The battle over Mingwang Avenue is still cruelly staged; and the battle in front of the Wangcheng Conference Hall is still going on under the moonlight.
However, at this moment, Qin Wudi, who was the first to pierce the sacrificial altar, was turned into a demon king who had returned from hell under the tyrannical destructive power of the epee Shuangzhe.
Emperor Long Tuo's cruel cultivation of Qin Wudi has indeed brought great benefits to Qin Wudi in a certain way.
At least the will of life and death is clearly beyond the reach of others.
With the absorption of the dragon's essence and blood, Qin Wudi has now truly stood on the threshold of reaching a higher level, and has the possibility of successfully crossing the boundary at any time.
In addition, the enhancement of the dragon's essence and blood to the physical function made Qin Wudi to some extent, in fact, already possessing a high-level tyrannical degree.
And people like Qin Wudi, Su Mu and Maggie can't be compared with ordinary humans at all.
Even in the main altar of the sacrificial society at this time, in addition to the countless mid-level combat power, there are also two high-level knights and a high-level mage.
However, considering any one of them, it was obviously not Qin Wudi's opponent.
And what made the Mystery Society even more desperate was that even though Qin Wudi was the only one who entered the sacrificial ceremony at this time, Qin Wudi didn't fight anyone at all, but instead used his swiftness as an ancient martial knight. , Constantly causing huge riots among the crowd.
Let the subordinates of the sacrificial society of lower realm can only run wildly in wailing.
"Qin Wudi's purpose is not to kill the senior leaders of the sacrificial society, but to lure us out so far, so that Su Mu can collect interest on the empire."
Regarding Qin Wudi's behavior, Yang Zimu naturally saw through the intentions at a glance.
However, seeing through is one thing, but for Su Mu, an indecisive plan, can Yang Zimu really stand by and don't care about the life and death of the people of the sacrificial congregation
"Su Mu's goal is me, I am an extension of the emperor's will, so if Su Mu wants to express his anger towards the empire, he will naturally choose to kill me first."
Yang Zimu quietly looked at the direction of the sacrificial meeting, silently calculating when the helpers would arrive.
Then finally added, a sentence that even the riding commander Sun Lan didn't even think of:
"The primary goal tonight is... If you can kill Su Muqige here, even if we lose all of us, it would be no hesitate; and the secondary goal is... Once it is determined that Su Muqige cannot be killed here, you must as soon as possible. Lead the remaining dragon knights to evacuate quickly."
"Otherwise, with Su Mu's decisive and decisive means, I am afraid that no one of us will be able to leave again. Even if we need to betray me at that time, we definitely don't have the slightest hesitation!"
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As soon as Yang Zimu's words fell, the help-seekers of the sacrificial meeting had already arrived in the empire's garden.
When Yang Zimu saw this, he didn't even listen to what the other party was saying. Instead, he went straight to Mingwang Avenue outside the Bieyuan Gate.
Now that Yang Zimu knew in his heart that tonight was ultimately a contest between Su Mu and the empire, so naturally there was no need for them to hide in a dark corner to fight.
As the most flamboyant genius of the Federation and the extension of the will of the empire... Su Mu and Yang Zimu's liquidation tonight should have been so eye-catching!
Under the scarlet light of the blood moon, on Mingwang Avenue where there is no curfew, there is no pedestrian at all. Whether it's the dragon rider and alchemy armor above your head, or the noise and chaos in the sacrificial altar. Everything shows what kind of night tonight will be.
So when Yang Zimu stood proudly on the street holding the Great Xia Longque, not many people actually discovered his existence. Whether it is the people of the sacrificial congregation who have failed to ask for help, or the residents of the royal capital who have been attracted by the splendor of the sky, everyone has never cared about this imperial will named Yang Zimu!
However, others might ignore his existence, but as Su Mu, who has long been waiting for him to show up on his own, he would never fail to notice the long-awaited figure.
So a figure holding a flame blade, but also quietly walked out of the shadow.
The burning flame blade in the hands of the figure clearly explained his identity, and his face, which had never worn a funny mask, made the empire finally confirmed his survival with his own eyes.
And at this moment, Su Mu didn't wait for Yang Zimu to speak first.
A slightly mocking question, but it has already flowed from Su Mu's own lips and teeth:
"You should know that everything tonight actually started from the imperial capital, and your only chance to escape from here was during the time before you appeared."
Su Mu quietly looked at the man in front of him, but his tone was full of sharp determination.
"But you still came, and appeared in front of me as I expected, so if I guessed correctly... Actually, you still have the intention of wanting me to kill!"
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Seeing that Su Mu's words revealed the ultimate goal of the empire, Yang Zimu did not deny this.
Obviously, the battle that took place in the Peacock King's capital was not just caused by the disputes in the capital, nor was it ignited by the overwhelming power of the great powers.
This is a battle about the origin of cause and effect, and it is also a battle between Su Mu and Yang Zimu that each other's life is a stake, and it is a battle that will ultimately determine the situation of the Peacock Nation.
Su Mu used his own death as a bait to successfully induce the empire to join the battle.
But at this moment, Yang Zimu, who stood in front of him, did not take himself as the price of failure, so Su Mu had to face the test of death.
Therefore, under this situation, the extra words have no meaning.
From the time when the empire tried to wipe out Su Mu, the two parties here had already planted enough enmity, and the only solution was a decisive battle that gambling on each other's lives.
"Then start?"
Yang Zimu gently pulled out the Great Xia Dragonfinch in his hand, making the frosty blade look more abrupt under the brilliance of the blood moon, and then he held his breath to look at Su Mu and made a declaration of war.
"Then let's start!"
Su Mu faintly responded to Yang Zimu's question, the flame blade candle shadow in his hand was more and more boiling, and at this time, only the extremely silent bluestone street was left between Su Mu and Yang Zimu.
Bloody Moon was unintentional, only knowing that it was scattered on the ground indifferently.
Neither represents the desire for blood, nor does it represent the yearning for cruelty.
But a long-standing battle, a battle that will ultimately determine many things, a battle in which both sides have to bet their lives... Finally, it will begin under the moonlight of the royal capital! ()