The Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 131: Son of Heaven (Eighteen)

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The city gate is broken.

No one expected it to be so easy, not even the soldiers attacking the city. The soldiers of the Liang Kingdom effortlessly captured this supposedly impregnable place. It didn't look like they were fighting, but rather like they were tearing down a paper city wall.

The soldiers of the Liang Kingdom were suspicious, but they were also prepared to be resisted by the people of the Yuan Kingdom.

This resistance alone would probably kill one-tenth or even more people. The Yuan Kingdom appeared to be quite prosperous to the outside world, which meant that the people had a strong sense of belonging to it, and their hatred for these invaders from the Liang Kingdom became even stronger.

But the soldiers of the Liang Kingdom once again miscalculated. The people of the Yuan Kingdom just stared at them without blinking, and the resistance was almost non-existent.

In fact, the soldiers of the Liang Kingdom felt that there was no hatred in the eyes of the Yuan Kingdom people staring at them. They were simply worried that the soldiers would recklessly loot some of their own things - the people valued their own money more than the soldiers. be damaged.

Their cooperation made the soldiers of Liang Guo feel dizzy, and their feet seemed to be stepping on the clouds.

And the people's cooperative attitude also gave Liang's soldiers a strange feeling of familiarity, as if it was like the calm attitude of the people under their jurisdiction towards them

How could the people of the Yuan Kingdom be like the people of the Liang Kingdom

Confusion swept over the hearts of Liang Guo's soldiers, and they did not notice it. Even though they were confused, there was no trace of hesitation in their movements. Instead, they seemed to obey their hearts and treated the people of the Yuan Kingdom as if they had experienced it thousands of times.

The common people also have the same feeling of strangeness and familiarity.

"Old man, can you tell these soldiers to stop being so rough-and-tumble? The stall is going to collapse!" An old woman slapped her thigh and naturally rubbed a soldier's shoulder and went over to support her stall.

"Liang Guo's soldiers are coming... But why do I always feel that they should be our soldiers?"

"I have a similar feeling. It's too familiar, too familiar. It's like, we should be born as Liang people."

"We are not unpatriotic! But looking at these soldiers, I don't know why I can't control my feet to give way."

The common people were panicked when they first faced Liang's soldiers. After all, in their impression, these soldiers should be regarded as invaders. But for no reason... just like he couldn't help but roar along with others on the street that day, there was something hot in his chest that was ready to move, as if it was about to tear open his chest and erupt like lava.

This was an uncontrollable impulse. The common people felt that the blood in their limbs was boiling. When they stared at these soldiers, the blood soothed and turned into a comfortable warm current.

A voice from the heart told them -

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!

This is like a brand engraved in the heart, which makes the common people look down at their feet one by one, stop moving,...

They even wanted to raise a kind smile towards these soldiers, as if they regarded these Liang soldiers as soldiers of their own country who were protecting their own safety.

Silently, dominated by instinct, the common people stepped aside in unison, leaving a path for the Liang soldiers, as if welcoming their arrival.

This is not an attitude towards invaders, this is an attitude towards the returning guardians!

Strange, strange.

Bubbles of doubt bubbled up in the hearts of the common people, but when their eyes fell on the reckless movements of some soldiers, the hands and voices came out before their consciousness -

"Ah, my stall, keep an eye on it!"

"Be careful, you squeeze the child-"

It became such a noisy, yet inexplicably harmonious and peaceful scene.

The soldiers of Liang State entered this land with almost no casualties.

With the invasion of the Liang Kingdom's army, every system data existing in this small world was chaotic for a moment. Then, every inch of their mechanical bodies staying in the void was trembling, emitting sounds as if they were about to disintegrate at any time. Buzz.

This was a wake-up call to them, warning that their evenly split situation had reversed at this instant!

The tired and scarred consciousness of the world's heaven being pulled suddenly revived. His cold and indifferent eyes glanced in the direction of the systems, giving them a great sense of crisis.

Each system understands its own position. They are like butterflies tightly bound in a spider web, integrated into the giant web that spreads out to cover the entire small world, regardless of each other.

