Exploding God

Chapter 1180 "Shh~"

"Director Qian?"

When that familiar name came to mind...

Qian Duochao, the ambitious middle-aged man who was ostensibly a strategic strategist in the [Modo] organization but was actually the orthopedic director of the Shangnan City Combat Association, froze in shock, his face showing an expression of utter disbelief.

What's going on?

I even ran into someone I knew here!

That sharply defined profile, that composed and dignified posture... still so elegant, just like when he carried the banknotes with a rope back then.

So, who the hell is this person?!

Qian Duochao was furious. At this moment, his adrenaline surged, electrical signals were transmitted rapidly between neurons, and the star source cells in his body went into full power!

A roar of the soul erupted, surging power coursing through every limb and bone, visible distortions appearing all over the body, and the blade-like aura was about to explode completely in the next second—

Ok?

Lu Ze tilted his head slightly and loosened the five fingers of his right hand.

He simply made a backhand stretching and rebounding motion, and a white wave of air instantly rippled up from his palm.

Qian Duochao's body stiffened, and his eyes widened in horror.

The suffocating sense of oppression rushed towards him, and the white wave of air instantly swept away his own protective energy into nothingness.

Lu Ze reached out and gently dusted off the dust on the other person's shoulder.

He looked up at the sky, smiled, and said, "The weather's nice today. Doesn't Director Qian have to work?"

Qian Duochao's facial muscles froze. There was no mirror here, but he was certain that his complexion was the worst it had been in the last ten years!

……

What the hell is this time of year, reminiscing like old friends?

Is this terrifyingly red fog what you call good weather?

Today is Sunday. Do I, a chief physician at the Zhanxie Hospital, really have to work on Sunday? Or have I flown all the way to the Ogasawara Islands to be on duty?

Should we give the wild behemoths here orthopedic treatment?

……

The air in his chest surged, and the sorcerer's face turned white then red, then red then white, finally opening his mouth in anger—

"Ha...haha, yeah, the weather's nice. I'm not busy today, um, not busy, so I came out for a stroll."

The scene was initially very harmonious.

Looking at the sorcerer's familiar smile, Lu Ze felt as if he had returned to the scene at the War Alliance Hospital. He casually dusted off the dust with his right hand and left the other's shoulder, while his left hand handed the warm [Shadow Shifting Pearl] to the Pharaoh.

The Pharaoh held the bead tightly, scrutinizing the sorcerer with great curiosity.

"So, Director Qian is planning to go in?"

The shaman's palms were sweating with anxiety. "Isn't that obvious? If you hadn't stopped me at the last minute, I would have been inside already!"

"I have something urgent to attend to today, how about we talk another day?"

There are only 5 seconds left in the golden time. By the time [Rage] arrives, what's the point of running away?

"No rush, there are still people coming out. Going in rashly might cause misunderstandings. I'll introduce Director Qian to a few friends later," Lu Ze said with a smile, but he didn't intend to move aside.

Gan Duochao's composure crumbled. He could feel the rapidly approaching waterspout a thousand meters behind him without even turning around. He muttered to himself, "It's too late."

"The sorcerer—"

The rolling sound waves were actually bound into a straight air wave, piercing through the thick fog and waves, and finally exploded in front of Qian Duochao like a firework.

The red mist vanished, leaving behind a clean and tidy "corridor".

At the other end of the corridor was a cloud of red mist, a chillingly bright red that was turning a deeper red as they drew closer.

The anxiety in Qian Duochao's eyes finally turned into despair, and he became completely listless. He no longer had any desire to reminisce.

"They're here..."

In terms of wisdom and strategy, even ten raging men couldn't match him.

However, if we're talking about individual combat strength, especially when facing a raging inferno within a kilometer, one is almost certain to die.

With a wry smile, Qian Duochao's anxious expression gradually calmed down, and at that moment he patted Lu Ze's arm like an old friend.

"If you have the chance, tell Principal Baili that it's impossible to return the item to its rightful owner. You should go back the way you came; I have some small matters to take care of."

"By the way, please note that there will be no registration fee this time."

Having made a small joke, Qian Duochao straightened up again, turned around, and his face regained the pride and demeanor of a shaman.

At that moment, he even mocked himself inwardly. Although he wasn't exactly a good person, he was still different from the guys in the Modo organization.

Well, at least I'm more humane, right?

As for reminding Lu Ze, was it because of the red envelope he gave him back then...?

Haha, how could that be?

Would I, a dignified sorcerer, be so naive?

Pity is the most useless emotion!

At most, I feel that younger people have more hope...

Discarding his chaotic thoughts, Qian Duochao raised his right index finger, and a ball of white energy swelled up from the tip of his finger, growing faster and faster until it expanded to the size of a basketball in just one second.

