pjbooks Chapter 397 99 Altars First Strike 2
Chapter 397 99 Altars First Strike 2
When Wang Qingyun uttered that sentence, no one around him responded.
Shenhou was the first to lose his temper.
"Old Captain, you're really trying to cover this up too thoroughly!"
Wang Qingyun pressed on the sealing layer, his fingers already charred from cigarette butts, but he still didn't let go.
"Is it wrong for me to tell the truth?"
Chen Yifan stared at the gray, empty screen without saying a word.
Jiangcheng.
The underground of Ping'an Street Police Station.
This location is too strange.
All altar energy chains bypass it.
The world engine does not recognize it.
The Holy Church was not lit either.
The more this is the case, the less you should touch it now.
The front is still exploding.
On the main screen at the bottom of the sky dome, dark green dots filled in the number one by one.
[Number of altars confirmed: 99]
[Main power supply link in progress...]
[Harvest countdown corrected...]
The scarlet numbers started jumping again.
【166:41:19】
【166:27:02】
【166:09:44】
No one in the black-armored team uttered a sound.
The atmosphere, which had been held together by shouting just moments before, was now suffocated by this string of numbers.
Shenhou looked at the screen full of light spots, with blood still hanging on his shoulder, and forced a laugh.
"Ninety-nine."
"This demolition will take until the Lunar New Year."
He lifted the bent, broken stick again.
"But it's alright, my annual leave was already taken care of by the lantern bearers."
Zishu took a short knife from the black-armored man next to him and pressed the dark green node on the hilt firmly.
"Have you taken any annual leave?"
Shenhou turned his head.
"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
The mouse lowered its head to inspect the blade.
"I'm just confirming whether you're lying."
Shenhou almost struck him with his stick.
Chen Yifan raised his hand and flung the two remaining veins he had just peeled off from the giant external path toward Bai Zhi's remote projection.
"Don't just watch the show."
"We can't demolish all ninety-nine of them in time."
The screen on Bai Zhi's side was almost bursting with red windows.
She unplugged the three charred cables and then pressed the three power supply lines that Chen Yifan had stolen into the offline model.
"I know!"
"Don't rush me!"
"Rushing me won't turn me into three Bai Zhi!"
Shenhou blocked a group of heretics from the Holy Sect who were charging towards him, and shouted something in the meantime.
"It's good to have three of them: one to repair the formation, one to scold me, and one to specifically scold Chenlong."
Chenlong lay prone under the metal beam, his breathing erratic.
"Shenhou, could you please shut up?"
The monkey immediately perked up.
"Oh, you think it's too noisy?"
"Why didn't you complain about the Holy Lord talking too much when you opened the door?"
Chenlong shut his mouth.
Chen Yifan stopped them from arguing.
He kept an eye on Bai Zhi's modeling progress.
99 points of light kept flashing.
Some were blindingly bright, while others simply followed along.
If these points have the same weight, then it's over.
But the Church has been established for so many years, it's impossible for all altars to be the same.
The old wells on the farm also have main trunks and branch lines.
Bai Zhi had obviously thought of this as well.
She broke down the three power supply lines into hundreds of waveform segments and inserted them into the model one by one.
The sound of sparks exploding came from the technician's station.
Rabbit connects to the channel.
"Bai Zhi, report the status."
"It can still be used for typing."
Get to the point.
"The important thing is not to interrupt me!"
Bai Zhi retorted.
The next second, the 99 dots on the screen began to be rearranged.
Twelve dark green dots were pulled to the top, with thick energy lines extending from each other.
Bai Zhi's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"Found it!"
"These 99 altars are not of equal status!"
"There are 12 main energy altars, which form the framework, and the remaining 87 altars are all hung on the framework!"
The monkey raises its head.
"Does that mean we don't need to dismantle everything?"
Bai Zhi continued tapping her fingers.
"Severing these 12 will cause the world's engine power efficiency to drop below 30%."
