MTL - Final Priesthood-Chapter 391 Thousand Eyes Shura

Chapter 391 Thousand-Eyed Shura

 “Boom!”

Blood-colored lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, as if a huge blood-red meteorite suddenly fell from the sky and slammed into the ground of Alloy Island.

Violent roars sounded repeatedly, which seemed to be the sound of the blood-red meteorites breaking through the steel barriers underground layer by layer and falling continuously.

The huge alloy island was like an ant nest that had been attacked inexplicably. Amidst the shaking sound, giant cannon muzzles rose from the ground, and countless fully armed combatants poured out of the base in groups.

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Several people wearing gorgeous noble metal masks stared at the direction where the blood-colored meteorite fell, as if waiting for something.

 Not long.

 “Boom!”

A terrifying momentum suddenly rose from the location where the **** meteorite fell. Countless broken alloy steel plates, concrete fragments and the like were lifted up by invisible tornadoes and spiraled into the sky.

  A huge eight-armed figure slowly rose from the tornado.

 A strong man wearing a platinum mask hangs from one of the figure's arms.

The latter was slowly pulling his hand out of the man's chest, and blood was dripping down his ferocious body bit by bit.

In an instant, the boundless killing intent was released from his body, overwhelmingly sweeping towards the surrounding areas.

 The pupils of several Mosa Thrones immediately shrank when they saw this scene.

 With almost no hesitation, several people chose to take action at the same time.

Powerful evil energy from the same sect surged out of several people, and the golden spears in their hands glowed as brightly as the sun.

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When the light bloomed to its extreme, several golden spears shot out at the same time, suddenly cutting through the sky like golden lightning, and instantly hit the **** figure.

 “Boom!”

Horrifying energy fluctuations exploded, and waves of dazzling golden light shook the void, shattering the invisible tornado in the sky.

The several Mosa Thrones who took action stared nervously at the location of the energy explosion, waiting for the moment when the vibration subsided.

 But before the golden light faded, a violent scream came out from the center of the battle group.

Fast than the screams were the same golden rays, which were terrifying attacks that exceeded the speed of sound by an unknown number of times.

 Those who took action from Mosa Throne didn't react at all, and their body was suddenly penetrated by something.

 “Boom!”

The chest of a Mosa throne exploded directly, and the whole person was nailed to the ground by the golden spear he threw.

 The body of a throne was torn apart, and the small half of the body on the right side was directly rubbed and melted away by the terrifying force of the throwing force.

Another one was even more unlucky. Before he could even say a word, his head suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.

The entire head, including the platinum mask on his face, was blown to pieces.

 The battle ended immediately the next moment it started.

Hiding in the dark, the remaining thrones watching this scene from a distance all felt their scalps numb and their bodies cold.

 Decisively gave up the last thought of resistance, turned around and left.

High in the sky, the remaining energy fluctuations were gradually smoothed out, and an eight-armed figure quietly walked out.

Lu Yuan's feet lightly stepped on the ground, and he looked at the three Mosaic thrones that he caught and threw back to obliterate the spears. There was no emotion on his demonic face.

 “As fragile as porcelain that will break when touched.”

Lu Yuan commented casually, and then took a deep breath.

 A large amount of blood immediately poured out of the bodies of the three dead thrones, and then turned into traces of blood-colored mist, blending into his body.

This time the experience progress bar on the career panel of [Elephant God. Asura Stance (Legend)] jumped a bit.

 From the original 15%, it has increased to 16%.

The aura and murderous intent on Lu Yuan's body also increased with the tide.

 The desire to kill in his body couldn't help but boil and become more intense.

Suddenly, one of the dense cracks on Lu Yuan's chest opened abruptly, and an eye full of evil was spinning.

 “Thousand-Eyed Shura?”

Lu Yuan reached out and gently touched the edge of the suddenly opened eye, thoughtfully.

 After the eyeball appeared, he felt that his instinct for fighting and killing seemed to become stronger.

He felt more and more like he was born to kill.

“Born by killing, died by killing. Is this Shura?”

 “Is the Elephant God born as a Shura?”

Lu Yuan had some guesses in his mind, but since he couldn't get any confirmation, he could only put them aside for the time being.

"besides."

 He squinted his eyes and observed the hunting target provided by [Hunting Instinct].

 “Seven.”

Lu Yuan walked forward calmly.

The Shura posture coupled with the secret technique of double flower fusion allowed him to truly possess a combat power above the ninth level without breaking through the boundaries set by Yu Wentong.

 Coupled with the terrifying killing skills and fighting instincts given by the Shura posture.

His actual combat power is estimated to be one dimension higher than the ninth level of the same level.

“Compared to the Mingwang posture, the Shura posture has greatly improved in terms of pure physical strength, and also has more energy that can be controlled.”

As he walked forward step by step, the giant energy cannons that had locked him long ago roared in unison.

Thick energy beams shot at him from all directions and various locations.

Lu Yuan’s face did not change color, streams of blood flowed out of his body and condensed into a dark red layer of strange armor like blood scab on the surface of his body.

The terrifying energy beam bombarded his body, just like water rushing against a solid rock, shattering and scattering, unable to shake him even a little bit.

 This **** energy comes from the opponents he killed.

Theoretically, the more enemies Lu Yuan kills, the greater the blood energy he can control and the stronger his strength.

