Chapter 432
“It was truly intoxicating …” The brown-haired man grinned, revealing a set of jagged, tyrannosaurus-like teeth. “By the way, I am the Ninth Rank Demon (Ninth Pillar) of the Black Devil Society, Bael …”
At this moment, the handsome young man standing across from him, who had been silently watching, spoke, “Finished talking?”
The brown-haired man was taken aback.
Then he saw the other party glance at his watch and shake his head, “One minute and twenty seconds … your last words are really long.”
“Uh?!” The brown-haired man’s eyebrows shot up, his face instantly contorted with rage.
“Kid, I won’t give you the time to utter your last wor—” Before the brown-haired man could finish his sentence, his heart suddenly felt as if it was gripped by an invisible hand.
An unprecedented, terrifying sense of crisis pierced his brain like an arrow, making his brow throb wildly. His pupils contracted, leaving him no time to react. Almost instinctively, his muscles rippled like waves, layer upon layer.
Black scales, like those of a snake, began to spread over his skin from beneath. It seemed something was about to break free from within him.
Then …
Shush—
A faint sound of wind. The rippling muscles stopped, and the brown-haired man’s figure froze.
For one or two seconds, he remained motionless. Then his entire body split in half with a “whoosh,” dark, foul-smelling blood spilling out along with his organs.
He collapsed with a thud.
The thing inside his body that had not yet broken free. Had only just started to push up from the box, when it was cut to pieces along with the outer box.
Lu Sheng’s figure dissipated like a bubble in the sunlight.
Another Lu Sheng appeared silently several meters behind the brown-haired man. Lu Sheng looked down at the blade wheel in his hand, his entire body enveloped in a faint, holy golden light.
He casually shook off the few drops of blood on the blade, a satisfied look on his face.
In his mind, seven immortal cells were radiating a sacred light. Generating a torrent of vital energy as vast as that of Wang Yang.
The conductor beside him also echoed, comforting her, “Yeah, girl, maybe you saw it wrong …” The pretty attendant opened her mouth, not knowing how to argue, and her eyes reddened instantly.
At this moment, the train door next to them suddenly opened. A tall figure leisurely walked in. He entered so naturally.
He opened the door, walked in, and then closed the door … If it weren’t for the slight shake of the ground and the wind due to the train’s high speed, everyone in the compartment would have thought they were in a stationary office rather than on a moving high-speed train.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Then, several soldiers and officers reacted, saluting Lu Sheng.
“Greetings, Commander!”
Lu Sheng nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the pretty attendant, whose eyes were red and full of grievance. He smiled and said, “Why give the girl a hard time? It was my fault for not informing you all in advance.”
“Commander …”
The officer who had just reprimanded the attendant blushed immediately and quickly apologized to her.
After giving a few simple instructions, Lu Sheng returned to the compartment.
After he left, the expressions on the attendants’ and officers’ faces finally revealed their profound shock.
Watching his retreating figure … It was as if they were looking at a living god!
Guo Aiying sat upright at the computer desk, returning to her original state. Since Lu Sheng left, her mind kept replaying the scene of the missile strike, where she had been face-to-face with danger.
Only now did she realize how dangerous this mission really was … She could even describe it as … surreal!
Guo Aiying couldn’t articulate her feelings; her mind was a jumble of thoughts and emotions.
Click-clack—
The crisp sound of footsteps came from the end of the carriage.
Guo Aiying came back to her senses and saw Lu Sheng walking slowly toward her.
She hurriedly stood up and saluted.
“Commander!”
“Hmm.”
Lu Sheng nodded faintly, walking up to her and casually placing the blade wheel on the table.
Guo Aiying’s eyelids twitched as she saw the long blade, its entire body a pale gold, with traces of blood still on its edge.
She recalled what Lu Sheng had said to her before leaving.
“Wait here for a bit; I need to take care of something. I’ll be back soon.”
His tone was casual, as if her father had been dropping her off at the station back when she was in school, saying, “Wait here; I’ll go buy some oranges and be back soon.”
The difference was that her father had gone to buy her oranges, while Lu Sheng had gone to …
Guo Aiying didn’t dare to think any further.
“Help me send a coordinate to the local military department and have them send someone over.”
Lu Sheng reported a coordinate and gave Guo Aiying an order.
“Yes!”
Guo Aiying’s spirits lifted, and she quickly executed the first order she had received after Lu Sheng entered the carriage.
“All done, Commander. What’s the next step?”
Guo Aiying looked at Lu Sheng with bright eyes, ready and waiting for further instructions.
“The next step? There is no next step.”
Lu Sheng shook his head and patted Guo Aiying on the shoulder.
“Just rest well; I’ll let you know if I need anything later.”
“Alright …” Guo Aiying felt like she had geared up for something big but ended up punching the air.
Lu Sheng didn’t pay her any more attention; he simply returned to his old seat and called for the attendant to pour him a cup of tea.
The attendant who poured the tea was the same pretty one who had nearly been scolded to tears earlier. This young woman in her early twenties kept stealing glances at Lu Sheng as she poured the tea, her eyes sparkling.
Lu Sheng gave her a warm smile as she blushed and quickly walked away, clutching the tray.