Chapter 6 Chapter Four: Aita Sacrifice

When Su Mo opened his eyes, there were raging cheers outside. When I woke up, what I saw was the crest of the dragon on the top of the golden tent, swaying slightly in the clear water, the sky and water shrouded from the top of my head, and there was a boundless turquoise water around me—where am I?At that moment, there was a slight trance, but soon he regained his sanity. The endless cheers outside told him: This should be the National Restoration Army camp under the mirror lake. The underwater world he has never been to belongs to the world of sharks. He woke up alone, the golden tent was empty, and he felt pain like Ling Chi, every inch of his body seemed to be splitting apart.Su Mo tried to move his arms, trying to sit up, but found that his whole body was bleeding continuously, and he couldn't control himself at all.He tried a few times, his eyes gradually became angry, and he struggled desperately.

However, the more he struggled, the faster the blood flowed, dyeing the clear water around his body red. Eventually, he slumped down and gave up control of his body.The cheers of the same race surged in my ears—returning to the blue sea, smashing the shackles, returning to the blue sky and blue sea, living a free life...such a magnificent and hopeful oath. He lay silently, looking up at the coat of arms on the top of the golden tent, and suddenly felt as if he had passed away.To the ecstatic clansmen outside, as the Emperor of the Sea, he seemed to be just an outsider watching indifferently.

At one time, it was not without the idea of ​​finding his hometown in his heart, so that in the hundred years since he left Yunhuang, he had set foot in the Seven Seas and visited the Xuanji Islands in the Blue Sea. However, on the already barren ruins, he found nothing. The genocide war that dyed the entire Bi Luohai red destroyed everything.After seven thousand years, the surrounding sea still smelled of blood. Monsters were born in the sea of ​​blood, making waves in the dark night, devouring all the creatures that approached, making this place a sea area full of monsters and evil beasts. , The route known as the "Maritime Silk Road" has long been abandoned, and no one has passed it for thousands of years.

He sat silently on the ruins for three days and three nights, watching the sun and moon rise and set above his head, the sea breeze whistling like weeping, the tide coming and going like a song, he felt desolate in his heart. He is a slave born in the east city of Yecheng. He has never seen the sea since he was a child. Like all mermen, he only dreams about his homeland and homeland repeatedly in his dreams—however, when he pays such a high price to win After "freedom", he went overseas alone to find his homeland, but what he found was just such a nightmare scene. Is this God's retribution for abandoning everything and betraying everything?

——That night, Biluohai was silent.Only the cold moon in the sky and the empty sea saw the beautiful mermaid lying on the ruins and crying bitterly. On the second day, he resolutely left the Xuanji Islands, headed straight for Zhongzhou, and began a century-long practice process.When he left, he didn't look back—maybe for him, from the moment anything or anyone was broken, he would try his best to erase the traces of the other party's existence in his heart. Just like he had deliberately forgotten the past on the top of the White Tower, that is, from that moment on, he erased the word "homeland" in his heart.

Outside the golden tent, the cheers continued, wave after wave, carrying so many dreams, desires and struggles for thousands of years.He knew with what eagerness and ecstasy the people of the clan welcomed the return of the Dragon God and the resurrection of the Sea Emperor, looking forward to the day when they would return to the blue sea and rebuild their hometown. Amidst the cheers of the crowd, he just silently raised his hand, looking at the golden pentagram charm in his palm. Although the spell was completed, the spell was still shining faintly - he just watched silently, his eyes changing slightly.

Fortunately, this preparation was made in advance... In the temple, when Su Nuo was summoned by the demon, he thought that it would be the end of his death together--now it seems that he still survived?He looked at the charm in his palm with a sense of frustration.Another golden pentagram should be flashing quietly on another piece of pure white clothes at this moment, right?That person should be fine, and he has returned to Colorless City safely by now. Blood oozed endlessly from his hands, staining the surrounding water into a faint blood mist. There was a trace of cold sarcasm at the corner of Su Mo's mouth—look... how fragile this body is, it has reached the point where it cannot be healed even with the "time-shrinking" technique!How far can we go from complete collapse and destruction?

He stroked his shattered chest back, and the black light from the wound passed through his fingers. "Arnold," he suddenly laughed, whispering to someone in his body, "let's die together." As if in response to his whisper, the dormant power in his body also fluctuated, as if struggling for death, a crack opened and his body began to split in two. However, at such a juncture of life and death, the water flow suddenly changed, the curtain of the golden tent suddenly lifted, and a golden light flew in, wrapping around his almost decayed body again!The golden dragon supported Sumo's body, and turned around and spit out a spirit bead.The cyan bead seemed to be alive, flying up and down in the water automatically, passing over his wound.

