I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

The strange bird full of cracks suddenly jumped out of the clouds and directly pressed it on the f22 fighter, causing it to sink down, and the fuselage violently shook.

"Eject! Eject quickly!"

Companions shouted anxiously over the radio.

The pilot looked at the dark shadow covering the cockpit and kept pressing the ejection button in his hand, but the plane did not respond, which made his face almost desperate.

"Can't bounce! Repeat, can't bounce..."

The sturdy arm slid across and smashed the canopy directly, tearing the pilot in two, blood spurting, and spraying the remaining canopy into a shocking red, the pilot's voice stopped abruptly.

The six arms of the strange bird fluttered, and large pieces flew like a toy. The first half of the fighter was torn apart in a few seconds.

"boom!"

The circling wingman saw that the attacked fighter jet burst into flames, and countless charred wreckage floated recklessly in the sky at a height of 1,000 meters above the ground.

However, in the next second, he only caught a glimpse of a dark shadow out of the corner of his eye, and immediately, the fighter plane he was driving suddenly shook violently, and the powerful centrifugal force acted on him, and the entire field of vision was spinning.

He hurriedly pulled the joystick, but there was no improvement.

"The plane is out of control! The plane is out of control!"

The black-gray fighter plane whose right wing was broken off slanted and fell in mid-air. Soon, the cockpit cover was thrown away, and the pilot ejected in an emergency.

However, a rotten strange bird passed by in an instant, grabbed it into the palm, and with a few arms pulled it turned it into stump fragments, and then threw it down at will and let it scatter.

Bruce was riding a flying dragon, and he was just circling and turning, and his eyes were splitting when he saw fireworks explode.

ground.

A few Indians still wearing feathered costumes jumped to a high place, set up the advanced video equipment they were carrying, connected the telephoto equipment, and opened the sky above the distant convoy.

"Quickly turn it on! As long as you shoot a useful video of more than five minutes, the old 20 board will give us 1 million yuan! The longer you shoot, the clearer it will be, and the reward will be doubled!"

"Fuck! Stop rushing, I'm doing it!"

The device turned on and a clear picture appeared on the screen.

Soon, the flames exploded above the dark clouds, reflecting the indistinct outlines.

Several Indians were staring at the screen, and their gasps became short and short, both longing for a lot of rice and shocked by what they were watching.

The flash of fire just now was like the first domino that was pushed to the ground, and then, one after another, the flashes exploded continuously behind the dark clouds.

The whole scene looked like an old-fashioned projector, it only took a few seconds to hit a fleeting frame on the cloud curtain, and those monsters always showed different postures, making people mess with them. Its exact appearance is unclear.

After a while, a corpse smashed through the dark clouds and spun down.

"Zoom in and get a good picture of this guy."

Immediately someone hurriedly shouted.

Those who understand the equipment quickly start to adjust the magnification and focal length, and the screen is slightly shaken, and the picture is enlarged on the screen.

The fall of the rotten monster bird was clearly seen in the eyes of several Indians, and many flaming fragments, like shooting stars falling vertically, followed the body of the monster bird.

If you ignore the dangers involved, it's like something out of a superhero movie.

After Jerome Monroe led the guests into the safe house, he took refuge in a self-contained, self-contained house.

At this moment, through the real-time image transmission, looking at the pictures taken by his subordinates, his eyelids are gradually raised, the elbows of both hands are supported on the table, and the palms are clasped together to support his chin.

"The fighter plane was destroyed without resistance... The power of the inner world..."

In the slightly dim room, the screen cast a changing light on his face, reflecting his shock.

on the wilderness.

Lucas looked at the fallen corpses and wreckage, and said solemnly: "Four fighters, they only attacked once when they entered the field, and then they were destroyed one after another within ten seconds."

"boom!"

Corpses and debris smashed to the ground, the ground trembled slightly, and many smoke and dust rose in the distance.

"Gah..."

An unpleasant hissing sound came, and the dark clouds above his head fluttered.

