"The advance army enters the destination, repeat, the advance army enters the destination! Start taking action now!"
"Is the target's attention 100% captured?"
"No problem! Big brother is a scene person. He made a gorgeous appearance and the target was completely shocked!"
"That's fine! Where is the priest?" Chi Qingliu hid in the crowd and searched around, "Have you found him?"
"I saw it." Qin Ying emerged from the shadows silently, "There are two Shijiang Naginata Riders beside him. He needs to wait for the opportunity."
"Timing is not a problem." Wen Zheliu said calmly, "Believe him."
Due to the rush of time and too many variables, they had no time to formulate a more rigorous plan. They could only prepare an ambush on the only way to the Yellow River. He Qin first disrupted the ceremony and attracted the hatred of the city lord. Hua Ying and Chi Qingliu took the opportunity to find and take away the priest, and placed him close to the city gate. If there were pursuers, they could deal with them halfway.
So the most basic and crucial part of the plan fell on He Qin.
"Shijiang Naginata Riders are surrounding us!" Guan Zhiyu looked nervously at the square, "Forty-four, that's too many. Is it really okay?"
"There will be no problem." Wen Zheliu said, "Be ready to pick up the priest, they will take him away soon."
Hua Ying was shocked: "What, so fast?"
As soon as he finished speaking, lightning and two rays of snow streaked across the sky. The ghosts who came to watch the festival suddenly seemed to have exploded a pot of oil. They screamed and began to flee the city center. Wen Zheliu lowered his voice: "Tongzi Qie'an" Tsuna is the sword that kills ghosts, and its appearance in Huangquan will definitely cause panic... Okay, follow the two cavalry and get the priest back!"
As expected, the two cavalrymen picked up Abel and evacuated. Hua Ying and Chi Qingliu followed closely behind. One commanded the mechanical life, and the other controlled the Yandu. They made a subtle and subtle change, swapping Abel with a Yandu. location.
"Caught him!" Hua Ying cheered up, "Send him to the city gate quickly!"
Wen Zheliu took a rough look at his condition. Surprisingly, the perverted city lord didn't tattoo anything messy on his body. He wasn't injured either, but his face was pale and he looked a little thinner.
"It's you..." Abel's eyes lit up, "It's you!"
Du Zijun said: "It's better to say less unnecessary words. Go to where you should go, and we will deliver the person to you. Then it will only be up to you."
"The hero is already in place, where is the heroine?" Xie Yuanyuan put his hand on his brow and looked at the Son with sadness, "When will it be our turn to appear?"
Wen Zheliu muttered: "Don't worry, you have to wait a little longer."
In the center of the square, He Qin raised his sword and confronted the city lord. The Holy Son carefully observed that one of the two people was in a high position, and the other was in a low position. One was standing in the Kingdom of God overlooking the human world, and the other was standing on the earth where corpses were scattered. However, the aura between them was strangely reversed. The master looked panicked, but the sword-wielding warrior was as domineering as a monarch.
"Could it be that we have met before?" He Qin then asked. The man's facial features were handsome and sharp, his long black hair was wavy, and he was wearing an ancient robe. He looked like a noble prince who had stepped out of the rumors about Yi Zhi. Anyone who was spoken to by him like this The young girl must have fainted with joy, but the Holy Son clearly saw that the city lord's back was like a solidified stone sculpture, completely frozen in place.
He Qin smiled: "This is strange. I have only had contact with one tattoo artist before. I vaguely remember that he was as timid as a mouse. He didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes even while chatting. Since you compare yourself to a god, That shouldn’t be him, right?”
"..." The city lord's lips murmured a few times, and he slowly squeezed out a few hoarse and indistinguishable syllables.
The Holy Son listened suspiciously. In fact, she should have slowly left Gao Tianyuan at this time, but she was too curious. She vaguely felt that the opportunity to reveal the mysterious identity of the city lord was today, at this moment.
"...This is," the city lord said softly, "the last banquet."
He suddenly opened his arms and roared crazily: "Dance, the city that never sleeps!"
