Chapter 672
Heretic Leader
This is getting a bit complicated.
Because of these heretics, they actually ran away.
For Lu Yuan at present, there is still a big difference between a piece of paper that can move and a piece of paper that cannot.
But Lu Yuan didn't care.
Can you outrun me?
The answer is, you can't outrun them.
The first to react were the five remaining Tier 3 fighters; they were the first to notice the anomaly here.
"The murderer who killed our brothers and sisters!"
Upon seeing the remains of their brothers and sisters around them, they immediately realized that this person was not someone they could directly confront. They quickly changed their tune, hoping only not to be captured by him immediately.
The fourth-tier enemy was still wailing, "You all need to get out of here!"
Those third-tier individuals, as if they had immediately found their leader, quickly ran towards the fourth-tier area, shouting behind them, "His Majesty will not let you get away with this!"
However, when they turned around, they found that their two leaders were being held back by two outsiders.
The next moment, Lu Yuan appeared in front of him.
Lu Yuan looked at the heretic who was shouting at him, grabbed his chin, and stared at him coldly.
"Is it fun to abandon your human identity and become a weird dog?"
Lu Yuan exerted his strength, crushing his jaw, and at the same time, he thrust his hand forward, breaking his entire head off.
The remaining third-tier individuals had already scattered and fled. Lu Yuan did not choose to chase after them, but instead dealt with the second-tier individuals first to prevent them from spreading rumors.
Lu Yuan's eyes were icy cold. He grabbed the corpse in his hand and threw it violently at the three second-tier beings gathered not far away. At the same time, his figure disappeared again.
Those three second-tier heretics only felt a blur before their eyes, and Lu Yuan had already closed in.
A single glance.
Three corpses lay before Lu Yuan, utterly silencing this desolate place.
At the same time, the gray text popped up all at once.
[Sanity: -38...89/140]
[Rationality IV: +23.5...123.5/140]
Lu Yuan glanced at it, and his rationality plummeted below ninety. The more ruthless the killing was, the lighter the price he would have to pay. Well, in this world it was indeed quite heavy, but outside, it was too light.
Moreover, seeing the significant increase in his experience bar, Lu Yuan felt a surge of satisfaction.
Frey, who was being carried on Lu Yuan's back, had her entire body pressed tightly against Lu Yuan's body.
Lu Yuan's speed was incredibly fast. With each movement, he could cover a distance of several meters, or even tens of meters. His physical strength was no less than that of the fourth-tier experts who specialized in physical fitness that Frey had seen in the real world.
In other words, Lu Yuan, who was at the third rank in the outside world, was even considered a relatively strong fourth rank in this world.
The gray-white text panel had not yet completely faded, and the corpses of the last three second-tier heretics on the battlefield were slowly sinking into the dark red ground.
Not far away, the four fleeing third-tier heretics were desperately running towards their leader. Now that the formation had been broken, they could no longer recite their prayers. Their only hope for survival was to run to the two fourth-tier leaders and seek their protection.
However, how could Lu Yuan give them that chance? He shifted his foot and darted out again.
Frey, clinging to his back, only felt the wind rush past her ears as the terrain in her field of vision rapidly receded behind her.
The last one on the third tier heard the noise behind him. Just as he was about to turn around, a hand pierced through his back and was forcefully pulled out.
The body fell forward and was gradually swallowed up by the ground.
The remaining three third-tier fighters were so terrified they nearly lost their souls, and their speed increased even further.
Just as Lu Yuan was about to give chase, a sudden change occurred on the other side of the battlefield.
At this moment, the two fourth-tier leaders completely went mad.
The brothers and sisters they brought with them died here one after another, without even a chance to fight back.
They also failed to complete the task assigned to them by the Emperor. If the Emperor were to blame them, neither of them could bear the consequences, especially since the dead were people they had brought with them, their own people.
Most importantly, the man carrying people on his back gave them a very dangerous impression.
As humans who ascended to the fourth rank through the Emperor's blessing, and as servants of this world, they absolutely could not allow such a dangerous creature to roam freely within the Emperor's territory. Otherwise, it would pose an unspeakable threat to their other brothers and sisters.
Therefore, the heretical leader who fought the Blue Knight suddenly shuddered, and his flesh and blood exploded, scattering everywhere, leaving only a skeleton on the spot.
However, the skeleton did not fall down. Instead, it lunged forward and pressed down hard on the Blue Knight's shoulders with both hands.
At the same moment, the ground beneath the Blue Knight's feet suddenly collapsed, turning into swirling vortexes of flesh and blood that gripped her legs tightly and dragged her downwards.
The Blue Knight's hand blade had already fallen, and the skeleton was cracked piece by piece by her punch. But before it was completely broken in two, the skeleton stubbornly held on to its last breath, fixing her in the vortex.
Clearly, the Blue Knight was held back for a moment.
The shattered flesh and blood did not scatter; they frantically converged and twisted in the air, eventually piecing together a new husk, a human form without bone support.
It stood in mid-air, as if it were being supported by something.
After holding off the Blue Knight, the skeleton didn't linger. It released the Blue Knight's shoulder and turned to rush towards Lu Yuan.
A fleshy, fleshy body and a stark, white skeleton, one in front and one behind, both targeting Lu Yuan.
As the flesh and blood surged forward, the facial features and human form continuously collapsed and reformed, making the whole person look like a running mass of rotten flesh, a truly nauseating sight.
Frey was startled by the situation and instinctively tried to run away, but Lu Yuan stood still and could only bury her head in Lu Yuan's back.
Lu Yuan made no move to run away; he simply watched coldly as the two figures rushed toward him.
At the same time, gray and white text appeared.
Target detected: Heretic Leader (Superior Follower) (Severely Wounded) (Fanatical)
[A human being completely transformed into a fanatical cultist, whose faith in [the cult] is now everything to him, his entire being, and it is through this faith that he ascends to the fourth rank.]
Lu Yuan's eyes turned completely cold. No wonder this guy was different from those low-level heretics. He was even more hateful than those who chanted prayers. He had bet everything on the so-called emperor, abandoned humanity, and completely betrayed his own camp.