Everywhere in Zhuguang, the wounds on the body began to heal gradually. He couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression—the pure blue colored glaze wishful bead?It turns out that Bi has returned to the camp?But even if he barely maintains his body by relying on wishful beads, what's the point of living like this?What's more, there is such an evil soul hidden in his body! With a look of extreme disgust in his eyes, he tried to break free. "Sumo!" A voice rang out suddenly, running straight in front of him, "You, what's wrong with you?!" Na Sheng stood in front of him at some point, looked at his current appearance, and showed a look of extreme horror on his face that he couldn't hide: "You...how did you become like this? Oh my god...your body is broken !Your hair...your hair...oh my God, what the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Then Sheng, don't point your finger at the Sea Emperor." The Zuo Quan envoy next to him whispered, and pressed her hand pointing at the Sea Emperor—although there was unconcealable shock in his eyes. As if seeing his current appearance in the eyes of the other party, Su Mo suddenly became quiet, and looked down at the end of his own lock of hair - that strand of dark blue hair was winding and floating in the water, but the end had become Off-white!The grayness seems to be alive, and it is slowly spreading towards the roots of the hair at a speed visible to the human eye, and it has a tendency to be completely white overnight.

He lowered his head, and then saw his hands—the cracks on his hands had been quietly healed under the action of the spirit beads.However, the skin on the hands has lost its luster and elasticity invisibly, and gradually looks old. Everything is happening slowly and clearly. He looked at the changes in his body in astonishment, with a dazed expression in his eyes. ——Yes...so that's the case.And it should be. In the past hundred years, the excessive use of the "time reduction" technique has accelerated the flow of time on him.After only living for more than two hundred years, his life has been exhausted.Although he has always used spiritual power to maintain his appearance, but now, under the heavy trauma, he no longer has the strength to maintain it. Dragon God should also know the reasons for these changes, with a look of pity in his eyes, and the spirit beads flew even faster, covering him under the pearl light. "Heh..." He suddenly laughed, looking at the stunned little girl, "Are you happy that I'm dead?" Na Sheng stuttered in surprise: "You, you...how did you die? Aren't you very strong? How could..." "When the time comes, you will die naturally." Su Mo murmured, "Even gods and demons cannot escape death." It's ridiculous... He obtained the power of the Sea Emperor, but he didn't have the opportunity to show this power well-he became the Sea Emperor, but he was overwhelmed by the darkness in his heart, and he could no longer shoulder the great mission entrusted to him.It's ridiculous...how did he get such a finish? He glanced at Sheng, his eyes were cold: "Get out for me." "Wait a minute," Dragon God let out a long moan, and turned to look at the woman standing silently on the other side: "Bi, come here." "Yes!" The female soldier of the Fuguo Army understood the meaning of the dragon god, and immediately stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of the Sumo couch, and held something over her head, "Sea Emperor, my subordinates have completed your order." , bring back the stone box from the White Pagoda’s underground palace. Please check it out!” The stone box was raised in front of him, and Su Mo's eyes suddenly changed. —he knew what was in there. "You don't need to read it," he said lightly, with a cold voice, "Send it directly to Colorless City." Na Sheng's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands joyfully as if he had guessed the answer: "Sure enough! Su Mo, I guess it's the body of the stinky hand inside, right? Have someone dig it out from under the White Pagoda It's out, isn't it!" "Yes." Su Mo frowned and murmured, "Zhen Lan's body has not yet recovered, but she has fought against powerful enemies several times: a few days ago, she repelled the Jinghai regiment, and she fought against Yunhuan Garuda yesterday— I guess he will need to rest for a longer time after returning to Colorless City this time." "That's right." Dragon God whispered, remembering the broken crown prince last night, "He's overdrawn too much." "Before he recovers, the Kongsang people will be dormant in the Colorless City for a period of time..." Su Mo whispered, "Nasheng, during that time, we must break all the Liuhe seals as soon as possible!" Hearing the Liuhe seal, Na Sheng subconsciously looked at his right hand—it was empty. "Where's Huangtian?" Su Mo saw her fingers at the same time, slightly surprised. Na Sheng lowered his head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "He was taken back by...he was taken back by the stinky hands." The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, she pursed her lips, almost crying: "He...he looks down on people too much!" "As long as it's in his hands." Su Mo ignored it, but ordered in a low voice, "Take this stone box and go back—go to Colorless City, open the seal...give it to Zhen Lan." "Oh." Na Sheng nodded honestly. "In this way, there is only one difference between the six seals—the left hand of the seal on the deserted mountain..." Su Mo murmured, his expression becoming increasingly haggard, "as long as all the Liuhe seals are broken, Zhenlan will be able to restore the previous seal. Strength—unfortunately, I can't help you now." Na Sheng looked at him worriedly, hesitant to speak - but in such a short time of conversation, the person in front of him seemed to be getting older again.Such a beautiful face, like fallen leaves in late autumn, emits a fragile