As if sensing his call, the depths of the earth began to shake violently, as if there was a hidden tsunami lurking in the heart of the earth. The city lord's laughter and howls were drowned in this majestic roar. He Qin frowned, his intuition was not good. He jumped high in the air - or it couldn't be called a jump. His jump had already exceeded the limit that humans could achieve. His purple and gold robe looked like a peacock in the strong wind. With his tail feathers spread out, he was flying at top speed!
The clouds in the sky were violently broken by He Qin, wrapping his whole body like a cocoon. His height soon surpassed the palace in the sky called Gaotianyuan. In an instant, his robes bloomed gracefully like flowers. The clouds escaped, revealing several beads. With Maru Tsuneji's clear light, he beheaded the city lord with one sword. The city lord stretched out his hand to attack, and the two collided, making a loud sound like a dusk bell.
The city lord blocked He Qin's blade with his arm. The texture of his skin was like some kind of hard bone covering it, with a rough and ferocious luster like red copper. He stared at He Qin, his face changing aimlessly, his expression sometimes sinister, sometimes ferocious, sometimes revealing despicable despicableness: "You are here, you are still here!"
He Qin's arms were strong, and his golden eyes were burning like fire: "So, which one of his defeated generals is it? Fafnir? Nidhogg? It can't be Ymir. He went to the other world to be locked up. Did you change your gender when you came back?"
The appearance of the city lord was finally fixed in an abnormally deformed state. The facial features of different genders, different skin colors and even different ages were mixed together, making him like a pieced together Frankenstein in this world. No one would mistake him for seeing him. Recognize as human. He laughed arrogantly: "I am God! I am the God of Huangquan! You guys are as humble as dust. I have long known in the prophecy that there will be rebels who will shake my power. Now the rebels are finally here, and it is you. , the person who raised the flag of rebellion against me for the sake of a stupid promise!"
"Oh?" The veins on He Qin's arms were bulging, and the muscles all over his body were tense and powerful, but his expression was expressionless, showing a look of disdain, "Are you a god? But as far as I know, the gods in Huangquan are There should be only one person, and that is Amaterasu who is standing behind you, right? Could it be that he has been a liar for so long that he can really deceive himself?"
The Holy Son's finger twitched, and she knew that this was already a warning. The man was telling her to leave here quickly and take this opportunity to escape from the control of the city lord.
The corners of the city lord's eyes widened with anger, and his deformed neck tilted back and forward, like a poisonous snake spitting venom: "Shut up! What do you know? Open your eyes and see how vast and vast my divine power is! Amaterasu is afraid of me and cannot kill me. , I have control over the Evernight City and Underworld, and it is easy to change time! Isn’t this a fact that you have personally experienced and paid a heavy price for?"
"Supernatural power?" He Qin changed his hands and changed his sword. The boy Qie Anzuna unsheathed it at the same time, and crossed it with Suzumaru Tsuneji, forcing the city lord to take a step back. "It's better to open your eyes and see yourself! The subjects of Huangquan are sincere. Can’t you tell who the monarch they love and who they truly hate is clear?”
"You know, they all said -" He Qin lowered his voice, smiled maliciously, and his golden eyes shone with sarcasm, "You are the ghost who usurped power and took control of the gods."
The city lord's face changed drastically, but this change only lasted for a moment, and he laughed evilly again: "You are also a person in a high position, how can you be so naive? If you are a king who has been in power for a thousand years, all the mountains and rivers belong to you. Bottom map, do you still care about what the ants think?"
He suddenly roared, his roar like thunder and fire: "**, authority, power! This is the poison that makes people immortal. It can turn a coward into a madman, and a beggar into a king! Do you understand? Human beings? ** is the original sin of man. This original sin supports man to seize power. After gaining power, power will follow. Whoever holds these three things in his hand can ignore everything below you. In this way If you look forward and backward, can you be considered a ruler who rules the world?"
"At the same time, thousands of ants are supporting your throne and mountains and rivers," He Qin looked at him condescendingly. He stopped smiling at this moment. He looked at the city lord as if he was looking at a poor quality defective product, "You If your joy and anger are higher than those of all living beings, is your power higher than that of all living beings? Maybe I really had some concerns before, maybe you really are a god, maybe you really are Izanami, but now I can already conclude that there is no difference between you and the person who came to disrupt the situation before - you are just one of He Rui's dogs!"
