boyutpedia Chapter 188 Leaving the Ancient City, Taking the First Step
Chapter 188 Leaving the Ancient City, Taking the First Step
Outside the restricted area of the Petra ancient city ruins.
The rolling sand dunes presented a dark silhouette under the night sky.
A leeward slope two kilometers from the edge of the restricted area.
Three men wearing khaki-colored windproof cloaks were lying on top of a sand dune.
They wore high-powered night vision binoculars around their necks, and next to them was a strangely shaped psionic wave detector.
The leader was a burly man with a thick beard named Martin.
He spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with sand and irritably tugged at his collar.
"Damn this weather. Have those old men in the Elder Council lost their minds? Why do they insist on making us stay in this lousy place and eat sand?" Martin cursed in a low voice.
A tall, thin Vatican official next to him hunched his shoulders and rubbed his hands together.
"Captain, just bear with it. The orders from above are that the targets we're taking in are extremely dangerous. Our mission is to make sure they're completely dead."
The third bald cult member sneered:
"What's so interesting about it? What kind of place is the Petra Forbidden Zone? It's where the Nabataean undead army is sealed! No one who steps into that canyon ever comes out alive."
Martin picked up the water bottle, took a sip, and wiped his mouth.
"That's true. But there's that madman named Lin Jianguo among them. Back then, he single-handedly burned several of our branches to the ground."
"So what if they're crazy? In the end, aren't they still defeated by our Holy See?"
The bald man curled his lip in disdain.
"Moreover, this is a restricted area. There's no way out once you enter."
Even if they are very powerful, can they possibly wipe out an army of tens of thousands of undead?
"We've worn them down to death."
The tall, thin guy chimed in:
That's right.
I bet those heretics have been torn to pieces by now.
"Let's wait another half hour. If there are no fluctuations in vital signs on the detector, we can call it a day and go back to report."
The three of them exchanged a smile, their tense nerves relaxing.
Martin was just about to take a cigarette out of his pocket and light it.
Sudden.
got windy.
The wind came without warning.
The sand and gravel that were originally just rolling on the ground were instantly swept into the sky by a violent gust of air.
A sandstorm rose abruptly from the ground, obscuring the sky and the sun.
The cigarette in Martin's mouth was blown away by the strong wind.
He quickly reached out to protect the detector next to him.
"What's going on? The weather forecast didn't say there would be a sandstorm tonight!"
The bald man roared loudly, and the sand and dust rushed into his mouth, choking him and causing him to cough repeatedly.
The tall, thin man suddenly pointed towards the ancient city ruins ahead, his voice changing: "Captain! Look!"
Martin grabbed the night vision binoculars and brought them close to his eyes.
In the field of vision, the semi-transparent energy barrier that was originally invisible to the naked eye and covered the entire Petra ruins was now flashing a dazzling red light.
A dull cracking sound echoed across the desert.
The seal belonging to their Holy See is rapidly spreading with dense cracks.
"Click—"
The crisp sound drowned out the sound of the wind.
The entire barrier collapsed suddenly, turning into countless specks of light that vanished completely in the gale.
Martin's hands trembled, and the binoculars fell straight into the sand.
He stood frozen in place, his face ashen, his whole body trembling.
"The...the restriction is gone?"
The bald man fell flat on his backside on the sand and scrambled backward.
"Something terrible has happened! Something drastic!"
Martin snapped back to reality and grabbed the tall, thin man by the collar.
"Quickly! Contact headquarters! Report the situation here! Those guys might not be dead!"
The tall, thin man frantically pulled out a specially made psionic communicator and pressed the call button repeatedly.
……
At the same time.
The edge of the ancient city ruins of Petra.
Lin Fan and his group slowly emerged from the depths of the canyon, their feet sinking into the yellow sand.
The flames on Lin Jianguo's body at the front gradually subsided.
Lin Fan looked up at the night sky filled with stars, then turned to look at his father.