At this moment, the perfect giant net is trembling, and these "butterflies" with red eyes are also trembling violently.

This can't go on like this!

Why did Liang Guo's army invade at this time? Instilled in their memory, why did the "common people" who should have been extremely loyal to the Yuan Kingdom abandon this city without even the slightest resistance

This is not right, this is not right!

The system screened the false memories they had injected over and over again, and they only came up with a result that the data was not affected.

Their "memory" has not been shaken, but why does this happen

Before that, destroying Luo Zhifeng was just an extreme method in the system's database. But after the massive invasion of the Liang State army, destroying Luo Zhifeng became the only possibility for them to come back and reverse everything!

What the systems want is to capture this small world.

They want the host to kill Luo Zhifeng. When their weapons pierce Luo Zhifeng's chest, the systems will involuntarily inject a piece of their most critical code into his body.

They want to use Luo Zhifeng, the son of Heaven, as a hub to pollute the Heaven in this small world!

Pairs of bright red pupils were raised, and the systems blinked their inorganic pupils regularly, without even a slight difference. In the depths of their pupils, a turbid red-black color is settling and wandering there. They are like the most hidden and dark poisonous snakes waiting to break in and bite at any time.

Their pairs of eyes are like countless lanterns in the void, making the chaos and darkness of the void even more terrifying.

"Ta, ta."

A second hand was counting down silently, counting Luo Zhifeng's "death date" in it.

In ten minutes, Luo Zhifeng's body will unbearably disintegrate and die, and he will lose the opportunity to continue to help reverse the system's invasion, but this also means that the system cannot use Luo Zhifeng as a breakthrough.

And the hosts who are trying their best to kill Luo Zhifeng are on the road.

Whether Luo Zhifeng's body couldn't hold up and collapsed and died, or Luo Zhifeng was killed by the hosts - from a certain perspective, this would only lead to a draw and failure.

If Luo Zhifeng loses his ability to assist, the small world of Heaven will not be able to completely resist the erosion of the systems, and will have to split its origin into two, severely injuring its vitality; if Luo Zhifeng is killed by the hosts, the small world will The way of heaven will cease to exist immediately!

Behind the systems, there has always been one main system - behind this small world, there is no backer.

This was not a fair confrontation to begin with. The systems greedily focused their eyes on the direction of the Yuan Kingdom Palace, waiting for the moment Luo Zhifeng died!

Ten minutes.

What Luo Zhifeng saw with his eyes was only a very blurry color block. He clasped his fingers and could only feel the fragile bones of an old man.

His bones were trembling under the load, and blood was flowing down from the corners of his eyes and lips. This body was hovering on the edge of death, but Luo Zhifeng straightened his back, feeling that this could destroy all pride. of pain.

His cheeks were pale and dying, and he said, "I leave it to you."

In that moment, Gu Huijun's figure appeared next to Luo Zhifeng's wheelchair. He held a weapon in his hand, and soldiers one after another followed closely behind him.

He faced these hosts, these crazy, death-defying fanatics, and took the initiative to greet them without fear.

"Let's see if you guys can get past the knife in Gu's hand!"

Eight minutes - the hosts who have never been trained are still blocked on the outer layer of the defense line, but the hosts who have been trained for a long time have touched a place very close to Luo Zhifeng.

Gu Huijun chopped them off with one blow, but it could not prevent the torn opening from further expanding.

They couldn't see the dark red air flowing out from the wounds of the hosts, nor could they see the obscure aura flashing in the bloodshot eyes of the hosts' bodies that should have been seriously injured and dead long ago - this made them look like zombies for a short period of time. Reincarnation from the dead.

The systems have no intention of sitting idly by. Unlike the "tolerance" of consumables like hosts, the internal rules of the system are quite strict.

Just like this operation, if they do nothing and fail to reflect their value, they may be sent to be destroyed by the main system at any time.

They no longer worry about making rash moves to determine the final outcome, and they become gamblers and murderers just like their hosts - they can't wait to kill Luo Zhifeng, they want him dead!

