This time I chose Paladin

It can increase the efficiency of destroying gold and turn the wearer into a giant acid grenade after death. However, it can only last for one hour and has a cooldown of 24 hours. It also requires the extraction of human body fluids to maintain its operation, so it is generally not activated.

There was a loud roar between the earth and rocks outside the car, and golden arms crawled out from the ground, swaying like reeds in the wind.

Some were more than a meter tall, with hands that were obviously those of an adult, while others were only as tall as the calves, looking like infants. When the car body full of strangers passed by them, they leaned forward eagerly to chase after it, like dead grass flattened by the wheels and wind.

This is the [branch] of 'Qunhua'.

The [Root] emerged once again from the crack in the middle of the road, seemingly unable to leave its original position, like a real plant. But it swayed, and smaller versions of itself grew around it according to some pattern. The [Dead Trees] spread golden pollen from between their petal-like fingers, coating everything with a golden glow. It must be some substance other than gold, but no one could yet fully analyze what it was.

Nie Weiyang pressed the accelerator hard. As the engine roared, the car suddenly began to accelerate, but it didn't drive away. Instead, it drifted in a half circle, running over the mountains and plains of golden arms. Amidst the sound of breaking, he heard dense screams.

The others seemed not to hear, but Nie Weiyang remained unmoved.

——A hundred kinds of martial arts, this is the tactics of the fifth century BC!

Don’t ask, it’s retro!

"Corrosion of the ring finger!" Nie Weiyang shouted.

Among the three people hanging above, one is wearing a black and red uniform and carrying a backpack!

Everyone responded, and Nie Weiyang also took out an acid-etched grenade, pulled the bolt, and threw it hard!

"Bang!" Amidst the intense collision, a series of muffled thuds, like exploding water bags, a waterfall of green liquid poured down from mid-air. With a chilling hissing sound, the surface of Rooted's ring finger melted and flowed to the ground, revealing a pale white hue.

It was a huge white 'finger bone'.

In other words, it looks like finger bones, but the surface is intertwined and if you look closely, you will find that it is actually a series of human bones hugging each other, forming the shape of "finger bones"!

The rooting showed a strong negative reaction, it made a strange whistling sound, like bones rubbing against bones, metal colliding against metal, releasing pollen again!

Nie Weiyang stepped on the accelerator and backed away, knocking down a dead tree that had risen from behind him. He then charged forward, leaving the dusty area as a flash of fire descended from the sky, plunging into the golden dust.

There was a loud bang, and a dizzying explosion blew the van away. The shock wave, carrying flying sand and rocks, shattered the air, and the vehicle flew several meters into the air, smashing far away.

'boom! ! ! '

The car hit the ground, and with a series of scattered sounds, it bounced and rolled several times, but also came to a safe place.

The car body was deformed, and the densely packed crowd inside rolled into a ball. Jiang Meng, who was outside, kicked the window open with force, and everyone climbed out one after another, gasping for breath.

Nie Weiyang leaned his upper body out of the car window, stared at the swaying [Roots] in the distance, and frowned.

"According to our previous experience, this special golden angel has a closer connection with the Lingguang Pagoda," he said. "The Lingguang Pagoda must be mobilizing its forces right now..."

"Run?" Yun Bowen asked.

"Just running won't accomplish anything," Nie Weiyang said. "This special golden angel might have something even more special. If we can figure out how it connects to the Spirit Light Tower, we'll be in luck. Besides, as long as we can get the nuclear bomb on its ring finger, even three thousand more golden angels won't matter..."

"So, you want to..."

"Fight!" Nie Weiyang said with a serious expression, "Xilia, stay here with the nuclear bomb. If you're willing, come with me. If you have any doubts, stay and protect Xilia..."

He turned over and climbed out of the car, watching the gold on his ring finger fall off, leaving only a little pure gold on the fingertip on the pale finger bone.

The golden angels are tireless, but humans need to eat, drink, defecate, urinate and sleep.

If he keeps running like this, one day he will be exhausted to death in this copy!

Nie Weiyang took out a piece of emergency chocolate and put it in his mouth, then rushed up the hillside and returned to the golden ground.

Nuclear bombs, in this era, seem to be just nuclear bombs...

This kind of pure 'nuclear bomb', he also tried it today!

Trying to restore the update on time at 7pm...

Chapter 126 Explosion

Soon, everyone except Yun Bowen and Xilia followed. They dispersed, creating a crossfire and preventing the enemy from killing them all at once.

Nie Weiyang rushed into the branches. When he passed by Tan Xuan, he suddenly said, "Sorry, I damaged your car."

