pjbooks Chapter 392 The old captain makes his appearance, and the Holy Church army shows up!
Chapter 392 The old captain makes his appearance, and the Holy Church army shows up!
"On the old elevator rails...it wasn't just the smoke dragon that showed signs of life!"
Bai Zhi's shout instantly shattered the morale that had just been raised.
Shenhou, carrying an enchanted staff, had just smashed a piece of polluted silk thread when he heard this and immediately exploded.
"several?"
Bai Zhi was typing away at her keyboard at lightning speed.
"two!"
"One is Yanlong."
"another……"
She paused for half a second.
Shenhou yelled, "Stop stalling!"
"The other one is not a human reaction."
Bai Zhi's voice was tense.
"Excessive bone density, abnormal body temperature, contamination reaction mixed with external energy, suspected to be a spliced and modified body."
Zishu, holding his short gun, pinned three threads that were drilling into the base of the formation to the ground, and panted as he interjected.
"The Holy Church?"
Chen Yifan placed his palm in mid-air and tossed the dark green rune he had just stolen to the nearest black-armored man.
"Eighty percent."
"The Holy Lord has had his eye on Old Wang for a long time."
Shenhou turned and yelled into the comms: "Old Captain! You've got a tail hanging on your back! Should we shut off the tracks?"
The old channel initially had static.
Then came Wang Qingyun's cough.
He coughed very badly.
There was also a metallic clanging sound on the other end of the communication line.
"It's on."
Shenhou's forehead vein throbbed.
"What the hell are you doing?! If that monster crushes you in the tracks, what's the point of us playing?"
Another impact was heard from Wang Qingyun's side.
There was also a sharp, eerie laugh.
Then, Wang Qingyun replied, trying to keep his breath down.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"I can die? Are you kidding me?"
Shenhou was so angry he almost crushed the communicator.
"That old bastard is still so annoying!"
Chen Yifan raised his hand and tore off another clump of polluted runes, throwing it directly at Shen Hou's staff.
"Stop cursing."
"First, pave the way."
Shenhou swept his staff out.
Dark green veins burst open along the shaft of the stick.
The contaminated threads that were swept away broke into pieces on the spot.
He paused for a moment, then cursed even louder.
"Cool!"
"This thing is even easier to use than my professional skills!"
Chen Yifan didn't have time to respond.
The Holy Lord beside the crack was no longer targeting him alone.
The contaminated threads were divided into more than a dozen strands, specifically targeting the nodes of the blockade layer for drilling.
After the World Engine locked down the class system, many formations in the Sky Dome became partially paralyzed.
All that remains that can move are the physical mechanisms, the old wartime wiring, and the contaminated runes that Chen Yifan just removed.
They are using the enemy's supplies to reinforce their own defenses.
Bai Zhi quickly realized what was happening.
"Chen Yifan, give me the runes you removed in order!"
"Traction, corrosion, and adhesion—separate them into three categories!"
Chen Yifan frowned as he blocked the attack.
Do you have time to sort things now?
Bai Zhi grew anxious.
"Rolling things in haphazardly will destroy the base!"
"If it blows up, will you pay for it?"
Chen Yifan raised his hand and grabbed, revealing more than a dozen dark green runes in his palm.
"Choose for yourself!"
He flung the rune at Bai Zhi's remote control console from a distance.
Bai Zhi's equipment was flashing wildly.
She managed to catch it by relying on the offline array.
"Traction rune successfully connected!"
"Corruption Rune Stripping!"
"Attached runes... wait, this stuff can be used as an adhesive!"
next second.
The two nodes that had cracked in the old sealing layer were temporarily held together by dark green runes.
The color is ugly.
But the leakage really stopped.
Shenhou was amused by this scene.
"Good heavens, they're using Holy God's glue to plaster our walls."
"Wouldn't he be furious if he saw that?"
Of course, the Holy Lord saw it.
The smile on his face faded considerably.
He raised his hand and pressed down.
More dark green threads squeezed in from the decaying starry sea.
Chen Yifan's pressure increased sharply.