Luo Zhifeng could "see" the black and red threads flying all over the sky, but he couldn't make a sound or alert anyone.

Five minutes to go—

The bloody smell made the hosts even more excited and crazy. They looked at the dwindling number of companions around them, but they could only think of one thought: So many people have died, so I am one step away from becoming the final winner!

The desire for the system's promise overcame the last trace of fear. They looked at the bodies of their companions that were cut off everywhere, revealing their white teeth, like the sharp teeth of sharks.

More and more hosts were approaching Luo Zhifeng at close range. Luo Zhifeng's small wheelchair seemed to have turned into a small boat, struggling to maintain balance in the incoming huge waves, bumping and wandering.

He actually also hid many slender blades all over his body. They were as thin as cicada wings, but they were not aimed at Luo Zhifeng's enemies so consistently.

Luo Zhifeng's fingers were not in control and could not flip the blade dexterously. The blade could easily hurt himself while piercing the host's body. His finger bones were too fragile, and each of his bones was so fragile that they could break at a moment's notice, and countless bruises and bloodstains spread all over Luo Zhifeng's body.

The hosts who thought they could defeat him in this way usually received another fatal blow.

-i He actually hid the blade in his flesh and blood.

Three minutes to go.

The soldiers were able to withstand the big wave of attacks, and they also tried their best to use their own flesh and blood to block the attack for Luo Zhifeng. They didn't know why these madmen desperately wanted Luo Zhifeng to die, but they all tried their best as if they had a premonition. Guard against all this.

But there is no way, the hosts are like rats in the gutter, they can always find the most cunning and disgusting angles.

One of Luo Zhifeng's hands was broken, dangling limply in his sleeves. Just when a host took advantage of the chaos and tried to stab his sword into his chest and abdomen, he said the first thing since the attack began. In a word -

"The system has lied to you. If you die in this world, you will die without a burial..."

"place."

What? The host who was about to stab him with his sword originally thought that what Luo Zhifeng wanted to say was to beg for mercy. After all, there was no way for such a person who looked like he was going to be crippled to resist them, right? This host was already prepared to laugh.

But... After he heard and reacted to Luo Zhifeng's words, the sarcastic look on his face froze.

At the same time, every word of Luo Zhifeng's words were like tiny mosquitoes burrowing into the ears of every nearby host.

It stirred up a storm.

Countless hosts froze on the spot for half a second as if they were under a immobilization spell. Following the brutal murderous intent on their bodies, they turned into blunt knives in an instant. They should have turned a deaf ear and continued fighting. This was just a ploy by the enemy to attack the enemy’s heart—

However, after a short period of daze, all the hosts present took a step back if they encountered some savage beast. The blade that was about to pierce Luo Zhifeng's chest and abdomen also fell with a clang. These hosts... Their unyielding and fierce momentum immediately disappeared completely!

—What do you mean, what does it mean to be really dead when you die

Isn't this just a game

The reason why the hosts are so crazy is because they "will not die", but when Luo Zhifeng, a native, mentioned the system and told them that the dead people were really dead, they were really afraid and frightened.

The momentum built up in the bloody fight was destroyed by Luo Zhifeng's simple words.

How can they not be afraid? Evil people like them are always more afraid of death than others!

Their one second of daze and moment of fear and panic gave Gu Huijun and the others ample opportunity to reverse course. They seized this opportunity very well, but they were still a little short...a little short of victory!

Just barely, in just a few minutes before Luo Zhifeng's body collapsed, could Gu Huijun and the others really kill all the hosts present? !

This seems to be a victory that is close at hand, but the chance seems so slim - at this moment, people in every small world feel the invisible countdown of seconds in their hearts, and the clicking sound affects their atria.

They subconsciously sensed that this was a critical moment of life and death, and saw that their lives were hanging by a thread as if they were dancing on a mountain of swords and a sea of fire.

