The Tokusatsu Era: Starting with Orphnoch

Chapter 165 The New Situation

Upon hearing this, Lufa's dignified face showed no sign of blame.

He raised his hand slightly and said, "Get up. You were able to successfully retrieve the armor summoner before you had even recovered to your normal combat strength. That's already a successful mission!"

After speaking, Lufa reached out and grasped the Gengnu Vajra Pestle beside him, which was radiating a mysterious light, and raised it high, pointing it directly at the top of Shafenta and Sharons' heads.

Immediately afterwards, he began to fully mobilize the surging energy within his body.

In an instant, an incredibly powerful energy surged forth from Lu Fa's body, continuously converging towards the Gengnu Vajra Pestle he gripped tightly in his hand.

A dazzling beam of light suddenly shot out and pierced straight into the bodies of Safinta and Sharons.

In just a short while, an amazing change occurred—Shafinta and Sharons, who were originally heavily injured and weak, were surprised to find that their injuries were healing rapidly, like ice and snow melting away, and the power in their bodies, which had been almost depleted, began to flow back and recover at an astonishing speed.

Before long, the two not only felt full of energy, but their strength had also recovered to about 50% of their peak.

"Thank you for your generous reward, General!" Shafinta and Sharons couldn't hide their excitement and knelt down in unison to express their gratitude.

However, Lu Fa simply waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Alright, no need to say anything more."

"You may all step back immediately and familiarize yourselves with your restored power. When the time is right, each of you may set out to collect more negative energy!"

After saying that, he casually waved to Shafinta and Sharons, signaling them to leave the area quickly.

"General, what about Captain Anmicius's whereabouts?" Sharons asked anxiously, but before he could finish speaking, Shafinta grabbed him and pulled him out of the secret room.

"Don't say things you shouldn't! The general has his own decision, how dare you speak out of turn?" Shafenta scolded in a low voice, while glaring fiercely at Sharons.

Although Sharons was unwilling to be dragged out, he dared not say anything more and could only obediently follow Safinta out of the secret room.

Inside the secret room, only Lu Fa remained, standing quietly in place.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the Gengnu Vajra Pestle in his hand, which radiated a mysterious light, as if deep in thought.

After a long while, Lu Fa slowly raised his head and muttered to himself, "An Mi Xiu, An Mi Xiu, now that you have decided to intervene in this matter, it means that everything can never go back to the way it was before."

"I can no longer turn a blind eye to you!"

"I hope you have thought this through carefully and are clear about the situation you are about to face..." After saying that, Lufa sighed softly, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

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Meanwhile, on the other side, sunlight streamed onto the wide highway, and at the exit of the New York-Texas expressway, a cool motorcycle sped off like a bolt of lightning.

Sitting in the car was Lin Yao. As he drove the motorcycle, he muttered to himself, "It seems that Lu Fa was seriously injured this time."

"I so openly provoked him, and this guy didn't even show his face!"

Thinking of this, Lin Yao couldn't help but shake his head, pondering in his heart how to deal with the situation next.

After a moment, Lin Yao seemed to suddenly remember something, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "However, as long as Lu Fa still needs to rely on absorbing negative energy to restore his strength, he will definitely send out those damned Netherworld Demons to carry out his activities."

"Hmph, you think you can get away with hiding from me? Not so easy!"

After saying that, Lin Yao slammed on the gas pedal, and the motorcycle shot off towards Texas like an arrow.

Before long, Lin Yao arrived in downtown Texas. He casually picked up a newspaper from a newsstand and quickly scanned a news report on it.

When Lin Yao saw the photo of Shagula fighting fiercely with the Vajra Armor, his eyes instantly turned fierce: "Well, so they're all in New York State. No wonder I've been searching for so long in Texas without finding a trace."

"Since you, Lufa, are hiding like a turtle and dare not show your face, then I'll start by taking down your underlings!"

"I'd like to see which corner you can hide in after I've wiped out your entire Netherworld Legion!"

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Inside a private hospital run by the Xu Ting family in the bustling downtown of New York State.

Ouyang Qing was keeping Wu Gang company in a spacious and bright hospital room while he was in a coma.

They sat quietly by the hospital bed, waiting together for Yang Huanying's arrival.

Meanwhile, Xu Ting, who had just completed a physical examination and confirmed that he was fine, went up to the hospital rooftop alone.

A gentle breeze blew across the rooftop. Xu Ting stood by the railing, holding the Flying Shadow Armor Summoner in his hand, but his gaze was somewhat blank as he looked into the distance.

A faint shadow fell over his handsome face, as if he were under immense pressure deep inside.

Even when Ouyang Qing was in the car, he could tell from the expression on Xu Ting's face that the previous battle with An Mixiu had had a significant impact on him.

However, Ouyang Qing is not very familiar with Xu Ting at present, and his expertise is mainly focused on armor combat techniques.

He felt somewhat powerless to offer guidance and comfort to Xu Ting, who was suffering from psychological trauma.

Therefore, he decided to hold back for the time being and patiently wait for Yang Huanying's arrival.

After all, perhaps when everyone gets together, they can communicate better and work together to help Xu Ting get out of his predicament.

But then he thought again, as a cultivator of magic, he hadn't even truly begun to devote himself to his job yet!

But now these three suits of armor—Heaven, Earth, and Man—are in such a terrible state: one suit is still missing and nowhere to be found;

A pair of clothes, cruelly stolen by the Netherworld Demon.

Now only one Flying Shadow Armor Summoner remains.

Faced with such a situation, how could he not be filled with sorrow?