Chapter 1421: Chapter 1419 Safe Place
No reminder from Captain Marlon was needed.
Han Dong was well aware that the current battle situation was the planned [turning point], and he needed to inform his biological mother to bring the London game into its final stage.
This was also the best plan that could be devised since London was relocated to a distant plane.
“Good!”
Under the posture of the Black Pharaoh, Han Dong already felt something was wrong with his body.
His body was like a sculpture on the verge of shattering… If he exerted too much force or sustained a heavy blow from the external world, his body would disintegrate into tiny fragments.
As Han Dong was considering how to leave this area.
A wave of Celestial Sound directly reached Han Dong’s brain, coming from a Mythical Celestial Body.
“I have conveyed the situation here to our mother… It seems there’s a problem with your body, hurry and find a quiet area to rest.”
“Thank you.”
Now that the news of the Beheading King entering the city had been conveyed, the only thing left for Han Dong to do was ‘escape’.
“Captain Marlon, please take care of things here…”
“Leave it to me.”
Han Dong was just about to escape using the Space Secret Art.
Whirr!
Several terrifying cutting edges directly shattered the nearby space.
“Don’t think about leaving.”
The voice of the Beheading King, sharp as a knife’s edge, resonated in Han Dong’s mind, and even with Marlon standing in front, she was absolutely unwilling to let Han Dong go… Moreover, there was a significant problem.
Currently at the entrance to Han Dong’s estate (The Beheading King was not aware that beyond the fence lay Han Dong’s estate)
If Han Dong attempted to flee back to his estate to recuperate, the Beheading King, in her fury, would inevitably shred the entire estate to pieces.
Where to escape to? That was a problem… After all, once Han Dong deactivated his Borrowing God state, he would fall into an absolute weakness, requiring an area unaffected by war for peaceful convalescence.
Snap!
Suddenly, Marlon grabbed Han Dong’s shoulder.
“Stabilize your center of gravity, it’s best to apply a protective measure that wraps around the body… I’ll give you a lift.”
“Huh?”
Before Han Dong could react, Marlon had already seized him and leapt high.
The muscles expanding between his arms stretched the Vitality Armor to its limit, and Han Dong, with his shoulder grabbed, could intimately feel an indescribable strength continuously being transmitted.
He immediately coated his body with a layer of Black Sand and added an inner layer of relatively soft Scarab Beetles.
At this moment, Marlon also locked his gaze onto an absolutely safe area.
Throw!
At the moment of release, three layers of visible waves spread through the air, even distorting the space, and shot straight towards a certain area.
The Beheading King naturally would not let Han Dong leave so easily.
The ‘Heart-eye’ actually kept up with the projectile’s speed, making a sword-drawing execution move.
The Beheading King was confident in her long-range interception to execute the target.
“Die!”
Draw sword!
A slash filled with Artistic Conception, following the Beheading King’s sword draw, pursued Han Dong… The angle was also extremely tricky, deliberately avoiding Marlon who had just completed the throw in the air.
However, Marlon didn’t panic at all, seemingly having anticipated this.
Marlon’s body fell rapidly from the sky, and the soles of his feet emblazoned with Hell’s script stomped fiercely on the ground.
Boom!
A Gate of Hell, nearly a hundred meters tall, rose from the ground, its thickness also reaching double digits.
When the slash hit the surface of the Gate of Hell, it sparked a massive amount of molten lava.
Barely managing to cut through the gate with one slash, the cutting edge then dissipated.
Tsk!
The Beheading King formed an unhappy mouth shape through the slits in his bandages.
The thrown Han Dong, having reached his destination, has vanished without a trace… And because the Gate of Hell blocked the view, the Beheading King couldn’t determine his exact landing spot.
“Once I execute you, I’ll kill that kid next!”
…
Boom!
A black sand sphere fell at the speed of sound onto the Church of Reckoning in the Eastern City District.
The site, already laid to ruin by the attacks of the mother machinery, was smashed open by the colossal force to reveal a secret passage leading deeper underground.
The black sandy layer was shattered completely, with about 80% of the Scarab Beetles used as ‘flesh cushions’ bursting to death.
Han Dong still suffered significant impact, unable to maintain the posture of the Black Pharaoh any longer.
The Pharaoh attire, made of hardened Tentacles, was disintegrating and falling apart.
“Borrowing God Unlocked”
In that instant, Han Dong sensed the presence of Death!
A pain beyond his expectation spread throughout his entire body,
as though each inch of his veins were thoroughly crushed,
and each millimeter of his bones was ground to dust… The level of agony was unprecedented, first experienced during the experimental Borrowing God in the Black Tower.
He couldn’t even let out a scream of pain.
Crack, crack, crack!
One after another, fragments of teeth slid out of his mouth, the intense pain causing Han Dong to shatter all his teeth.
This was the price for drawing an A+ grade Incarnation, a pain even more dreadful than Death itself… Without proper treatment, one may even die or be left with irreparable sequelae.
Even Han Dong’s resilient consciousness was on the verge of collapse.
Cracks spread across his consciousness like mirrors; if this continued, things would turn dire.
“Nicholas, hold on…”
At the critical moment.
A soft and somewhat Holy voice came from the outside world, penetrating into Han Dong’s brain… which surprisingly eased the burden on his mind a bit.
Immediately after.
A layer of warm substance clung to Han Dong’s body, gradually mitigating the pain and initiating a ‘reverse-healing’ process on his Body.
Earlier on, Captain Marlon noticed something off about Han Dong’s state.
Advancing from Opening the gate to Myth, the cost involved was no ordinary matter… As such, he deliberately cast Han Dong towards the safest area in London City, capable of providing treatment.
The Holy Order of Knights’ Purification Sanctuary, beneath which lay a closed space known as ‘Forbidden Doctrines’.
It was here that Captain Olivia resided.
Wondrous and bizarre Holy Light substances covered his body, weaving through every inch of flesh and blood, allowing Han Dong, as a ‘human’, to slowly stabilize.
When the pain had completely dispersed, an overwhelming sense of exhaustion surged toward his brain… and at such a time, falling asleep naturally was the best response.
But Han Dong had one more thing to do.
Struggling to stay conscious, he opened his eyes – blood vessels burst – and looked at Captain Olivia who was holding him in her arms like a nurturing mother.
“Nicholas, what are you doing? Rest now… If you keep pushing yourself like this, not even my Forbidden Technique will be able to sustain you.”
With the last shred of his strength, Han Dong desperately squeezed out a sentence from his throat:
“I… have a specialty remote control inside my body… if their main city attempts to bombard London, press the button on the remote immediately.
You must… you must wait until their main city launches the attack before pressing the button!”
After uttering these words, Han Dong immediately fell into a coma.
Once Han Dong’s body had stabilized completely, Olivia began to remove his clothes and searched over his frail body reverently.
Carefully, she made an incision in his side.
“What’s this?”
The remote controller with Hyperion Corporation’s logo was successfully extracted by Olivia.