"With the back pressure from the old blockade layer, the harvest countdown can be pulled back."
Finally, someone in the black-armored team breathed a sigh of relief.
"Twelve..."
"Even twelve seats would be difficult."
Chen Yifan interrupted him directly.
That's enough.
After those two words were spoken, the channel fell silent for a brief moment.
No one else can go.
The world engine has locked down the class system, and the Celestial Passage has been contaminated and folded, so ordinary players can't even touch the outer layer of the first main altar.
But Chen Yifan is different.
Void travel bypasses the class panel.
It can steal everything but doesn't accept the locks of the world engine.
The Rabbit did not hesitate.
"Bai Zhi, mark the positions of the twelve main altars."
The bidding is underway.
The twelve coordinates popped up one by one.
The old utility tunnel beneath the dome.
The old underground formation in Kyoto.
Northwest abandoned mining area.
Deep layers of the East Naval Port.
Southern Xinjiang's defense line against fissures.
The lower layer of the polar ice cap.
The South Pacific Rift Valley.
The old battlefield of the Western Continent.
Northern waste soil contaminated well.
Submarine fissure zone.
Wasteland No. 3 Restricted Area.
The last one is near the outer ring road of Jiangcheng.
But not that gray, empty space on Ping'an Street.
After scanning the coordinates, Chen Yifan tapped the first point with his fingertip.
"Demolish the nearest one first."
Shenhou was immediately displeased.
"And what about me?"
Rabbit took over command.
"Monkey, Rat, and Smoke Dragon guard the front of the Star Gate."
"The remaining black-armored soldiers in the Department of Punishment are divided into three groups, taking turns to hold up the cracks."
"The entire technical team has switched to manual calibration."
"Chenlong, coordinate with the location of the Holy Lord's contract remnant thread."
Chenlong raised his head.
"I am still a prisoner."
Shenhou sneered.
"You'd better remember that."
Chen Yifan looked at Chenlong.
"Nobody said you weren't."
"You signed a contract with the Holy Lord."
"If he wants to advance his main body, the contract lines will definitely move."
"You find the line, Shenhou is watching you."
Shenhou patted the broken stick.
"He dares to play tricks, I'll give him a bone number."
Chenlong's throat moved, but he ultimately did not push back.
The Rabbit continues to distribute tasks.
"Chen Yifan is responsible for eliminating the twelve main altars."
"Bai Zhi Remote Navigation".
"The gray void in Jiangcheng will not be dealt with for the time being, and no one is allowed to approach it without authorization."
Shenhou is up to no good again.
"Why should I be the only one getting beaten up?"
Chen Yifan had already begun to organize the dark green runes on his body.
"Your mouth is foul, but the Holy Lord loves to hear it."
Shenhou paused for half a second.
One of the men in black armor in the front row couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
Shen Hou raised his staff and pointed.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Once I've cursed that headless patrolman to death, you'll all have to write me battle reports."
The rat casually added a comment.
"I've already thought of a title for you."
"The Monkey King protected the Blue Star with his mouth."
Shen Hou was so angry he almost turned around.
"Why does your review section even offer after-sales mockery?"
Wang Qingyun pressed down on the crack, his voice hoarse.
Stop joking.
"It moved."
Outside the crack, the Holy Lord's face was no longer visible.
Deep within the dark green star sea, the three giant heretics who had just been crippled simultaneously raised their heads.
Inside their chests, the shattered altars were relit.
The alarm went off over Bai Zhi's side.
"They're going to self-destruct!"
"The target is the inner circle of the old containment layer!"
Chen Yifan turned around.
Three colossal heretics, dragging their tattered bodies, crashed into the crack.
As soon as the first statue approached, the altar on its chest began to swell.
Shenhou charged forward, carrying the broken stick.
"Want to blow it up?"
"Did you ask Grandpa?"
He smashed the heretic's knee with his stick.
The sound of bones cracking exploded.
The outsider's body tilted slightly, but the light on his chest did not stop.
