Global Wasteland: My Evolutionary Path

The Pope mistook Chu Huan for Qi Chuan Lin. Qi Chuan Lin was neither a genetic mutant nor a clergyman, but an ordinary soldier. So when Qi Chuan Lin disguised as Chu Huan came to him, the Pope immediately summoned a bolt of lightning.

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In the opinion of the Pope, using this lightning to deal with Qi Chuanlin is a bit wasteful. If the lightning strikes Qi Chuanlin, Qi Chuanlin will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

All living things are like ants.

It's just that... he has been sitting on the throne for too long, and he has forgotten how cautious he was when he first entered the temple, and he has also forgotten that there are too many stories about carelessness in Jingzhou in this continent.

Chu Huan resisted a lightning strike. Countless electric currents were rushing across his skin. The chip in his brain helped him withstand most of the current. In addition, his body strength increased a lot after the mutation. The Pope's lightning strike did not let him down.

He is injured.

When he came to the Pope, he punched the Pope in the crotch.

The Pope scolded him as a rat. Even if his Taoist skills were powerful, he could not practice to a specific part. A thin layer of sweat broke out from the Pope's forehead. He crossed his legs and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Who the hell are you!" The Pope stared at Chu Huan. He was a top-notch man who had not said similar curse words in nearly twenty years. Chu Huan's third-rate tactics completely angered him.

Chu Huan, who grew up in the red light district, didn't care so much. When facing a powerful opponent, his first thought was how to kill him with one blow or make the opponent incapacitated.

The lesson of Lening's Li Xun being kidnapped was still fresh in his mind. Chu Huan would not give himself a second chance to make a mistake, so when faced with the Pope who was much stronger than himself, he used a dirty move.

The angry Pope just cursed angrily when a black shadow rushed toward him from the left.

Xue Yue held a knife in both hands and swept towards the Pope's waist. Without the golden light to protect him, the Pope's figure flashed again, but just as his figure appeared, Zhuo Feng had already appeared in front of him.

As Zhuo Feng walked, he drew something in the void. He had already calculated the approximate location of the Pope. He pointed his index finger at the Pope and shouted the word "fix"!

The pope's figure swayed, and he seemed to be restrained by something, and he almost fell down.

"Shrine?" At this moment, the Pope completely put away his contempt. He glanced coldly at the people in front of him, and his heart was instantly filled with the desire to kill.

The knife in Xue Yue's hand struck him head-on again, with the momentum of marching forward bravely, cleaving mountains and seas!

The Pope knew that the knife in Xue Yue's hand was strange, so he avoided its edge and retreated again. However, he was restrained by Zhuo Feng's Taoism, and his figure was obviously much slower than before.

Avoiding Xue Yue's knife, the Pope once again looked at the four people in front of him.

Xiaoman betrayed the temple and was killed instead!

Chu Huan acted shamelessly and killed instead!

Zhuo Feng comes from the Divine Palace and is killed instead!

Xue Yue pushed further and killed instead!

The Pope raised his hand and grabbed the void, and a huge bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck everyone.

"I'm coming!" Xue Yue shouted at this time, and the knife in his hand flew out with a whoosh, spinning towards the lightning in the sky.

The lightning struck the blade and miraculously disappeared, but there was nothing strange about the blade. The black blade spun back into Xue Yue's hand again.

"What a knife!" Zhuo Feng couldn't help but shout out.

"The sky and the earth are infinite...the sun and the moon are shining...I summon fire and thunder...slay the evil spirits! Divine revelation!" As the Pope began to recite the incantation, his body rose into the air, three feet high from the ground.

The Pope, who raised his head and spread his hands, seemed to be calling for something.

Chu Huan could feel that something seemed to be constantly flowing and disappearing in the surrounding air.

The next moment, a huge halo appeared between the Pope's hands, lighting up half of the night sky. As it rotated rapidly, energy from heaven and earth continued to flow in. There was a faint flash of electricity in the halo, making it difficult to look directly at it.

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"Thunder!" Zhuo Feng shouted when he saw the continuous thunder in the circle of light. After speaking, he turned to look at Xiaoman: "What should I do?"

