SWDnovel Chapter 81 People Who Influence the Future
Chapter 81 People Who Influence the Future
Lu Linglong warned, "Be careful, this is the vengeful curse of an evil god! Chang Yuan, you killed a chosen one of the gods!"
Li Hui was kicked so hard by Lu Linglong that he was completely disoriented, but he was an extremely clever boy. The moment he was kicked, he knew that Commander Lu was trying to save him.
So he rushed back, bowing repeatedly in gratitude, and was then stunned by the title "Chosen One": "Chosen One?"
"Captain, you're amazing!"
Han Ye and Gao Su were also pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but exclaim, "You even managed to take down a God-Chosen One! Captain, you're amazing!"
The evil god's vengeful curse continues, with extreme visual impact and mental oppression attacking in turn.
The high spirits of the Imperial Guards inadvertently gave the curse an opportunity, causing their emotions to fluctuate wildly.
Gao Su held two palm grenades in his hand, and Han Ye assembled his spear. Both of them were anxiously trying to restrain their impulses.
Upon seeing this, Lu Linglong took out a small bell from her waist.
She gently shook the bell, producing a clear and melodious sound that, like a cool, refreshing spring, soothed the hearts of the guards and calmed their restless minds.
Chang Yuan also felt the pressure in his heart suddenly lighten, and the "precise" targeting of the entry became clearer.
Without the slightest hesitation, he turned the gun and fired three shots in quick succession, emptying the magazine.
All three shots hit their targets, successfully killing the three closest cult members.
In just over ten seconds, Chang Yuan used his ability to lock onto targets and his precise marksmanship to kill the cultists who approached him, creating an opening in the enemy's defenses.
If there were a kill leaderboard for the Imperial Guards in this battle, before the various evil gods increased their bets, at least four Imperial Guards had more kills than Chang Yuan, or even significantly more.
After the blood mist spread, the number of kills by the Imperial Guards came to a standstill, while Chang Yuan's kill count maintained a steady upward trend and has now taken the lead.
This also attracted the attention of the evil god.
They were astonished by Chang Yuan's performance and became increasingly greedy for his body and soul.
The evil god's greed naturally influences the cultists, leading them to launch repeated attacks despite the successive breaking of their sinister magic and the frenzied slaughter of their comrades.
The evil god's power within them ignited their fanatical faith and completely clouded their judgment. They frantically unleashed evil magic, charging forward recklessly, their minds consumed by nothing but the desire to tear Chang Yuan to pieces and sacrifice him to their god.
With Lu Linglong's support, Chang Yuan's emotions stabilized, and his revolver became even more ruthless.
Gunfire roared incessantly, and the red and white flowers of death bloomed one after another.
The revolver in Chang Yuan's hand was like a death warrant; every time he pulled the trigger, it meant the death of a cult member.
His killing efficiency was so high that he managed to eliminate all the cultists around the squad, rendering Gao Su's palm-shaped grenades and Han Ye's big guns useless.
The situation on the battlefield began to turn.
The cultists who used to be able to overwhelm the Imperial Guards have seen their numbers rapidly decrease, and their attacks with evil magic have become sporadic, no longer an impenetrable storm.
The Imperial Guards had become accustomed to fighting in the blood mist, and many of them keenly sensed the changing situation. They then launched counterattacks in small teams.
The cultists fell one after another under gunfire and supernatural attacks, and the Imperial Guards advanced again, heading towards the three core altars.
The number of cult members is decreasing, while the number of corpses on the ground is increasing and piling up.
When no one was paying attention, the corpses of the cultists and the sacrificed Imperial Guards were bleeding more than ten times more blood than normal people.
Blood flowed in trickles across the ground, forming an unknown, bloody magic circle.
The blood seeped deeper into the earth, connecting with some unknown entity.
At the same time, the blood evaporated upwards, turning into the most concentrated bloody smell, which amplified the range and intensity of the blood mist.
Chang Yuan, who had not ventured deep into the blood mist, noticed its expansion. Even though he hadn't seen a single corpse losing half its body weight in blood, he realized something was wrong.
Chang Yuan stopped firing and said uncertainly, "I feel something's wrong; the blood mist is expanding!"
"Moreover, those cult members died too easily. I have a feeling that, apart from those three great protectors, the other cult members were deliberately sent to their deaths."
Gao Su was startled: "The captain is right!"
Lu Linglong also realized the problem: "Wait a moment, let me verify it with the treasure."
Chang Yuan: "...Thigh, ptooey, sir, just how many treasures do you have left?"
Lu Linglong glared at him: "I have plenty of treasures!"
"And also, don't call me 'thigh'!"
"yes!"
The new treasure that Lu Linglong took out was not a treasure to dispel illusions, but a mirror to predict one's destiny.
In her hands, the treasure reached its maximum effect, allowing her to see future changes in fortune under different interference conditions.
From accurate fortune results, it is easy to deduce currently hidden intelligence.
Lu Linglong used the condition that Chang Yuan's team would attack the three major cult altars to observe the future fortunes of the three cult protectors.
Having expended tremendous effort, she saw 12 different future destinies, and then looked at Chang Yuan in surprise.
Lu Linglong's eyes widened, filled with incomprehensible confusion: "What exactly are you hiding?"
Chang Yuan, confused, asked, "Huh?"
Lu Linglong shook her head and said, "Forget it, now is not the time to pursue this matter. The future fortune I see is directly related to our choices."
"If we don't charge in, the luck of those three old geezers will only increase, and one of them will experience a surge in fortune."
"If we rush up and beat them, the luck of those three old men will be greatly diminished, and whoever we attack together will have their luck plummet to rock bottom."
"It's the kind of death that's not far off."
Li Hui was overjoyed: "So we're this good! What are we waiting for? Charge!"
Gao Su glared at him: "Can you see what's inside the blood mist?"
Li Hui was stunned: "I can't."
Gao Su said, "If we can't even see them, we'll be caught off guard once we rush in. How can we fight then?"
He then asked, "Han Ye, what about you?"
Han Ye shook his head and said, "No."
All eyes were on Chang Yuan, who nodded frankly and said, "I can't see the road, but I can pinpoint the enemy's location."
Lu Linglong said, "So you really are the one who can influence the future!"
Chang Yuan: "..."
Lu Linglong said, "It's enough to pinpoint the enemy's location. Chang Yuan, you lead the way. We'll rush through the Blood Mist and take down those three old bastards!"
Chang Yuan pulled back his impulsive leg: "Don't rush, let's agree on who we're going to fight first. We can't fight all three of them at once, can we?"
Without a second thought, Lu Linglong said, "Then let's go after the Left Protector of the Sun Moon Holy Sect. He's the most likely to get killed!"
Chang Yuan no longer hesitated and said loudly, "Okay!"
"I'll go first!"
"Gao Su, you follow behind me, Lu Baihu third, Li Hui fourth."
"Han Ye, you cover our retreat!"
"Set off!"
Chang Yuan waved his hand and charged into the blood mist first.