MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 51 - 51 51 Tuzhui City Turmoil Resurfaces

51: Chapter 51 Tuzhui City Turmoil Resurfaces 51: Chapter 51 Tuzhui City Turmoil Resurfaces The gaze turned back to Lu Hong’s side, where a group of people had successfully arrived in front of the Yixiang Building through the teleportation portal opened by the scroll.

For the sudden appearance of a batch of young men, the old madam of the Yixiang Building was quite startled.

However, she had seen her fair share of big waves and was no stranger to guests who specifically teleported in for pleasure, but she had never seen such a brazen group before.

Judging by their numbers, there were at least three hundred of them — the girls in the building were certainly not enough to go around!

“Ah, dear guests, please come inside, come inside!” Not enough was not enough, but she needed to retain the customers, for they were all Gold.

“Nian Ketuo!” Mrs.

Hill was the first to explode.

Although she was over fifty years old, she still had a youthful heart.

How could this be a place for their group of students?!

“Uh…” The elderly man awkwardly smiled and said, “Sorry, this must have been the dragon’s own decision on the coordinates, it has nothing to do with me.” The elderly man was also concerned about his reputation, so he directly threw the blame on the white dragon.

“Hmph!

Let’s go!” With a cold snort, Mrs.

Hill took her surviving students from the academy and turned away.

Mrs.

Xia Babasan didn’t say a word and directly followed Mrs.

Hill’s steps.

“We should go too.” The dean of the academy patted Lock Fan on the shoulder, signaling him to withdraw his curious and longing gaze, and led the students of Kains Academy away as well.

Only the elderly man was left standing at the entrance, wanting to go in but embarrassed by the dozens of students following him, finally leaving sheepishly.

“Hey, why are you all leaving?

Come in and have fun, our girls here are wonderful, we even have elven girls!” The old madam cried out urgently as she saw such a large group of customers departing.

Elves?

The elderly man secretly noted this in his heart, thinking it wouldn’t be too late to come back when the moon was dark and the wind was high.

After leaving the Yixiang Building, Lu Hong and his companions casually settled into a rather luxurious inn, since the plump dean still had some money.

“Dean, where are we?” Lock Fan asked, puzzled after settling most of the students.

“This is Tuzhui City, still a good distance from the imperial capital, probably a month’s journey away,” the plump dean replied helplessly.

That elderly man was really unreliable, the dean lamented as he glanced at another place marked on the scroll he had bought.

Judging from the data, it seemed to be another city, perhaps not much different from this destination.

“So, are we heading back to the academy together now?” Lu Hong asked.

The dean shook his head, “You go on your own, I still have some matters to take care of.

Since you’ve already escaped from hell, you are basically safe within the empire’s borders.

Rest assured, the environment in the empire is very good, with hardly any robbers or bandits.”

Saying this, the dean handed a large bag of Gold coins to Lu Hong: “Take this money and distribute it among the students.

Let them buy whatever they want — consider it a public-funded trip.”

“Alright, alright, alright.

You do your thing, I’ll take care of the people,” Lu Hong understood what the fat man meant by giving him the money to manage – it was his way of asking him to take charge.

“I’m relieved it’s in your hands.” The dean chuckled, pleased as he left the inn.

“Tugu…” Seeing the dean leave, Lock Fan looked at Lu Hong with a twisted expression, seeming to have something he was embarrassed to say.

From Lock Fan’s looks towards the Yixiang Building earlier, Lu Hong had already guessed what it was.

“Here, take it.” Lu Hong could understand and immediately took out a handful of Gold coins, stuffing them into Lock Fan’s hands.

“Tugu!

No more words, you’re officially my brother from now on!” Lock Fan was overjoyed, grabbing the money and running off in a flash.

“How old are you, always thinking of such messy things?” Lu Hong spat annoyed but decided to go back to his room and enjoy a hot bath instead.

Lying in the bathtub, Lu Hong sank into deep contemplation.

He had already reached level twelve, the pinnacle of his First Transition Profession.

But as for a breakthrough to the Second Transition, he had no clue at all.

Normally, advancement would require a visit to the Holy Temple for blessings, relying on the guidance of the Heavenly God to successfully advance to the chosen profession.

But the Warrior Temple had closed down!

Without the Holy Temple, how was he to seek blessings for a career change?

He had discussed this issue in private with the old man, who had told him it was up to fate.

Without the blessings of the War God, matters like career changes had to be handled according to fate.

The meaning of fate was to advance directly without relying on the Holy Temple, but without the Holy Temple, the career advancement path you attained would be beyond your control, randomly leaning towards a profession and then advancing.

The old man had initially aimed to advance to the defensive Warrior, the Steel Guardian, but had the bad luck to end up as the Great War Master.

The old man was indifferent since he had few Skills to learn anyway.

