The Heretic Who Could Not Be Killed
The next moment, a flash of lightning appeared on the Seventh Seat skeleton and struck Lu Yuan directly. A brute force surged through Lu Yuan 'Lu Yuan flesh Flesh, and he felt a sudden lightness around him, and his speed increased dramatically.
The Seventh Seat had already rushed forward, and a cacophony of songs and wailing crashed down on him. Countless pale bones and Flesh tentacles shot up from the ground, swarming towards him.
However, the three leaders' gazes all bypassed him and settled on Lu Yuan, because they knew very well that although the lightning on this skeleton was very fierce, it was still a step behind that young man. The arc of electricity enveloping Lu Yuan's body made them feel uneasy.
However, the next moment, Lu Yuan had also disappeared from the spot.
At that moment, Frey, who was on Lu Yuan's back, felt the wind suddenly explode in her ears. She clenched her teeth and buried her face in Lu Yuan's neck.
With the aid of lightning, Lu Yuan's speed had completely surpassed common sense, as fast as if Time Bestower had been activated.
By the time the three leaders regained their sense of Lu Yuan, he had already crossed most of the battlefield and appeared to their side.
This was the path opened for him by the Seventh Seat. Those lightning bolts that seemed to explode in all directions, tearing apart Flesh and blood, actually had their true killing move hidden in the very center. It was a huge arc of electricity as thick as a person, which burned a straight path through layers of bone and Flesh.
The moment he stepped forward, the Seventh Seat had already figured it out. In close combat, his skeletal frame was far inferior to the young man before him. Only by opening a path and getting Lu Yuan right in front of the three could he have a chance of survival in this battle.
The Leader's pupils constricted sharply, and he pressed his body towards the gap, attempting to block it. At the same time, the High Singer and the Bone Controller retreated violently. The High Singer, in particular, knew his physical abilities very well. He also knew that the Fourth Order woman's fist could shatter his head. If it were this Fifth Order man in front of him, and he were caught, he would definitely be crushed into mincemeat.
However, they were all wrong, because Lu Yuan had his eye on the leader from the very beginning.
A blue light enveloped Lu Yuan's figure, arriving in an instant. The next moment, a hand pierced through the hastily erected Flesh of the Leader and gripped his neck tightly.
At the same time, the two people plummeted from mid-air like cannonballs, crashing into the depths of the earth in the distance.
The deafening roar shook the entire Wasteland, sending bits of flesh and bone flying into the sky.
Lu Yuan straddled the Leader. He didn't intend to kill him outright, at least not now, because Lu Yuan knew he might not be able to. So, Lu Yuan planned to cripple him first and keep him in his grasp. Then, there would only be two able-bodied men left on the other side, making the battle two against two.
Moreover, Lu Yuan also had his own selfish motives. He really wanted to know how much experience he could gain from killing a Fifth Order Gray-White Text. If he missed this opportunity, relying solely on accumulating experience little by little by killing Third Order characters would take forever to accumulate the two hundred experience points required for Sanity V. Therefore, he would absolutely not give this person a chance to escape.
The Heretic he had dealt with before, who would burst open Flesh, skin and bones separated, leaving no trace of flesh and blood when they couldn't be defeated, were the same tactics Lu Yuan would never use a second time.
Lu Yuan gripped the neck of the Leader in front of him tightly with his right hand, lifting him directly out of the pit. With his left fist crackling with electricity, Lu Yuan punched the man in the chest.
With a muffled thud, the Leader coughed up a mouthful of black blood, letting out a muffled groan.
Lu Yuan's fists rained down relentlessly, giving him no chance to catch his breath. At the same time, Lu Yuan him upwards, tearing apart the Flesh connecting the Leader's ankles and calves.
In the distance, the skeletons surrounding the Bone Controller frantically changed direction, attempting to strangle Lu Yuan. Meanwhile, the High Singer's song began to change tune, with an overwhelming flood of souls pressing down on them. They couldn't bear to watch their leader be held in someone's hands and beaten like a sandbag.
But a bolt of lightning was faster than them.
A pale lightning bolt tore through the Gray Mist, and the Seventh Seat, following Lu Yuan's trajectory, forcefully crashed through layers of blockades, appearing above the battlefield. The light blue runes on his skeleton lit up, spreading out in all directions from him. The huge patterns, carrying endless lightning, burned everything they touched to charcoal, and shattered bones mixed with decaying flesh fell from the sky.
Most of the skeletons and souls that rushed towards the Leader were unable to cross this lightning.
Lu Yuan hovered slightly in the air, his speed increasing dramatically once again. He gripped the Leader's neck, his fists flying faster and faster. This time, he was determined not to let this man leave his attack range, not even by half a step.
The Leader finally understood Lu Yuan's plan; if things continued like this, he might really die.
The neck that was being held suddenly swelled up, and a savage, almost uncontrollable force exploded from his entire body. Immediately afterward, the Leader's body began to swell wildly.
Lu Yuan's fist landed on that body, and the sensation suddenly changed.
At the same time, something was wrong. A sharp sense of danger shot up from Lu Yuan's fist to the back of his neck. Lu Yuan's pupils contracted, and he gripped the neck, which had swollen considerably, and used all his strength to throw the person away violently.
The next moment, a loud explosion rang out, and the Leader's body suddenly exploded. Blood and flesh were engulfed by the shockwave and transformed into countless sharp, hard objects that shot out in all directions.
Lu Yuan had already retreated rapidly the moment he threw the person. At this distance, with this kind of explosion, if it had really exploded in front of Lu Yuan, even with his two hundred points of sanity, he would definitely not have come out on the receiving end.
But as soon as the aftershocks swept past, Lu Yuan did not retreat further; instead, he charged forward again against the force of the impact.
Because he saw it: what exploded was only the Flesh covering the Leader. At the same time, a huge skeleton was being propelled backward by the force of the explosion, while on the ground, the rotting flesh was churning and surging up, frantically trying to piece the skeleton back together into a complete person.
Lu Yuan's heart sank. If he didn't kill him completely in one go, he would never be able to kill him. In this Holy Sovereign's mansion, those Heretic seemed to have inexhaustible lives. Even after the High Singer's head was crushed, he still came back to life, and his resurrection speed was extremely fast.