The members of the combat team were immediately vigilant, raising their guns, waiting for a moment, a giant monster seven or eight meters long, with scars from missiles on its body, piercing through the dark clouds like sharp arrows, and heading towards the ground convoy, to be precise, It was Professor Lucas.

The captain's pupils shrank: "Fire with all your strength!"

"Bang bang bang..."

"Tattoo..."

The rifle and machine guns fired together, and the dense bullet chain shrouded the monster bird, but the latter did not dodge, and many bullets bounced off the strong meat directly.

Level 2 super monsters are already immune to these small caliber bullets.

The strange bird opened its huge beak, and the tragic green smoke shot out like an arrow.

Perhaps it was the role of the bloodline inheritance. At the critical moment, Lucas was extraordinarily clear-headed. The memory of using the power of the idol, like some deep-rooted instinct, drove him to raise the jade scepter.

A shimmer emerges.

A light shield with a feathered snake pattern appeared out of thin air.

The miserable green smoke came into contact with the light shield, and it was like water into hot oil, and there was a "crackling" sound.

When the strange bird was about to hit the light shield, it fluttered its wings, pulled itself up to the limit, adjusted its posture, and hit the light shield with its six legs.

"boom!"

As if a bomb exploded, cracks appeared in the light shield, and the powerful air wave spread.

Such a terrifying power broke out at close range, and many combat personnel who were ordinary people were directly thrown away, some fell on the hood of the car, and some were smashed into the gravel pile.

Professor Lucas opened his mouth slightly, watching this scene, a needle-like tingling suddenly appeared in his mind, and ancient pictures flashed in his consciousness:

The scepter pointed to the sky, the sky turned into a sea of ​​fire, and countless charred monsters fell like rain...

Pointing to the earth, the earth raised a giant hand, and many powerful monsters were torn into pieces...

When the first spell was launched to fight the monster, some kind of will that has been passed down for thousands of years, suddenly a heavy heartbeat was heard, and the sleeping giant beast opened its eyes.

The blood in his whole body seemed to be on fire, rushing straight to his brain, so that his arms were shaking.

Vast, powerful, contemptuous...

Who is that?

Lucas seemed to hear the echo in his soul, it was like the roar of a dragon, and in his unique vision, the spirit of the Feathered Serpent God, which had been integrated into nature due to the activation of the idol, appeared again in an illusory state and circled. surround him.

But when he looked around, he saw fighters struggling to get up, unable to wailing, or lying on the ground without a sound.

Lucas squeezed his hands a little bit, and the muscles on his cheeks protruded from clenching his teeth.

"Gah..."

The rotten bird repeated its old trick and swooped down from the heights again.

It's near, it's near!

Lucas' black robe was almost swayed by the strong wind brought by the monster bird. He raised his head a little bit and looked into the eyes of the diving monster bird.

The latter's eyes suddenly widened——

"Bah..."

A green brilliance suddenly rose into the sky.

The dark cloud was pierced, and with it as the center, it slowly spread to the vicinity, revealing a standard circular gap. It can be seen that several crescent crescent blades chased a strange bird and flew over the sky, and then the two-footed flying dragon flew away with people.

The strange bird in the middle of the emerald brilliance seemed to be stared at by a certain force, no matter how frightened it was, it was completely useless.

Under the scouring of the boiling spiritual power, it is like a pile of sand castles, which quickly collapses and disintegrates.

The combat team members who gradually climbed up all stared blankly at Lucas, who held the jade scepter high and released the sky-high brilliance with their faces illuminated by the emerald light.

Above the dark clouds, Bruce, who was fighting on his flying dragon companion, also glanced down in surprise.

"The strength of this spiritual power has reached the mid-level 2! And there is a signal of this person in the spiritual power network within the Holy Shield, but the color is much lighter than the green that identifies the team members."

"He should be the descendant of the high priest recorded in the organization's information, barely half a member of the Holy Shield. There are still the last three left, and the two of us should be able to handle it properly."

