blogombal Chapter 78 Heavenly Will Humanization
Chapter 78 Heavenly Will Humanization
No one present spoke.
The nail that sticks out gets hammered down. There are seven people here, not counting the men in black, and three of them plan to double-cross each other after the deed is done.
Why bother exposing your skills and getting into a fight? That's incredibly unwise.
Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei. If the other party gave the order, he wouldn't even flinch if he were to kill everyone present except Lu Mingfei and Su Qian!
But Lu Mingfei said nothing and did nothing.
Chu Zihang couldn't understand why Lu Mingfei was so cautious when facing this man in black, especially since Lu Mingfei had just killed the Dragon King two weeks ago.
What he didn't know was that Lu Mingfei had no choice but to be cautious.
Because Lu Mingfei sensed something strange about the person in front of him.
That is the "divine will" of this world.
Of course, he wasn't as powerful as Cao Cao, who was a representative of divine will during a special period.
The other party just seems to have some kind of connection with the will of Heaven, or may even simply know of the existence of the "will of Heaven".
But this is in line with the way of fate; once its existence is known, one will be entangled with it.
Lu Mingfei frowned deeply. Just looking at the other person made him feel as if a typhoon had swept through his mind.
But why is this happening? How could this be?
He should know about the will of Heaven. It's something he's always known. But how could he know about other wills of Heaven? How could there be a will of Heaven in this world?
Fate... destiny... script... what is a script?
Like a bolt of lightning striking in a storm, Lu Mingfei's mind was instantly calmed by this lightning.
This lightning bolt contained only two words: "script," seemingly the name of destiny in this world.
But this memory is from before he came to the Twisted Three Kingdoms. What's going on?
Lu Mingfei calmed down.
He watched as the man in black gestured to Chu Zihang not to make a move, so Chu Zihang silently stood half a body length behind him.
Susie looked at the big-headed doll with curiosity. She felt that the person looked familiar, but she dared not say for sure.
Although she strongly suspected it was Chu Zihang, she couldn't figure out why Chu Zihang would follow Lu Mingfei around like a servant.
Lu Mingfei looked at the man in black, took a step forward, but he didn't mean to provoke him; he simply spoke.
Who are you?
The man in black turned his hood toward Lu Mingfei, but underneath the hood was only darkness. He spoke slowly.
"A German."
A nonsensical answer.
He looked at Lu Mingfei's hand on the hilt of his sword and said coldly.
"You want to fight? Welcome, I'm curious to see just how strong you are."
But Lu Mingfei simply rubbed the nose of the Zero mask with his thumb and then made a "two" sign at the man in black.
"Want to fight me? You're 20,000 years too early. Lead the way."
The man in black didn't say anything more, turned around and left, his figure disappearing into the passageway in front of him.
Lu Mingfei didn't have Bronze City PTSD, but he didn't know why everyone liked to create mazes.
Yes, this tomb also has a maze, and it's quite exquisite, with stone-paved paths and mottled reliefs on the walls.
The good thing is that there's only one route.
The man in black walked at the front, unhurried and silent, his steps unusually straight, as if he were a machine.
There's just one problem: he was fine when he walked over, but the others were.
Yes, it's the kind of tomb mechanism that fits the stereotype perfectly.
The middle-aged man walked over the stone slab that the man in black had just stepped on, and with a click, a thin iron wire popped out from the crack in the stone.
Everyone reacted quickly and dodged it. Half of the middle-aged man's shoe sole was cut off, so he would probably have to walk about 1.6 to 1.7 meters tall.
The middle-aged man cursed, but the man in black continued walking as if he hadn't heard him.
But then the same thing happened one after another.
Hidden needles, stones, arrows, and even flames nearly tore Lu Mingfei's clothes several times.
He looked at the man in black and frowned.
The route was correct, the order was not messed up, and he was walking at the front, even strictly following the pace of the man in black.
The only difference was that the mechanism seemed to imply that the man in black did not exist.
Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore—it was that middle-aged man.
He pointed at the man in black.
"I quit! I'd never work with someone like you doing tomb raiding!"
The man in black stopped, slowly turned around, looked at the crowd, and spoke in a cold tone.
"Sure, you can do whatever you want. Those who are killed by these traps don't deserve to go on."
He said.
"Go, stay, continue, it's all up to you. Even if you curse me or attack me, I don't care."
Although his words weren't particularly domineering, they were definitely cold.
He paused.
"Of course, I don't recommend it."
But as soon as he said that, the atmosphere became even worse.
"I'll see who's unworthy!"
The enraged middle-aged man took a step forward, and everyone felt the disturbance of the 'spirit'; he had used a spell.
The man gave a low shout, suddenly accelerated, and charged straight at the man in black.
Then it suddenly stopped about five meters in front of the man in black.
He wasn't blocked, but rather seemed to be trapped in something invisible.
His movements visibly slowed down, his speed was being pulled away like quicksand, as if he were moving forward in thick water.
His expression changed rapidly from anger to terror. He opened his mouth to shout, but only managed a gasp.
He began to struggle, like a drowning person thrashing about, but to no avail.
he died.
Before anyone could react, or rather, before they even had a chance to react, he was already dead.
It took only about five seconds, from his charge to his death, only five seconds, blood flowing from all seven orifices, a gruesome death.
The tomb passage was unusually quiet. Lu Mingfei stepped forward to check on his condition.
"He drowned."
Yes, this person was standing in the air, less than three meters away from them, when he drowned.
The man in black didn't even glance at him; he simply turned and continued walking forward.
This time, everyone followed, and no one said a word of nonsense. Even if a trap was triggered, they only blocked it, and no one complained.
As you continue forward, the rhythm of the maze changes.
There are still mechanisms, but the frequency of triggering them is gradually decreasing.
As Lu Mingfei moved forward, he calculated the route, while the reliefs on the wall kept changing.
Moreover, the changes in the reliefs follow a strict order, from human figures to suffering skeletons with elongated bones and outward-turned muscles, and then to obvious inhuman structures.
Each time the shape changes noticeably, the number of mechanisms decreases, as if it is rejecting ordinary humans.
This is a path of selective evolution.
But why this route?
Finally, they arrived at a stone gate, and everyone watched as the stone gate slowly opened.
It was a huge open space.
The ground is a single circular stone disc, hundreds of meters in diameter, with intricate patterns carved all over its surface, converging from the edge to the center.
Like a reversed sun, absorbing all the light.
The dome is extremely high and is inlaid with countless hidden holes, the purpose of which is unknown.
The man in black walked to the center of the disc, just as everyone else had entered.
The stone door closed, and the man in black suddenly blurred for a moment, then disappeared completely as if dissolving.
"BOOM!!!"
At the same time, a huge tremor came from beneath our feet.