The city lord's pupils shrank suddenly, and the two swords in He Qin's hands struck him like the thunder of the gods, unleashing an unparalleled death blow on him!
He blocked hastily, but the arm that blocked the blade was broken like a dead tree, and his retreating body was split into two by the sword's light. He yelled, and his broken body floated in the air.
"Experience and vision determine how narrow-minded you are," He Qin looked at him, his eyes could be said to be pitiful, "Relying on one person's thoughts and will to try to lead the thoughts and will of everyone paranoid, this is An impossible fantasy, no matter you are a devil, a hero, an emperor, or a superior god. There will always be people who question your bigotry, there will always be people who will resist your bigotry, and there will always be people who will ignite you like fire to restrain you. The shackles of the times, and then the fire is passed from generation to generation until your bones and throne are burned to ashes. And such people often come from the rabble and the swarm of ants you call them."
"He Rui is such a bigot, and as his loyal supporter, you have inherited the same ideals as him." He Qin raised his knife and moved forward. The city lord looked at him and winced unconsciously, "Destroy the world. How easy... If your ambition was not to build an era that suits you, you would have succeeded long ago, and it would not even be my turn to stop you. But your ambition is not to destroy, you just want everyone to recognize your advancement and Great, I see that you are the geniuses leading the times. The Eucharist Plan, human immortality... Ha! I once asked Jormungandr this question, and now, I will ask you again-"
The city lord glared at him bitterly and heard the man's voice as sharp and clear as the light of the sword: "—You are a god, why are you a god?"
The sky has completely darkened. Purple green and snow-white electric lights roar among the heavy black clouds. The streets and the ground of Huangquan are cracked, and the hot fire of magma is rising underneath. Countless naginata riding the wind and thunder across the river broke through the magma and flew out of the ravines on the ground, flying towards Takamagahara like a deadly swarm of bees.
"Didn't I say that Huangquan only guards five hundred of these things!" Hua Ying was shocked and yelled at the communicator, "Why did so many suddenly appear? There are thousands of them, with the Legion What's the difference!"
"Holy Son!" Wen Zheliu shouted, "They are going for Holy Son, prepare to respond now!"
"I'm already here!" Xie Yuanyuan shouted back, "Don't worry, I will definitely be faster than them!"
Du Zijun looked up at the ghost cavalry that was blocking the sky and the sun, with a very ugly expression on his face: "You can actually hide your strength... and hide it so deeply."
"Anyway, he has been operating in Huangquan for a long time after all," Wen Zheliu said, "Let's cope with the ever-changing situation by staying the same. Everyone is ready to go!"
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Chi Qingliu and Hua Ying both said nothing and pressed the switch in their hands at the same time.
—The fire that almost made the entire underworld tremble burst into the sky!
Every street was trembling, and every building was bursting and burning in the wail. The houses in the city that never sleeps are all classical wooden structures, so as soon as the fire started, it swallowed up the eaves and beams with unquenchable momentum, hanging along the streets. The wind chimes were shattered one by one in the fire, exploding with a final dying sound.
These are the Yanqi and mechanical scouts who have been ambushing the whole city from the beginning. In addition to spying and surveillance, they also carry a sufficient amount of explosives. These little things are everywhere in every tiny corner of the city that never sleeps, even if the city lord knows about them , and would not have guessed that they also had such a function - from the time the players gathered together, they had been planning such a complete riot to get rid of the ubiquitous iron-fisted rule of the city lord.
The Holy Son had already thrown away the three heavy dices, and was pulled by Xie Yuanyuan to run barefoot on the ground. She looked at the loud explosion in horror, and saw the raging sea of fire swallowing everything in sight: "You..."
"It's beautiful," Xie Yuanyuan turned to look at the Shijiang Naginata Rider riding the wind and thunder in the sky, rushing down towards them. His face was extremely calm, "It is just a cage to imprison you. No matter how magnificent it is, it is still a cage. Only when it burns can you completely get rid of its control... go see the one you love, the one who loves you."
