"That's something from the Church of the Sun!"
Rosa spoke out.
Chen Lun watched Beckman's every move and glanced at the leather gloves on his hands, a little surprised.
"The prototype of Connie No. 1... turned out to be a B-level weirdo."
He thought to himself.
"... You've ruined my years of hard work and everything I've worked so hard to build... All of you deserve to die! Get out of here!"
Beckman screamed wildly.
He rushed forward, raised his hand and waved it, sparks flew from his hand. Then, each spark burst into a dazzling light and exploded.
Boom boom boom…!!
Everyone screamed in panic and felt the ground shaking around them.
Chen Lun, holding a "silver umbrella", strolled leisurely in the rain of fire and came straight to Beckman. Then he threw a punch and hit the latter's face hard. With a loud bang, Beckman flew backwards.
He bumped into the wall, then fell to the ground, kneeling down and coughing up blood, as if he would die any moment.
Chen Lun was very surprised. He didn't expect that this opponent was so weak. But after seeing the bone key stuck in the opponent's chest, he immediately understood something.
Based on the description of the main task and some clues, he roughly pieced together the outline of the whole thing.
It was an A-grade spooky object - the Bone Gallery, which was the body of Archbishop Monroe of the Red Apple Church after his death. Beckman stole the object, but had no idea that it contained a trap.
Bishop Newman's self-sacrifice activated the trap prematurely, causing the Bone Gallery to go out of control, and Beckman became what he is now... It is obvious that he is dying, but the truly terrible enemy has not yet appeared.
Chen Lun was a little surprised.
Because he vaguely remembered that this powerful weird thing was Noah's signature weapon in his previous life. The two were very compatible, and he even thought that this was the original setting of the game.
I just don’t know that there are so many inside stories hidden in it, and I don’t know what the reason is that led to the Bone Gallery finally falling into Noah’s hands.
Wow…!
Beckman knelt on the ground, his eyes reflecting past scenes like a kaleidoscope.
He was trying his best to use his ability to rewind history in an attempt to heal the injuries on his body. However, he had already run out of energy, and only one tenth of the extraordinary power in his body remained, and he ultimately failed.
“Ugh!!”
Beckman howled in frustration.
Ignoring the blood pouring out of his mouth, he raised his hand and began to condense a giant ball of flame.
The scorching heat wave hit me in the face, burning the air in the entire gallery into distorted waves.
"Stop him! He wants to drag everyone here to be buried with him!"
Roderick roared loudly, then groaned and covered his wound in pain.
Mona acted decisively, took out a blue-tempered bullet from her waist, pushed it into the magazine, raised her hand and pulled the trigger at Beckman.
Bang!!
A spiral trajectory filled with ice mist hit the fireball in Beckman's hand directly, making a crackling sound. The flames stagnated, but did not go out. Instead, they suddenly grew more violently.
The entire gallery was lit up like a red hell. The increasingly huge fireball had already submerged Beckmann's body. The air around him seemed to be dried up, and the ceiling, stone pillars and walls made of flesh, blood and bones all turned into charcoal.
Rosa watched coldly for a while, and decided to leave with her brother. With her strength, there was no need to fight here. The life and death of the people present had nothing to do with her. She only cared about Noah.
“… Sister, let me stay here.”
Noah seemed to see what Rosa was going for and gave her a shy smile.
"Although I am weak, I also want to help Mr. Jack a little... Mr. Beckman must be punished for what he did."
"Noah... you've grown up. But now it's not..."
Rosa suddenly looked up and her eyes focused, only to see the black-haired young man rushing straight into the flames.
The crowd exclaimed, the Pompey family stared in amazement, Rebecca's heart was pounding, and she prayed in her heart that Mr. Jack would be okay.
“…Hahahaha!! Let’s burn them all to ashes!!”
Beckman's hysterical laughter was heard in the flames. He only needed to ignite the condensed fireball with his backhand, and the entire gallery, even the entire Bradley Square, would turn into a sea of fire and a purgatory on earth.
The next second, he saw a black-haired young man, bathed in flames, walking in front of him.
"-you?!"
Beckman's laughter froze and his eyes widened.
At this moment, he had used up all his strength due to the excessive use of the fireworks in his palm, and was using up all his life force to maintain himself. His entire body looked like a withered straw. In addition, the burning of the flames had completely changed his appearance, with his skin and flesh turned upside down, looking hideous and tattered, and he could faintly smell the smell of a burnt lake.
The clothes on Chen Lun's body were damaged again, turning into ashes and dissipating, revealing his streamlined and strong body underneath.
Dark golden scales are interwoven with the jet-black exoskeleton, arranged tightly and orderly, like a perfect armor.
Flames surrounded him, air waves twisted, but the young man was unharmed, as if basking in the spring breeze. The scene was very strange.
Chen Lun looked like a visitor from hell, with flying black hair and a pair of emerald green snakes staring at him coldly.
"die!"
The silver cane turned into a sword, and with a sound of "Zeng", it cut off Beckman's palm. The sword light flowed, pierced into his throat, and then retracted.
With a swish sound, the silver sword left a trail of blood, which was instantly dried by the high temperature on the ground, emitting green smoke.
boom!
A pair of black wings bloomed, and Chen Lun, without looking back, held up his severed hand, soared into the sky, and flew out of the open "skylight".
Clang!!
Countless glass shattered and fell, causing shouts from people below.
Without Beckman's support, the giant fireball began to twist and fluctuate, becoming extremely unstable.
The people in Bradley Square and even the residents of Amber City further away saw a "little sun" rising in the sky.
There seems to be a tiny human figure below the "little sun" holding it up.
"Oh my god! This is horrible!"
"What is that?!"
"Look, Mom! It's the flying guy!"
"You're lying again. Let me see if I can beat you up... Oh! This is impossible!"
Bang—boom!!!
There was a loud bang, like thunder exploding in the sky.
Countless residents looked up and saw a stunning giant firework bursting under the blue sky.
Beautiful but deadly.
Dense flames rained down, but went out in mid-air, causing no harm to the people below.
In the center of the fireworks, a figure stood in the air like a god.
The nearby residents were shocked, and immediately thought about what kind of disaster would happen if the "little sun" exploded on the ground. They could not help but feel sincere admiration and gratitude for the figure in the sky.
Many people bowed their heads in prayer, and some even knelt down to worship, silently calling him an angel.
Your actions have aroused the gratitude of the residents of Amber City, and the regional reputation has increased by 2!