Lu Zicheng never expected that the copper coin would land on the front.

The green-haired parrot stood on his shoulder and screamed: "Good luck, let's eat chicken tonight!"

If the copper coin lands on the front, nothing will happen.

He took out his tablet, and the picture monitored by the Eye of Horus satellite showed what was going on in the cafeteria.

The fourteen blue dots have been motionless in place, obviously losing their combat effectiveness.

As for the most eye-catching red dot, it has actually disappeared.

"Sure enough, one of the two mythical weapons possessed by the clown has the effect of blocking observation. Even now, I can't feel any movement from the cafeteria. So, what happened?"

Lu Zicheng narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself.

Suddenly, a helicopter roared overhead, and lights flashed in the night sky.

Lu Zicheng quickly ducked into a corner to avoid being seen.

After all, he participated in the mission secretly and would not show up unless absolutely necessary, which would put him in trouble.

According to the rules and regulations of the Tribunal, every time the action team is assigned a mission, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, an emergency plan will be prepared. Once the situation gets out of control, someone will come to forcibly control the situation.

This person's strength must be overwhelming and enough to settle everything.

On the helicopter, there was someone standing in the cabin. Her silhouette illuminated by the lights was slender and graceful. Her white hair was swaying in the wind. She was carrying a huge sword box like a coffin, and the buzzing sound of the sword's blade echoed faintly.

This feature is too obvious, the Sword Sect path.

As a member of the ancient martial arts path, Lu Zicheng has always felt that his profession is the best.

But he had to admit that the Sword Sect, which was also one of the most ancient paths, was no weaker than the ancient martial arts.

And it’s even cooler.

At the same time, the roof of a black Mercedes-Benz was half a block away from Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School.

Lu Zijin narrowed his beautiful eyes, glanced sideways at the middle-aged man in the car, and said calmly: "Aren't you very confident? Deacon Nie. I seemed to smell the poison just now, and the intensity was very high. It seems that there is something behind the clown.

There is someone, and this person’s rank is not low, maybe super-dimensional, or even higher..."

Deacon Nie's face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Code name, Thunder! Start the rescue plan!"

There was silence for a moment in the communication intercom, and a sweet voice sounded like the impact of ice cubes

"Understood."

Communication interrupted.

"Something happened to your niece, are you anxious?"

Lu Zijin jumped lightly onto the roof of the car, his black lily pleated skirt swaying in the wind, and his heels landed with a snap.

"With Lei Lei here, there shouldn't be any problems. Let's ask the medical team to parachute in at any time."

She said lightly: "I'm a little bored, so I went to walk around. Maybe the person behind the clown is watching nearby. If I'm lucky, I will find him and fight with him."

The young-looking minister showed a narrow smile: "You are here alone, are you not afraid?"

Deacon Nie was sitting in the car, his eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "Kill him, and come see me again."

This deacon of the Tribunal has great power, but very weak strength.

It's not even the oldest way.

After all, with the changes of the times, the mainstream inheritance methods are basically the oldest ones.

Those fragmented inheritances have long been submerged in the long river of history.

Ancient martial arts, overlord, sword sect, ghost slayer, heavenly master, priest...or god.

In addition, Western dragon slayers and priests also belong to the most ancient path.

Alchemists were also considered, but they were eliminated because they did not have combat capabilities.

"Try your best."

Lu Zijin yawned lazily, and was instantly enveloped by the majestic spiritual thoughts, and suddenly disappeared on the spot.

On the other side, another helicopter roared past, and members of the medical team also arrived.

Deacon Nie snorted coldly, his expression extremely ugly.

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

With a bang, Gu Jianlin knocked over a table and rolled continuously on the ground until he hit the wall.

He felt that all the bones in his body were falling apart, his internal organs seemed to be shifting, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This was just a bump from the clown's deformed body.

As a seventeen-year-old boy, he endured pain that was beyond his age.

This is a bloody lesson, you have to rely on yourself for everything!

From now on, he will never place his hopes on his teammates again.

I thought that the elite action team of the Ethereum Association should be very powerful, but I didn't expect that after making a grand debut at the beginning, they had no ability to resist at all and were wiped out by the team.

Gu Jianlin originally wanted to ask them to help him, forcing him to use the other party's second mythical weapon.

The result is now good, the pressure is all on his side.

Fortunately, the priest's abilities are very comprehensive. Although he has no output ability at the current stage, he still has battery life.

He casually pressed against the flower pot nearby, and his fingers ignited the pale will-o'-the-wisp again!

"Sacrifice!"

The tiger orchid in the flowerpot withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its lush vitality was sacrificed to nature.

Gu Jianlin also received the gift of the power of nature. All the wounds and bruises on his body were restored, and even the hidden wounds in his body were quietly recovering, as if the warmth of the sun was flowing through his body.

A shrill sound broke through the air, his expression changed slightly, and he kicked the table over.

In just a moment, a strong and resilient spiderweb stuck to the table and became a mess.

Then came the spider silk bombs one after another, making a shrill and sharp sound.

Gu Jianlin quickly stood up holding the flowerpot and relied on the few obstacles in the canteen to avoid it.

There was not much space for him to move around in the cafeteria, and there were spider webs everywhere.

After completing the spider deformation, the clown's physical fitness has greatly improved, and he can even climb walls and walk.

If Gu Jianlin didn't have life perception, he would have died long ago in such darkness.

"Run, where else can you run?"

A hoarse, cold voice sounded from the ceiling.

Gu Jianlin raised his head and met a pair of red compound eyes, feeling cold all over his body.

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The profiling has failed because this guy has turned into a big spider. Although he still retains human consciousness, he has the hunting instinct of arthropods and cannot predict his movements at all.

This is indeed a desperate situation.

The reason why we are in a desperate situation is that our teammates are too bad.

But now is not the time to blame his teammates. Gu Jianlin must seize the last glimmer of hope.

The mysterious old man in the grocery store once said to him.

The gate of life is in the south, and the gate of life is in fire.

Fire!

Gu Jianlin decided to make a last ditch effort, turned around and rushed towards the back kitchen of the canteen on the second floor!

For a moment, the clown-incarnated spider burst out with amazing jumping power and swooped over.

The sharp limbs glowed with cold light.

"Death!"

Gu Jianlin raised his left hand, and his fingertips were suddenly stained with blood, and a pale will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited!

Ghost curse!

At this time, he was very happy that he chose the priest path.

Because the clown's whole body is deformed and hardened, and bullets cannot penetrate it.

On the contrary, it is a ghost curse, which can ignore all movement and defense and cause real damage.

Just hear a puff.

Thick blood burst out from the clown's body, and he fell from the air, his fatal blow deflected.

It happened to pass along the boy's back and landed on his lap!

Gu Jianlin also paused because of the damage caused by the ghost curse, staggered up to the second floor, fell to the ground, and slid to the kitchen in front.

His left leg was bleeding non-stop, and the sharp joints tore the arteries in his thigh. The severe pain made his vision go black. If it weren't for the soaring adrenaline supporting his body, he would have lost the fight after this blow.

Able.

"Sacrifice!"

His right hand touched the tiger orchid in his arms again, sacrificing its vitality and receiving the gift of the power of nature.
To be continued...