The external spiritual palace stood in front, constantly scraping away the purple-gold spiritual power that was being polluted, only to replenish it again.
Black smoke was still emanating from his arm.
The Purple Gold Pagoda can purify.
But purification takes time.
What we lack most right now is time.
On the screen, the J-07 countdown was still ticking.
[Countdown to arrival of the old elevator rail: 06:41]
Six minutes.
Chen Yifan glanced at Chenlong in the distance.
After Chenlong was pinned to the safety line by Shenhou using a broken metal beam, dark purple liquid was still oozing from his chest.
He no longer had that air of a chief.
But he is still alive.
Each time the Holy Lord's threads approached, the parasitic marks on Chenlong's body would twitch.
Chenlong now cannot be killed, nor can he be released.
"Shen Monkey".
Chen Yifan suddenly spoke.
The monkey was swinging its stick to smash the silk thread.
"what?"
"Keep a close eye on Chenlong."
"The Holy Lord may not necessarily wait for Old Wang to come up; he may drag Chenlong away first."
Shenhou glanced down at Chenlong and then stepped on his back.
"rest assured."
"If he dares to move, I'll break his legs."
Chenlong lay on the ground, his voice hoarse.
"Shenhou, you'd better understand that I am still the head of the Dragon Kingdom."
Shenhou looked down at him.
"If you say one more word, I'll let you experience the professional-free version of the Penitentiary Department's services."
Chenlong shut his mouth.
The rat, holding a short spear, slowly retreated to the side of the formation base.
After losing the resonance of his heart, he was in a very bad state.
After losing an ear, even his posture became stiffer than before.
But his hands remained steady.
Each shot can pin down the most crucial thread.
Chen Yifan glanced at him briefly.
"Good marksmanship."
The mouse was changing ammunition, but its movements were slow.
"I've practiced before."
Shenhou immediately responded.
"He used to be really cunning; he would hide in the corner of the training field and target people's knees."
The rat replied.
"You used to only go for the front."
"So I've hit your knees three times."
Shenhou almost broke through the defense.
"We're at war right now! Can you please stop bringing up our weaknesses?"
Chen Yifan flicked a rune into the barrel of the Rat Gun.
"continue."
The mouse pulled the trigger.
boom!
The dark green beam of light veered off course and pierced a thread that was about to go around it.
The mouse looked down at the gun.
"Can this cheat be renewed?"
"It depends on whether the Holy Lord is willing to continue sending them."
Chen Yifan raised his hand and tore off another piece.
Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord behind the crack finally turned grim.
He raised his finger.
A section of contaminated vine, several times thicker than the one in front, bypassed the front and stabbed directly into the old J-07 elevator rail inlet.
Bai Zhi cried out in surprise.
"It's going to destroy the track entrance!"
Shenhou turned around and tried to charge.
But he was too far away.
The mouse had just reloaded its gun.
Chen Yifan gritted his teeth and activated the Void Shuttle.
The world's engine cannot hold him back.
However, space is now in chaos due to the contamination from the stargate, making it easy for the landing point to deviate.
He did not back down.
His body vanished instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the track interface.
Thorns brushed against his shoulder.
The skin and flesh tore open on the spot.
Chen Yifan grabbed the vine thorns with his backhand and used the All Things Steal technique to burrow directly inside.
"dismantle!"
He painstakingly dug out the spatial traction structure inside the vine thorns.
That thing even wanted to self-destruct.
Chen Yifan pressed down with a purple-gold light from his palm, managing to steal half of the self-destruction process.
boom!
The thorns only damaged the front end.
The impact threw him more than ten meters away, slamming him against the outer wall of the track.
Bai Zhi's voice trembled with fear.
"Chen Yifan!"
Chen Yifan struggled to his feet and spat out the blood from his mouth.
"Is the track alright?"
Bai Zhi paused for half a second.
"fine."
"Then don't try to call back the soul."
Shenhou roared, "Kid, hang in there! There are only two minutes left on the track countdown!"
Two minutes.
The contaminated threads started to go berserk.
They no longer took detours, but instead crashed into the defense line wave after wave.