golden light in the setting sun, and then withers silently. "You..." She couldn't help standing still, and turned around, "You're not really dead, are you?" Somo stared at her, his eyes gradually became as empty as when she saw them for the first time—the eyes of a real blind person.The Miao girl just felt panicked: Could it be that at this moment, even his ability to maintain his "mind" has begun to decline? "You don't have to ask." But Su Mo just said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you." "Then let me ask on behalf of the princess, is it okay?" Na Sheng stomped her foot, annoyed. "Shut up!" Su Mo suddenly sat up and stared at her with a stern look in his eyes, "Listen to me—if you dare to say anything to her, I'll cut off your tongue! " Frightened by that killing look, Na Sheng took a step back and looked at this man. "Oh... then let's not talk about it." She was a little angry and replied casually. Su Mo closed his eyes, as if he knew what this little girl was thinking, and also knew that her promise was not sincere at all, so he sneered suddenly: "Listen——if you go against my wishes, you will never see Yan Xi's gone." Obviously, this sentence hit her vitals very forcefully, Na Sheng was startled, and put away her hippie smile. There was a sneer on the corner of Su Mo's lips: "As the emperor of the sea, I warn you: as long as you dare to say a word to her, I will make you never see Yanxi." "If you don't say it, don't say it!" Na Sheng finally stomped his feet, ran out angrily, and turned his head to scold, "You think I like to meddle in your business? - Inexplicable bad-tempered guy, he deserves his death!" Su Mo looked at Zuo Quanshi on the side: "Yanxi, take the stone box and go with her to the Colorless City." Yan Xi was startled for a moment, then bowed: "Yes." "After the seal of the White Tower is released, Zhen Lan should give her the Emperor Heaven and let her go to find the last seal—at that time, you can go with her." Su Mo's voice became lower and lower, "There are people in the camp. Long and I are here, and the affairs in the army are temporarily handed over to the elders and Bi. I can't tell the soldiers outside that I am about to fail for the time being, so as not to shake the morale of the army-but the Kukai alliance must be completed... As long as Maaran recovers his strength, So……" He paused, and suddenly there was a faint wry smile in his eyes: As long as Zhenlan recovers his strength, will Yunhuang enter a new era?Heh... Since when did I trust "that person" so much?Shouldn't I and him be natural enemies? "Yanxi, go and catch up with her." Su Mo seemed to have come to his senses, sighed and looked at the sky above the sky, and said in a low voice, "Be together...I order you as a king. " Yan Xi looked at the Sea Emperor on the couch in surprise, knelt down in front of the couch, and said in a low voice, "I respect the Sea Emperor's order." "We mermaids have missed too many things in the past thousand years." Su Mo looked at Bi, then at Yanxi, with a strange smile in his eyes, "So... I hope that from now on, no one will It’s easy to miss it again—soon, everything will be over. We will go back to our hometown..." "Yes." Bi also knelt down following Yanxi, her eyes filled with tears. "Go out..." Neptune ordered weakly, "It's so lively outside." "—Go and cheer for your new birth and your freedom!" After the two subordinates resigned, silence was restored in the golden tent, only the spirit beads were still flying up and down. "Dragon, don't waste your energy in vain." A smile appeared on the corner of Su Mo's lips, "I have overdrawn too much time and strength, and my body has reached its limit—life and death are the way of heaven, and it is foolish to go upstream. " "Impossible!" Long shouted in a low voice: "It's been seven thousand years! It's so easy to break free from the prison and return to Biluohai, how can Haiguo lose their king at this time! You must not fall down at this time! Down!" This is a strict statement, and no one can refute it. Su Mo also didn't speak, closed his eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Really?...Because the people hope that I can survive, and hope that I can lead them back to their hometown - so, I must live on ?” He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a domineering light in his deep blue eyes, and he spoke word by word—— "Unfortunately, from the very beginning, I was not the kind of king you expected." "I don't live for anyone, I only listen to the desire of my heart - I have fought for this complete 'freedom' all my life, and paid a huge price. So, now, I have to make my own choice. " The flying spirit beads paused between his eyebrows, and the Dragon God remained silent for a long time, as if he was also struggling to make a choice in his heart. "Then..." Finally, Dragon God said, "What is your choice?" Su Mo breathed out silently from his chest, feeling that the weakness had eroded into his bone marrow.He stared at the sky and water above his head, and an elusive smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips—— "My choice? Long, call the Aita priestess for me..." - A golden light suddenly flashed across the altar of the Fuguo Army camp under the mirror lake.The undercurrent was turbulent, and countless aquatic plants avoided it one after another, revealing a small door under the altar. The golden light just flashed, then swept into the back of the small door, condensed on the ground, and turned into a dragon. As soon as the door was closed, the place under the altar was once again trapped in a closed and cold atmosphere—no one had ever entered this place through the ages. Who would have thought that behind such a small door, there was a surprisingly large space hidden. The huge secret room was dark except for a small white candle. Under the candle, a slender figure sat cross-legged. The man quietly crawled