The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Lu Yan finally realized that the God of Death had more than one plan.

Even if it ruins the God of Death's plan.

As long as you are not dead, the God of Death will repeatedly design crises in the order of death.

In the first round, a total of four people, including Lu Yan, survived.

At the end of this second round, Lu Yan was the only one left.

Outside the ruins of the restaurant, Lu Yan stood at the door, giving off a feeling that no strangers should approach him.

very good.

Come on, he still wants to see if this god of death is capable of killing him.

Lu Yan felt the blood boiling and became a little excited.

You must know that as a person who has lived from the period of eating hair and drinking blood to the present, he is not as harmless as he appears on the surface.

Killing the enemy and drinking the blood of the enemy were proof of bravery in that era.

After long years, thousands of years of boredom, and countless sleeps.

His calm heart finally became a little more rippled.

He clenched his fists, lowered his head and murmured.

"Come on, kill me if you can, and I will thank you."

…

Lu Yan jumped down from a tall building.

Immediately afterwards, a missile that was automatically launched due to a program error accurately landed on the building.

boom!

The air wave caused by the missile explosion made it difficult for Lu Yan to maintain his balance.

He tried his best to adjust his posture in the air.

Snapped!

Lu Yan stepped on the ground and cracked it.

His lower body also turned into a puddle of meat under the reaction force.

Even though his tolerance for pain is extraordinary.

It was inevitable that a layer of fine beads of sweat would appear on his forehead due to the severe pain.

Lu Yan panted heavily and waited quietly for his injuries to recover.

There were crowds of people scurrying around like headless flies everywhere, and there were endless screams.

"Hehe, hehe, it's the sixty-ninth time."

Lu Yan was still in the mood to laugh.

It is already the seventh day since he came to this world.

Counting from the time in the restaurant, he had been targeted by death sixty-nine times. Later, there would be a death attack in less than half an hour.

Maybe it's stubbornness, maybe it's dissatisfaction.

In so many times, Lu Yan managed to hold on and not die once.

Yes, in his opinion, the game must be fair, and he did not give up resistance and wait for resurrection.

He has been struggling crazily under the design of death.

The angry God of Death caused more and more noise, and Lu Yan's injuries became more and more serious.

Falling from a tall building like this, half of his body is gone. No matter how serious the injury is, it will trigger his resurrection passive.

Seeing that he was almost recovered, Lu Yan stood up again.

His challenge to the God of Death is not over yet.

…

Pentagon.

Department of National Security Investigations.

"Your Excellency the President has asked me twice what happened in New York, what do you want me to say.

Earthquakes, explosions, out-of-control missiles, will the next nuclear bomb go out of control and level New York to the ground? Only then will you tell me and find the reason?

Whether it's a terrorist attack or a supernatural incident, please solve it for me! I don't want to hear about new casualties? Can you understand!"

A man in military uniform with white hair was venting his anger in the conference room.

A group of people below lowered their heads and listened silently.

A man in a black suit suddenly said: "Your Majesty General, please allow me to show you the latest news I have received."

Dozens of photos were displayed on the projection screen, and Lu Yan was in every photo.

"After verification and surveillance, we found that this Asian man was present at almost every accident scene.

Although his identity information can be found in the database, I entrusted the Florida State Personnel to inquire and learned that the neighbors of that house had never seen this person at all.

We have reason to suspect that this man is related to this series of cases."

"I don't care if it matters or not, arrest the person immediately." The white-haired general set the tone.

…

Little did he know that Lu Yan, who had been targeted by state agencies, was walking to a sparsely populated area.

Two hours have passed since the missile attack, and the God of Death has not taken action during this period.

Lu Yan's beast-like intuition developed during the wilderness period had fully recovered, and he vaguely felt as if the God of Death was holding back a big move.

He came into this world at nine o'clock in the evening, and it is already six o'clock in the evening.

He had never experienced such an exciting experience in his long life. There were still three hours left before the end, but he felt strangely reluctant to leave this world.

Woo La Woo La~

As soon as Lu Yan came to an intersection, police sirens rang out from behind and to his left and right.

Dozens of police cars surrounded him.

A man in a black suit gets out of a police car.

"Mr. Lu Yan, we have no ill intentions towards you. We just have some questions that need your answers. Please come with us."

Lu Yan turned his attention to the man in the suit and looked at the man in the suit critically.

Not knowing what plans the God of Death was still preparing, Lu Yan didn't want to be trapped: "I refuse."

A chill ran down the man's back in the suit. Lu Yan's gaze reminded him of the lion he saw on the African savannah.

After calming down, he said: "Mr. Lu Yan, if you refuse to cooperate, we will use force against you."

"Use of force?"

After hearing this, Lu Yan tilted his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a devilish smile.

The situation where he could only be targeted by the God of Death and unable to cause any harm caused Lu Yan to accumulate a lot of violent emotions in his heart.

"Then just try it."

The words just fell.

Before the man in the suit could react, he saw Lu Yan rushing towards the nearest police car at a speed far exceeding that of a 100-meter athlete.

Extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, giving people a sense of fragmentation.

"Fire!" The man in the suit shouted in a hoarse voice, somewhat panicked.

Lu Yan had already arrived in front of the police car and kicked one of the police officers away. He locked another police officer's throat with one hand and gently pressed his Adam's apple into his throat. The police officer died on the spot.

On the Internet in the 21st century, it is common to see martial arts fans discussing whether martial arts masters can dodge bullets.

If Lu Yan sees it, he will tell them.

Can.

Da da da da!

Bullets poured out.

Lu Yan's body was flexible and he was always able to avoid bullets that would affect his movements with great skill.

After being approached by him, the strong police officer was easily killed by him like a child.

Lu Yan easily broke out of the encirclement and fled toward the slums.

The man in a suit punched the front hood of the car. Without hesitation, he turned around and ordered: "Get me through the military. This is not a guy that the police can deal with."

…

A police patrol car patrolled the street idlely. The two police officers in the car were bored and sleepy.

The intercom in the car suddenly rang.

"Please ask nearby patrol officers to go to Fifth Avenue immediately and intercept an Asian man about 1.8 meters tall and wearing a black shirt.

This target is extremely dangerous. Interceptors please pay attention to safety and kill it directly if necessary."