Amidst the roar of the giant cannon, Mosaic cultists driving combat mechas rushed towards Luyuan. They were unafraid of death and were instructed by the remaining thrones to try to stop him.

Lu Yuan was bombarded by countless energy beams, and his eight arms danced together.

 The sharp fingers suddenly drew dozens of scarlet blood lines in the void.

 The blood line spreads out.

Those fighting mechas that gathered like a torrent of steel in front of Lu Yuan's eyes immediately froze after being swept by the blood light.

A moment later, the huge fuselage shining with metallic luster was quietly cut into several sections, or dozens of sections, and then collapsed.

The damaged mecha flowed with bright red blood belonging to the pilot. The blood formed a small river on the ground, gurgling continuously towards the far direction of the road.

Lu Yuan calmly walked through the hail of bullets, occasional energy cannons, and spears of different colors.

 No attack can stop him.

 Wherever he passed, living creatures fell down one by one, and their flesh and blood turned into mince.

 “Kill!”

An armed Mossad cultist with a giant heavy cannon on his shoulders, his eyes red, roaring and frantically pulling the trigger of the heavy cannon at Lu Yuan who was walking step by step.

  Huge energy light groups poured out like raindrops.

The armed packages on both hands of this man were shattered by high-frequency energy vibrations. Both arms were bloody, and white bones were exposed under the skin.

But he seemed unaware that under the impact of the terrifying murderous intention that was as solid as a mountain and a tsunami, hallucinations had already appeared in front of his eyes.

　　Can't find the target of his attack at all in his field of vision. He can only see an overwhelming sea of ​​viscous blood rolling in.

Despair of fear and persistence in his faith, two emotions were crazily entangled in his heart, causing him to completely fall into a state of madness.

He yelled and cried bitterly, with tears and snot flowing down his face. His expression looked like crying and laughing at the same time.

 The energy of the giant cannon carried on his shoulders has long been exhausted, but he is still pulling the trigger habitually.

Until the monstrous sea of ​​blood in the hallucination completely swallowed him up, his eyes were hollow and he fell to the ground bleeding from his orifices.

 After countless killings, another eyeball opened on Lu Yuan's body.

 Then the second one, the third one

 The progress of the experience bar on his career panel has not changed much, but the constant killing seems to have awakened the sleeping Shura genes in his body.

 His perception of fighting and killing is becoming more and more acute, and the aura on his body is becoming more and more violent and cold.

 “Boom!”

Suddenly, a large piece of alloy ground exploded under Lu Yuan's feet.

His figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared in another location thousands of meters away.

A thin middle-aged man wearing a platinum mask roared with fear in his eyes, and powerful waves of evil energy surged out of his body.

Hold the golden spear in his hand tightly with both hands, and thrust the spear forward suddenly.

However, after the spear was poked out, it immediately fell into the package of a huge force and could not move forward even an inch.

Following this, a hideous and terrifying giant claw suddenly shot down from above the head.

The platinum mask on his face suddenly burst out with a huge will, but the moment it burst out, it was immediately scattered by the giant claws.

 Then it fell with a crash.

"Snapped-"

 One of the heads was crushed to pieces by giant **** claws.

Lu Yuan threw away the golden spear in one hand with a casual expression, and then let go of his other hand.

Only a piece of flesh and blood could be seen in the broad palm of this hand, and there was also a small ball of metal mask that was crushed to pieces.

 “There are six left.”

　　The road is far away and we keep going forward.

 The rest are hard to find.

Most of the remaining Mosa Thrones have fled, and some are almost out of the ocean now.

There are only two hunting targets left on Alloy Island.

Two of Lu Yuan’s eight arms moved forward at will in a tearing motion.

Invisible force is transmitted forward through the air

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An arched metal building in front of me suddenly separated from the middle and was torn in half.

 Behind the ruins of the building, two people were quietly waiting for his arrival.

Lu Yuan stopped and looked at the two people in front of him.

 One he was familiar with was the Eleventh Throne of Mosa that had led him to the island.

This lion-like blond man was standing less than a thousand meters away from the road. His majestic body seemed to be trembling slightly, and his calm eyes under the mask were full of panic and fear.

 The other person was a silver-haired man wearing ancient armor, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other.

Whether it is the armor on the man's body or the spear and shield in his hand, they are all as if they are made of diamonds, emitting bright and gorgeous light in the sun.

 He looks much calmer than the Eleventh Throne.

He looked at Lu Yuan intently, and waves of fighting spirit surged out of him like a tidal wave.

The aura it exudes is also extremely powerful, and the bright halo radiating from its body shakes the void, almost dozens of times that of the Eleventh Throne.

 “My name is 砠.”

The silver-haired man spoke in a low voice, like an ancient etiquette before the start of a battle.

After the silver-haired man spoke, the Eleventh Throne standing behind him seemed to have found support, his eyes gradually became calmer, and he even dared to look at Lu Yuan for a moment.

 “Okay, I remember.”

Lu Yuan looked at the silver-haired man condescendingly and said calmly: "I will engrave this name on your skull as a collection."

When the silver-haired man heard this, his pupils suddenly gleamed.

 The fighting spirit in him seemed to have reached a peak at this moment.

 At a thousandth of an instant, he suddenly shot towards Lu Yuan!

 (End of this chapter)