Chapter 483

Anthony Reid didn't use his hands to grab the items collected from General Philippe's corpse pieces, but tore off half of the torn cloak, put them inside, and carried them over, avoiding direct contact.

"Found..." He was about to briefly say what the gains were, but was interrupted by Lu Mi.

Lu Mi spoke quite quickly and said with a clear attitude:

"We are planning to go to the edge of that city shrouded in gray fog to hide. Are you coming?"

Anthony Reid's eyelids jumped and he said:

"Okay."

He knew that in the current situation, if he left the team and acted alone, he would likely die in a few seconds, depending on whether that terrifying and crazy roar came again.

Lu Mi didn't rush to ask what items were on General Philippe's body, grabbed Jianna and Anthony's shoulders with his two hands, and signaled Forsyth to pull her collar well.

The black mark on his right shoulder flashed, and a dim light lit up.

The figures of the four disappeared, directly "teleporting" to the edge of that magnificent yet dilapidated city, "teleporting" to the front of the faint gray fog.

What you see is what you get.

Then, Lu Mi tried to walk into that gray fog, and the situation where the seal on his chest was triggered did not occur.

This meant that he didn't need to carry them, and Forsyth and the others could also pass through.

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Olsen, who looked like a hungry bear, looked at Gardner Martin's helmetless head from the side and back, and different lights seemed to be flickering and rotating in his brownish-red eyes.

It was only a second or two, and he was sure that it was Gardner Martin's most vulnerable fatal point.

Even if it couldn't be fatal in one blow, after wounding the opponent again, the "Armor of Pride" would also likely betray him, strangling the wearer from the inside!

Olsen's right hand silently reached into his pants pocket and pulled it out again, with a golden bullet clamped between his thumb and index finger.

A crimson-near-white fireball condensed rapidly in his palm, and a directional explosion occurred under control.

The violent shockwave pushed the bullet that had been released by Olsen, letting it shoot out amidst the sound of a boom, heading straight for the back of Gardner Martin's head.

Just at this moment, Gardner Martin staggered and fell forward, just avoiding the bullet.

Almost at the same time, the surroundings were illuminated by the clear and sacred morning light.

Being in the morning light, black smoke suddenly erupted from Olsen's body, as if a living corpse that had long since died was shrouded in sunlight created by the "Purifiers."

His eyes closed instinctively, as if he couldn't bear such brightness.

And Gardner Martin, who had fallen forward, was no longer weak, his expression cold and his eyes sharp as he twisted his waist in mid-air, turned his body, and put on his helmet.

He then "burned," turning into a scorching white flame spear, whooshing out and stabbing into the center of "Supervisor" Olsen's forehead.

Olsen had a strong resistance to the burning and melting of flames. Although his skull was charred, his head was not penetrated by the scorching white flame spear, and the damage he received was mainly impact damage.

As the firelight dissipated, Gardner Martin's figure broke away from the burning spear, holding his fist covered in silver-white armor, and blasted toward Olsen's head in mid-air.

Olsen's neck broke on its own, and his head flew up, dragging his bloody spine.

This caused Gardner Martin's skull-crushing fist to miss, and his body stood on the ground again.

However, he didn't know when a heavy and sharp giant sword of light had condensed in his other hand again.

Gardner Martin followed the momentum of falling and inserted this two-handed giant sword into the blackened soil.

A terrifying storm suddenly erupted, and a large number of light fragments swept through this area, targeting mid-air.

The interval required for the "Armor of Pride" to re-condense the "Sword of Morning Light" and create a "Storm of Light" was much shorter than that of a normal Sequence 6 "Dawn Knight," and at this time, one or two minutes had passed since Gardner Martin last used it.

Olsen, who only had one head left and was covered in brownish-red beard, narrowed his eyes, intending to combine with the scorching white spear he had created and throw himself into the distance.

However, the storm had already arrived, and the light completely swallowed him.

By the time the "Storm of Light" subsided slightly, Olsen's body already had multiple cracks of various sizes, the most serious one even penetrating his chest and tearing his internal organs, while his head, which had flown into mid-air and was dragging a bloody spine, was covered in blood. Whether it was his eyes or nose, they had all been destroyed by the fragments of light, and his skull had multiple cracks, with his blackened brain visibly wriggling.

Gardner Martin had already adjusted his state, having created a dozen or twenty crimson-near-white fireballs around his body in advance.

They flew out whistling and landed one after another on Olsen's head, who was nearly unconscious.

Amidst the rumbling explosion, the head dragging the bloody spine fell apart, and fragments and liquid were scattered all over the ground.

Gardner Martin raised his hand to lift his faceplate, looked at Olsen's headless corpse that had fallen to the ground with a thud and the skull pieces that couldn't be recognized, and laughed softly:

"I've always felt you were a bit strange. This time, I just happened to have a chance to test it. I didn't expect you to really make a move on me.

