The people outside were all worried about whether the woman buried in the ruins could survive. As the person involved, Lin Ching-wan was not in as much danger as they thought.
At the moment when the countdown ended, she quickly squatted down and summoned Qing Guang to block the metal frame that was falling towards her back. This created a corner for her to hide in, but it also made her lose the last chance to escape. She could only watch as the falling bricks buried her.
The rescue team had not arrived yet, so no one dared to move forward. They were worried that their unprofessional moves would cause more harm to the person inside.
For a moment, no one came forward, and only the sound of the injured could be heard in the air.
At this time, five heavily armed men suddenly walked out of the crowd, each holding a strange-looking slender wooden stick in their hands. They walked cautiously around the pile of ruins.
"Hey, are you special forces?" One of the passersby shouted at them, "Brother, this little stick won't be able to dig these stones."
The five men ignored him. Instead, they stopped about a meter away from the ruins and stared at the pile of things with serious expressions. Their serious expressions made it seem as if the thing buried inside was not a delicate woman, but some prehistoric monster.
The man wanted to say something, but was pulled by the person next to him, who motioned him to look at the pile of construction debris. The man turned his head in confusion, "What … What?
the
hell！”
His exclamation attracted the attention of the people nearby. Many people looked back, and then, like the owner of the voice, their eyes widened —
They saw green vines slowly drilling out of the cracks in the ruins, expanding until the entire pile of stones was wrapped. Then, as if it had a mind of its own, it began to "transport" the bricks and stones around it!
The onlookers were shocked by this scene, and of course, the five men in black who were closest to the place did not miss it. In fact, they saw it even more clearly — the vines were growing too fast … They were still growing thicker!
The five men clearly saw that each branch of the vines was as thick as a steel bar. Looking at the flexibility of their "movements", they estimated that their hardness and flexibility were not low. They looked at each other, and the caution in their eyes grew stronger.
With a 'hua la' sound, the pile of stones in the middle suddenly split open from the middle! Tiny bricks and cement dust fluttered in the air. In the midst of the "smoke", a petite woman slowly stood up from the ground.
The opportunity had come!
Almost at the same time when they saw the woman, the five men immediately squatted down and stabbed the wooden sticks in their hands into the ground in front of them. The hard floor tiles seemed to be made of tofu at this moment and were easily pierced by the small wooden sticks. Then, they bit their index fingers and pressed the blood on the tip of the stick. Then, they pinched the top of the stick and gently turned it.
A small flag, black and red in color, appeared on the rod that passersby thought was empty. It fluttered even though there was no wind.
After doing all this, the five of them seemed to have completed their mission and retreated a few steps to the side.
The fresh blood gradually seeped into the peculiar patterns of the wood, as if it was being absorbed. In the end, not even a trace was left. When the blood was completely absorbed, the tip of each stick began to emit a deep blue light. This light slowly rose towards the center of the ruins and gathered until it gathered into a palm-sized blue ball of light. The pile of ruins — or rather, the people in the ruins — was suppressed inside.
Lin Ching-wan, who had just stood up, immediately felt the pressure.
She slightly frowned as she looked at the "cage" created by the blue light and the strange men standing around her. From what she could feel, these five people didn't have the slightest trace of cultivation. There was only some spiritual energy flowing in their meridians. How could these people, who hadn't even reached the first layer of Aura Training, have such methods and magical weapons? Could it be that there were also cultivators in this world?
Although she couldn't recognize the origin of these flags, she could feel that her spiritual energy was constantly being lost. The vines on the ground that she had created with her spiritual energy were gradually turning yellow and withering. Looking at the increasingly bright pattern on the flag, the lost spiritual energy should have entered its "mouth."
Lin Ching-wan's lips were tightly pursed. She clenched her right hand and summoned Qing Guang. Then, she channeled all the spiritual energy in her body into the sword. She waved the long sword and slashed at the "cage"!
However, only a few cracks appeared on it. It did not disintegrate and disappear. Instead, because of her "human-shaped power bank" replenishing it at any time, it was quickly repaired.
This wouldn't work. Someone had to break it from the outside.
The police and rescue team arrived quickly. However, they were sad to find that although the person in need of rescue had saved herself on her own, she seemed to be trapped again, and ordinary people like them could do nothing about it. The police officers who had tried to destroy the flag had been shaken away several times.
The five initiators were indifferent to the actions of the police. Perhaps they had calculated that it was impossible for them to destroy the array with their ability. Sheriff Swan on the side was almost scratching his scalp. If they allowed these people to take away an American citizen in such a way that could not be explained by science, then he wouldn't be a sheriff anymore. The people's spit could drown him, not to mention the Stark Corporation. The person in the strange blue light was the new CEO of Stark Industries!
Things seemed to be at an impasse.
Lin Ching-wan, who was locked in the array, was a little pale. Although her spiritual energy was strong, it couldn't withstand the continuous absorption. What's more, she vaguely felt that the absorption rate of these flags was increasing as the amount of spiritual energy absorbed increased.
It was not in her character to sit still and wait for death.
Lin Ching-wan closed her eyes, calmed herself down, and when she opened them again, her eyes were filled with determination. She mobilized her spiritual energy again.
This time, she used 100% of her strength.
