Inside the Sword Forge City.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

The aftermath of the battle rippled through the entire Sword Forge City, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the entire Sword Forge City was completely reduced to ruins, and countless people were buried in the ruins.

Countless corpses on the streets.

Some people were nailed to the ground with several swords, and the bodies were still intact and could be distinguished.

Some people were smashed and shattered by metal weapons such as meteor hammers and sky-opening axes.

Some people were pierced by metallic particles, and countless holes were opened in their bodies, and they were unrecognizable, and blood and minced flesh were sprinkled all around.

……

Sword Forge City, the Temple of Occupation.

The atmosphere is majestic, and the ancient bluestone palace has not been damaged at all.

An invisible and colorless mysterious force field formed an enchantment with a radius of two thousand meters, bouncing off countless new metal weapons and materials that attacked.

The residents of Sword Casting City, who had no time to evacuate, hid in the barrier for the first time, and thousands of refugees, men, women, and children, were silent, their eyes full of devouring killing intent, staring at the figure in the sky.

Occupation Sanctuary Vestment.

A dark black metal sphere was suspended in the air, a chaotic mysterious force field, a mysterious frequency band, periodically expanding and beating, as if it had life.

The guardian of the temple inheritance, Murong Yuan, sat cross-legged within 3 meters of the Golden Spirit Bead. The forehead was covered with green muscles, and there was murder in his eyes.

"The fox clan should die, and the Gengjin clan will destroy the fox clan."

As the guardian of the temple inheritance, Murong Yuan could not leave the professional temple, but through the perception of the "life magnetic field", he could know that there were hundreds of refugees at every moment, and his life was coming to an end.

Murong Yuan stared at the golden spirit bead suspended in the air. For the first time in my life, I began to regret being the guardian of the professional temple inheritance.

"If I'm not a Guardian, I can slay the fox demon."

"If I weren't a Guardian, I wouldn't have had to watch my fellow citizens fall in pools of blood and walk towards the end of my life."

"If I weren't a Guardian, I wouldn't have to do nothing to watch Sword City be destroyed."

……

There are too many ifs, too many remorse.

However, people can have more children, cities can be rebuilt, and the inheritance of the temple cannot be lost.

The Gengjin family, several eras, tens of thousands of generations of ancestors have spent their time, energy, and life to accumulate a professional inheritance, but it is the foundation of the family.

It's sad that a race without a professional inheritance is desolate.

A race that has no power to pass on knowledge means that it has been enslaved by the alien race for generations, struggling at the bottom of the biological chain for generations, sadly powerless, and weakly served as a meal for the alien race.

The corners of Murong Yuan's mouth couldn't help but flash a trace of blood, which was the internal injury caused by the accumulation of depressive qi in his chest and the chaos of the life magnetic field.

The chaotic life magnetic field disturbed the internal environment of Murong Yuan's body, but Murong Yuan ignored it.

Maybe this little pain will make the gloomy heart a little better.

……

As the battle drew to a close, Jian Wu and Lan Xie were defeated by Huangfu Xuan, suffered heavy losses, and fled.

The surviving guards of Sword Forged City walked with heavy steps and sad expressions as they searched for the survivors through the ruins.

Broken walls, mourning everywhere, rivers of blood, countless mutated parasites, insects hovering on the corpses, drinking the flesh and blood of the dead, wantonly multiplying offspring.

For them, it was a feast of jubilation.

"There's another survivor here, come on." , a white-haired old man, yelled at a group of guards.

Intermittent moans came from the cracks in the ruins.

The Guardian Squad Leader, Ah Dog, was a guard of the Professional Temple, and was patrolling the vicinity of the Professional Temple when the battle took place, and was fortunate enough to hide in the Professional Temple and survive.

"The magnetic field of life is weakening, and there is no hope of survival." Dog shook his head.

"If you don't save him, how do you know that you can't survive, and how can you judge a person's life and death." The white-haired old man yelled.

"Okay, if you don't save it, I fought this old bone, and I have to rescue him."

The white-haired old man, the animal skin clothes on his body were windless and automatic, and a strong magnetic field suddenly appeared, and the metallic material in the ruins seemed to have been baked at high temperatures, changing from a solid form to a liquid form, but there was no trace of temperature.

Liquid metal streams seep through the cracks of the ruins like flowing water.

"Super Magnetism, Metal Smelting".

The extended stream of metal seems to extend the old man's mind infinitely, to the survivors under the ruins.

"Found it." The old man smiled with relief.

"Metal, Super Sensing Microcontrol".

The metal streams under the ruins, as if alive, began to converge step by step around the survivors, supporting a small area of space.

The old man's face was covered with thick beads of sweat, and a flush appeared on his face, and as his ability strengthened step by step, the blood on the old man's face became more and more red, and gradually turned pale.

