pjbooks Chapter 398: The first altar had just been destroyed, and the second altar itself was heading toward
Chapter 398: The first altar had just been destroyed, and the second altar itself was heading toward
The man sat on an old iron chair, the tattered team emblem on his chest covered with dark green slime, leaving only a blurry "J".
Chen Yifan stood on the top of the upside-down altar and looked down at the dark green patterns dancing beneath his feet.
The altar is alive.
With each jump, the entire old utility tunnel shrinks.
The coordinates Bai Zhi provided are correct.
This is skeleton-01.
But the person in front of me is more troublesome than the altar.
Chen Yifan raised his hand, and the purple-gold light of the ring pressed down on his palm.
"Do you know Wang Qingyun?"
The man in the iron chair did not answer.
He slowly raised his right hand.
Dozens of dark green chains emerged from beneath the iron chair, sliding down the inverted pipe towards Chen Yifan's feet.
Chen Yifan tapped his foot, and a rift in the void opened.
The next instant, he appeared on the left side of the pipe wall.
But as soon as the person landed, the pipe wall suddenly flipped over.
The passageway that was originally on the left was forcibly turned downwards.
Chen Yifan's body sank, and he was almost thrown into the base of the altar.
He grabbed an iron pipe with his backhand and crushed the rust layer with his five fingers.
"Spatial folding?"
The man in the iron chair stood up.
His movements were slow.
But with each step he took, the entire old utility tunnel changed direction.
The pipes overhead were pressing down to my feet.
The altar beneath their feet flipped over behind them.
The black slime flowed upwards against gravity, only to be drawn back into the air by the dark green veins.
Bai Zhi's voice came through the communication intermittently.
"Chen Yifan...the signal is very weak...the spatial coordinates around you are jumping around randomly!"
"Don't use long-distance void travel!"
"That place was nailed to the altar in reverse!"
Chen Yifan dodged the three chains and casually stole the pulling force of one of them.
The chain slackened by half.
The next second, the man in the iron chair raised his hand and clenched it.
The entire chain exploded, and the fragments turned into more than a dozen nails that pierced through from different angles.
Chen Yifan traversed the void for the second time.
The landing point was off.
He was supposed to appear behind the man in the iron chair.
As a result, the person crashed into an upside-down pipe, and his shoulder was torn open by the pipe opening, leaving a bloody gash.
The third time, he only dodged seven meters.
A dark green chain was driven into the wall, pressed against his face.
Chen Yifan stopped.
You can't jump around randomly anymore.
The space here is guided by the pulse of the altar.
The more he jumps, the easier it is for the altar to figure out his path.
The man in the iron chair tilted his head.
"Unauthorized entry into the well area".
"kill."
Chen Yifan's eyebrows twitched when he heard the words "well area".
"well?"
He looked down at the base of the altar.
Those dark green patterns were definitely not something the Holy Church carved on the spot.
Deeper inside, there is another layer of grayish-white old patterns.
The Holy Church converted the diversion well from the previous era into the main altar.
This thing may have originally been left behind by the ancestors of Earth.
Chen Yifan raised his right hand.
The God-Slaying Thorn solidified into an invisible blade.
"Let's see how much you still have left in your head."
The man in the iron chair rushed over.
There are no skill visual effects.
There was no fluctuation in the professional panel.
His body was ridiculously stiff; when he stepped on the pipe wall, he created a ring of cracks.
Chen Yifan sidestepped the chains, and the Divine Meteor Thrust slashed into the opponent's forehead.
hum.
The moment the mental blade entered his sea of consciousness, Chen Yifan's breath hitched.
empty.
No memory.
No emotions.
They lack a complete personality.
There was only a dark well left inside.
The same sentence came from the bottom of the well.
"Guard the well."
"Wait for the patrol to return."
"Guard the well."
"Wait for the patrol to return."
Chen Yifan withdrew the Divine Meteor Thorn, his expression darkening.
The man in the iron chair threw a punch.
Chen Yifan raised his arm to catch it.
boom!
He was blasted back more than ten meters, his back slamming through three inverted pipes.
The bones in his arm made a cracking sound.
Really heavy.
This guy's power doesn't follow the professional system.
It is the altar and the bones of heretics that are supporting it.
The team emblem on the Iron Chair man's chest swayed slightly.
The number, partially obscured by mucus, was partially visible.
【J-07】
Chen Yifan shook his numb hands.
"His memory has been ripped out, yet he's still guarding the well for that headless dog."
"The person's already dead, and you're still letting the dog guard the door?"
The man in the iron chair suddenly stopped.
The command sound effect in the black well paused for a moment.
"dog……"
"Patrol..."
His skin cracked beneath his tattered uniform, revealing dark green iron bones emerging from his flesh.
He grew half a head taller.
The old iron chair behind it also deformed.
Metal ribs extend from the back of the chair, and the legs are embedded in the edge of the altar.
Bai Zhi finally managed to regain a clear signal.
"Chen Yifan! The altar's energy supply has increased!"
"He's invoking the main vein of Skeleton-01!"
"Don't let him complete the connection!"
Chen Yifan stared at the area beneath the iron chair.
The chains are not the point.
The iron chair is the interface.
After the altar guardian's memories were erased, his body was tied to that iron chair.
The iron chair is connected to the altar.
The altar is connected to the world engine interface.
Directly dismantling the altar would expose the subsequent path.
Killing him directly wouldn't help.
As long as the iron chair remains, the altar can find a new host.
Then disqualify them.
Chen Yifan raised his hand and pressed it against his chest.
The external path's inner palace unfolds.
The purple-gold phantom expanded in the inverted pipe gallery, causing the pipes overhead to creak and groan.
Dark red tentacles emerged from the edge of the heart palace, nailing into the four corners of the iron chair.
