Armor: Shura appears at the beginning

Chapter 242 Resurrection

At the edge of Bei Miao's consciousness, Dong Shan's anxious call was like the first ray of light in the morning, gradually penetrating the heavy darkness.

"Beimiao, hold on! Beimiao!" With the calls, Beimiao's eyes slowly opened. Although his strength seemed to be drained, he still tried his best to gather a trace of clarity.

"Dongshan..." Bei Miao's voice was thin but full of urgency, "Let's go! The enemy is too strong, we...we are no match for them. Protect yourself and leave quickly!"

Dong Shan looked at Bei Miao, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He shook his head gently, "Don't worry, the crisis has been resolved, they have retreated, and there is no threat here for the time being."

Bei Miao felt relieved when he heard that, but then he started to worry again: "Is he safe? What about Zhang Jian? I remember he got into trouble before me, and his armor was removed. Is he... is he okay?"

Dong Shan turned his gaze to Zhang Jian who was also recovering. He saw that although he looked tired, his vital signs were stable, so he responded gently: "Zhang Jian is fine too, he is gradually recovering."

Hearing these words, Bei Miao's tense nerves finally relaxed. He slowly exhaled a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. Then he fell into a deep sleep again with a relieved smile on his face.

"Beimiao, we must return to the base as soon as possible," Dongshan said hurriedly, his tone full of concern and determination, "You two are seriously injured and need timely treatment and rest. This is not a place to stay for long."

Bei Miao nodded slightly in a daze. Although he didn't say anything, that imperceptible movement was his tacit approval of Dong Shan's decision.

So, Dongshan carefully helped Beimiao up, and together with Zhang Jian, who also needed help, they set out on the journey back to the base, their hearts full of hope for the future and deep concern for their comrades.

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Hope City, Bawang Group's secret room,

"General! This is your genetic code!" Bakuru respectfully handed the thing in his hand to Lufa, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation.

Lufa took the genetic code and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He gently stroked the genetic code as if he saw hope for the future.

"Hahahaha! Well done! Bakuru!" Lufa's laughter echoed in the secret room, full of joy and satisfaction.

When Bakulu heard Lufa's praise, he felt a surge of pride in his heart, but at the same time he also felt a little sad. He lowered his head and said, "It's a pity that Baru died, General!"

Lufa frowned slightly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. He gently patted Bakuru's shoulder, his tone full of deep sorrow and determination: "Bakuru's sacrifice is worth it, we will always remember his dedication and hard work. Now, my genetic code has been recovered. Now, let's start the next step of the plan."

Bakuru nodded heavily, his eyes burning with unyielding fighting spirit. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he said, "General, rest assured, Baru's sacrifice will not be in vain!"

Lufa nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of anticipation and determination, as if he had already seen the future victory.

He took a deep breath and said, "Next, I will enter the resurrection phase. During this critical period, no one should act rashly and must remain highly vigilant! After I am successfully resurrected, we will usher in a new battle!"

"Yes, General!" Bakuru's voice resounded throughout the laboratory...

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Bei Miao sat in the corner of the hamburger house, holding a cold cup of Coke in his hand, his brows furrowed, with resentment and anger churning in his heart.

The fierce battle with the mutant beast made him deeply realize his own shortcomings. The feeling of frustration was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to let go.

At this moment, Meizhen's urgent and firm voice came from the laboratory, beating a new battle horn like a war drum: "Beimiao, urgent notice! A supernatural beast attack occurred in the Ninth Street area!"

Bei Miao's eyes instantly became sharp when he heard this, and all his unhappiness and frustration turned into determination to fight at this moment. "Got it!" He responded briefly and forcefully, and then quickly dialed Zhang Jian's communicator.

"Zhang Jian, there is a situation on Ninth Street, let's set off immediately!" Bei Miao's voice revealed unquestionable determination.

Almost at the same time, above Ninth Street, the deafening roar of Demon Five tore through the tranquility. Its huge body exuded a frightening aura as it wantonly destroyed everything around it.

As a dazzling light streaked across the sky, Bei Miao and Zhang Jian descended on the scene like two bolts of lightning. They dispersed tacitly and surrounded the Demon Five.

Without any hesitation, the two summoned their own exclusive weapons at the same time, ready to teach the arrogant mutant a profound lesson.

However, the situation took a turn for the worse just as the battle began.

The Black Domain suddenly descended, accompanied by two strange magic lights, and two more powerful enemies, Evil Water and Evil Fire, showed up. Their appearance undoubtedly made the battle more difficult.

The evil fire raised a playful smile and looked at Zhang Jian provocatively: "Heir of the Armor of Fire, let's have a real fire duel to see who is the expert in playing with fire?"

Zhang Jian snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with an unyielding light: "I have never been afraid of any challenge, and I will not back down from your provocation. Come on, let us speak with strength!"

Faced with the provocation of the evil fire, Zhang Jian showed unprecedented confidence and determination.

The attack of the evil fire was like a violent storm, and the sword slashed down with destructive force. Zhang Jian urgently swung out the flaming sword and tried his best to resist. However, the powerful force pressed down like a mountain, forcing Zhang Jian to grit his teeth, and his body sank slightly due to the huge pressure.

Seeing this, Evil Fire laughed triumphantly, stretched out his body, and kicked Zhang Jian in the waist accurately like a ghost.

Zhang Jian only felt a huge force coming at him, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, with dust flying everywhere.

"Damn it!" Zhang Jian endured the pain, quickly stabilized his body, and swung the flaming knife again, full of anger and unyielding. But the evil fire was like a cat playing with a mouse, easily dodging the blade, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How is it? Are you annoyed?" The voice of the evil fire was full of provocation. "You have become an armored warrior, but you are always beaten. This armor seems to have only brought humiliation and pain to you."

Zhang Jian was furious when he heard this. He roared, and the flames on the flaming sword became even more intense, as if to burn all obstacles to ashes. "Shut up! My glory is not defined by you!"

However, Evil Fire didn't seem to care about Zhang Jian's anger. He flashed again and instantly appeared behind Zhang Jian, whispering: "In fact, you have every chance to get rid of this humiliation. As long as you are willing, you can become the master of true power."

Before he finished his words, Evil Fire swung out a palm with a fierce wind, which suddenly hit Zhang Jian's back.

Sparks flew and Zhang Jian stumbled forward again, but he did not fall down. Instead, he turned around and glared at the evil fire with an unyielding light in his eyes.

"I will not yield to anyone's ridicule and provocation!" Zhang Jian's voice was firm and powerful. "I will use my actions to prove that I deserve this armor. I will become a true warrior!"

After saying that, Zhang Jian took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared for a more intense battle. He knew that only by defeating the enemy in front of him could he prove his worth and win his own glory.

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