Inside the black armor of the Punishment Department, someone's weapon enchantment ran out, and he was flung away by the silk threads.
Shenhou rushed over, smashed the chasing silk thread with his stick, and dragged the person back.
"Can you still breathe?"
The man in black armor, his face covered in blood, got up and picked up his knife.
"able."
"Then keep cutting!"
"yes!"
More and more black-armored figures surrounded the old blockade layer node.
no skills.
There is no panel.
Some of the weapons in his hands were already chipped.
But no one backed down.
Chen Yifan threw out the stolen runes one by one.
If you don't have enough enchantments, add them to the blade.
If the blade breaks, add more to the shield.
If the shield breaks, add more to the gauntlets.
In the end, one of the black-armored warriors simply grabbed the enchanted iron plate and charged forward, pushing against the threads.
Shenhou burst into laughter.
"pretty!"
"This is the real Department of Penalties!"
Bai Zhi suddenly shouted, "The orbital module is entering the lowest level!"
"Everyone, avoid the impact!"
The voice just fell.
A piercing screeching sound came from the bottom of the sky.
The old J-07 lifting rail did not decelerate properly.
It barged in.
The outer shell of the orbital module was shaved red by the high-altitude turbulence, and the thick walls were full of cracks.
The entire cabin section crashed into the access port, with sparks and steam erupting simultaneously.
Shenhou cursed.
"Is this some kind of lift rail?"
"Isn't this like a coffin falling to the ground?"
The cabin shook twice, but the door did not open.
Bai Zhi hurriedly scanned the image.
"The dragon is still showing signs of life!"
"Another reaction is also present!"
"The hatch is jammed!"
Chen Yifan was about to step forward.
The inside of the hatch suddenly bulged.
puff!
A hand covered in black bone spurs pierced out from the doorway.
He bent his five fingers and grabbed directly at the old core of authority next to him.
Bai Zhi lost her voice.
"It's trying to take over the Smoke Dragon's control!"
That hand moved extremely fast.
Chen Yifan was the closest, but he was just knocked back half a step by the impact.
Even the Monkey King couldn't make it in time.
The black, bone-spur-like hand had already pressed against the core outer shell of the authorization system.
Dark purple stains seeped into the gaps between my fingers.
Behind the crack, the Holy Lord smiled again.
"You've come at the perfect time."
The monster's hoarse laughter came from inside the hatch.
"Smoke Dragon's authority... belongs to the Holy Church..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
A muffled thud came from the other side of the hatch.
Someone is smashing bones inside.
Second tone.
Third tone.
boom!
The entire hatch flew out from the inside.
The black-boned monster was dragged backward by a force.
The steam dissipated.
Wang Qingyun came out.
The fabric of his chest was soaked with blood, his left shoulder was slumped, and he held an unlit cigarette between his right hands.
His face was ashen, and he was covered in blood.
But with his other hand, he was pressing down on the head of that heretical sect member.
The monster was much taller than him, with bony spikes growing wildly on its back and its arms twisted beyond recognition.
It struggled frantically, unleashing dark purple external power from its body.
Those forces do not exhibit professional fluctuations.
The world's engine cannot lock it.
Bai Zhi realized what was happening.
"It doesn't rely on a professional system either!"
"The Holy Lord prepared this long ago!"
The monster opened its mouth, which was full of black blood.
"Yanlong...you're finished...you've been finished for a long time..."
Wang Qingyun coughed.
Blood dripped down his chin onto his police uniform.
He brought the cigarette to his lips but didn't light it.
Even if I'm crippled, I can still take care of you.
The words were spoken.
Grayish-blue dragon patterns emerged from his palm.
There are no skill prompts.
There are no professional lighting effects.
The dragon pattern burrowed into the monster's skull.
The monster's scream was abruptly cut off halfway through.
Its bone spurs shattered one by one.
The dark purple contamination was caught, compressed, and crushed by the gray-blue dragon pattern.
A few seconds later.
The heretical sect member who had terrified everyone was reduced to a pile of black ash.
Wang Qingyun released his grip.
