Chapter 391 Thousand-eyed Asura

Chapter 391 Thousand-eyed Asura
"Boom!"
A crimson lightning bolt suddenly streaked across the sky, as if a giant blood-red meteorite had crashed down from the heavens and slammed into the depths of Alloy Island.
剧烈的轰鸣声反复响起，似乎是那血红色陨石一层层突破地底下的钢铁壁垒，不断下坠的声音。
巨大的合金岛像是受到莫名袭击的蚁巢，震荡声中，一座座巨型炮口从地底升起，无数全副武装的战斗人员成群结队地从基地内涌出来。
“呼——哧——”
几个戴着华美尊贵金属面具的人眼神微凝地盯着血色陨石坠落的方位，像是在等待着什么。
After a short while,
"Boom!"
血色陨石坠落的位置一股可怕的气势突兀升腾，无数破碎的合金钢板，混凝土碎块之类的被无形的龙卷裹挟升起，螺旋着升上高空。
一道庞大的八臂人影从龙卷中缓缓升起。
一个戴着白金面具的强壮男人挂在这人影的其中一根手臂上。
后者正将手慢慢从这人的胸膛内抽出来，鲜血顺着其狰狞的躯体一点一点淌下。
霎时间，磅礴无边的杀意从其身上释放出来，铺天盖地地朝着四周席卷
几名摩萨王座看到这一幕，瞳孔顿时收缩。
几乎没有任何犹豫的，几人选择同时出手。
同宗同源的强大邪能波动在几人身上涌出，他们手里的黄金长矛绽放出宛如太阳般耀眼的辉光。
"Tearing--"
在光芒绽放到极致之时，数道黄金长矛同时射出，如金色的闪电陡然划破长空，瞬间击中那道血色的人影。
"Boom!"
恐怖的能量波动轰然爆发，耀眼的金光一波波震荡着虚空，将天空中拿那股无形的龙卷都给打碎了。
几名出手的摩萨王座神情紧张的目不转睛地盯着能量爆发的位置，等着震动平息的那一刻到来。
```htmlBut before the golden light faded, a burst of intense whistling sound shot out from the center of the battle formation.
Even faster than the whistling sound were several golden rays, terrifying attacks that surpassed the speed of sound by who knows how many times.```
几个出手的摩萨王座根本都没反应过来，身体就猛地被什么东西给贯穿了。
"Boom!"
一名摩萨王座的胸口直接炸开，整个人被自己投掷出去的那根黄金长矛死死钉在地上。
一个王座的身体被撕裂，右侧一小半的躯体直接被恐怖的投掷力量给摩擦得消融不见。
还有一个更是倒霉，连吭都没来得及吭上一声，脑袋就轰然爆成一团血雾。
```htmlThe entire skull, along with the platinum mask worn on the face, was shattered to pieces.
The battle ended in the next instant after it began.
Remaining throne contenders, hiding in the shadows and watching from afar, were left with chills running down their spines.```
Give up the last bit of resistance and turn around and leave.
In the high sky, the residual energy fluctuations are gradually smoothed out, and the figure with eight arms quietly walks out.
"Pa da--"
```htmlWith light steps, the long spear caught by one's own hand, three Mosar Throne who were killed with a casual throw, there was no emotional fluctuation on the bewitching and demonic face.```
“脆弱得就好像一碰就会碎的瓷器”
路远随口评价了一句，而后做深深吸气状。
三名死去王座的身体内立刻涌出大量的鲜血，而后化作一丝丝的血色雾气，融入他的身体。
```htmlThis time, the experience progress bar on the 【Avatar Asura Stance (Legendary)】 profession panel finally moved.
It jumped from the original 15% to 16%.
The aura and killing intent on Lu Yuan's body also surged along with it.```
```htmlHis desire for killing rolled incessantly within his body, becoming even more intense.
"Swoosh--"
In the dense and knife-like scars on Lu Yuan's chest, suddenly, a sinister eye opened abruptly, its evil iris swirling.```
“千眼修罗？”
路远伸手在那只突然睁开的眼睛边缘轻轻抚摸了一下，若有所思。
在这只眼球出现之后，他觉得自己对战斗和杀戮的直觉似乎变得更强烈了一些。
让他越来越有一种，自己完全是为杀戮而生的存在的感觉。
“生于杀戮，死于杀戮这就是修罗吗？”
“象神是修罗出身？”
Luyuan had some guesses in his heart, but couldn't get confirmation, so he had to temporarily set this aside.
"Furthermore,"
He squinted to observe the hunting targets provided by [Hunting Instinct].
"Seven."
Luyuan walked forward calmly.
With the posture of Asura and the fusion of the double flowers secret technique, he, without breaking through the limit set by Yuwen Tong for him, also truly possesses the power of ninth rank and above.
再加上修罗姿态所赋予的恐怖杀戮技巧和战斗本能。
他的实际战斗力估计还要高出同等级的九阶一个维度。
“修罗姿态对比明王姿态，除了在纯粹肉体力量上得到大幅度的提升之外，还多了能够掌控的能量”
Walking forward step by step along the long road, the giant energy cannons that had already locked onto him now boomed in unison.
Thick energy beams shot towards him from all directions.
路远面不改色，一道道血光从他体内流出，在他身体表面凝结成一层暗红色宛如血痂般的古怪盔甲。
恐怖的能量光束轰击在他的身体上，就好像水流冲在坚硬的磐石上，一下子崩碎散开，无法撼动他哪怕一丝一毫。
```htmlThis blood-red energy comes from those opponents he has killed.
