why are you still training him?"

Zhou Zhuo sighed: "After all, he is from my Yuan family, and some things always have to be adjusted. In fact, the person who chose him was not Qi Xian."

Peng Xianzhi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Founder?"

Zhou Zhu hummed.

Under the scorching sun, the backs of the two old men were stretched out on the yellow sand road. The atmosphere seemed to become solemn, and the only sound in the ears was the silence of the wind.

Founder.

In their circle, there is only one founder mentioned.

Founder of Aurora Technologies.

The mysterious ruler.

After leaving the command post surrounded by barbed wire, Zhou Zhuo and Peng Xianzhi saw an old man sitting on a concrete pier.

There seemed to be a coffee shop there, but after years of wind and sun, only a few ruins were left. An old man was squatting on a stone pier smoking, like a homeless person.

Mr. Zhou and Mr. Peng rarely saw the old man in such a miserable state. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was eating compressed biscuits with mineral water, just like he was fleeing.

It was obvious that the old guy hadn't eaten or drunk water for several days.

This is normal. Yuan Rong holds the Burning Sky Bone and is not afraid of the invasion of the corruption virus. He can even purify food and water independently.

But the problem is that now the power of the Corrupted Death God has been upgraded by Omega.

This is equivalent to the corruption virus also updating a version.

Now Yuan Rong can barely protect himself, but it is a bit difficult for him to purify food because his Ghost magic is far from being sophisticated enough.

He will also have problems if he swallows food that carries a corruption virus.

This is the situation at the third site. Even those who are able to protect themselves will actually have to face a survival crisis due to food and water problems.

"Xiao Yuan, you really gave birth to a good son."

Peng Xianzhi was not surprised to see this person. He paused and snorted coldly.

Zhou Zhuo glanced at him, walked over unhappily, and said, "That brat even dared to doubt me. If it were him five hundred years ago, I would have slapped him in the face."

Yuan Rong smoked a cigarette and rolled his eyes: "It's none of my business."

"If a son is not well educated, it is the fault of his father. When facing a powerful enemy, you are still thinking about internal fighting. How can this be disgraceful? If your ancestors saw this, they would be so angry that they would come back to life." Zhou Zhuo taught.

"Then just let him come back to life quickly. Whoever wants to clean up this mess can do so. I'm a dying man and I really can't stand it anymore." Yuan Rong had an attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. He threw the cigarette butt away and coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

The bloody sputum fell on the sand and was very light in color.

"injured?"

Peng Xianzhi glanced at the spit, frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you to keep a safe distance? Don't fight with Long Ling, why don't you listen?"

Yuan Rong grinned: "My hands are itching."

Zhou Zhu sneered and said, "Tell the truth."

Yuan Rong was silent for a second, groping for the cigarette in his pocket, looking at the ruins of the city, and said lightly: "It's nothing, just confirming what Babel Tower wants to do. Originally, the fight was going back and forth, but I didn't expect this group of heretics to have a trick up their sleeve. Um... Long Ling brought a desolate god here."

He paused: "That ninth-rank desolate god."

Zhou Zhuo's eyes changed slightly: "Ninth level?"

At this moment, Peng Xianzhi tightened his grip on the cane.

"Yes, the ninth-rank desolate god that appeared in Linhai." Yuan Rong sighed, "Long Ling wanted to restore him to his prime. If I hadn't risked my life to stop him, that guy would have really become powerful. Unfortunately, Chu Shiqing was a hidden talent, and his strength was much stronger than I imagined, so I didn't succeed completely."

His tone was somewhat regretful: "I just barely managed to make that thing a seventh-level one."

Zhou Zhuo and Peng Xianzhi looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes: "That's useless. If you don't kill him completely, he will probably recover his peak combat power in no time. You know the recovery ability of the Origin Sequence."

The two elders spoke in a stern tone and their expressions showed a hint of confusion.

In theory, this shouldn't be Yuanrong's style of doing things.

When it comes to the Wild God, either don’t fight him, or fight him to death.

This is common knowledge within the Human Overwatch Force.

"People get more annoying as they get older. I thought I was annoying enough, but I didn't expect you two to be more annoying than me. You two should just stay out of this matter. I can only say that before I came here, I flipped through the notes left by the previous three generations of holy monarchs and found some interesting things, so I wanted to give it a try."

Yuan Rong took a deep puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring. "As for the specific content of this attempt, it is not convenient to disclose it to you for the time being... Oh, I'm starving. Do you have any quick-heating military rations? Hurry up and get some for me. I'm really dying."

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A sneeze.

Lu Buer sneezed.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Xiaoxian followed him obediently, looking up at her delicate face like ice and snow.