But for Lu Hong, if his Second Transition profession wasn’t the Angry Blood Warrior, then his mastery of Skills would truly lose its edge.

Although he also knew skills of other warrior professions, he had never unleashed them.

After transitioning, he definitely wouldn’t handle them as smoothly as his previous in-game professions.

I must advance to Angry Blood Warrior!

Lu Hong thought it over and over, and there was only one way.

Initially, he hadn’t wanted to transition to Angry Blood Warrior because this profession’s second transition skills completely lacked defense, and it had often been used as a standard for measuring output among various professions in the game.

For example, a Knight announced to the world after slaughtering an Angry Blood Warrior: “Just killed an Angry Blood Warrior in 10.5 seconds.”

Then came a flurry of comments, like a Fire Mage who took only 3.2 seconds, a Thief who took 7.5 seconds, and so on, a pile of reported data.

With such a universally disrespected profession, naturally, Lu Hong didn’t want to become one of them, but a mission had compelled him to transition passively.

And the location of this mission was the same one where Lu Hong first returned to Green Tower wanting to ask Danni.

Never mind it now, can’t find Danni anyway, might as well take advantage of the funded trip and scout around first.

As for entering, Lu Hong didn’t dare think about it right now because that place was filled with long-held grudges of vengeful spirits.

Without a Divine Punisher accompanying him, there was no way to defeat those spirits.

Not even sure what level that elf girl Miaomiao is now.

After all, Lu Hong shouldn’t rely on Miaomiao; she doesn’t have his cheat to level up by killing monsters.

By the time she transitions to the second level, the seasonal vegetables would have gone cold.

Why did the Warrior Temple collapse?

Could it be because of no payments?

Lu Hong mumbled and gradually fell asleep; the bathtub had a Magic Array for heating, so he wasn’t afraid of the water getting cold.

Of course, the cold water wouldn’t give Lu Hong a cold, after all, he was a man carrying the Lionheart royal bloodline.

If he got sick from a cold bath, that would indeed be a disgrace to the Lionheart bloodline.

While Lu Hong was asleep, let us talk about his Lionheart bloodline.

Actually, Lu Hong didn’t understand much about the Beastmen’s bloodline.

After all, he had never encountered it before, as could be seen from the forced promotion at the Demon Tribe last time; he completely lacked control over his bloodline powers.

Up to now, he hadn’t even learned a single bloodline skill.

Although the Lionheart bloodline was powerful, the biggest help it offered him was providing strong magic resistance, moderate physical resistance, a permanent recovery BUFF, and of course, strength and stamina twice that of a normal person, that’s all.

And this “that’s all” gave him the confidence to challenge the Second Transition profession.

Who knows how long it was, Lock Fan kicked open Lu Hong’s room door, abruptly waking him from his deep sleep.

“Have you lost your mind?!” Lu Hong said angrily, putting on his bathrobe.

“Not good, Tuzhui City has erupted in riots!” Lock Fan was extremely panicked.

Riots?

How could that be?

But Lock Fan wouldn’t lie, “Slow down, explain clearly what exactly happened.”

“Just now, while I was lingering in front of Yixiang Building, I noticed a large armed force rush into the streets and clash with the local guards, and even a group of guards joined the external armed forces attempting to seize control of Tuzhui City,” Lock Fan explained what he saw.

Lingering in front of Yixiang Building?

Lu Hong glanced outside at the sky, for God’s sake, it’s already midnight, what a lustful yet cowardly guy Lock Fan is!

He had been out since the afternoon and hadn’t dared to enter even by midnight?

Clearly, Lock Fan realized Lu Hong’s focus was somewhat off and quickly said, “The moment I saw them clash, I rushed back.

Tuge, what should we do now?”

“Why worry?

Although our dean is gone, the other three deans of the academies are still here.

Third Transition…

powerful ones, ah, how could Tuzhui City possibly be occupied?”

No sooner had Lu Hong spoken than a roar burst from the distant sky, “Adelia, go to hell!”

Then a blaze of fire shot up into the sky, lighting up the entire city.

“To actually meet you here?

It’s like finding needles in a haystack, effortlessly found,” the woman named Adelia laughed unrestrainedly, her joy even more unabated upon spotting the figures of the elderly and Hild.

“Let’s go out and fight, otherwise Tuzhui City will be gone,” Adelia suggested.

Then ten figures tore through the sky, leaving behind a colorful rainbow of light.

“Uh…” Lu Hong rubbed his eyes again.

Yes, I saw it right, ten figures.

Only three principals, three against seven, isn’t that a sure loss?

“Maybe we should just run for it!” Lock Fan suggested.

“Good idea, quickly wake the students, let’s hit the road.” Lu Hong grabbed his great sword, and since Adelia and Shabasang began clashing, the sound of fierce combat slowly traveled from afar, suggesting that Tuzhui City’s defenders were being pushed back.

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