In theory, the more enemies Lu Yan kills, the greater the blood-red energy he can control, and the stronger his strength.```
巨炮的轰鸣声中，一名名驾驶着战斗机甲的摩萨教徒朝着路远扑上来。
他们悍不畏死，受那些剩余王座的指示，妄图来阻止他的脚步。
路远顶着无数能量光束的轰击，八臂齐齐舞动。
锋锐的手指在虚空中猛地划出数十道猩红色的血线。
血线扩散出去。
那些在路远眼前汇聚成钢铁洪流般的战斗机甲，在被血光掠过之后，身形立刻定格。
瞬息之后，一座座闪烁着金属光泽的庞然机身悄然被切割，或数段，或数十段，然后轰然倒下。
破损的机甲中流淌出属于驾驶机师的殷红鲜血，这些鲜血在地面上形成小河，潺潺不断地朝着路远的方向汇聚。
路远神色平静地穿过枪林弹雨，偶尔轰击来的能量巨炮，还有颜色各异的长矛投掷。
没有任何攻击能够阻挡他的脚步。
他所过之处，周围一个个鲜活的生命倒下，血肉成糜。
“杀啊啊！”
一个身披武装，肩膀上扛着一架巨型重炮的摩萨教徒双目赤红，嘶吼着对着一步步走来的路远疯狂扣动着启动重炮的扳机。
一个个巨大的能量光团如雨点般倾泄而出。
这人两只手上的武装包裹都被高频率的能量震动给震碎了，两只手臂血淋淋的，皮肉下显露出白森森的骨头。
而他却宛若未觉，在凝若实质，仿佛山呼海啸般的恐怖杀意冲击下，他的眼前早已经出现幻觉。
视野中根本找不到自己攻击的目标，只能看到一片铺天盖地，滚滚而来的粘稠血海。
The intense fear of despair and the persistence of faith in his heart, the two conflicting emotions drove him into a state of madness.
He was screaming and crying hysterically, tears and snot streaming down his face, his expression a mix of crying and laughing.
肩膀上扛着的巨炮的能量早就被消耗完了，可他还在习惯性地扣动扳机。
直到幻觉里的滔天血海将他彻底吞没，他双目空洞，七窍流血地倒在地上
"Swoosh--"
```htmlAfter who knows how much slaughter, another eye on Lu Yuan's body opened.
Then the second one, the third one
There wasn't much change in the progress of the experience bar on his professional panel, but the constant slaughter seemed to awaken the dormant Asura genes in his body.```
```htmlHis perception of combat and killing becomes increasingly acute, and his aura grows more ferocious and cold.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a large area of alloy ground under Lu Yuan's feet explosively blasts open.
His figure suddenly disappears, only to reappear at another location several kilometers away.```
一个戴着白金面具，身形瘦削的中年男子眼神惊惧地发出低吼，强大的邪能波动从他体内涌出。
双手紧握手里的黄金长矛，猛地一矛往前戳去。
而这一矛却在戳出之后立刻陷进某股巨大力量的包裹之中，不得寸进。
紧跟着一只狰狞可怖的巨爪突兀从头顶拍下。
His platinum mask suddenly burst with a tremendous will, but this will, as soon as it burst out, was immediately shattered by the huge claw.
Then it crashed down.
The sharp sound of a slap rang in everyone's ears, and the surroundings became even quieter.
A head was crushed by the blood-colored giant claw.
路远一脸随意地将一只手里的黄金长矛丢开，然后松开自己的另外一只手。
这只手宽大的手掌里只见一片血肉模糊，其中还有一小团被捏得稀烂的金属面具。
```html"Still six left."
Lu continued forward.
What's left might be harder to find.
Most of those remaining Mosa Throne have already fled, and some are about to leave this vast ocean area.```
There are only two hunting targets left on Alloy Island.
The two arms in Luyuan octopus casually make tearing movements forward.
An invisible force is conducted forward through the air.
"Tearing--"
眼前一座拱形的金属建筑顿时从中分开，被生生撕扯成两半。
建筑废墟之后两个人正静静等待着他的到来。
路远停下脚步，看着眼前的两人。
```htmlAnother who was familiar to him was the eleventh throne of Mossad that brought him to the island.
This man, with his lion-like golden hair, now stood not a kilometer away from the road, his majestic figure seemingly trembling slightly, his eyes, forcibly calm behind the mask, filled with panic and fear.```
On the other hand, there is a silver-haired man in ancient armor, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other.
Every piece of the man's armor, spear, and shield seems to be made of diamond, shining brilliantly and beautifully under the sunlight.
He looked much calmer than the Eleventh Throne.
His gaze was focused on the distant road, and waves of fighting spirit surged out of him like a tide.
The aura he emitted was also incredibly strong, with circles of radiant light rippling through the void, almost dozens of times greater than that of the Eleventh Throne.
"My name is Liao."
The silver-haired man spoke in a low voice, as if performing some ancient ritual before a battle.
And after the silver-haired man spoke, the eleventh throne standing behind him seemed to have found a support and his gaze gradually became calm, even daring to meet Lu Yuan's gaze briefly.
"Okay, I got it."
路远居高临下地看着银发男子，平静地开口道：“这个名字我会刻在你的头骨上，作为一件收藏。”
银发男子闻言瞳孔中猛地精芒迸射。
```htmlHis fighting spirit seemed to reach a peak at this moment.
In a split second, he made a sudden move towards Lu Yuan!```
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