Gu Huijun suddenly looked at Luo Zhifeng, and saw that his skin was so white that it was like the gray color of a dead person, like wall dust that would rustle down at any time, and a breath was stuck in his throat. At this moment, Gu Huijun's eyes widened. His pupils were wide open and he felt as if his heart was being stirred!

He thought that they had to kill all the lunatics who wanted to kill Luo Zhifeng.

But at the same time, Gu Huijun felt almost desperately... It was impossible, the countdown bell had already sounded! This is a kind of fear that comes from the heart. Gu Huijun doesn't even know where it comes from.

"Kill! Kill!" Gu Huijun roared, but his voice was filled with the fear of the end of the road. He waved the blade, and his eyes were filled with blood-red color. Is there any possibility, a little possibility -

Can they change their fate against the odds? !

In the midst of Gu Huijun's roar, Luo Zhifeng touched his soft hand to the bottom of a half-broken small porcelain teacup close at hand, as if he wanted to hold up the teacup, and finally only left a slight A knocking sound.

At the same moment, a man wearing linen clothes suddenly broke into Peng Deyou's house. He shouted: "The Liang people have invaded! The Yuan Dynasty is going to be over! They have reached the gate -"

Peng Deyou covered his racing heart, feeling that all his ominous premonitions had become a reality. He didn't recognize the man in linen clothes, but Peng Deyou had given up his previous caution due to multiple factors.

He gritted his teeth hard and lit the lead that Dudu had added to the "Four Stone Powder" items with a candle - a wisp of smoke filled the entire room in an instant.

Peng Deyou wanted to squeeze the last fortune out of these nobles while the Liang people had not reached the palace!

Naturally, a small person like him could not attract anyone's attention, but at the moment when the temptation filled the whole room, all the dignitaries and nobles who had taken these "stimulants" became addicted!

After the crisp sound of Luo Zhifeng tapping the porcelain tea cup, all the hosts present suddenly collapsed!

They threw their weapons all over the ground uncontrollably, curled up in a ball, and trembled violently. Under the puzzled and blank stares of the systems, the hosts could not help but make sounds of desire. Their deeply buried faces turned red, their pupils turned red, and their throats leaked like beasts. The cry.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!!!"

In an instant, these hosts lost all their ability to move, and they could not help but ask for the necessary food from their enemies, the people they wanted to kill!

The systems were blinded in an instant, and they naturally found the root cause of the hosts becoming so incapacitated. It was actually the "stimulants" they developed and improved themselves!

They ate so much of this stuff that they fell ill at the right time!

The system only felt ridiculous and unbelievable. They did not pay attention to these inconspicuous things, nor did they expect that this would become the culprit that caused them to fall short at the critical moment!

how so? How could this be? ! There were shrill angry screams echoing one after another in the databases the systems interacted with.

But how could Gu Huijun and the others let go of this "god-given opportunity"? The systems, which had been waiting to reap the benefits, could only watch their only chance being cut down by Gu Huijun and the others as easily as cutting green vegetables and carrots!

They have made a comeback - their chessboard has been overturned. A mere person from a small world has come up with a comeback on the premise that it is impossible to win, causing the systems to... lose everything!

They looked at the firmly suppressed small world of Tiandao and suddenly opened their eyes. The invisible coercion of Tiandao fell on them without restraint this time, trying to tear them to pieces -

They watched Luo Zhifeng raise his wrist, and the bruises and bloodstains on it began to fade away in an instant. He stretched out his hand, and held a silver blade in his slender white palm. He flipped his arm and sent the blade into Li De. The nearest heart of the last host.

In that moment, blood splashed everywhere, like a bunch of beautiful fireworks.

What's even better is that Luo Zhifeng opened his restored eyes like a deep pool. He gently raised his lips, held the partially broken celadon cup with his other hand, and gently flexed and stretched his index finger. One shot—

A clear voice sounded.

Luo Zhifeng smiled softly: "It's a beautiful counterattack, isn't it?"

But in the eyes of the systems that showed their full figures in front of him and in front of Heaven, there was only deep trembling and fear. Their bodies were hunched, as if their throats were being strangled, and they were about to suffocate!