"It's okay, Captain." Tan Xuan shook his head. "It's too old and should have broken down long ago. When I hid it around here, I never thought I'd be able to operate it again one day... Besides, you drive much better than I do. Everything you did just now was the best choice."

For the first time, this shifty young man revealed a look that made people think deeply.

"...It might be happy to die protecting others," he said.

Nie Weiyang felt something was wrong. He wanted to observe Tan Xuan a little longer, but there was no time. The golden mist was getting thicker, and they had to speed up.

He swiftly stepped over the strewn branches, stepping between golden hands and then withdrawing. Those hands, swaying like blossoms, grasped at every living being with a frantic, yearning attachment. It was as if the line between life and death had blurred, and what should have been a grayish-black landscape became a shimmering golden wave. As he burst into this golden glow, Shenggen sensed his presence and slapped back with all his might!

Nie Weiyang dodged Shenggen's attack with a flying leap. He strode forward with the golden spear in hand and stabbed hard!

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the hard crystal spearhead. Shenggen's lower part was solidified, unlike the other golden angels who sacrificed hardness for mobility, but the spearhead still sank smoothly into the gold! Screeching sounded, and Nie Weiyang pressed the spear shaft hard, stepped on it and leaped onto Shenggen's palm.

Shenggen tried to grab him, but he didn't even touch him for two seconds. He just rolled over and threw himself out, relying on the combat suit's resistance to strong acid. He used all his strength and carried his whole body weight -

Smash it! ! !

‘Crack. ’

‘Boom! ! ! ’

Without the golden protection, the fingers, like withered bones, were already unstable to begin with, and now they were severed at the root. A layer of strange energy on the surface of the bones was also peeled away, and strong acid began to corrode the broken edges, quickly fusing some of the bones into a mass, making it impossible to reconnect them.

Nie Weiyang fell with it, splashing acid onto his goggles and gas mask, some even burning his hair. The black and white strands were eroded into pits, some flowing below his hairline, eroding his flesh along the edge of his goggles in searing pain, soon revealing the whiteness of his bones. A 'dead tree' was born beside him, branches rapidly emerging from the earth, clawing at Nie Weiyang!

'boom! ! ! '

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet blasted a large, spinning hole through the golden remains of the dead tree. Tang Hui, who was not far away, leaned forward, raised her gun, and shouted, "Don't be afraid, Captain! We're here!"

Nie Weiyang had always been calm, and it had been a long time since he had been 'scared' about his personal safety. But even so, when he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel a pause in his heart.

The severe pain and damage caused by the strong acid corrosion quickly turned the flesh and blood into charcoal, and the nerves pulled the muscles to twitch, but Nie Weiyang did not bother to deal with it. He just poured a bottle of first aid medicine for acid corrosion on his head, quickly found the corpse in the black and red uniform, and did not unfasten the fixing buckle of the miniature nuclear bomb in the corpse's arms. He quickly entered the uniformly set detonation code, then turned around and ran!

Behind him, Shenggen tried to retract his hand, as if trying to push the finger and the nuclear bomb away. But several acid grenades were thrown from a distance, splashing green liquid and hindering his movement.

The next moment, 'dead trees' and 'branches' emerged from the ground, and golden hands reached out towards the nuclear bomb.

Jiang Meng now had several people's grenades in her hands. She gritted her teeth and threw hard. Several golden hands tightly grasped her calves. The branches were melting and covering her legs. New branches joined and slowly climbed up. The gold was too heavy. It tore at her combat uniform, her flesh, and her bones. But she just screamed loudly, shaking all over, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't stop throwing grenades.

Finally, with a roar, she threw the last grenade and pressed a button on her arm armor.

Most of her body was covered in gold, though it still moved, unhardened. She stumbled forward, her golden-wrapped legs being pulled by those hands, as if that was her destiny. But she didn't stop, turning away from them and brushing past Nie Weiyang.

Life is leaving her, and the creeper of death is golden.

"Good luck, Captain..." she whispered, "I'll just go this far."

Nie Weiyang didn't stop. He pursed his lips and strode away without looking back. Jiang Meng looked down at the nuclear bomb, while the three "corpses" firmly tethered to the finger, their eyes closed and breathing softly.

The "corpse" in the black and red uniform had lost both arms, which was probably why he couldn't activate the nuclear bomb himself before dying. He slowly and with all his strength rolled over, trying to press the nuclear bomb under him, making it impossible to remove it. The other two "corpses" used their heads, shoulders and backs to push him over, then snuggled up to him, pressing his body.