Ah Dog shook his head and sighed, and the invisible magnetic field instantly exploded, seeping towards the bottom of the ruins.

"Captain, you don't need to waste your physical strength, there are people who need to be rescued."

"Yes, captain, the other party's life magnetic field is weakening, this is completely useless."

"Captain, a victim was found over there, the life magnetic field is slightly weak, there is a possibility of survival, and emergency rescue is needed."

……

"Whoa." It is like a metal lotus blooming in the ruins, protecting the victims under the ruins and rescuing them from the ruins of tens of thousands of catties.

The white-haired old man hurriedly ran over and picked up the victim from the iron lotus, his cloudy tears kept pouring out, "Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" Wake up, my father won't scold you anymore, stop beating you, you can do whatever you want in the future, as long as you're happy. ”

Ah Gou walked over with a concerned face, "Master Zhao, let me come." ”

"Iron Element: Life Magnetic Field Construction."

In the internal environment of the body, the silent magnetic field, through the iron element, pulls blood cells, human blood proteins, platelets, coagulation proteins and other human substances, towards the organ damage site.

The victim's wounds were healing rapidly, and his face was bloodshot.

Master Zhao couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope, staring at Ah Gou's hands, as if these hands were controlling his son's lifeline.

Ah Gou sighed, his face showed a look of unbearability, shook his head, and stopped talking.

"You can, aren't you the guards of Sword City? Aren't you omnipotent? Do we pay our taxes every year so that we can protect us when we need you? ”

Master Zhao roared angrily at Ah Gou.

Ah Gou's face was ashamed, and he didn't know where to stand.

Master Zhao hugged Zhao Yu and cried.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

"Captain, we're going to rescue the others."

"Captain, there's a victim over there."

……

Ah Gou took one last look at Master Zhao, who was crying and crying, and turned around and walked away quickly.

"Damn the fox."

……

Two soldiers in law enforcement uniforms walked in front of Master Zhao.

"The chief refining master of the 'Lao Zhao Weapon Shop', and the major shareholder, the chairman, Zhao Heng."

"Now for the crime of financing the fox clan's spy 'Sword Dance' high-grade weapon 'Yao Sun Bloodthirsty Sword' to collaborate with the enemy, you can remain silent, but what you say will become your evidence in court."

One of the law enforcement soldiers showed an unbearable look: "Old Xie, it's okay." ”

"Lao Zheng, I'm going to read it, it's this old immortal, the divine weapon that has been refined, has harmed our Sword Forging City."

"Usually selling weapons is expensive, and my mind has turned to the eyes of money, the brothers are working hard and fighting on the front line, this time there are even more casualties, how many orphans and widows are born."

"Is he the only one who has a family?"

"Can he rely on the old and sell the old to win the sympathy of others?"

"These tens of thousands of victims have no families."

"If it weren't for looking at him with a handful of old bones, I would have loved to kill him."

……

Lao Zheng said in a low voice: "Lao Xie, whether Master Zhao is guilty or not is not something we can judge, the 'Council of Elders' will give the best verdict." ”

Lao Zheng said coldly towards Master Zhao, "Master Zhao, let's go." ”

Master Zhao stared at his son's face with cold eyes: "Son, it's all your father's fault, I'm sorry for your father, you have a good rest, my father will definitely kill the slut 'Sword Dance', no, I want to kill the entire fox clan, comfort your soul in the sky, you open your eyes wide, and see that your father avenges you." ”

"I want to see the patriarch." Master Zhao suddenly stepped forward, staring at the two law enforcement soldiers with cold eyes.

Lao Xie sneered: "You old thing, did you see the patriarch when you saw him?" ”

Master Zhao looked at Lao Xie coldly, and took out a token from his pocket: "In the name of the Gengjin tribe, the nine-star refining master, I will meet the patriarch Huangfu Xuan. ”

Lao Xie showed a look of surprise, "This is true or false." ”

Lao Zheng took the token and looked at it up and down, "'Lao Zhao's product must be a high-quality product', no wonder 'Lao Zhao's weapon shop' is the first divine soldier workshop in Sword Casting City." ”

"Although your personality is shameful, since you have the professional recognition of the nine-star refining master of our 'Gengjin tribe', I will fulfill the code of the Gengjin clan and inform the patriarch of your request, but I can't guarantee whether you see it or not."

Master Zhao nodded, and did not resist, "Wait a minute." ”

Master Zhao stared at Zhao Yu lying on the ground with sad eyes, "Son, you can rest well." ”

"The iron coffin is converged."

Countless metal substances turned into metal streams to wrap Zhao Yu, and finally turned into a metal coffin.

"Let's go."