"This is also good. It not only eliminated a hidden danger but also offset the betrayal curse of the 'Armor of Pride'."

He had deliberately shown that his state was good enough just now, but showed a little problem in the details, just to lure Olsen into the trap.

——A simple performance of weakness would instead make the opponent vigilant and suspicious.

After sighing, Gardner walked toward the small, brownish leather suitcase that had fallen to the ground and picked it up, as it was nearly shattered.

He had always been curious about what was in Olsen's suitcase, but the other party had never been willing to tell him the answer, always using intimidating words to deal with him. Now, he could open it and take a look himself.

Gardner Martin unbuckled the suitcase and opened it in front of himself.

Inside was a head.

That head had deep features, brownish-red eyes, slightly messy black hair, a few silver threads at the temples, clear contours, and a face that wasn't thin but was covered in blood.

This was Gardner Martin!

This was Gardner Martin's own head!

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After Lu Mi and the others passed through the outermost layer of gray fog, it was like coming from the morning to the evening. The line of sight was dim, and the surroundings, whether it was the black asymmetrical buildings that were high on the left and low on the right, or the various houses that seemed to have been splashed with blood, were all silently half-merged into such dimness.

The further away, the closer to the half-collapsed, flamboyant palace that towered into the clouds, the more serious the damage to the city was, as if it had been punched by a giant, and the shockwave had ravaged the surroundings.

Lu Mi couldn't see the specific details clearly. One was that the lighting was insufficient, and the other was that they were too far apart, with one house after another of various kinds blocking them—if the palace and the buildings in its surrounding area weren't too tall, even if they collapsed, there would be small mountain-like ruins left, they wouldn't have been able to witness the corresponding scene at the edge of the city at all.

"Let's find a place to hide nearby." Forsyth looked around, having no intention of going deep into the Trier of the Fourth Epoch.

The four were on a narrow street, and the houses on both sides were so close that the residents inside could almost shake hands if they opened the windows and reached out their arms.

Most of the buildings here seemed to have suffered a violent earthquake, either losing their bottom floor and "sitting" there, or having hideous cracks, swaying, but never collapsing.

Jianna's gaze was fixed on a house that was still relatively intact. It was iron-black in color, the left window was arched, the right was square, one side had dark red graffiti, and the other was clean, without even a single weed growing in the stone cracks.

Besides the two most obvious places, this house also had many asymmetrical details, and those giant centipede-like cracks were mainly distributed in the lower left.

"Go inside there?" Jianna asked tentatively.

Lu Mi shook his head:

"The more intact it is, the more likely there is an abnormality. No one knows what the situation of the citizens of the Trier of the Fourth Epoch is now.

"We'd better find a building that has completely collapsed and hide behind it. At least the things inside have been buried."

"Hmm." Forsyth agreed with Lu Mi's choice.

In the Trier of the Fourth Epoch, she couldn't even perform a complete "Magic Mirror Divination."

Soon, Lu Mi and the others came to the middle of this street, bypassed the completely collapsed deep red building in an environment that was about to enter the night, and hid in a concealed place.

Only then did Anthony Reid have a chance to pull out the "Arrow of the Bloodthirsty" inserted in his chest and return it to Jianna.

Then, he spread the bloody half of the black cloak on the ground, showing the gains just now.

There were three types of items in total:

One was a blackened ulna with multiple dark red holes, and both ends were also hollow, like a crudely made bone flute that had been placed for a long time;

Two was a wooden box that looked like it was painted with dark paint. It wasn't large in volume and could be forcibly stuffed into a dark pocket. There was a large hole on the left and right sides, covered with a movable leather-membrane-style "curtain";

Three was multiple gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins.

Anthony Reid pointed at the "bone flute" and said:

"This was formed by the light spots that appeared on Philippe's body aggregating on his ulna, and it seems that invisible things have also precipitated onto it."

A product of the combination of the "Conspirator" or "Reaper" extraordinary characteristics with his own ulna and the "Sleeper" gift power? Lu Mi nodded imperceptibly.

Because Philippe didn't have a chance to fight back before, he wasn't sure whether this general was a Sequence 6 "Conspirator" or a Sequence 5 "Reaper," and could only judge from his behavior of creating many crimson-near-white fire crows that he was in the "Hunter" pathway and not just Sequence 7.

If it were the latter, Lu Mi would be very glad that he had the main material for his promotion, but the trouble was that this was mixed with the power of the evil god's gift and couldn't be directly used to prepare the potion.

"What precipitated is the evil god's pollution. It was a very wise choice for you not to touch it directly." Lu Mi used this to remind Anthony.

Inside the underground seal, the power of the evil god's gift could not return to the mother body.

"This was searched from Philippe's body..." Anthony had just pointed at the dark wooden small box and hadn't finished speaking when he heard another crazy and violent roar coming from a distant place.

This time, the four of them who had come into the gray fog only experienced a little dizziness and were not affected by anything else.

(End of chapter)