in the deepest part of the darkness, with only one white candle lit by his side.She lowered her head, her long dark blue hair fell to the ground like algae, she was wearing a strange red dress, the hem of the dress dragged on the ground for a length of one foot, making that person seem to be sitting on a burning flame superior. The moment the Dragon God darted in, she quietly raised her head and bowed gracefully: "God, after seven thousand years, I finally see you again." Long looked at her in the dark, under the faint white candlelight, her forehead was clean and wise, and there was a faintly thrilling familiarity in that outline, like the shadow of fate.She raised her head and looked at the deity peacefully, so it saw her strange eyes—these were a pair of flame-like eyes that did not belong to the people of the Sea Country. "Minghuo." Long murmured, with a soft expression in his eyes, looking at the woman sitting in the dark.A golden light flashed, already coiling around her side.The dragon lowered his head slightly, and touched her top center—her body turned out to be hot, completely different from the ice-coldness of ordinary sharks, as if a fire was burning silently in her body. The dragon god looked at the woman in red, and was pleased: "Female priest, have you come out of the mourning tower?" "Yes." She looked up at the god, with a sad and joyful expression on her face, and once again bowed respectfully and gracefully, touching its golden scales with her forehead: "God, no matter how the sea changes, the fire will return by your side." At that moment, a gleam of crystal light flashed in the dragon god's moon-like wise and deep eyes. "It's really hard for you..." Dragon God murmured, "After Chunhuang died in battle seven thousand years ago, I was trapped in the Abyss of Cangwu again——I've heard about what happened after you." The god of the sea country lowered his head and patted her frail shoulders with his tail, seemingly silently comforting her. "Chunhuang...Chunhuang, is he really dead?" Ming Huo raised his head, as if he wanted to cry, but in the end there were no tears—maybe, it was because of the power of the flame in his body that all the tears had been burned away. Dry? ——This red-clothed woman is called "Ai Pagoda Maiden Sacrifice" by the people of Haiguo. The Aita family is the noble bloodline second only to the Sea Emperor in the sea kingdom, and their fief is located in the angry sea in the northwest of the Xuanji Islands. This is an extremely honorable family, hereditary the position of the priestess, mastering the power of fire, the status in the sea kingdom is only below the sea emperor, comparable to the Naga family who are named warriors.In addition to serving the Dragon God, the priest is also responsible for many important tasks in the sea: divination and prediction of good and bad luck, holding ceremonies, and even the final confirmation of the next sea emperor. Seven thousand years ago, Kongsang's army invaded Biluohai for the first time, and Haiguo fought back. It was the warrior god Naga and the priestess Minghuo who joined forces to fight, and finally drove the six invaders back to Yunhuang. However, Emperor Xingzun followed and conquered Bi Luohai with the long sword in his hand. After several months of fierce fighting with that eternal emperor, Haiguo finally lost. Seeing that the blue sea became a sea of ​​blood, and the mermaids were about to be wiped out, the female priest Ming Huo ran back to the mourning tower where she practiced on a daily basis, knelt down in front of the gods and made a wish, hoping that the gods in the nine heavens would be saved. The blood and power of the Sea Emperor kept the Sea Kingdom from being annihilated.After praying, he threw himself into the fire without hesitation. At that moment, the "gods" in the nine heavens were alarmed, and finally stretched out a hand of protection from the sky. After conquering Biluohai, Emperor Xingzun's army once boarded the Ai Pagoda.However, there is nothing in the so-called holiest tower in the sea kingdom. There are only traces of burning fire on the four walls, but there is no dry bone to be seen. When the army was preparing to search further, the sea was suddenly turbulent. The fleet that was parked near Aita was overturned by the terrible waves in an instant, and it seemed that flames ignited from the bottom of the calm sea, burning up the invaders' huge boats.Only a few soldiers escaped back. Looking back, they were shocked to see that the sea was intertwined with red and black, and the waves kept moving like hills, smashing all the ships that entered the waters around Aita. After the Battle of Sea and Sky ended, that piece of sea became a forbidden area, and was called the "Raging Sea" by all sea merchants.There are rumors that the soul of the female priest Minghuo has merged into this sea. Because of the subjugation of the country, she is angry and sad day and night, so the waves here are so violent that there is no boat to cross. However, no one knows that the priestess who set herself on fire seven thousand years ago did not actually die.After calling out the gods, as a price, the priestess was sealed in that lonely mourning tower for thousands of years.Her life was stopped, and she was just silently waiting for the Sea Emperor to be resurrected and the Dragon God to vacate the Cangwu Abyss. She is isolated from the world and cannot take a step out of the Tower of Sorrow, but she can see everything in the world through the water mirror, and pass on the prophecy to the surviving people in the seven seas through the sea wind—she prophesied: the blood of the Sea Emperor has not been cut off, The man with the dragon totem on his back will surely become the new king of the sea kingdom, and the mermaid clan will return to the blue sea and blue sky one day. Her prophecy has been passed down like the wind among the clansmen