When escape was hopeless and he faced death head-on, the middle-aged man's eyes became calm and serene.

puff~

With a soft sound, the rapidly spinning white mist vanished into thin air.

The space around Qian Duochao fell into an eerie silence in an instant, and even the long robe that had been fluttering violently with the airflow slowly drooped down.

This silence spread for tens of thousands of meters, and all the giant beasts on and off the sea stopped swimming.

The next second—

hold head high!

Roar!

Hey!

Giant waves surged skyward, countless whirlpools appeared, and numerous colossal beasts leaped from the sea and fell back down, transforming into a torrent that converged before the shaman.

"Furious! I'll teach you a lesson today!"

"If a person loses their reason, what difference is there between them and livestock! How dare a beast address me by my name?"

Gan Duochao's voice, carrying a unique arrogance, mingled with the sea breeze, colliding and converging from all directions.

He snapped his fingers.

wow——

Three hundred meters to the left front, a large group of shadow arrowfish crashed through the water at subsonic speed and then suddenly accelerated, like a terrifying supersonic arrow formation rushing into the red mist!

boom!

The red fog was pierced, and terrifying sound waves exploded one after another, causing the seawater to evaporate into mist and rise into the sky.

Qian Duochao stared ahead and snapped his fingers.

slap~

A colossal 9-star beast, the Stone Mountain Whale, with its body largely petrified, leaped high from the seabed. As its thousand-ton body spun, its mountain-like tail swept across the surface, creating a massive air blast.

The red mist and seawater exploded simultaneously, finally halting the furious surge.

The terrifying crimson fog finally disappeared, and the heavy rain obscured the view, leaving only the sound of the rain falling in the world.

Is that all?

Do not!

Qian Duochao's pupils suddenly shrank to a point, because at that moment he saw the hairs standing on the back of his hand.

That was a physical reaction triggered by a sense of crisis.

His gaze was fixed on a certain spot in the heavy rain!

In the reflection in my eyes, a burly figure slowly walked through the rain.

The man had a typical European face, with a head of flamboyant red hair, thick eyebrows, and deep-set eyes. His tight leather vest clearly outlined his bulging muscles.

When he stepped out of the rain, the rain only reached 20 centimeters above his body before stopping, as if cold water had been poured onto a hot iron block, causing large plumes of steam to rise with a hissing sound.

Enraged, the third of the seven deadly sins of the [Modo] organization, a man whose physical strength is enough to make all cultivators in the world despair, so this is what he looks like.

"Witch, hand over the Storm Funnel, and I can hand you over to Lucifer."

He was furious, his head tilted to the side. Although his whole body was radiating waves of heat, his face was as calm as an Antarctic permafrost, completely opposite to his code name.

While speaking, Fury had already tried to sense that there were traces of Storm Funnel in the air, but there was no trace of this strategic-level fog soldier nearby, which was different from what he had expected.

The sorcerer who betrayed the organization was already a dead man in his eyes, but he had to find the Storm Funnel before he could kill the sorcerer.

As for what was just said about handing the wizard over to Lucifer?

Haha, you can even hand over a corpse.

Within seconds of speaking, two more giant sea monsters rushed out from nearby: a 7-star venomous squid and an 8-star purple-star ringed sea serpent.

Both of these creatures are experts in ambushes and poison, and their timing and speed of appearance are absolutely perfect, but unfortunately—they are too weak.

His enraged right arm blurred for a moment as two air blades, each over ten meters long, sliced through the air.

The two ferocious beasts exploded into a cloud of purple blood mist in mid-air.

He was so enraged that he didn't even blink; he even felt like laughing.

Such a despicable attack has not been seen for many years.

Looking furiously at the pale-faced sorcerer, he had the strange feeling that a strong adult man was facing a kindergarten child.

He tilted his head, leisurely examining the shaman as if he were looking at a lifeless specimen.

"Let's cut off your two legs first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he furiously raised his leg and delivered a casual diagonal sweep.

The umbrella-shaped shock cloud exploded.

The extremely compressed air sliced through the sea surface, pierced the water mist, and condensed into a blade of air only two meters wide, slashing horizontally towards the sorcerer's legs.

boom!

It sounded like a tsunami crashing against the mountains.

Nearly a hundred giant beasts leaped up at the same time, smashing through the sea surface at great speed to block the passage.

puff--

This is a sound, a sound that penetrates the body from over a hundred meters away.

Beasts were dismembered, and blood and flesh rained down!

Seeing the blade of energy finally dissipate three meters in front of him, Qian Duochao's eyelids twitched violently.

I could only vaguely see half of the [Vacuum Slash] that I had just unleashed in a fit of rage!

If I hadn't kept a close eye on the other side's movements, and if it weren't for the hundred giant beasts blocking my way, my legs would probably have been forced to leave my home.

"I have no interest in talking to livestock."