But when this picture came to Jerome, he stood up with a kind of frenzy in his eyes.

"It's the priest who presides over the sacrifice this time! It's the person in the U.S. who is in charge of communicating with the Feathered Serpent!"

"Is this the power bestowed by the gods?" Jerome stared at the screen, the black-robed figure that released the green brilliance, with a little coveting and greed: "It's simply fascinating."

on the wilderness.

After nearly ten seconds of scouring, the rotting strange bird completely turned into fly ash, and the emerald brilliance also converged toward the center, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared completely.

The earth under the dark clouds returned to gloom again.

Lucas's swaying clothes finally calmed down.

The captain with a broken forehead and blood running down the right side of his face looked at him and seemed to want to speak, but his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

To be honest, although everyone knows that Lucas is unusual, most of the time, the latter behaves like ordinary people, and occasionally it is slightly different.

But at this moment, the captain really saw a bit of the style of the high priest of the ancient Indian civilization of Magnesia from Lucas.

"You wait here."

Lucas looked at the captain and said dumbly.

After he finished speaking, the ground cracked inch by inch, and he shot out like a cannonball, breaking the milky white sound barrier in an instant, submerging into the dark clouds, making everyone on the ground invisible.

For the next few minutes, the explosions and loud noises in the sky continued. Occasionally, through the gradually fading dark clouds, I could see their fleeting figures, and occasionally the rotting monsters were smashed by the broken bodies. on the ground, causing vibrations.

Finally, when the third corpse landed, the continuous movement disappeared completely.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky have almost dissipated.

Lucas in a black robe, and a figure riding a giant beast, are gradually descending in height as the battle ends.

"Huh...huh..."

A strong flapping sound came.

As the silhouette became clearer, the fighters in the ninth district who were alive on the ground also opened their eyes a little bit.

Because even if they occasionally caught a glimpse of it before, it was blurred because of its too fast movement, but now, they can clearly see that the giant beast has a trunk like a scaly lizard, bat-like wings on its back, only two legs on its abdomen, a forked tail, and a tail end. There are scorpion-like spines.

"Flying dragon!"

Someone could not help but growl.

The image of this creature originally existed in Western legends, and it has been carried forward through various Western fantasy games and movies, and it is also well-known.

The two-legged flying dragon landed next to the convoy, less than two or three meters away from the nearest person.

Bruce looked at Lucas: "Congratulations, contemporary high priest, it seems that you have recovered your glorious heritage."

And Lucas covered his chest with his right hand: "Sacred Shield Warrior, thank you for your help."

Sensing the scrutiny of the many realizations, the Wyvern couldn't help turning his head to look, and two bundles of sparkling smoke belched out of his nostrils.

At such a close distance, including the bipedal flying dragon with a tail that is nearly ten meters long, the body is even more majestic, and a group of combat members, being scrutinized by this legendary creature, smelled the faint smell of sulfur in the air, almost Can't even breathe.

Bruce looked at the convoy coming from the city and turned to Lucas: "High priest, it's a pleasure to fight with you, but I should go too."

After he finished speaking, he patted the flying dragon partner, who directly fluttered his wings and flew him into the sky, and was invisible in the air when everyone looked up.

Bruce is very clear about the iron law of the organization, and no one can privately contact the countries without the permission of the Office of Affairs or the president.

He was able to say a few words with Lucas, or through the "inertia" that he had just fought side by side, and the identity of the half members of the Holy Shield after he truly awakened as a high priest.

For the rest, obviously not.

"squeak……"

The car stopped, Edgar got out of the car, looked at Bruce who had disappeared, although his face was expressionless, but his heart was inevitably disappointed.

But that's clearly not the focus at the moment.

He looked at Lucas: "Professor, how do you feel?"

The latter retracted his gaze, looked at his hand and scepter, and then met Edgar's gaze, and said very seriously: "When I can use the power of the idol, I will become more aware of how much the Holy Shield really is. powerful."

…….