Ling Xingyun was very anxious. After listening to it, Lehman recalled it and understood what she was talking about--the remaining two candidates, Zhuque and Qinglong, were attacked again. The last news from the military region was to seek help from Ling Xingyun, the head of Ling Xingyun or the nearest sword immortal.

"Star Lord..." Ling Xingyun was very anxious. On the one hand, she knew that she had to act according to the will of the prophetic Xingjun. On the other hand, she was anxious because she was always concerned about Shenzhou. If all four popular candidates of the emperor were killed, this would be a terrifying blow to Shenzhou. She did not want this to happen.

"Let's go to Zhuque's place, I'll take you with you in person."

Lehman said this, and he also wanted to stay and quietly figure out what happened just now, but he had an indescribable feeling in his heart that he had to solve the current situation first, otherwise if something happened to Zhuque, it would be very troublesome--after all, facing the evil god who was already acting, the worst action was to not take any action.

Lehman and Ling Xingyun rose into the sky and rushed towards the base where Zhuque was located.

The Fuzhou base where Zhuque is located has fallen into chaos, and the source of this chaos is a monster - this monster can see the shape of a human being. He is naked and shaky, as if he is about to fall down at any time, but he is moving so firmly. In his broken body, through the broken skin, a blue-black substance grows out, which looks extremely smooth against the background of the feathers of a bird.

This monster-like skin blocked the weapon shooting of the Dragon Flame Army in Shenzhou. After the monster was shooting under the gear, it looked at the Dragon Flame Army with its eyes. Its eyes stared at the Dragon Flame Army like jelly frozen into ice, and its mouth made a hee sound; the monster's teeth cracked, but they did not fall. Accompanied by the hee laughter, it waved its hand that had turned into claws and rushed towards the Dragon Flame Army.

"The future candidate for the emperor is behind him, firing, fire, and blocking this guy!" The leader's armored iron guard roared, and the electromagnetic anti-armored cannon sprayed out high-speed projectiles, but was blocked by a blue barrier in front of the monster.

“Get out of the ray axis!”

A familiar sound came from the data link. The armored iron guard flashed flexibly to the side. Zhurong tank's heavy artillery shells roared and rushed towards the monster, but the monster opened its mouth wide, and a blue flame spewed out, burning the shells directly into ashes in the air.

"Damn, what exactly is that? Allied biological weapons?!" The driver of Zhurong tank could not help but curse as the shells were burned in the air.

What he actually didn't know was that this monster was his comrade-in-arms not long ago...

Chen Rui, not long ago, was still an individual.

Not long ago, the Longyan Army soldier was still lying on the bed of the military hospital and was tortured by pain - he was injured in the bombing not long ago.

He is a Dragon Flame Army. He is a carefully selected elite soldier in the entire Shenzhou Empire. He is much stronger than most ordinary people. However, he also has his limits, especially when facing the torture of supernatural forces that do not belong to this world.

Lying in the hospital, the wound on his body seemed to have sharp teeth, constantly torturing him, forcing his soul into the abyss of destruction. The explosion pierced into his body and teared his flesh and blood. This was treated by ordinary medical technology, but the power that was cleverly hidden among the bombs that did not belong to this world is not something that the doctors of this world can fight against. It is a kind of power that humans often call [magic]. The magic wind blowing from the sub-space invaded Chen Rui's body, and under the control of the power master, it was overturned in his body.

"Save me!"

Chen Rui opened his mouth, which was already a little numb, but he could not scream, because the strange force had completely disrupted the control of his throat and vocal cords. He twisted desperately on the hospital bed, waving his stick-like arms, and grabbed everything around the hospital bed. The wounds on his body burst and blood flowed, but Chen Rui could not take it into consideration because there was a pain rushing around his body. Every time he thought that it was at the peak of the pain, the pain would torture him in another way.

Chen Rui thought of death, everything else was irrelevant. The honor of the empire, the duty of the soldiers, and even the wife and children in the family were irrelevant. As long as he could get rid of the pain of despair now, nothing mattered.

Echoing Chen Rui's pain and despair, a kind of unrestrained ridicule came from outside the real material world. A great wisdom looked at Chen Rui and began to talk to him.

Chen Rui felt sad and angry when talking to this hallucinated voice. The comrades, brothers, loyal troops and countries around him were either indifferent to his despair or helpless. How cruel and sad it was. The most powerful country and the most powerful army in the world were powerless to him at this time. His despair could not be saved by these people! No power in this world could pull him out of the abyss of despair.

So, what about the power outside this world?

[I have to admit that my brother who has rotten all over his body is just right. So, tell me, brave warrior, do you want to die? Do you want to understand the true meaning of life and really live?]

"Yes, I want to live! Give me hope! Give me life!" Chen Rui shouted out at the top of his throat.

【So cute, okay, although you are not that smart, but this time I will bring you hope.】

The voice in the dark laughed wildly, and Chen Rui stood up again, broke free from the shackles of the hospital bed, and began to cause bloody storms inside the base. Then, after avoiding a cannonball from Zhu Rong, the twisted soldiers in China were finally recognized.

"Oh my God, Chen Rui?! What's wrong with you?! What's going on?!" A soldier of the Long Yan Army who was familiar with him shouted out as if he had looked at the twisted face.

"Chen Rui is dead, his existence is over, I am now given hope to survive, I am the warrior of the Lord of Hope!"

"Hell, what hope warriors?! Look at your ghost!!! You are fighting with your compatriots now!"

"What kind of hell, when I am tortured by despair and pain, where are you?! When I struggle in pain and despair, when I pray to you, when I pray to redemption, where are you?! China?! Ancestors?! The Son of Heaven?! You?! All are waste!!! Now I am loyal to the symbol of hope, the master of true wisdom!!!"

A terrifying roar was made. The creature that was once Chen Rui rushed towards the military formation in Shenzhou, opened its mouth wide, and a terrifying blue flame swept towards the Dragon Flame Army and the armored iron guards. The soldiers of Shenzhou subconsciously closed their eyes and wanted to reach out to stop them, but the expected burning and pain did not come as expected.

The first armored iron guard opened his eyes and saw a blue barrier dealing with it like a raging wave on the ground. The blue flames could not move forward at all in front of the seemingly thin blue barrier. The next moment, a flying sword fell from the sky, directly owling the monster that Chen Rui turned into!

"Blessed by our ancestors, the sword immortal is here!"
Chapter completed!