Black ash was scattered on the ground.
He stepped over it, walked to the old core of authority, and placed his palm on it.
[J-07 old permissions access.]
[Smoke Dragon's permissions confirmed.]
[Stability of the old lockdown layer improved by 12%.]
Bai Zhi's voice trembled.
"It's connected!"
"It really connected!"
Shenhou, carrying the stick, paused for a few seconds before shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Old Captain!"
"You fucking finally got here!"
Wang Qingyun glanced at him.
"Keep your voice down."
Shenhou immediately shut up, but couldn't hold it in for half a second.
"That last move of yours... was alright."
Wang Qingyun ignored him.
He looked at Chen Yifan.
Chen Yifan was also looking at him.
The two stood apart, separated by a broken walkway and polluted debris, neither speaking first.
Finally, Wang Qingyun took the unlit cigarette from his lips.
"Still alive?"
Chen Yifan wiped the black blood off the back of his hand.
"A bit better than you."
"At least I didn't sit in a coffin."
Shenhou burst out laughing on the spot.
Wang Qingyun glanced over indifferently.
"Would you like to sit too?"
Shenhou immediately turned around and smashed the silk thread.
"I'm busy, I'm very busy."
Outside the crack, the Holy Lord stared at Wang Qingyun.
This time, the ease on his face completely vanished.
"Your professional privileges were clearly revoked a long time ago."
"How come you still have your power?"
Wang Qingyun put the cigarette back between his fingers and lowered his head to wipe the black ash from his palm.
"Because I was disabled a long time ago."
"My profession is not my foundation."
"That's the heretical path."
The Holy Lord remained silent for a moment.
Chenlong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly looked up when he heard these words.
"Heretical sects..."
"You retired back then, wasn't it because of your injuries?"
Wang Qingyun turned his head.
"Yes."
"Not entirely."
Chenlong's chest heaved.
"You discovered the problem with the world engine a long time ago?"
Wang Qingyun did not answer him.
After he gained access, the gray-blue patterns on the old lock layer lit up in segments.
The patterns bypassed Chen Yifan and Shenhou, pressing directly against the Star Gate Crack.
The Holy Lord raised his hand to block it.
The decaying starry sea behind the crack suddenly surged.
Chen Yifan gripped the Ring of the God of Stealing tightly.
Wang Qingyun stood beside him, her voice low.
"Don't try to tough it out."
Chen Yifan tilted his head.
"I've been holding out until you came."
Wang Qingyun coughed twice.
"Let's try a different approach now."
"What playing style?"
Wang Qingyun handed the unlit cigarette to Chen Yifan.
"Could I borrow a light?"
Chen Yifan was stunned for a moment.
"At this time?"
"Right now."
Chen Yifan stared at him for two seconds, then raised his hand and pulled out the most volatile polluted fire from the dark green rune he had just stolen.
Snapped.
The embers landed on the cigarette butt.
It didn't ignite a regular fire.
The one that was lit was a gray-blue dragon pattern.
This fire must be something that Chen Yifan extracted from the Holy Lord's power.
Without it, the Smoke Dragon's authority can only stabilize the sealing layer, but cannot push back the rift.
Wang Qingyun took a puff.
The smoke swirled between his fingers and seeped into the old blockage.
next second.
The entire old sealing layer was pushed forward three meters.
The crack was forced back in half a finger's width.
Bai Zhi screamed.
"efficient!"
"The old sealing layer is experiencing backpressure!"
Shenhou was so excited he almost rushed out.
"The old captain is awesome!"
The Holy Lord finally raised his hand.
Deep within the decaying starry sea, specks of dark green light began to appear.
Densely packed, covering the area behind the crack.
Chen Yifan's fingers slowly tightened.
Those are not threads.
It's not a projected fleshy thorn.
It is a living creature.
Hundreds and thousands of heretical sects are opening their eyes deep within the starry sea.
The Lord's voice pierced through the crack, and for the first time, it was devoid of laughter.
"Now that you've shown up..."
"Then there's no need for the Holy Church to remain hidden any longer."