Jiang Meng slowly knelt down, leaning over them and hugging them tightly with her arms. Even though she was a stranger to them, the blood and green acid flowing from her numb body were fusing them together.

It was like a hill, not impenetrable, but even if the branches grabbed them, dragged them, and dug into the fragile flesh of humans, it would not budge.

……

Ten minutes later, light radiated.

A blinding white light suddenly tore through the sky, as if a tiny sun was rising from the ground. There was strong light, loud noise, and shock waves. The shock waves expanded outward from the center of the explosion. The air within a radius of 300 meters was heated to a degree unimaginable to ordinary people within one thousandth of a second. The broken asphalt road surface vaporized instantly, gold became like soup, and rocks collapsed like sand castles.

A vitrified crater, fifty meters in diameter, formed beneath the explosion's epicenter, its molten gravel seething with dark red foam. Three hundred meters from its edge, the previously destroyed vehicle burned, its twisted metal frame bleached in the radiation wind.

Carbonized tree stumps and rocks maintained their tilted, running postures. A mushroom cloud hovered in the air, dozens of stories high, its core still emitting a faint blue light.

Shenggen and the tens of thousands of golden angels that arrived later were blown all over the sky, and within the range of the impact and heat, a brilliant golden rain was poured under the haze, like a huge circular firework.

Nie Weiyang and others hid in the distance. They knew that they could not avoid the harm of nuclear radiation to them, but there was nothing they could do.

The question now is not how long I can live, but...

"Golden Lord has been hit by several large nuclear bombs, yet it remains unscathed. This shows that it was able to reach here from space. It must have the technology to withstand the external high temperatures. If it has installed communication equipment, it is very likely to stay here...

“But now, when the temperature drops, the radiation is still there.

"Who's going to look for any possible drops?"

From now on, I will update 7 chapters at 2 o'clock. The rest of the updates will be sent out between 10 pm and 12 pm (if there are no emergencies). If not, then I am either working hard or I can't bear it anymore and fell asleep...

Chapter 127: Finding Something and Returning Home

"I'll go." said Tan Xuan.

Before anyone else could speak, he asked, "Are you better at finding things than me?"

Everyone was silent.

"So I'll go." Tan Xuan said with a smile.

"But, radiation sickness..." Tang Hui raised her voice.

"Do we have any choice?" Tan Xuan asked back. Perhaps because he had made a decision, his expression relaxed and his shifty temperament faded. "We are here, and we are destined to get radiation sickness. But even if we don't get it now, we will still get sick if the mission succeeds. If the mission fails, we will be killed by the Golden Angel."

"It's also possible that he got sick after the mission was successful and was killed by the Golden Angel..." Yun Bowen whispered.

Nie Weiyang pressed the butt of his gun against his face, forcing him to bow his head and apologize silently. But this didn't even shake the army's morale; after all, these were things everyone knew, and the threat of death also fell on Yun Bowen.

Xilia sat silently beside Nie Weiyang, holding the nuclear bomb. She sobbed softly, death approaching this strange child prematurely. Liu Qiuxian hugged her tightly, gently asking if she was okay—but Xilia only whispered, "Sister Jiang Meng... is dead. They're all dead, so many people... and I'm dying too."

Liu Qiuxian lowered his head silently and gently caressed Xilia's hair.

“We will all die one day,” she said softly. “When a door opens, it’s not about ignoring it or closing it—it’s about how we walk toward it.”

"Yeah, I told you!" Tan Xuan laughed. "Captain, if there's no problem, then it's settled then?"

Nie Weiyang narrowed his eyes quietly, staring at Tan Xuan. Was it suspicion? Worry? Melancholy? Sadness? No one could tell what he was thinking. After a long pause, he said, "That's settled."

He turned around and said to the people beside him, "Eat something. We still have to go on the road tomorrow."

Tom and Liu Qiuxuan silently got up to cook. This time, the food conditions were not so good, so they could only dissolve the compressed biscuits in water and drink it as porridge.

Xilia cried for a while longer, until Nie Weiyang took the nuclear bomb from her arms. She hugged her calves with both hands, resting her face on her knees, and stared at the baby-sized source of destruction with her red eyes.

After a while, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Captain... I won't cry again," she said.

"It's okay to cry. There's no one else here." Nie Weiyang said. He didn't look at Xiliya, nor at Tan Xuan who was packing his equipment against a rock not far away. He just said: "Crying is human instinct. A person's life is from nothing to something, from crying to understanding the meaning of crying.

"If this were a peaceful time, you would learn a lot along the way. You would understand why we laugh, why we cry, why we laugh at others' laughter and cry at others' sorrow..."