The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 454 - 370: Tomb_1

Just as they were about to pass each other, Lu Yuan suddenly stopped.

"Do you need a light?"

He turned his head and unexpectedly asked the nearby red-haired man in the top hat.

The man seemed taken aback by Lu Yuan’s sudden act of kindness. With a cigarette and a bright silver lighter in his hand, he stood still, his burgundy eyes expressing a touch of surprise.

"Do you need a light?" Lu Yuan repeated, his gaze clear and sincere.

"Yes, do you have a light? Thank you."

Finally, the man reacted. He stuffed his bright silver lighter back into his coat pocket and, speaking with an awkward Sum Country accent, readily brought his face closer.

SNAP!

Lu Yuan, having taken his hand from his down jacket pocket, snapped his fingers lightly.

A small flame, jade-green as a fresh oak leaf, sparked between his fingers.

"WOW!" the man gasped in exaggerated surprise, gazing at Lu Yuan incredulously. "Are you a... magician?"

Lu Yuan smiled gently and shook his head. "Not really."

Then, that wisp of jade-green flame between his fingers suddenly surged.

An inferno of burgeoning jade-green flames erupted, engulfing the man in an instant.

The instant the Flame of the Azure erupted with full force, Double Flowers bloomed in Lu Yuan’s eyes. His fair, slender right hand formed a claw, pierced through the layers of jade-green flames, and tightly gripped the neck of the figure within.

Then, like a rocket, he continued to ascend.

Upon reaching a certain apex, he plummeted like a meteor, landing back at his starting point.

BOOM!

With a massive explosion, a jade meteor violently struck the crossroads.

The terrifying jade-green shockwave of flames spread outwards, annihilating the entire crossroads in a breath’s time.

The cement road surface rolled outwards like grey waves, and buildings around the crossroads crumbled rapidly...

When the aftermath subsided, the area had been utterly transformed into ruins, as though ravaged by a category 18 hurricane.

At the epicenter of this disaster scene, inside the massive concrete crater, Lu Yuan, completely enveloped in jade-green flames, calmly watched the humanoid figure in his grasp as it was continuously burned.

A strong scent of charred feathers emanated—the smell of melting flesh and blood.

CREAK—

Lu Yuan slowly tightened his grip. Bolstered by the terrifying power of the Three Flowers blooming in unison and the Double Flower Fusion, his grip was strong enough to squeeze molten metal from the super-alloys used to forge Sky-level Mecha.

However, the supposedly fragile human body part he held, after its outer layer of soft flesh was breached, revealed an incredibly hard inner skeleton.

Two hands reached up, clamping down hard on the flesh between Lu Yuan’s thumb and forefinger, slowly... prying his fingers open.

Lu Yuan inhaled softly. Countless jade-green flames emerged from his pores, converging like a stream beneath his palm.

They condensed, forming plump "fruit flesh" and clearly distinct "fibers"...

A lush, jade-green fruit rapidly grew from his hand.

"Super Kill—Jade Fruit of Fire!"

BOOM—

The fruit, ripened to perfection, exploded with a deafening roar. A tsunami of jade flames swept out in all directions...

Lu Yuan’s figure soared upwards, hovering in mid-air.

Lowering his head, he quietly watched the jade sea of flames below as it raged madly.

The crossroads, already ruins, was now utterly razed to the ground.

The damaged buildings were reduced to dust within the flames, dissipating like burnt cardboard...

An apocalyptic scene in the heart of the city.

This massive commotion, however, caused no panic or disturbance.

The area around the battlefield, unscathed by the flames, was eerily quiet, without a single bystander in sight.

It seemed as if Lu Yuan was the only person left in the world.

WHOOSH—

Suddenly, the surging jade-green flames below silently parted, as if gently pushed aside by a pair of colossal, invisible hands.

From within the flames, a figure strolled out.

Stepping on the air, he walked towards Lu Yuan, one step at a time, until he stopped at the same altitude.

Lu Yuan calmly stared at the person before him.

To be precise, this could no longer be considered a normal person. It more closely resembled a humanoid construct of mechanical alloy.

A crimson metal skeleton, shimmering as if bathed in the sun’s radiance.

It was sleek, well-proportioned, perfect, possessing a strange beauty that hinted at ultra-futuristic space technology.