The man in the iron chair roared, and the entire inverted altar began to press down.
The pipes, chains, and iron chair ribs contracted simultaneously, trying to crush Chen Yifan and Xin Gong into the altar.
Bai Zhi grew anxious.
"Don't try to tough it out!"
"The skeleton-01 is also connected to the world engine's underlying interface!"
"When you encounter the main chain, it will reverse-mark you!"
Chen Yifan gritted his teeth as a piece of iron rib pierced his left shoulder.
Blood dripped down his arm, only to be swept away by the backflowing black liquid.
"I didn't touch the main chain."
The Purple Gold Heart Palace suppressed the pulse of the Holy Altar.
It's not crushed.
It just slows things down a bit.
With each pulsation of the altar, Chen Yifan used his Heart Palace to stop it by half a beat.
After three attempts, the folding rhythm of the entire utility tunnel became disordered.
The man in the iron chair slowed down for a moment.
Just this one moment.
Chen Yifan rushed to the front of the iron chair.
The man in the iron chair raised his fist and slammed it down.
Chen Yifan did not dodge, but grabbed the other person's wrist with his left hand.
boom!
A crack appeared on the altar beneath his feet.
His right hand had already pressed into the connection between the base of the iron chair and the base of the altar.
The theft of all things is activated.
The goal is not energy.
It's not a node either.
It is the energy supply qualification for the skeleton-01 altar to transmit energy to the world engine interface.
The ring is getting hot.
The skin on Chen Yifan's palm was burned open by dark green lines.
A grayish-white old pattern emerged from the base of the altar, and was then entangled by dark green pollution.
Both sides attacked his hand simultaneously.
An alarm sounded from Bai Zhi's side.
"Are you removing permissions?"
"Holy crap, you're really pulling permissions!"
"Don't stop! Hold on for three more seconds!"
The man in the iron chair crashed into him.
The ribs of the old iron chair spread out, pressing down on Chen Yifan along with half of his body.
Chen Yifan pressed his left hand against his forehead, and the Divine Meteor Thorn plunged into the black well once more.
This time, he didn't look for his memories.
He directly cut off that order.
"Guard the well."
"Wait for the patrol to return."
An invisible blade cleaved down.
The Kuroi well trembled.
The man in the iron chair got stuck.
Chen Yifan suddenly pulled outwards with his right hand.
hum!
A dark green source core was forcibly torn out from the base of the altar.
The instant the source nucleus leaves the body, half of all the patterns in the inverted tube gallery simultaneously go out.
The heartbeat of the Skeleton-01 Altar has stopped.
A series of notifications popped up on Bai Zhi's side.
[Power supply interrupted for frame-01.]
[Main energy supply efficiency has decreased.]
[Harvest countdown paused.]
Chen Yifan pressed the source core into the ring space with his other hand.
The man in the iron chair stood still.
His dark green iron bones cracked inch by inch.
The old iron chair has started to crumble.
The black liquid stuck to the team logo peeled off, revealing a more complete number.
【J-07-Qing】
Chen Yifan reached out and supported his body as he was about to fall.
"What's your name?"
The man in the iron chair moved his throat.
This time, Kuroi's command did not ring out again.
He stared at Chen Yifan, struggling to utter a sound.
"Old Wang...do you still smoke?"
Chen Yifan paused for a moment.
"smoke."
"Still being stubborn."
The man in the iron chair couldn't laugh; the cracks on his face continued to widen.
"That's good……"
With trembling hands, he pulled half of a charred team badge from inside his uniform.
The team emblem is now only half intact, worn smooth from years of being covered by a hand.
"Give it to him."
Chen Yifan accepted it.
The man in the iron chair let his hand fall down, then barely managed to lift it a little more.
"The Blue Smoke Group..."
"Not a traitor..."
Chen Yifan looked at him.
"Who altered your memories?"
The man in the iron chair opened his mouth, and black ash came out of his throat.
"List..."
"Dragon Head Candidate..."
"There is one..."
Before he could finish speaking, his entire body shattered.
The ashes fell onto the extinguished altar, but were not swept away by the black liquid.
Chen Yifan stood for a moment, then carefully put away the half of the team emblem.
Over the phone, Bai Zhi's breathing sounded erratic.
"Chen Yifan, how's it going on your end?"
Chen Yifan moved his right hand, which was burned black.
"The first jar has been dismantled."
"The altar guardian is gone."
Bai Zhi remained silent for half a second.
"Is he from the Green Smoke Group?"
"Um."
"To say they are not traitors."
The sound of keyboard typing stopped on the other end of the communication.
Two seconds later, Bai Zhi spoke again.
"I will pass this message on to Yanlong."
Chen Yifan looked up at the utility tunnel, which had stopped rotating.
"Wait."
"Old Wang is still holding up the blockade layer; it's not appropriate to add insult to injury at this time."
Bai Zhi responded softly.
"clear."
Chen Yifan walked to the base of the altar and reached out to pull off the remaining dark green patterns.
The altar was completely extinguished.
The entire old utility tunnel was restored to its original location.
The model on Bai Zhi's side is much clearer now.
"Skeleton-01 confirmed to be off."
"The main energy supply chain dropped by 8.7 percent."
"efficient!"
Just as Chen Yifan was about to ask her to report the second coordinates, a piercing alarm suddenly blared through the communication channel.
Bai Zhi's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"etc!"
"Skeleton-02 anomaly!"
Chen Yifan's fingers stopped.
"Location."
"Old underground formation in Kyoto!"
The keyboard on Bai Zhi's side was a chaotic mess of sounds.
"No, it didn't wait for you to get there!"
"The guardian vessel of Frame-02 has detached from its original position!"
"It's carrying the well core and is actively moving towards the old Kyoto feng shui center!"