When Gan Duo's cold words pierced through the rain, his furiously tilted head straightened, the whites of his eyes turning a chilling deep red, and then he grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

……

The more dangerous the situation, the calmer you should be.

Qian Duochao constructed a holographic scene of the entire battlefield, including all living beings, in his mind, and he needed to complete the setup within three seconds.

The number of giant sea monsters around them is increasing, but at present, it seems that only one gentle golden giant tortoise has reached the 10-star level.

This time it was not the previous behemoth siege; even the deployment of two large fog soldiers was only to open two dimensional portals.

The absence of a cyclone condensation process means that it will not attract giant beasts from afar, and the original 11-star Aldemon also died in the previous siege!

We have limited resources at our disposal.

Looking at the surging waves all around him, Qian Duochao's gaze was indifferent.

Since rage has demonstrated the power to dominate the battlefield, then this 300-meter distance can only be filled by thousands of these behemoths.

Using flesh and blood to cultivate cosmic plants... this is the first time I've conducted such an unproven experiment.

Gan Duochao curled his lip and pulled out a dark blue sphere about eight or nine centimeters in diameter from his waist pocket. It had dense protrusions on it like blood vessels, and it even seemed to be wriggling as if it were alive, which was creepy.

——【Blue-loving lichen】.

This is the name he gave to this cosmic plant seed. In terms of difficulty of acquisition, it is at least two levels higher than the Earth King Vine that destroyed the walls of the Shencheng Fortress.

The energy from the planetary rift is its best nutrient solution, and this is a bizarre plant that can even devour planetary creatures.

The only concern is that once the blue-loving lichen takes root in this area, it will be difficult to eradicate.

[But then again, why should I care about it?]

Qian Duochao scorned this weakling's idea, and with a slight exertion of his two fingers, he was about to throw out the plant seed from the cosmic dimension!

"Excuse me, I need to interrupt for a moment..."

Ok? !

When that polite voice rang out softly, Qian Duochao's movements suddenly froze.

[Didn't that kid leave? Why can't I sense him?]

The furious, blood-red eyes slowly shifted to look at the side of the sorcerer. Because of the angle, he could always see the young man, but the ordinary reaction in his Star Source Perception did not attract his attention for even half a second.

However, the other party's sudden outburst had a dark humor to it, and he was clearly looking forward to the next conversation.

To surrender, to betray, or to beg for mercy?

"Fate really likes to play tricks on people. So Director Qian is a sorcerer." Lu Ze clicked his tongue in amazement, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qian Duochao, and asked with a smile, "So, does Director Wu have something he needs me to deliver to Principal Baili?"

Holy crap...

Qian Duochao almost blurted it out.

Is this the right time to talk about this kind of thing?

Haven't we already moved on from this?

I might lose my life in the process. Is this thing more important than my life?

and also--

"Cough, cough, my surname is Qian."

Don't call me Director Wu!

The scene of outsiders hearing your nickname is too embarrassing!

Gan Duochao, who remained unfazed even when facing Yaoyue Shi, felt extremely ashamed upon hearing the title "Director Wu," and his toes unconsciously dug into the soles of his shoes.

"It's still more affectionate to call you Director Qian. A-Ming is recovering very well and has been wanting to thank you in person." Lu Ze nodded with a smile, his smile becoming even more gentle when he talked about his younger brother Lu Ming.

Qian Duochao: ...

This top strategist, who once orchestrated the siege of the Shanghai Fortress, finally understood what it meant to be speechless and shed tears.

"I was so stupid, really. I shouldn't have accepted your 20 yuan back then." Gan Duochao made his first confession in his life.

Originally, there was a 30% chance of survival, but now it's sliding infinitely towards 1%. As for why it's not 0, it mainly highlights a sense of unwillingness to accept defeat.

"No, I firmly believe that what you gain is equal to what you give."

Lu Ze's smile was as bright as ever. "Compared to A-Ming's ability to grow up happily, I think these rewards are far from enough."

"—I stupidly wasted ten seconds on trash."

A muffled, thunderous muttering echoed across the sea. He shook his head at Lu Ze in fury and disappointment, then swung out an extremely compressed crescent-shaped vacuum blade.

He had no interest in listening to such mundane family matters; he really disliked the reserved nature of Easterners, finding it a waste of time and life.

Lu Ze politely turned to the side, gently placing his right index finger in front of his lips, his dark eyes, like a deep starry sky, calmly gazing at the red-haired man.

"Shh-"

A soft "shh" sound suddenly rang out in this world.

Before and after...

All around...

up and down……

It's like a child whispering instructions to their friend while playing hide-and-seek.

But that word of advice was carried by the sea breeze from all directions.

Whether it was the furious outburst from 300 meters away or Director Qian standing right next to him, they both heard it.

thump... thump...

Qian Duochao was somewhat confused; at that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating.

Is that my own heartbeat?

But why would you hear that?