Chapter 290 Mr. Umbrella's Visit

A few minutes before Clark took action.

[Fountain of Life] Bell Tower, when the drizzle blew towards the open-air platform of the bell tower, the raindrops that should have fallen in accordance with the traction of the fluid seemed to encounter an invisible slippery barrier, and naturally slid away to both sides, and no raindrops fell on this platform.

Even the strong wind, when passing through the dense forest barrier, turned into a gentle breeze, like a gentle breeze blowing from the depths of the forest.

Ulrus and Mary used their own methods.

Observing the movements in the lower city.

Mary is a remote projection observation similar to a small map. It happened that the rain caused some interference to her extraordinary ability. The spirit light curtain projected in front of her was a bit flickering as if the signal was not good. The delayed refractive projection reception formed by the 1,600 spirit wedges she arranged in the lower city was still difficult to resist the power of nature.

The [decay] phase in the air symbolizes the authority of the stern goddess of death.

Even though He had not given an oracle for a long time, the corner of this majestic power operating automatically was still shocking.

In contrast, the Saint, who was already specialized in investigation and exploration and saw through the illusion, was much more detailed about the various changes taking place in the Lower City. Ulrus was not only watching Lin En and the others, but also paying attention to what was happening in several other directions.

For example, the [Destiny Weaving Bureau] seemed to have gone too far.

The people who had sneaked into the Lower City in advance died silently. Someone had known the arrangement in advance and carried out precise targeted attacks. Ulrus knew that this was the work of [Purple Water Jade]. This gem had already started quietly, and only he could do it without leaving any traces.

The second was the little bastards of [MI6]. They did not enter the Lower City, but they obviously noticed the movement and were ready to respond.

The [Suppression Bureau] acted quickly. Relying on its strong control over the gangs and the street committees, it had already arranged its forces properly and could complete the suppression at any time.

In addition, those probing and wandering eyes did not escape the eyes of His Excellency the Saint. Under these ruthless golden vertical pupils, Urlus was like a proud eagle, flying in the sky and overlooking the earth. Almost nothing could escape these eyes that never extinguished.

Even an ordinary passerby holding an umbrella on the road was like this.

"Your Excellency the Saint, it seems that the situation has been controlled." The princess, who did not know the other situation, showed a satisfied look on her face after she noticed that Lin En escorted Ziegler out.

If Lin En came out alone, she would have a headache about how to deal with this little guy.

Do things in a high-profile manner and be low-key in life.

Lin En performed well in both work and life, and also gave Mary room to operate. At least this little guy who became more and more cute and liked the more she looked at him did not make her want to pull her hair. By the way, this married woman likes to pull her hair whenever she is unhappy and emotional, which is somewhat inconsistent with her appearance.

"Well, he's good."

The pale and smooth face of Ulrus, who was watching remotely, seemed to flash with satisfaction.

The "he" here refers to the princess, which naturally refers to Lin En. Lin En is just a little Sequence 9, and his family background is not noble, but he can perform extremely well on the spot, with accurate and fast calculations, and can draw inferences from extraordinary knowledge, and is handy in the changes of secret rituals.

As a Sequence 4, he has no need to flatter Princess Gao En to praise Lin En.

It's all up to his own heart.

"Well, your eyes are sharp and clear, like a spring in the fairyland... hm?" Hearing her cute little guy being praised, Mary, who raised her son, of course, like all mothers, had an unconcealed pride between her eyebrows. When she was about to use the tone of "my son is too playful and only scored 98 points" to ask the Saint to give more advice, the expression on her face froze.

Ulrus also became more serious.

"The flesh and blood rose of [Purple Water and Green]..."

The next moment, Ulrus was about to stand up, but a slender and perfect hand silently rested on his shoulder.

"This stage play is not over yet. Let's see how far the burning of the forgotten can go." The man with an umbrella and a blurred face suddenly appeared in the light of the church. He easily broke through the saint's instinctive vigilance and put his hand on the saint's shoulder.

Mr. Umbrella spoke briskly, just like Ulrus who was in control of the overall situation before, repeating the lines he had said, and silent ridicule was rippling.

Mary's pupils shrank to needles in an instant.

The next moment!

Ulrus's golden eyes, as quiet as a virgin, seemed to turn into flowing chalcedony. All the energy and material conversion processes involving carbon fixation and bioenergy changes in the entire 1 square kilometer of [Steam City] were controlled. The battle was like the originally loose and ordinary civilians, and in an instant they turned into armored warriors, neat and magnificent! !

The saint's personal control over the life process instantly raised this energy, which was enough to create a mirror-like sea or cut off a mountain, to a wonderful peak. Harnessing such power, the demigod walking in the world can even make a person's spirituality come back to life before the brain dies completely!

Animals, plants, and even humans are inevitably involved in this battle.

A thriving and brilliant scene of life.

Ulrus was ready to use his strongest power to disintegrate and blast the material support of the existence behind him in one breath while fighting at home. He was not a newly promoted saint, but an old saint who had experienced the war. He knew that at this time, facing the existence behind him, he must not think of calling other extraordinary abilities or driving relics. It was too close, and the victory or defeat was only a moment.

"Hush, be quiet."

Facing the saint's use of himself as a lever to pry the massive energy counterattack impeccably, Mr. Umbrella simply said this.

Then there were changes outside the city of Stim.

First, at an altitude of 15,000 meters above the cloud and rain layer, a gorgeous life spirit flow was madly spraying towards the bright starry sky like a spindle. This extravagant behavior of the fountain of life will cause the decomposer producer consumer biological community in Nanjun to surge. If it was placed a thousand years ago, it would also trigger the siege of the city by Warcraft.

It can also be predicted that in the future, the people in this city will be several points healthier.

Another scene is that the energy bursting out from the 5,000-meter underground of the Stim Earth Vein failed to perfectly neutralize and offset, but instead created a small earthquake. More than a dozen rails laid on the plains were continuously blown up to a height of tens of meters, and then fell heavily!

A simple fight, as if there was no trace, could horrify those who saw the truth!