Xiaoman replied: "Fight."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaoman rushed towards the Pope. She jumped into the air and instantly transformed into a snow-white white fox. However, this white fox had three tails and was more than ten feet long.

The white fox's sharp front paws pointed at the Pope, and its sharp teeth looked like they could cut gold and cut jade. Seeing Xiaoman's mutation, Zhuo Feng no longer hid it, and took out a piece of yellow paper from somewhere, and raised his hand to bite it.

I cut my right index finger, and while mumbling something, I used my bloody hand to draw something on the yellow paper.

At this time, Chu Huan mutated into a turtle shield, with dragon scales covering his arms. As he waved, Lingxi flew to his right hand. With Lingxi in his hand, Chu Huan attacked the Pope from the side, but Xue Yue did not do so this time.

He stepped forward, holding the knife in both hands, quietly waiting for something.

"Explode!" Following the Pope's command, the sky thunder exploded instantly.

With the Pope as the center, bolts of lightning turned into daggers and spread out!

The electric knives are densely packed, and the currents between them are constantly attracting and transforming. Some merge into one, and some split into two. It is quite spectacular from a distance, but it is extremely dangerous.

Listening to the whooshing sound breaking through the air, Zhuo Feng accelerated his writing speed.

At this time, Xiaoman had just arrived in front of the Pope. He was instantly overturned by the shock wave of the electric knife and fell out. The shadow of the knife was virtual, but the electric current contained in it was real. Dozens of electric currents hit the white fox.

On his body, the white fox fell to the ground and whimpered, seeming to be in extreme pain.

Chu Huan's side was better. He half-crouched and used the turtle shield to block his face. The electric knife fell on the turtle shield, causing Chu Huan's body to feel sore and numb, and he almost fell down on his back.

Xue Yue looked at the electric knife that was coming towards him. He held the knife in his right hand and danced it quickly. The black knife was like an umbrella blocking his face. The electric knife that fell on the black knife seemed like water drops falling into a sponge and disappeared instantly.

without a trace.

At this time, Zhuo Feng's talisman was formed. As his hand shook, the paper talisman instantly turned into a long sword. The sword was at least two meters long and about a foot wide. It went straight towards the Pope with a huge visual impact!

Those electric knives fell on Zhuo Feng's body. Zhuo Feng's body went numb, his throat felt hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. As a non-mutant, his physical strength could not be compared with Xiaoman's.

Xiaoman returned to her human form shortly after landing, but she was seriously injured. The numbness on her body did not disappear, and it was difficult to move for a while. Xue Yue stepped forward and hugged her to Zhuo Feng. The tip of his knife was slightly lowered,

Protecting Zhuo Feng and Xiaoman behind them.

At this time, the long sword turned into a paper talisman came to the Pope. The Pope looked at the long sword with a stunned expression. He felt a familiar aura from the long sword.

He stared at the long sword, which seemed to have encountered resistance. If an ordinary person had this sword, it would have determined life and death, but Zhuo Feng was facing the Pope.

"What a pity." After a moment, the Pope remembered something and sighed softly. With a slight wave of his hand, the sword began to burn and turned into ashes in an instant.

Chu Huan took the opportunity to move forward again.

"Do you still want to make a second sneak attack?" Looking at Chu Huan who came to him, the Pope said to him with some ridicule. As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. Chu Huan felt a strong suction force pulling him aside.

Fall away.

"You are such a bad old man." Chu Huan said. At this moment, he thought of Chan'er, who had often said this sentence for a while.

"You can actually withstand my lightning, but what about this?" The Pope laughed, and with a move towards the void, a ball of hellfire appeared in his hand.

"Come on." As soon as the Pope's words came out of his mouth, Chu Huan felt a push pushing him towards the Pope.

"It's so evil." Chu Huan was shocked and had a more intuitive understanding of the so-called Taoism. He suddenly thought of the legend of a god who moved mountains and reclaimed seas. Now his little body is under the control of the Pope.

, seems to have become his plaything.

Three meters, two meters, one meter...

Chu Huan came to the Pope uncontrollably. The Pope raised his hand and was about to throw the fireball hanging above his palm at Chu Huan. Chu Huan suddenly said: "I also have something in my hand."

"You are not Qi Chuanlin, you are a mutant, who are you?" The Pope seemed to be a little curious about Chu Huan, like a cat chasing a mouse, and he planned to humiliate Chu Huan.