for seven thousand years, and it has become the source of the spiritual power that the sharks never give up from generation to generation, making the belief in the desire for freedom burn like a spark in the hearts of the slaves. Finally, after 7,000 years, in the 91st year of Cangliu, the new king of Haiguo was born on Qingshui. There was a huge roar and echo in the seven seas. She opened her eyes in the distant mourning tower, and the spell of seven thousand years ago was instantly broken. However, the moment she opened her eyes, she knew that her king was dead. Although the "God" in the Nine Heavens had granted her wish, Chunhuang was still dead after all... the king who had smiled at her peacefully in the depths of the blue sea, and the king who piously asked her about her fate in front of the astrolabe , the king who didn't want to be the emperor but was forced to the jade throne by fate—His Royal Highness Chunhuang who she swore to serve at all costs had died seven thousand years ago. It turns out that there are times when God can’t do it. The fire in her body seemed to be burning all the time, scorching her body and mind, and drying up the last tear in her heart. "Dragon God, although Chunhuang is dead, Minghuo's mind has not changed." She said quietly, as if she had made a final decision, "Minghuo woke up with the only purpose to help the clansmen, in the ruins of Biluohai Rebuild the sea kingdom." The Dragon God looked at the female priest kneeling in red in front of him speechlessly, and said in a deep voice, "Female priest, the new Emperor of the Sea wants to see you." "Yes." Ming Huo bowed his head to accept the order, but there was an unbearable gleam in his eyes. ——It has been seven thousand years, what is the successor of Chunhuang, the new Sea Emperor who has emerged from another world, what exactly does he look like? The clear water separates and reunites, and in the golden tent, the tassels at the four corners float with the undercurrent.And the man lying on the couch silently looked at everything around him expressionlessly, his eyes were gloomy and empty. Ming Huo only took one look at him, and then showed a shocked expression—too much alike! With exactly the same face and facial features, at that moment, she almost thought that Chun Huang had been resurrected again. However, when his eyes turned around, she knew she was wrong—that kind of eyes seemed to hide invisible cold needles, cold and strange, which could pierce the darkest part of people's hearts with one glance, and pure Huang's peaceful and tolerant expression was completely out of place. "Ming Huo Maiden?" The person on the couch opened his mouth and called her name in a low voice. "Greetings to the Emperor of the Sea." She knelt down in front of the couch, held his cold hands, bowed down respectfully, and stamped the cold Ten Commandments on her lips, "It's been seven thousand years, please allow me...to feel your presence. " Su Mo didn't move, feeling that the lips printed on the back of his hand were as hot as a fire. "You must have suffered a lot," she said in a low voice, "on the eve of the destruction of the sea kingdom, I used a divination. The blood of the next sea emperor will be born in seven thousand years, and lead us back to freedom—but, that will It's a painful process." She looked up at him: "For you, everything begins after the end." Those words echoed in his ears, making Su Mo stunned—isn't this the verdict that the Miao girl wrote for him in the snow in Muztag?So... as early as seven thousand years ago, his fate was engraved on the astrolabe of the ancient night? He looked at the priestess, and suddenly looked a little mocking: "You, can you see my future?" "If you can see my future," Su Mo said coldly, "you should know——I'm going to die soon." "Neptune!" Ming Huo exclaimed in disbelief, "This is wrong! It shouldn't be like this!" "What shouldn't be?" There was a trace of cold sarcasm at the corner of Haihuang's mouth. "You shouldn't die at this moment!" Ming Huo raised his eyes and looked at the sky above the water color, as if he had also noticed the change of the stars, his face was pale, "No, no, this is wrong...why did your stars move What is the star that is parallel to your star? It shouldn't be like this...I want to see the astrolabe!" "You don't need to read it." Su Mo laughed out loud, stood up from the couch and looked at her, saying every word—— "Minghuo Maiden... Let me tell you, the so-called fate has been changed in my hands. If you think you can see through the meaning of my existence seven thousand years ago, then you are very wrong .” The female priest in red was stunned on the spot, seeing the light in the deep blue eyes of the new sea emperor, she couldn't help trembling slightly. ——What does this feel like?So evil and fierce, reckless and strong, sweeping over everything like a gust of wind, he can actually ignore fate and reincarnation!Is this person really the successor of Chunhuang? "Then you summoned me because..." she murmured. "It's to borrow your strength." Su Mo suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her closer to him, and stared at her coldly, "I disrupted the entire astrolabe with the Star Soul Blood Oath—the Lady of the Fire, Your only responsibility is to help me clean up this chaotic situation... Do you understand?" The cold hand clasped her hot wrist, and gradually tightened. He silently conveyed all the thoughts in his heart to the priestess through his thoughts.Ming Huo stared at the pair of blue eyes in astonishment, suddenly understood what the Sea Emperor meant, and gradually trembled all over his body. "Sacrifice, after everything is done..." Su Mo raised his eyes and stared quietly at the top of the golden tent where the waves of light were rippling, like a dream.His body is silently decaying, but his voice is as light as a dream—— "Let me sleep in the sea." ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― This night, for everyone in the imperial capital, was as long as a nightmare from which they could not wake up. Countless flames fell from the sky, like grand fireworks never seen since the founding of the country.However, what fell from the sky was a burning life—the Ice Tribe thought that the Tianzheng Legion, which was invincible across the sky, suffered a tragic loss overnight. More than 800 elite fighters from the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions Only less than six hundred survived. No one fell asleep in the entire imperial capital, and everyone fled from their homes to the streets, crowding each other, scrambling to escape - the imperial guards who were watching the night could not maintain order at all, and the raging crowd began to flee desperately in fear and panic. The forbidden city began to rush out, fleeing the center of the flames of war all the way, and rushing towards the outside. Forbidden City, Imperial City, Iron City, the city gates that no one dared to cross half a step before were pushed open by the terrified people.No matter whether it is the elites in the Forbidden City or the nobles in the Imperial City, they fled violently into the iron city at the outermost edge of the Imperial City, mingled with those craftsmen, and looked at the Imperial City in horror. The battle over the center. Blood, screams, and flames burned all over the Garan Imperial Capital in the dark night. Songs and dances have been peaceful for a hundred years, and everyone in the imperial capital is no longer familiar with this turbulent scene of war, and they can only tremble in it.The white pagoda that had stood for a thousand years collapsed, and the Cangliu nobles could not help but look pale as they stared at the cloud-like underworld army in the void, and the golden dragon that shuttled like lightning. Under the night, the huge Garuda Garuda rests on the broken white pagoda, with a golden luster that does not belong to the world.Many Cangliubing tribe knelt down and cried bitterly, praying for the supreme wise man to bless this country, and let this artifact comparable to gods and demons take off at this moment to meet those intruders——However, Garuda stopped at There, motionless. Everyone thought that this would be a night of destruction. Fortunately, no matter how long the night is, it will eventually come to an end. At the moment when a golden lightning shot down from the sky, the Garuda Garuda finally roared up! - The moment the daylight shot out from behind the thin clouds, the night that shrouded the imperial capital was driven away. The Underworld Legion hurriedly withdrew in an instant, leaving only the Zhengtian Legion in the midair.The golden Garuda hovered over the imperial capital like a floating cloud, casting a huge shadow on the ground of the imperial capital.The battle came to an abrupt end, and without the commander's order, hundreds of Falcons suddenly lost their minds. The soldiers looked around and subconsciously approached the silent golden Garuda. The huge golden bird stopped at a height of ten thousand feet, summoning a power beyond the limit of the world to everyone in the imperial capital. Regardless of the sky and the earth, all soldiers and people are dazzled by it. A Wind Falcon roared up, shuttled steadily and skillfully through the team, sending out various messages along the way, gradually bringing the disorganized team back to its place.The Feng Falcons that remained after the war flew in an orderly manner under the leadership, and gradually regrouped into the nine branches.The silver-white Feng Falcon took the lead and landed on the Longshouyuan in the Forbidden City of the Imperial Capital. The cabin opened, and a tall young man jumped to the ground. "Major General Fei Lian!" The person at the front exclaimed, "Look, that's Major General Fei Lian!" The nobles of Iron City who fled gave a cheer, and turned back to the Forbidden City one after another.Major General Fei Lian, one of the two soldiers in the army, came back and led the army to defeat the invaders, which reassured everyone in the imperial capital. Among the stream of people re-entering the Forbidden City, there was only one young girl who stood still in a daze. "Mo'er! Let's go!" The noble lady turned around and grabbed her wrist, dragging her on the road eagerly, "Go back to the mansion in the Forbidden City! Do you want to stay in this iron city full of untouchables?" "No, mother," Mingmo's eyes were strange, "Look...look..." The girl's bright eyes looked at the sky for a moment, and the huge golden machine covered the sky like a floating cloud.Ming Mo stared blankly for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed in ecstasy: "Yun Huan...it's Yun Huan! He is not dead! Look, he is standing on the wing!" She opened her arms recklessly and ran towards the cloud in the sky: "Yun Huan!" Mrs. Luoxiu stood in the crowd, looked up at the Garuda Garuda hanging high above the imperial capital, and suddenly there was a deep thought in her eyes—is the person in Garuda actually Yun Huan? ?The Pojun Major General who was supposed to die in prison actually escaped!What kind of power did he gain? Not only escaped from Shengtian, but also became the owner of Garuda Garuda! Ming Mo shouted loudly while running ecstatically.As if hearing her voice, Fei Lian suddenly turned around, squeezed his way out of the crowd, and grabbed her. "Mingmo, you can't go!" He stopped sharply, "You can't go to him!" "Why!" Ming Mo didn't listen at all, struggling angrily, "Look, he's not dead...he's alive!" "He's not dead, but it's worse than dead!" Fei Lian yelled, pinching her arm, "He's crazy! Po Jun is crazy, you know? He turned into a devil! He knocked down The White Tower, bloodbathed the Senate and killed your patriarch, Mrs. Aunt Wu! Do you know?" Fei Lian refused to let