"Old Lin, you're awesome!"
Lin Fan gave a thumbs up.
"I never knew you had this skill; you can even break through restrictions."
Hearing his son's praise, Lin Jianguo immediately perked up.
He skillfully pulled out half a crumpled box of cigarettes, took one out, and put it in his mouth.
A flash of light from his fingertips, and the cigarette is lit. He takes a deep drag and exhales a perfect smoke ring.
"What's so special about this? It's all basic stuff."
He slightly raised his chin, a smug look on his face.
"Your father didn't fight those charlatans for nothing back then. I saw right through their tricks a long time ago."
As he spoke, he gestured dramatically in the air with the finger holding the cigarette, saying:
"Did you see that key point of the formation just now? That's the same old trick."
It's the same old thing in a new bottle.
Back then, your father was just unlucky. If I had given him a watermelon knife, he could have chopped his way from the east gate to the west gate of the Vatican without even blinking.
"I could dismantle such a childish restriction with my eyes closed."
Levi's stood at the back, listening in a daze.
Night Owl looked at Lin Jianguo with adoration, wishing he could take out a notebook and write it down.
Having lived together for over twenty years, Lin Fan knew Lin Jianguo all too well, so he ignored him.
On the contrary, Lin Jianguo became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke:
"Son, let me tell you, dealing with the people of the Vatican..."
He began to speak at length about his anti-papal experience to the group.
Lin Fan was about to yawn when he heard this, so he simply put his hands in his pockets and turned around.
"Alright. Let's go."
After saying that, he started walking away from the edge of the desert without looking back.
Lin Jianguo, who was still talking at length, froze instantly.
"Hey—no...you brat!"
"Your father is trying to impart his life experience to you, and this is the attitude you're showing!"
Lin Jianguo protested loudly.
Lin Fan didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand lazily:
"Okay, okay, you're the best. But we can't neglect our business, can we?"
Seeing this, Levi quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Mr. Lin, Young Master Lin is right. Our most urgent task now is to get to the Vatican."
Levi spoke respectfully.
"I'll arrange for a plane to come and pick us up right away."
After saying that, Levi's was about to take out his encrypted satellite phone to make a call.
"No need for that."
Lin Fan stopped and turned around, interrupting Levi's actions.
Levi paused for a moment, his hand holding the phone hanging in mid-air:
"No need? Then how are we going to get to the Vatican? We can't just walk there, can we?"
Lin Fan extended a finger and tapped his temple.
"We have free transportation, and there are a few lost lambs outside."
Because of the giant crow, Lin Fan was able to sense everything in the entire desert.
At this moment, the movements, heartbeats, and even fear of the three Vatican personnel two kilometers away were all transmitted to his mind through the Great Crow's spiritual coverage.
Levi immediately realized:
"You mean, the Vatican has deployed surveillance personnel on the perimeter?"
"There were not only surveillance personnel, but also vehicles."
Lin Fan stroked his chin.
"The helicopter from Dark Night is too slow to get here. Let's just go borrow a car and get out of this godforsaken place first."
Upon hearing that there were also Vatican personnel present, Lin Jianguo instantly forgot his earlier embarrassment.
His knuckles cracked from his clenched fists, and his neck made a "crackling" sound as he twisted it.
"These bastards not only bombed my plane, but they also dared to stake out the area. Do they really think I'm a pushover?"
"Tell me where he is?"
Previously, he had no way to deal with those resurrected undead, but now that he heard that there were Vatican personnel, he naturally wanted to unleash his power.
Lin Fan didn't stop him, and pointed to the sand dunes to his right.
"Two o'clock position, two and a half kilometers. Three living people."
"Okay! I'll go first!"
After saying that, Lin Jianguo shot out with a roar and headed towards the sand dunes in the distance.
Meanwhile, far behind the sand dunes, Martin had just made contact with the Vatican headquarters.
They had no idea that Lin Fan had already located them, and that a killing machine was rushing towards them.