Chu Huan did not answer the Pope's words. He put down the turtle shield that had been blocking his face. At this time, the Pope saw Chu Huan's hand, which had been blocked by the turtle shield.

Chu Huan held two grenades in his hands, and the safety pin had been pulled out. Just when the Pope looked over, Chu Huan threw the grenades, and the grenades exploded instantly!

A bright light flashed from Chu Huan's right hand.

"Madman!" The Pope's body was not strong enough to withstand the grenade. He hurriedly retreated, but it was already too late. He was affected by the explosion of the grenade, and the golden robe on his chest, which was already extremely tough and could be used as an ordinary sword, was instantly shattered.

The bright light from the explosion made it difficult for him to open his eyes. When he stabilized his body, he saw a deep pit where he had been standing.

Chu Huan fell to the ground, with a large amount of blood on his chest, and blood constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth. He looked at the Pope and actually smiled.

The smile on his face made the Pope feel a little scared. In his opinion, Chu Huan wanted to die with him.

What a desperate guy!

The explosion just now caused the fire ball in the Pope's hand to fall to the ground. The Pope grabbed it casually and the fire ball returned to his hand. Looking at Chu Huan who stumbled to stand up, the Pope said impatiently: "Boy, if you

If you have this ability, I will send you on your way."

After saying that, he noticed something was wrong and looked at his right arm.

I don’t know when there was a wound there. The wound was not big, it was just the feeling coming from the wound...

"you……"

The grenade exploded just now, and when the Pope closed his eyes and retreated, the Lingxi in Chu Huan's hand flew out, but the explosion also affected Lingxi. It did not hit the Pope's vital part, but scratched the Pope's arm.

The Pope, who knew the power of telepathy, did not hesitate. He immediately raised his left hand and grabbed his right arm. As he exerted force, the entire right arm was torn off by him!

He didn't realize that some faint golden light had already flowed into his body along his blood.

And those golden lights are nanochips decomposed from the chip in Chu Huan's brain.

The Pope, who had lost one of his right arms, didn't care. He walked towards Chu Huan. This time, no one among the four people present could stop him.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the sky:

"Qiu Fu, long time no see. You are still the same as before, you like to bully the weak, haha."

Upon hearing this, the Pope suddenly stopped and looked in the direction where the sound came from, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

To everyone's surprise, the Pope's expression changed several times as he looked into the darkness of the night. He seemed to know who it was from the voice. He glanced at Chu Huan and others hesitantly. As a gust of wind blew up, the Pope's figure almost appeared.

In one breath, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

this……

Who scared the pope away?

Xiaoman looked at Zhuo Feng, and Zhuo Feng shook his head, saying that he didn't know either and was not from the shrine.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Huan, who happened to look back.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The feeling of escaping death can indeed make people laugh.

After laughing, Zhuo Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and pulled off a human skin mask. The new face was even more handsome, but I'm afraid it was still not his true face. Chu Huan and others didn't care, and looked at each other.

After a few glances, I saw that no one was injured or injured, and I felt a little more relaxed.

"Are you okay?" Chu Huan limped over: "Qiu Fu should be the name of the Pope, but who is here? How do you know the Pope? Why do you want to save him?"

"I only know that the Pope's surname is Qiu. As for his name, I'm afraid even the red-robed priests don't know." Xiaoman was the most seriously injured and her face was a little pale. She grew up in the temple and didn't even know what the Pope's name was, but she could call someone here.

When the Pope's name came up, it seemed like he was an old acquaintance.

"Perhaps he is also from the temple, otherwise he wouldn't know the Pope so well. It's just that it seems that the two of them are sworn enemies, so he chose to leave as soon as the Pope showed up." Zhuo Feng expressed his guess.

"The other party at least saved our lives." Xue Yue said at this time: "Can you still fight? The pursuers should be arriving soon."

"Tch, Xiaoqiao, isn't it? I'm not bragging. Fortunately, the Pope ran away, otherwise my brother and I would have had more powerful methods to use." Zhuo Feng said vehemently, and he didn't know whether he was telling the truth or not.

After saying that, he coughed and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Chu Huan didn't talk nonsense, stepped forward to support him and said:

"Let's get out of here first."