"I don't know, I always have an inexplicable impulse, feeling that something good is going to happen in the near future. When we get back, can you tell me my fortune?" Lu Buer lowered his head and rubbed her black hair. The soft touch was as comfortable as petting a cat.

Xiao Xian explained seriously: "What I said was premonition, not fortune-telling as you understand it. Moreover, I don't need to go back, I can show it to you now. But brother... since you came to the third station, your future has been dark. In words that you can understand, the shadow of death always hangs over you, and you have always been unlucky. Even if good things happen occasionally, it cannot change this fact."

The corner of Lu Buer's eyes twitched slightly. Although the color that the girl saw when predicting his future was mostly black, it was said that it became even darker after arriving at the third station. It was as black as a coal ball and could not be washed white.

Xiao Xian stared at her brother's profile seriously, and a strangeness flashed in her pale eyes, because this time she really saw a different color in the darkness, a color that symbolized luck that had not appeared for a long time.

Gold as bright as the sun.

When you look closely, you can seem to see the outline of a god or demon.

"The opportunity of the wild god?"

Xiaoxian hesitated for a moment, but still said nothing.

Because of Lu Buer's current physical condition, once this matter is told to him, he might fall into a state of excitement as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and do something unreasonable, and no one can stop him.

"Speaking of which, sister."

Lu Buer turned his head and said, "That guy just now...was he really your dad?"

Yuan Qing smoothed the short chestnut hair beside her ears and nodded slightly.

Lu Bu Er licked his upper gums and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Ai Yue glanced at him faintly and explained expressionlessly: "Because General Yuan Rong rarely looks so embarrassed, we didn't recognize him."

Lu Buer felt that his life was a bit disillusioned, and he sighed to the sky: "So I just showed off in front of a Tenth Kingdom for a long time?"

Yuan Qing and Ai Yue showed sympathetic eyes.

"Yes."

Lu Buer was a little upset: "Why did he come back suddenly?"

Xiao Xian has the ability to read minds, and answered directly: "Escape."

"How is that possible? I see my dad is very energetic, but he looks a little shabby." Yuan Qing opened her beautiful eyes wide in surprise. Although her father was already very old, he was still an evolver from the Tenth Kingdom. How could he be here to escape?

"General Yuan Rong has been seriously injured."

Ai Yue looked at her helplessly: "Besides, after the Corrupted Death God's virus upgraded, it will be difficult for the Burning Heaven Fire to purify food. If he doesn't come back, he will starve to death outside. Even the evolvers of the Tenth Kingdom need to replenish energy."

Yuan Qing bit her index finger and thought: "Is that so?"

"Is there no food to eat in the Tenth Kingdom?"

Lu Buer pondered for a moment and said, "That's perfect. There are some supplies in the trunk of the refugees just now. You can take them and test them. If there are no problems, they can be distributed temporarily to support one or two days. I will think of a way to deal with the rest."

At this moment, at the entrance of the shelter, military soldiers were conducting routine inspections on the group of civilian organization members who had fled. Their off-road vehicles were parked on the side of the road, and the trunk of the vehicle was indeed filled with a large amount of supplies.

"Those ones?"

Yuan Qing pointed over there.

“Those are supplies shipped in from outside.”

Ai Yue frowned slightly: "It's useless, it's already contaminated."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Lu Buer smiled and said, "I didn't let those things leave my ten-meter range."

Just when Ai Yue and Yuan Qing wanted to say something.

A shrill alarm sounded in the shelter.

"Enemy attack?"

Yuan Qing was startled and looked up blankly.

"It's not an enemy attack."

Ai Yue turned and looked towards the east: "The Land of the Falling Dragon!"

Only Lu Buer felt that familiar breath.

That is... the breath of the Divine Ashes Technique!
The light of the east is shining brightly, and the fiery meaning of the divine ash technique penetrates heaven and earth.

That is an extremely familiar numerology.

Medanzo's light numerology.

The perfect combination of immortal body and order factor, the power of divine ashes!
"Sure enough, this guy has also mastered the power of the Divine Ashes Technique."

Lu Buer raised his hands to cover his face. In the distance, endless light like the sunrise shone through the wind and sand and blew towards his face, as if washing away the desolate world and turning it upside down.

"This guy is almost exactly like me in terms of alien magic, except that his fate is different from mine. Has his strength recovered to its heyday?"

He whispered softly, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Just at this moment, Lu Buer’s walkie-talkie suddenly rang.

It was a signal in Morse code.

The signal of Sector Zero.

Professor Yin Mai, who has disappeared for many days, is back!

(End of this chapter)