Noticing the change in her breath, the five mysterious men immediately walked quickly to the flags in their respective positions. They took out their daggers, tore open their collars, and cut the skin of their hearts.
They were going to take the blood from their hearts to strengthen the power of the array.
I can't delay any longer. She looked at the movements of their hands and thought.
The hand holding the sword slowly raised and was about to chop down.
However, at this moment, she heard a familiar voice — — "Alright boys, no matter what you want to do with your knives, put them down now."
Lin Ching-wan suddenly turned her head — — In the air where the smoke had yet to dissipate, there stood a golden-red steel man. His two palms were facing the five men who were still holding knives, and the pulse cannon in his palms was ready to fire.
It was Tony.
However, perhaps because he had never shown the power of this weapon before, not only did the men not put down their daggers, they quickly cut the skin on their chests, wiped a few drops of blood with their index fingers, and smeared it on the flags.
"Don't let them smear their blood on it!" She hurriedly shouted to Tony.
"As you command, Madam." The perpetually playful tone came through the voice device of the steel mask, and it seemed to have been dyed with a metallic aura, making it seem even more sexy and magnetic. Without waiting for the voice to finish, the pulse cannon in his palms, which had long been charged, fired two blinding particle beams. The powerful impact sent the men who were hit tumbling onto the road two to three meters away.
Seeing that the men would not be able to get up for a while, Tony put away the palm cannon, walked to the "light prison" in a few steps, and ordered, "Scan the energy composition of the light."
[Scan complete. Energy composition unknown, non-Earth discovered element]
Looking at the scan results on the virtual light screen, Tony frowned. "What the hell is this thing?"
"Use your weapon to attack it." In just a moment, Lin Ching-wan's face turned even paler. She deliberately skipped Tony's name and said to him directly, "Come with me, we have to attack from both inside and outside."
Tony did not say anything, only nodded and took a few steps back. He extended his right hand forward, aimed the palm cannon at the blue cage in front of him, and increased the energy to the maximum.
"I'll count to three, and you fire at this point." Seeing Tony nod, she gripped the silver longsword tightly again. "Three, two, one!"
As the last word fell, a blinding white light shot out from the Steel Man's palm, attacking the blue light between the two together with the sword light opposite it.
The pulse cannon from Stark's hand and the sword aura of a Nascent Soul swordsman were naturally powerful. The moment the two energies collided, it produced a huge impact and a roar. The blue cage in the middle was shattered, and the originally bright-colored formation flags also dimmed. The wooden sticks that were inserted into the ground were all broken in the middle.
"Qing …!" Before Tony could breathe a sigh of relief, he was sent flying by the impact of the array being broken. The passersby who did not evacuate in time were in the same situation as him. Tony's armor had protection and flight functions, so she was not too worried. However, if these ordinary people were hit by this attack, they would most likely die.
Lin Ching-wan made a decision in an instant.
She pressed her hands against the ground, mobilizing the remaining spiritual energy in her Dantian and releasing it through her hands. The originally lush trees on the roadside suddenly grew in size, and countless thick and thin branches grew into wooden "tentacles" as thick as an adult man's arm. The "tentacles" intertwined layer by layer, forming a solid wall of trees in front of the crowd. The gaps between the intertwining branches were also blocked by the green leaves growing on them, leaving no gaps.
The impact suddenly disappeared, and the people who were "flying" in the air lost their momentum, screaming as they accepted the call of gravity and fell rapidly. The survivors on the ground also widened their eyes in horror, and the timid ones were so scared that they covered their faces and squatted down, trembling.
At this moment, the weeds on the ground suddenly sprang up, and their bodies, which were originally only seven or eight centimeters long, suddenly grew to dozens of meters long. Then, as if they had intelligence, they went straight to those who were about to fall, used their flexible bodies to firmly wrap around the waists of those people, and then gently put them on the ground.
Among them was Mr. Tony, the Golden and Red Striped Mysterious Iron Man, Stark, who had not had time to spread his wings to fly.
After doing all this, Lin Ching-wan felt that she was almost exhausted, and there was not much spiritual energy left in her body. She retracted her hands from the ground and used Qing Guang to support her body, trying to stand up, but she fell back again.
She took a deep breath and wanted to try again, but in the next moment, a pair of hard, cold arms wrapped around her waist and hugged her.
"Beautiful lady, I think I should have the honor to send you home." The tone of the voice behind the mask was as frivolous as ever, but it was not as romantic as in the past. Instead, it was more reassuring.
"Thank you." Lin Ching-wan's face was almost pale. She leaned into Tony's arms, gave him a comforting smile, and let her consciousness fall into darkness.
Looking at the person who had fainted in his arms, Tony tightened his arms around her, kicked off the ground, and flew home.
Agent Colsen, who received his notice, quickly arrived. After talking with the police at the scene for a while, he carefully searched the surroundings, and regretfully found that those people were gone.
Fortunately, those strange little flags had not been collected in time. Colsen asked his men to collect them, and rummaged through the ruins for other things, bringing them back to report to Frey.
On the other side, in a room that looked like a hotel, a tall man in black watched the live broadcast of the attack on the Stark building on the TV, and the corners of his mouth curled into a happy smile.
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