her go, angrily scolded, "You wake me up!" "I don't care!" Ming Mo retorted equally fiercely, pushing away her fiancé's hand, "Everyone in this imperial capital wants to kill him, even if he kills the entire imperial capital, he should! I don't care if he hits the White Tower or not. All I know is that he's alive—as long as he's alive, I'll go find him!" "You're crazy!" Fei Lian looked at her in horror, not believing that this innocent girl would say such words. "Leave me alone! I'm not your fiancée—you have Bi, I have Yun Huan, they have nothing to do with each other!" Ming Mo looked at him without flinching.Fei Lian felt a pain in his heart.At that moment, he remembered that when Bi left him, she had the same firm and unhesitating expression—these women...sometimes blind love can be almost as firm as the belief in the restoration of the country. He let go of his hand dejectedly, and took a step back. Ming Mo gradually recovered from the excitement, and felt a little surprised: "I'm sorry, Fei Lian." After all, this person has helped herself and Yun Huan so much, how could she speak to him in such a tone? "You will regret it if you go..." Fei Lian smiled wryly, "You don't know what kind of devil he has become." "I don't regret it." Ming Mo retorted firmly, "I'm not afraid of any devils, this emperor is already full of devils—if it wasn't for those devils, how could Yun Huan be forced to that point!" "..." Fei Lian was speechless again. "Forget it, let her go." Suddenly someone beside him spoke up and smoothed things over. "Mrs. Luoxiu!" Fei Lian lost his voice, and found that the one standing beside him was Ming Mo's mother. "Go." Mrs. Luo Xiu nodded meaningfully to her daughter, "I know you always want to go to his side." "Thank you mother, thank you mother!" Ming Mo was overjoyed, and immediately flew away with her skirt in hand, like a beautiful deer disappearing in the vast sea of ​​people. Fei Lian looked at this noble lady who suddenly changed her attitude in surprise, as if she understood something, she fell silent. "Major General Fei Lian... I'm really sorry," Mrs. Luo Xiu turned to him politely, nodded, took out something from her bosom and carefully handed it over, "I keep this thing with me all the time... now It seems that it is better to return it to Your Excellency." Fei Lian's complexion changed when he saw the exquisite gold-sprinkled red note - it was written by the elders of the Wulang clan and the Wugu clan when the marriage was arranged a few months ago. "Does Madam want to call off the engagement?" He said coldly. "It's a bit shy to speak at this time, but this concubine really means it." Mrs. Luoxiu held her breath, and she just stood in the chaotic flow of people and said to her future son-in-law, "Mo'er's thoughts Major General Fei Lian must be very clear about the fact that he has been elsewhere all the time... I have also figured it out, this matter can't be forced, I'd better listen to my daughter's wishes." Fei Lian looked at this beautiful lady, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't hide the sneer that flashed across his eyebrows. ——People say that Mrs. Luoxiu is slick and skillful, but now it seems to be true.In the past, Wu Lang's family was noble and powerful, so they were indeed good candidates for marriage.But now that the situation has changed drastically, the Senate has been shattered overnight, and the top ten elites are about to face a new round of reshuffle. At this moment, it is indeed a quick and smart choice to resolutely abandon the original marriage contract and seek another job. He took the Geng sticker without saying a word, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and countless golden red paper scraps fell down. "That's it, thank you, Mr. Fei Lian." Mrs. Luo Xiu smiled slightly and bowed to salute. "Ma'am, please be careful too." He walked away with a flick of his sleeves, leaving a cold sentence, "Po Jun is definitely not a good friend." The crowd rushes past him.Those aristocrats who abandoned their homes and fled to save their lives, felt safe after the war at sunrise was quelled, so they did not want to stay in Iron City for a moment.Among the crowd returning to the city in ecstasy, only Madam Luo Xiu stood still, her eyes were calm and far-reaching, as if she had seen a farther place than these people in front of her. Pojun... What kind of situation will the Pojun, which re-ignited in the blood and fire last night, bring the empire?Everyone in this imperial capital owed him and committed numerous crimes—including her.When he returned to the human world and mastered such a huge power, she couldn't imagine what kind of revenge he would take! Fortunately, Mo'er has always been loyal to him, so at this moment, she has left a way out. "Ma'am." A hand reached out and held the hand of the absent-minded man, "It's time to go." Subconsciously, she was led out a few steps, raised her head, and saw the blue-haired merman boy.Everyone beside her was running in one direction, only Ling stayed by her side all the time, raising his hand to block the rushing people for her.He had bruises on his arms and face—marks from being bumped while protecting her as he fled through the crowds. She looked at the handsome boy, and felt his cold fingers warm gradually in her palm. "Why are you still here?" Mrs. Luoxiu was stunned—she deliberately didn't call Shang Ling when she led her clansmen to escape from the mansion, in order to give him a chance to leave with his clansmen...how come now? , is he still here?You must know that once the turmoil is over, it will be very difficult to leave the imperial capital. Ling didn't speak, just looked at her: "I have nowhere to go." He slowly clenched her hand, Madam Luo Xiu was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to pull out her hand, but was suddenly held tightly and could not move an inch.She looked at the merman