Sure enough, that farr... Ni... The black guy’s level is just like that.
Looks like the team of "truly strong people" has encountered a Waterloo.
Lu Wenwu ate his pancake with pleasure, feeling a bit more relaxed.
About ten minutes later, Zhao Lixing hurriedly ran back, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow.
"When are we leaving?" Seeing him return, Lu Wenwu asked, "I need your information, especially about the other six apostles."
"We can’t leave." Zhao Lixing said numbly, "Headquarters is gone."
Lu Wenwu, Lan Shan: "???"
What the hell?
Just gone?
"The headquarters suddenly suffered a joint attack from at least three apostles. Other than the rescue team initially sent out to rush to us, no one at the headquarters survived, including the forr Otherworld powerhouses."
In the short span of a few hours, Zhao Lixing, who had continuously experienced great joy and sorrow, ups and downs, was now very numb.
He didn’t even know how to face this news emotionally.
Originally it seed like a certain death situation, but Lu Wenwu saved him, and the other party also directly killed the War Apostle, liberating the War Realm.
Then he thought this was the beginning of humanity’s counterattack, advancing vigorously to counterattack the apostles.
Instead, three apostles tead up and destroyed the Salvation Army headquarters!
Screw this!
It’s already a testant to his strong mind that Zhao Lixing’s ntality hasn’t shattered now!
Lan Shan patted his shoulder, comforting, "Xiaozhao, look on the bright side, at least you’re promoted several levels, maybe you’ll directly get promoted from vice commander to commander of the Salvation Army. That’s how my father took over as Clan Leader back in the day."
Zhao Lixing: "..."
"Your consolation is great, don’t do it next ti." Lu Wenwu quickly pulled her into the pancake stall and closed the door, "The headquarters is gone, what’s your next step? Wait here to regroup with the remaining troops? Or contact other teams scattered outside on missions?"
"Return to the land first; that’s all we can do. We can’t just abandon these civilians." Zhao Lixing sighed deeply, as if he had suddenly aged decades.
"After eting up with reinforcents, we’ll return to the battlefield the sa way we ca. If we can secure a piece of land, we’ll have a chance to rest and contact other units. The resources in the submarine are scarce, staying in the sea is death."
Lu Wenwu asked, "Is there any chance of going directly to the War Apostle’s base? It should be storing the most supplies and is currently leaderless."
"Too risky." Zhao Lixing shook his head.
"With the War Apostle dead, apart from the King of the Apostles, the remaining five apostles will undoubtedly co to divide the resources; they are sure to go to the City of War."
"I know you’re strong, Mr. Tyrannosaurus, but going one against five, even if it’s you, will probably be too hard to handle."
"With the upheaval at headquarters, our military strength has plumted. I know shallow waters can’t keep a True Dragon; our previous agreent is now null and void. You and Miss Lan Shan needn’t worry about it."
"Let’s talk about it later, for now, the two of us are following your lead." Lu Wenwu shrugged, "You’ve given us so much information, saving us a lot of trouble. Favors always need to be repaid. When you need it, just tell where to go and who to kill, and how many."
Zhao Lixing didn’t say anything more, just gave Lu Wenwu a bitter smile and a salute, then rushed back to the bridge to command and dispatch.
Soon, the Seventh Landing Team, which had been waiting in place, regrouped with the reinforcents from headquarters.
They also learned the news of the destroyed headquarters, each showing a clear look of depression.
Most of those who ca were support troops; hardly any senior officers ca. Zhao Lixing, a vice commander for just a few hours, was forced to take charge and suddenly beca the Salvation Army’s Second Legion Commander.
This made Lan Shan repeatedly sigh at the impermanence of the human world, with changes happening too quickly.
Her experience in the sea for the past three hundred years wasn’t as rich as these few missions after becoming a Player.
On the way to the land, Lu Wenwu took out his mission reward—the War Soul—in a single room for senior officers, with Mao Mao guarding nearby.
It looked like a small, gleaming orange-red fla, quietly floating in Lu Wenwu’s palm.
Refinent?
Lu Wenwu didn’t understand the standard refinent process for this thing.
But directly eating it with Devouring Heaven and Earth surely wasn’t wrong.
Having made up his mind, he imdiately devoured the War Soul in one bite.
The originally faint fla burst into brilliance as it was swallowed, illuminating every inch of flesh like a shining crystal.
Lu Wenwu felt as if he had turned into Sun Monkey in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, his entire being consud by an intangible, invisible fla.
His whole body transford into a furnace, with everything inside continuously roasted.
The War Soul was originally a supre treasure for cultivating the Soul.
But who let Lu Wenwu’s Body and Soul be one?
He used Devouring Heaven and Earth to maximize its usage, activating every cell in his body.
With a steam-like white smoke wafting off him.
His already imnsely muscular physique was further enhanced, with the power gathered inside becoming increasingly formidable, like a Fierce Beast of prival tis about to be born.
A mont later, Lu Wenwu slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at the personal panel; the [Body] attribute hadn’t increased much, reaching only 4416 points.
But the Spiritual Power aspect had exploded, doubling from before!
Besides that, Lu Wenwu also successfully comprehended a skill from the Soul of Revenge.
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