Its face, cast from molten metal, still vaguely bore the features of the red-haired man in the top hat.

His skin and flesh, which had once resembled robes covering his body, were now almost entirely consumed by the flames. Only his eyes remained intact.

They were golden-red, like a pair of perfectly crafted gemstones.

"Allow me to introduce myself..." The crimson Modified Human smiled elegantly at Lu Yuan. "My name is Roya."

Lu Yuan nodded slightly. "Lu Yuan."

The two seemed to have reverted to their initial encounter: like strangers meeting by chance who, after one asked for a light, politely exchanged names and thus became acquainted.

"You are much cruder than I anticipated..." After introducing himself, Roya sighed faintly, looking at Lu Yuan with a somewhat disappointed tone. "I initially planned on inviting you for a cup of coffee. Now..." Roya trailed off, his gaze sweeping over the scorched earth below, charred by the flames. He sighed lightly. "What a pity."

Lu Yuan didn’t take the conversational bait. Instead, he looked around and asked with a frown, "Where are we?"

Roya’s crimson, glowing face curved into a faint smile as he replied brightly, "A grave."

He then added, "The highest-grade kind."

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded thoughtfully.

Then, his black hair, tinged with a faint jade-green sheen, began to lengthen, its color fading to a lustrous white from the roots outwards.

His body also began to grow taller, to stretch...

Streams of auroral light surged from within his body.

Before Lu Yuan was completely enveloped by the auroral light, his final words to Roya drifted out.

"So, every time you Sun Guards from the Distant Star Federation go on a mission... you all bring your own graves?"

"That’s a strange yet practical tradition, indeed."

"Uhm..." Roya was momentarily stunned by these words.

Soon after, he chuckled despite himself and shook his head. The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a bone-chilling murderous intent that flowed from his eyes.

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SNAP—

Orange-red flames ignited the tobacco.

The man in the black trench coat took a deep drag from the lit cigar in his hand, then quickly exhaled pale blue smoke rings.

"Looks like they’ve engaged..." The man in the black trench coat casually glanced at a glowing device on his wrist and turned to the person beside him. "How long do you think it will take Roya to get out?"

The man standing beside the one in the black trench coat had sharply chiseled features. His dark grey eyes conveyed an intense, steely coldness.

"Five minutes," he answered emotionlessly. "With Roya’s abilities, five minutes should be enough for him to finish the battle."

"I think two minutes will suffice." The man in the black trench coat chuckled, lifting his cigar for a light puff.

The two of them were currently standing on the rooftop of a residential building, overlooking a desolate crossroads.

Just half a minute ago, they had personally watched Roya and their assassination target disappear together on the crosswalk, successfully walking into the "grave" trap that had been set long beforehand.

"The suppression of God Level Mechas by the Ash Mountain Secret Realm is about thirty percent. That imbecile Bas made almost every mistake imaginable. This Sum Country Hidden Star named Lu Yuan has had his combat power fluctuate around the ninth-rank threshold in nine simulated assessments. His potential evaluation score is very average. His Evil Energy tolerance limit doesn’t even reach the seventh rank; he’s likely consumed a large quantity of breakthrough potions. The aptitude forecast for his Starry Sky Martial Path was also abysmal: an over eighty-three percent probability that his Natal Stars won’t exceed ten. The only thing that’s even remotely impressive..."

The man in the black trench coat swiped the virtual screen before him and sneered, "is probably his age. Seventeen years old... Gods, he’s not even older than my son. The Sum Country people are truly ruthless, sending even such a child soldier to the battlefield..."

His companion glanced at him emotionlessly but said nothing.

The man in the black trench coat switched off the virtual screen in his hand and shrugged. "Honestly, I don’t see the point of this mission. Just a combatant who barely reaches the ninth rank. He won’t have any impact on the current situation. Why take such a huge risk? Have you heard about those alien spacecraft discovered last night in Connaughton State? That’s far more interesting than assassinating some ’child soldier’..."

Listening to the man in the black trench coat’s incessant chatter, his companion merely replied coolly, "This mission isn’t as simple as just assassinating a rookie ninth rank."

"Oh?!" The eyes of the man in the black trench coat flickered, a hint of surprise on his face.

But when he tried to press for more details, the other man refused to utter another word.

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