- This is true love in a city. The fanatics burned an entire city of gold and ruby just so that they could meet each other at the agreed time.
The Holy Son stared at the boy's side face and heard him continue: "The relay race has begun, the first leg... I will protect you!"
He returned his hand and pasted a talisman on the Holy Son. The talisman shone brightly, echoing Du Zijun's rush. The Holy Son stretched out his arm and shouted: "Feng!"
But she missed it, and an invisible force grabbed her limbs, like a pair of uncontrollable wings, taking her to fly quickly to the ground. Xie Yuanyuan unsheathed his hidden sword, and he jumped onto Gao Tianyuan's palace. The wall rushed left and right between the suspended palace complexes, and faced the majestic Nagito Cavalry that filled the sky.
"Looking for death!" The first sword broke out from the ghost cavalry's eye socket, shattering the star pocket that served as his helmet!
Hela's blood still remains on his weapon, and will be retained forever as the glory of assassination death. After taking one hit, the ghost knight's heavy mountain body suddenly collapsed, falling to the ground together with the nightmare horse, and turned into a corpse in the air. A blazing red meteor.
"Feng—" the shout of the Holy Son gradually became distant, and a large amount of hot white steam was blasted into the sky by the hot wind and the aftermath of the explosion. Du Zijun caught Taifu's body in the red and twisted air, and said indifferently: "Stop shouting. Let that boy do what a man should do."
"Jiang Xue!" The Holy Son broke away from his luxurious belt, and the first layer of heavy red clothes flew out like a butterfly, meandering in the fire, "Why, he is very dangerous, you..."
"We are not dead," Du Zijun said briefly, "but you have to leave the city, there is someone waiting for you there."
While the Holy Son was being pulled by him and running wildly, he looked back at the lightning flashes in the sky, which were the light refracted by Xie Yuanyuan's hidden sword, "But he can't stop so many Naginata Riders, he will die!"
"If you die, you will die. Can you stop doing what you want to do just because you will die?" Du Zijun blasted open the crumbling roof in front of him with a shot. Scarborough Market was still sealed. He had other backup options, "What's more, he won't die if anyone dies, so let's run while he can block it for a while."
"The Naginata Knights are also the ghosts of Hell, they can't hurt me!" The Son said anxiously, "I am Amaterasu, let me go -"
"Ask you to fight?" Du Zijun asked, "Tsukuyomi will be here soon. This is an opportunity that comes once in thirty years. Is it more important to save people or to keep the appointment?"
"Support Xie Yuanyuan!" Wen Zheliu ran in the collapsed fire scene, "Set up a defense line on the road where the Holy Son passes. Be sure to hold back the Shijiang Naginata Cavalry and reduce their number as much as possible!"
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"Already here!"
There were deafening sounds everywhere in the sky and on the ground, and the heat was enough to boil the sea water dry. Wen Zheliu asked again: "Also, Furisode Shinzo and Tenjin who left before, have you ever..."
The hurried question died between his lips and teeth. Wen Zheliu slowly stopped and held his breath.
There were raging fires everywhere, but there was a biting cold breath spreading in front of him, as if at the junction of the poles and the equator, a large amount of white mist was stirred up by the extreme temperature contrast. Here, the flames are not extinguished, but are wrapped in frost in a frozen and enchanting manner.
A slender shadow stood in the fog, shadowy and graceful.
"No need to ask." Du Zijun pulled Shengzi to stand still. A maple leaf flew past his cheek, leaving a trail of blood. "I have been waiting on the road for a long time."
The twelve generals who had closed their eyes to rest opened their eyes. A stood up and looked at the legion of gods walking out of the fire. The leaders of the red gods and purple gods looked at them without blinking with pure black pupils.
"Ah... everyone has lost their minds..." Bingsan moved his wrists, "Is this the city lord's trump card? A group of gods who have lost their minds?"
"Tattoo! It's the tattoo that works!" Ding Si chuckled, "However, I can't see their usual envious and jealous eyes, which is a bit regretful!"
"Come on," Wen Zheliu took out his cane, "The fight is quick and quick, there is no need to hold back."
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