boy opposite in amazement, as if she understood something from his eyes, her face paled instantly. "Ling, don't you want to leave me?" she whispered. "Yes, ma'am." "Then," Mrs. Luoxiu gasped, raised her other hand and pressed it on her heart, as if she was trying her best to restrain some surging emotions, her face was pale, and she raised her head to stare into the green eyes of the other party, " Ling... do you love me?" The hand holding her trembled for a moment, and then slowly let go. Ling took a step back and looked at her with indescribable eyes, as if sad, but also as happy.His lips trembled, unable to answer, he walked a few steps towards the crowd, as if he wanted to escape from the invisible barrier of this moment.However, the moment he was about to turn around, a pair of hands stretched out from behind, desperately hugging him tightly. "Ling, Ling!" She whispered his name tremblingly, as if she wanted to suffocate the merman boy. At that moment, race, class, age, identity...all the shackles of the secular world no longer exist.The sudden military chaos made this moment, the woman from the noble family and the merman slave embraced each other on Suzaku Street, forgetting everything outside of them. In the turbulent imperial capital, the flow of people fleeing in a hurry around them never stopped for this selfless couple. However, the picture at that moment is frozen into eternity. ―――――――――――― On the morning of December 13th, Cangliu calendar ninety-two years, after a night of fierce fighting, Kongsang's army withdrew.The Garuda Garuda was born out of nowhere, shocking the entire imperial capital.Major General Yun Huan of the Pojun walked out of Garou Luonei, his figure, which had been tortured and maimed, was still light and vigorous.The morning sun covered him with pure gold armor. He stood on Garuda's huge golden wings, overlooking the people who looked up at him in the imperial capital, and the ruined Garan White Pagoda was under his feet. He didn't open his mouth to speak, but just raised his finger to point to nine directions, and Garuda then echoed nine golden lights - where it landed, everything turned into dust. Such terrifying power made all the nobles in the imperial capital terrified and dared not look up. Finally, when he turned his fingers and coldly pointed to the ground under his feet, all the people who looked up uttered an exclamation in unison, fell to their knees trembling all over, and prostrated themselves at his feet. "Pojun, Pojun!" A panicked voice resounded through the sky. Yes, as long as the person above the nine heavens flicks his fingers, this imperial capital will be wiped out! "Bend your knees to me," Garuda uttered a loud voice, low and majestic, "and you will be safe!" Under such appalling destructive power, crowds of people knelt down one by one. Looking around, the entire streets of the imperial capital were covered with the backs of prostrate people.However, among the crowd crawling all over the ground, there was only a white shadow standing proudly, looking directly at the person covered with golden light in the nine heavens. Fei Lian, who had led the army to fight against the Kongsang Mingling Legion, stood on the ground, staring at Yun Huan standing in the sky, his eyes slowly changing.Yes... yes, that is God of Destruction! This god-like person is no longer Yun Huan, but a demon who destroys everything! With just a snap of his fingers, he can turn this imperial capital into a sea of ​​flames, and turn this Yun Huang upside down! Uncle, uncle... Although he is definitely not his opponent right now, I promised you that I will never let this guy drag the entire empire to the brink of destruction again, and never let this Yunhuang fall into disaster because of him again! Fei Lian didn't speak, and the soldiers beside him were also silent.Those people showed mixed expressions of awe and hesitation on their faces, looking at their general - Fei Lian, who had been in the army for many years, was born noble and tough, and treated his subordinates with kindness and power, so he was always highly regarded by everyone.Even at this moment, when such drastic changes are approaching, there are still some soldiers who still trust and obey him, and dare not immediately surrender to Yun Huan, waiting for his decision. "Yun Huan..." He gritted his teeth and suddenly turned around, "Let's go! Go to Yecheng!" As if seeing the rebel on the earth, a golden light suddenly burst out from the Garuda, shooting towards Fei Lian.However, before the golden light arrived, Fei Lian had already nimbly jumped onto a lovebird. The silver shadow roared up, swiftly dodged the pursuit, fled towards the south in an instant, and disappeared into the sky of the imperial capital. "Let's go!" The surrounding soldiers hesitated for a moment, some of them jumped onto the Feng Falcon and followed them away. The other part of the soldiers hesitated for a while, and they went a little late. Before Feng Falcon left the sky above the imperial capital, the golden light shot from behind like arrows, turning those Feng Falcon and the soldiers inside into fireballs! The people on the ground raised their heads in horror, watched those fireballs fall, and couldn't help but exclaimed. "Lower your heads!" The golden light suddenly shone above their heads, and Garuda made a loud voice, resounding in the sky above the imperial capital, "Sinners, how can you use your dirty eyes to look up at the sky! - in front of me, Lower your humble heads!" The golden light swept across the city, and those who had not had time to crawl down fell to the ground screaming, blood flowing like a river.Evil makes people tremble, but power makes them look up, unable to control their knees to kneel weakly. "Pojun..." Pressing their faces on the cold stone ground, everyone tremblingly recited these two words in their hearts. A bloody era is coming.