The rat darted out from the side, plunged its short knife into the junction of the outer armpit, and used its body to fall and cut the junction open.
The heretical path self-destructed at a pace that was half a beat too slow.
The white light curtain of the Rabbit descended from above, forcefully pushing the explosion area back to the edge of the crack.
boom!
The first heretic exploded.
The sealing layer was eroded and caved inward.
The gray-blue dragon pattern under Wang Qingyun's palm suddenly darkened.
The cigarette butt burned through the fingertip.
He didn't even frown; he just pressed his hand down even deeper.
"The second one."
Shenhou had just been thrown back two steps by the impact, but upon hearing this, he rushed back.
"Captain, could you please stop reciting the menu?"
The second colossal outer demon has already crashed in.
Chen Yifan raised his hand to help, but Bai Zhi immediately called out.
"Don't move!"
"The twelve main altar models have just been locked. Once you come into contact with the frontal power supply chain, the path to dismantle the altars will be exposed!"
Chen Yifan's hand stopped in mid-air.
This is what the Holy Lord has been waiting for.
If he steals from the front again, he will be caught along the power supply chain.
Shenhou was sent flying by the second outsider, his back slamming into the metal wall.
He coughed up blood and cursed even louder.
"What are you looking at!"
"I'll take down your jar!"
The rat climbed up.
The dagger broke.
He plunged the broken knife directly into the suture in the outer chest, dragging himself backward.
"Chenlong".
"Wire."
Chenlong was pressed down by the metal beam, and his fingers slowly traced lines on the ground.
Dark purple marks emerged from his chest, intermittently connecting to the outside of the crack.
He took a few breaths, squeezing out words through his teeth.
"Left side."
"Its self-destruct signal...came from the left-hand contract remnant."
The Rabbit immediately turned the light screen around.
"Monkey!"
Shenhou climbed out of the wall, grabbed a half-section of metal beam from the ground, and smashed it towards the left chest of the second heretic.
boom!
The outer path chest altar was shifted.
The explosion was deliberately deflected.
The impact grazed the blockade layer and collapsed a section of abandoned walkway next to it.
Bai Zhi shouted.
"It's off-center!"
"The inner circle wasn't hit!"
Shenhou was panting like a broken bellows.
"Chenlong".
"You finally did something decent today."
Chenlong did not reply.
The dark purple scar on his chest had darkened further.
The third heretic did not immediately collide with it.
It stopped at the edge of the crack, its chest cavity fully open.
The energy within the urn did not gushe outwards; instead, it contracted inwards.
Bai Zhi lowered her voice.
"It will detonate the remnants of the previous two explosions together."
"This time, the area will cover the entire lower level!"
Chen Yifan tightened his grip.
He couldn't wait any longer.
But no one can withstand that blow head-on.
Wang Qingyun suddenly pressed the cigarette, which had burned to the end, into his palm.
The gray-blue dragon pattern suddenly swelled up.
"Monkey, suppress Dragon."
Shenhou was taken aback.
"what?"
The dragon also raised its head.
Wang Qingyun did not explain.
The gray-blue dragon pattern drilled into the crack along the sealing layer and directly wrapped around the broken altar on the chest of the third heretic.
The remaining thread of the contract on Chenlong's chest was pulled at the same time, causing him to arch his back in pain.
Shenhou reacted and stepped on the metal beam.
"Bear with it!"
The veins on Chenlong's forehead bulged.
"Wang Qingyun, you're pulling on my contract line!"
Wang Qingyun coughed up blood, but his hand still didn't loosen.
"We'll collect some interest on your debt first."
The self-destruction of the ruined altar was forcibly halted by the gray-blue dragon pattern and the remnants of the contract.
The third heretic struggled frantically outside the crack.
The Holy Lord's voice could no longer contain his anger.
"Smoke Dragon!"
Wang Qingyun looked up.
"Why are you calling me 'Dad'?"
Shenhou burst out laughing, but then choked on his blood halfway through.