"It's important to stay alive."

After saying that, the two of them helped each other and rushed towards the ancient city of Wangyue, while Xue Yue walked in front carrying the seriously injured Xiaoman.

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Half an hour later.

Where Chu Huan and others were fighting the Pope, mutants led by Jin Zonglie rushed over.

Shi Jingxuan looked around and looked at the pools of blood on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Jin Zonglie looked in the direction where the footsteps disappeared and remained silent.

The other two mutants, one male and one female, are a couple.

The male's surname is Su, Su Baoyu, and the female's name is Xu Yu.

Su Baoyu is good at assassination, while Xu Yu is a master of disguise and good at hiding. Both of them are genetic mutants.

Looking at the severed arm on the ground, Su Baoyu stepped forward, picked it up, smelled it, glanced at the rotten wound on the forearm, then took a bite of the flesh and blood from the shoulder, chewed it and swallowed it.

Xu Yu, who was accustomed to this scene, touched her lower abdomen with her hand. She was already three months pregnant.

Soon, Su Baoyu ate most of the severed arm, and after burping, he left the remaining severed arm on the ground.

"The owner of this arm is about fifty years old. He was injured by a sharp object. It seems that the wound will not heal, so the owner of this broken arm abandoned his arm to escape."

Su Baoyu has been injected with mutated vulture genes since he was a child. In addition, there are also some wolf genes, which makes him extremely fond of carrion. During a mission in the early years, he did not have anything to eat or drink for a week.

He finally assassinated the target. Being hungry and thirsty, he couldn't help but take a bite of the dead target. From then on, he was out of control. Every time he went on a mission, he would kill someone and then take a few bites.

This is no secret, it is said that he can recover his strength faster this way.

"It should be the Pope." Jin Zonglie nodded and said. He glanced at the remaining corner of the golden robe on the ground: "The other party is much more powerful than we imagined."

"There were four of them before, but now there are only three people's footprints. One person was seriously injured. It must be a woman, because her footprints are missing. Someone should be carrying her. The other person's footprints have obviously become heavier.

A lot." Shi Jingxuan expressed his judgment from the messy footprints: "The other two are walking a little strangely. They should be supporting each other, so only one of the four of them is still fighting."

"Can we still have the Marquis?" After listening to Shi Jingxuan's analysis, Xu Yu asked Jin Zonglie.

"It will take too long to wait for them." Jin Zonglie said and looked at the way he came: "We have marked the road along the way. The Marquis will find this place."

"I can catch up with them in an hour at most." Shi Jingxuan said and looked at Jin Zonglie: "Should I catch up first and keep an eye on them?"

"That's fine." Jin Zonglie nodded: "You are fast, you can follow from a distance first, and then take action when we arrive."

"Okay!" After Shi Jingxuan said that, he immediately set off to chase the place where Chu Huan and others left.

"Why do they have to go to the ancient city?" Su Baoyu expressed his doubts at this time, feeling that there might be some mystery in it.

"Maybe the ancient city has what they want." Jin Zonglie said and glanced at Su Baoyu and Xu Yu: "They are seriously injured now and their movements are slow, but they still cannot be underestimated."

"Just watch." Su Baoyu said, licking her lips, as if she was a little hungry again.

"I don't understand something." Jin Zonglie turned around and looked at the battlefield: "It seems that the Pope has always had the upper hand, but why did he suddenly leave?"

Without waiting for Su Baoyu to answer, Jin Zonglie expressed his doubts:

"Who can force the Pope to leave?"

"Could it be that... they still have helpers?"

Hearing Jin Zonglie's words, Su Baoyu didn't take it to heart. He chuckled:

“The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole is behind it, so what’s there to fear?”

Jin Zonglie shook his head slightly, and without saying anything, he quickly took up his steps and chased in the direction where the footsteps disappeared.

Su Baoyu and Xu Yu walked at the end. They were like lovers in love, holding hands, whispering, and admiring the desert scenery. They had no idea that they were heading toward destruction step by step.

——Thank you Aohu for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets~ It’s the end of the year in the blink of an eye... What are your New Year’s wishes? I have some small wishes. I’ll talk about it later, but I wish you peace first——