SEC Chapter 188 Lu Yan Arrives Safely in China, His Divine Sense Damaged
Chapter 188 Lu Yan Arrives Safely in China, His Divine Sense Damaged
That giant eye in the sky appeared and disappeared as quickly as it was meant to. It seemed to have been burned by something, and suddenly closed its eyes, the oppressive pressure that had been suffocating it vanished.
Above the battlefield, all that remained was a shattered twelve-winged angel and three Eastern war gods surrounding it.
Chi You picked up the detached wing of light and tossed it aside casually.
He turned his head and looked at Yang Jian, whose armor was also torn, and Nezha, whose lips were stained with golden blood.
"snort."
He grunted, his voice rough and harsh.
"Is it really worth all this trouble for just a few scruffy birds?"
He didn't name names, but everyone present could hear the contempt in his words.
Nezha was poking at the pile of angel fragments on the ground with the tip of his spear, finding amusement in it.
Upon hearing this, Nezha stopped what he was doing.
He raised his head, his deathly gray eyes fixed on Chi You.
Who are you talking about?
"Old man, where were you all this time?"
"You come and flip the table after we've finished cooking, trying to show off your abilities, huh?"
He hoisted the fire-tipped spear onto his shoulder, and the fire-wheel beneath his feet began to spin, with black flames erupting again.
Judging from his posture, he's preparing to spar with this military leader.
"Stop arguing."
Lu Yan's voice broke in.
He walked to the middle of the group and first clasped his hands in greeting to Chi You.
Then he turned to Nezha.
"This is European territory."
"We can't say for sure what that eye was."
"If we don't leave now, we might not be able to leave later."
His tone was very flat.
Chi You glanced at Lu Yan, then looked at the unstable spatial barrier in the distance.
He ignored Nezha's provocations.
"Boring."
Two words popped out of his mouth.
With a kick of his legs, he shot into the sky.
Without even saying goodbye, it flew straight towards China at an incredible speed.
Nezha looked in the direction where Chi You disappeared and scoffed indignantly, but thankfully didn't retaliate.
Yang Jian remained silent.
He walked to Lu Yan's side, withdrew his Dharma form, and transformed back into the silver-armored divine general.
However, the divine light emanating from his body was much dimmer than before.
"Walk."
His voice was deep and somewhat weak.
Just then, the roar of propellers came from the horizon.
Two armed helicopters painted with the Chinese military emblem emerged from the clouds and flew this way.
There was no unnecessary circling.
The helicopter hovered in mid-air, the cabin door slid open, and several thick ropes were thrown down.
"superior!"
Ling Shuang called out.
The first and third teams grabbed the ropes and started climbing.
It's all muscle memory.
Nezha glanced at the rope, then at the Wind and Fire Wheels beneath his feet, and pursed his lips.
He grabbed Yang Jian by the back of his collar, and with a flash of fire beneath his feet, the two of them dashed into the cabin.
Lu Yan was the last one.
He had just grabbed the rope when he felt a chill down his spine.
Looking back.
Countless angels appeared again in the skies above the Scottish Highlands.
It was a dark, dense mass.
But it's strange.
They simply stayed there at a distance, neither approaching nor attacking.
Just watch quietly.
It seems like they're afraid of something.
There's no time to think about it.
Lu Yan followed the rope into the cabin.
He had barely stepped into the cabin when the helicopter began to climb and change direction.
From arrival, to everyone boarding the plane, and then to leaving the battlefield.
The whole process took less than a minute.
The cabin is not very spacious.
Yang Jian found a corner to sit down, closed his eyes, and appeared to be asleep.
Nezha was different.
He was like a child, touching this and looking at that.
After a while, he went to the porthole and pointed at the clouds outside.
A moment later, he ran to the back of the cockpit and stared at the flashing instrument panels.
He stretched out his finger and poked at one of the plastic indicator covers that was lit up with a red light.
Then, he pinched the lid with two fingers and broke it off.
"Click".
He just pried off the sign that said "Emergency Exit".
He held it in his hand, turning it over and over, but couldn't figure it out, so he casually tossed it aside.
Zhao Leiguang sat opposite him, his eye twitching slightly.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something.
"Dude, you can't just break that thing like that..."
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.
Trying to reason with this guy is probably just asking for trouble.
He could only turn his head away and mutter to himself.
"My goodness, this is military supplies. I'll have to write a report when I get back."
The only sound in the entire cabin was the roar of the propellers.
The atmosphere was a bit strange.
Speechless all the way.
The helicopter crossed the long coastline and entered Chinese airspace.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the azure South China Sea below.
Outside the porthole.
China's coastline is no longer what it used to be.
Giant alloy fortifications lined the coastline, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Electromagnetic turrets, energy shield generators, and soldiers patrolling in new exoskeleton armor are everywhere.
This defensive line looks reassuring.
"Damn, I'm finally home."
Zhao Leiguang put the shield on the ground, slumped into his chair, and let out a long sigh.
The others were similar.
After a long day of tension, seeing our own defenses finally allowed me to relax a bit.
Lu Yan also leaned against the cabin wall.
From the moment he entered the secret realm, his mind never stopped working.
He was constantly thinking about things, from beginning to end, coupled with the high-intensity use of Black Lotus.
It has been sustained by unconscious mental energy.
Now, it's finally over.
The strength that had been supporting him suddenly disappeared, and Lu Yan felt his vision go black and his ears ring.
The voices of my teammates and the roar of the helicopter became distant and indistinct.
The scene before his eyes began to distort and darken.
My body won't obey me anymore.
He swayed, his body went limp, and he fell to the side.
"Lu Yan!"
Xiao Qianyu's voice sounded a little urgent.
She was closest to him and saw Lu Yan rush over in a flash, so she reached out and caught him.
Wen Yue also came over from the other side and silently offered a helping hand, helping Xiao Qianyu to slowly lay Lu Yan flat on the seat.
"What happened?"
"Old Lu!"
Chaos erupted in the cabin.
Su Yunqing rushed over, her palm glowing with white light, and placed it on Lu Yan's forehead.
But her energy was repelled as soon as it touched Lu Yan.
"no."
Su Yunqing's voice trembled slightly as she withdrew her hand, the white light in her palm flickering.
Her healing energy couldn't penetrate.
"His bodily functions are all normal, even healthier than the average person."
Su Yunqing quickly checked Lu Yan's vital signs, "But his consciousness... is like it's locked behind a door, and I can't find that door."
"What do you mean 'can't find the door'?" Zhao Leiguang's voice was loud. His burly frame was particularly obstructive in the cramped cabin, and he almost plopped down on the instrument panel next to him. "Whatever the door, just kick it open!"
"Old Zhao! Shut up!"
Xiao Qianyu yelled at him, her hand still on Lu Yan's neck, she could feel his pulse beating, but it was very weak.
Along the way, they only focused on charging forward, while Lu Yan had to take into account every variable on the entire battlefield.
That would require a huge amount of energy.
The cabin fell silent.
"Feed".
A lazy voice rang out.
Nezha suddenly appeared, squatted down next to Lu Yan, tilted his head, and curiously poked Lu Yan's face with his finger.
"He only suffered a loss of consciousness; he just needs to be cared for by an old Taoist priest from Kunlun Mountain."