"Old Captain...that's acceptable."
Taking advantage of that half-second, Chen Yifan tossed three dark green nails to Mao Tu.
"Punch it in."
The Rabbit raises its hand.
A white light curtain, carrying three dark green nails, shot into the chest of the third heretic.
Chen Yifan's All Things Stealed from Afar.
He did not touch the energy supply chain.
He stole the most crucial startup sequence from the self-destruct program of the broken altar.
The light emanating from the chest of the third heretic instantly became chaotic.
The rat grabbed the broken knife and threw it with its last bit of strength.
The broken knife was plunged into the center of the broken altar.
boom!
The explosion was triggered prematurely outside the crack.
The dark green flames crashed against the blockade layer, but were half-suppressed by Wang Qingyun's gray-blue dragon pattern.
The remaining half plunged into the bottom of the sky.
Several men in black armor were overturned.
Shenhou used his body to block the front of the formation base, and even with his back armor cracked, he still couldn't make the formation base move.
Bai Zhi's screen went black and then lit up again.
"The main model is still there!"
"The coordinates of the twelve main altars have not been lost!"
Chen Yifan turned around.
"The first one."
Bai Zhi immediately displayed the nearest coordinates in front of him.
[The three-story old utility tunnel beneath the dome]
[Main Altar Number: Skeleton-01]
[Status: Contamination Lockdown]
[Entrance: Cannot be opened]
The gardenia replenished quickly.
"The old utility tunnel has been filled with contamination."
"The access control system is dead, and the ventilation shaft has collapsed."
"I can only get you to the outer positioning point; the rest is up to you—"
Chen Yifan interrupted her.
"No need to send it."
Shenhou had just gotten up from in front of the formation.
"What are you planning to do now?"
Chen Yifan glanced at the group of people in front of the crack.
Wang Qingyun was still pressing the lock.
The flesh and blood of the palm were mixed together with the grayish-blue lines.
Zishu sat beside the base of the formation, removed a piece of armor, and began sharpening his blade again.
The Rabbit is rearranging its defenses.
Despite being trampled by Shen Hou, Chen Long still used the remaining thread to locate the Holy Lord's aura.
This frontal attack won't last long.
Chen Yifan retrieved the Deceitful Mask, and the purple-gold light pressed into the void from his palm.
"Don't die too quickly in the front."
"I came back to clean up my mess after I took it apart."
Shenhou immediately cursed.
"roll!"
"Who needs you to wipe my ass!"
Bai Zhi shouted urgently.
Here are the coordinates!
"The landing point deviation could be significant; the old utility tunnel space is contaminated and has been bent, so don't jump directly to the center!"
Chen Yifan has already initiated the void travel.
A spatial rift tore open in front of him.
The Holy Lord sensed something was wrong, and the dark green tide outside the crack suddenly surged up.
"Stop him!"
Large groups of heretics and followers of the Holy Church rushed towards the blockade.
Shenhou raised the broken stick and stood at the very front.
"Come."
"Your grandpa will teach those who dare to defy him today."
Chen Yifan's figure disappeared.
The next instant, a tearing sensation came from all sides.
The space inside the contaminated containment zone was more chaotic than he had imagined.
The outer coordinates given by Bai Zhi were forcibly distorted.
He did not force the calibration.
He was pulled downwards by the pollution.
I could hear a deep heartbeat in my ear.
thump.
thump.
thump.
Chen Yifan landed.
There was no floor beneath our feet in the utility tunnel.
He stood atop an inverted altar.
Dark green veins droop down from the edge of the altar, their roots reaching into the depths of the sky.
All the surrounding pipes were hanging upside down.
Black slime dripped upwards drop by drop.
In the center of the altar, someone sat on an old iron chair.
The man was wearing the old uniform of a lamplighter.
A tattered team badge was pinned to his chest.
【J-07】
He slowly opened his eyes.
"Want to dismantle the jar?"
"Ask me first if I agree."