To be fair, Lin Qingliu had never expected that Quetzalcoatl would choose to end in this way.
The soldiers on the city wall already knew that there was a super-powered person behind them who was helping them solve their worries. The surveillance cameras near the city wall in the outer city area also recorded his figure. His existence was no longer a secret.
However, even so, Quetzalcoatl still chose to use his last bit of life to add a few scenes for him, which is so touching that it makes people speechless.
The strength of the body and the ability to control objects were activated at the same time. The feathered serpent, whose half body was charred and had lost nearly two meters of its length, was still very fast in digging holes.
It continued to sink deeper into the ground, and the scales on its body began to rub against the concrete roof of the shelter.
It seemed as if there were more than a dozen heavy machines working continuously above, and the civilians inside the shelter had already sensed the impending disaster.
However, in order to ensure that civilians do not run around as much as possible, the door of the shelter needs to be opened with a command from the central spire after it is closed.
People had no choice but to gather in various corners of the shelter, and some crouched around the load-bearing pillars, leaving the most open space in the middle.
Amid the pushing and screaming of the crowd, a ray of sunlight shone into the underground shelter.
The top was dug through.
The hole was getting bigger and bigger. The sunlight, which represented light, seemed like a death warrant for everyone. The more it shone, the more frightened the people inside felt.
As the scales continued to rotate and rub, the diameter of the hole had reached three meters.
Everyone in the shelter watched as a hideous head stretched out from the hole.
It was a huge, snake-like head with a large mass of martian feathers growing around it.
The huge head is covered with thick scales. The blue-gray scales seem to have unique patterns on their surface, and you will feel dizzy if you look at them for a few more seconds.
The giant snake opened its mouth wide, and its forked head, as thick as an adult's waist, poked out and swam around in the space of the underground shelter.
At this time, thousands of humans in the underground shelter had become food for the giant snake.
The head continued to stretch downwards and suddenly stopped less than two meters from the ground. The originally energetic snake head trembled a few times and then drooped down.
Then, in front of everyone in the shelter, the head fell straight down.
Fell down.
The head, which was as big as an ordinary car, fell from a height of two meters and hit the ground with a loud bang.
People saw that the giant snake seemed to have lost its vital signs, and the feathers behind its head had been broken into two pieces.
Judging from the wound alone, it was not caused by a blunt object cutting, but rather an explosion caused by being hit by something.
Most of the people who took refuge here were workers from nearby factories, and they knew very well what the flesh would become after being hit or squeezed.
Although it cannot be said to be exactly the same, the cross-section of the feathered serpent's wound at this moment evoked some memories for them.
“Pah.”
A figure fell from above the cave entrance and stepped on the lifeless head of the giant snake. The afternoon sun shone on his slightly curly golden hair, as if a powerful man ascending the throne was scanning his subjects.
"Don't worry, the problem has been solved."
"Arthur" smiled cheerfully and kindly and shouted:
"I'm sorry to have scared everyone. Only this one strange beast has entered our City of Hope. It's safe outside now. Everyone just wait for instructions and you can leave from here."
Thousands of people who came to seek refuge looked at this man who seemed somewhat trustworthy.
From an emotional point of view, the other party is undoubtedly his savior, and he looks so kind and approachable, there is no reason not to believe him.
But this does not mean that there are no problems. For example, the clothes he wears do not belong to a super-powered person.
In the strict rules of Hope City, this seems to be an obvious violation. Most people will choose to be defenders rather than challengers when faced with the rules.
But such questions cannot be asked in front of the Savior, in front of thousands of people.
No one is willing to do so, nor does anyone have the courage to do so.
So regardless of whether they thought about this slightly deliberate layer or not, everyone ultimately gave the same reaction - applause.
Lin Qingliu didn't want to stay here for too long. He raised his hand to suppress the applause like a leader, paused and continued:
"The battle on the city wall is not over yet. I have more important things to do."
After saying this, he seemed to step lightly, and then he jumped several meters and disappeared into the hole above.
Everyone fell silent, staring at the hole where the light was coming in.
It was still the familiar sunshine, but it was countless times warmer than it was a minute ago.
“Pah.”
The footsteps were heard again, and the blond man actually jumped down again.
He looked around, scratched his hair, and said embarrassedly:
"Putting this thing here seems to be a bit of an influence on everyone."
After saying that, he didn't even ask everyone whether it was true as he thought. He grabbed a dent on the snake's head and flew up.
Although everyone was surprised, they also felt that this was the super-powered person who could defeat this strange beast.
Seeing the snakehead leave the shelter, people finally felt relieved.
They pushed each other and refilled the empty area in the center of the shelter, while discussing with people they knew whether they had seen such super-powered people before.
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On the city wall, the "blood puppet" was being pinned to the ground and beaten by the sheep-headed demon.
Perhaps he felt the thrill of hitting someone real hard in his previous fight with Lin Qingliu, or perhaps he wanted to hit back at those attacks that missed.
In short, the goat-headed demon seemed to like this feeling, and in just a few minutes he had knocked several people to their knees.
But every time it wanted to kill someone, this human who could change his shape freely was always able to rescue those people at strange angles, which made the sheep-headed demon extremely angry.
This human being has powerful abilities and is very versatile, which even it, as the will of the mycelium, has to admit.
But its capabilities are too incompatible with the mycelium ecosystem.
The population has not yet developed to the point where all parts can move around in non-fixed forms. That is a situation of almost permanent mimicry, which consumes too much energy and cannot be achieved in a short period of time.
Although the Sheep-Headed Demon did not choose to hunt the "Blood Puppet" because of this consideration, the opponent could not easily attack it through its defense.
But as the saying goes, flies don't bite, but disgust people. The repeated provocations of the "Blood Puppet" have completely angered the sheep-headed man.
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