The god laughed out loud when he heard this, and with his laughter, the people within a ten-mile radius couldn't help but feel happy, and even the poor people who were crying in mourning actually grinned. "Gu has fallen into the wrong path. Rather than sitting back and watching the mortal world, a soldier master holding a sharp blade is more suitable for Gu." The remaining man's eyelids drooped slightly and he said, "Then I'll accompany you too." ---- Ps: By the way, in this volume, the setting of the Chinese region is based on the Soviet script, but it is not Soviet doctrine, but classical liberalism. To put it simply, it is Huang-Lao thought. In short, don't bring it into reality. It's all magic modification, all fluff, and it's essentially a piece of white paper. Never lie to your lover: Chapter 9 Killing them all is the greatest respect At night, the crescent moon rises, and a piece of silence spreads on the ground with the silver mist-like moonlight. In the distance, a huge aircraft seemed to be covered with a veil. Perhaps no one would have thought that there would be such a steel giant in a private residence on the outskirts of Tang City. "You..." The rest were speechless for a moment, feeling sad about the corruption in this country.
Of course, it was only for a moment. After all, the People's Revolutionary League was not their own motherland. They were fine no matter what. Even though the country's leader's love for medals and cars gave him an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, the others did not have the slightest interest. "Although, he likes medals, but he is young and strong, and the brackets, relatively speaking, are over." Su Qingchan stood beside Yu Zhe, whispering in a voice without any emotion. "Also, he likes to drive around in his convertible when he's upset, so he's probably fine." The rest of them turned their heads and glanced at her. Mo Xianxing shrugged and said, "We like your character that you can talk about everything as soon as you get familiar with it." Although there was no agreed-upon location, when Mars came before, many martial arts and alchemists were summoned, including some Feng Shui masters. They were indeed capable, and in less than a day they found the place where the god gathered his magic power. Just in a forest farm a hundred miles away from the coastline. "Is it okay to just go like this? It seems that the fungus hasn't arrived yet." Before setting off, the rest asked questions. "I'm afraid you'll kill him." The autumn wind blew the girl's hair, and a calm voice floated past her ears. "Too." The teenager understands. The rest slowly walked forward along the runway and walked towards the transport plane. When he got closer, he realized that the plane had a chilling air, which was the unique beauty of industrial machines. The three people behind watched him go away. They had been guarding the unconscious survivors for several days, and neither their spell power nor their energy could support them in going to the place where the gods fought. suddenly…… The rest stopped and turned around slowly.
"------!" Everyone was startled, a "rumbling" sound was heard, and the ground began to tremble. In the distance where the rest of the people could see, the ground bulged, as if a giant snake was scurrying. Then, countless rock spears pierced the ground and pointed at the rest. The rock spears were set up, as if they were guarding the king. A man walked out from under the guard and slowly came to the rest. The man's hair mixed with white hair was combed up, and there was no trace of weakness in the corners of his stern eyebrows. He was wearing a dark green military uniform with several medals on his chest, like a general attending a celebration banquet. Seeing him, the rest of them thought of the dying crow. "Are you An Shuanggan?" The man nodded and said: "My Demon King, I have come to see you." As he spoke, the man's eyes flashed with a faint light. That is the magic eye. He turned his eyes into a medium for spells, transforming the passive function of receiving external information into the ability to actively influence external things. If so, for an ordinary martial artist, just one glance would be enough to cause his spell power to become disordered, causing him to explode and die. However, such techniques are useless against the Godslayer. An Shuangquan nodded and said: "It seems that he is indeed the king who defeated the gods and reached heaven." This is a temptation and a provocation. The rest had not yet spoken, and Su Qingchan couldn't help but speak out. "Mr. An, you have crossed the line." She looked at him coldly, with anger and a trace of intolerance in her eyes. "We have already said that the affairs of the seventh king will be borne by our ninth division. Your request has been rejected!" "Shut up!" An Shuangquan scolded. "Daughter of a sinner, you have no place to speak here." After finishing his sentence, Qiao Ciguang said angrily: "Why are you talking? Don't think that because you have a high status, I am afraid of you." An Shuangquan ignored him. He kept staring at Yu Zhe, who put his hand on his chin and looked at this famous hero. The names of people in this world are very interesting. They often have one character for "surname", two characters for "given name", and another character for "zi".In the mysterious world, the words martial arts and magicians often have special meanings. It is a curse, an expectation, and a promise. And the character of the man in front of me is - contempt. He despised the suffering of the world. "Mie Zhenjun, what you hate is the martial arts king, not the new king in front of you. He has done nothing." [True Lord] is a title given to heavenly masters who have made special contributions.
Whether it is a heavenly master or a true king, they are just localized products modeled on the customs of Europe. In the West, there are knights who practice martial arts and magic. The best among them will be given the title of [Great Knight], and very few The great knight will be titled [Paladin]. The reason why Mi received the title of [True King] was because he participated in the founding battle, the World War, and the Japan Expedition. Countless demon sect members, knights and magicians from foreign powers, Japanese martial arts and onmyojis died at his hands, and he personally participated in dozens of mortal battles. He is a general. "------" Finally, after a long silence, when a gust of cool wind blew the corners of his clothes, the rest of them lamented. "It turns out you just don't want to feel betrayed." A word without beginning or end, but it aroused the feeling of Mr. Mi Zhenjun. When you practice martial arts to a high level, you will often have a whim. At this time, he had already felt it. "..." "I was born in a small village in Penghu Bay, and spent an ordinary teenage years. When I was still young, I accompanied my parents to attend memorial ceremonies, and looked at the fairy statues they enshrined. I was mostly confused. I only felt that the fairy statue Extremely dignified.” I don't know why, Mizhenjun talked about the past. He already understood why the sinner's daughter whom he despised had been preventing him from coming to the new king. Those who challenge the devil may not necessarily die, because the arrogant heavenly beings are always tolerant. However, this time he will definitely die. However, Xiao was already prepared to despise the people in heaven with his life. "...Later, the Japanese came to our village. That day, my mother hid me in an underground warehouse, covered it with weeds, and told me to keep quiet." "I witnessed the atrocities committed by the Japs, and at that time I was wondering why the fairies we had enshrined did not appear." The man looked at the man in heaven coldly. "Later, I learned that the fairy we worshiped was the martial arts king who lived in seclusion on an island far away and unknown depths. It was just a coincidence that mortals worshiped her as a god." "------" "If it's not far away, you should be able to see it with just one glance." "No matter how far away she is, she should still see it." In fact, the Penghu tragedy made Chinese martial arts and magicians completely give up on the martial arts king and actively participate in the cause of saving the country. Today, the number of martial arts and magicians loyal to the martial arts king in China has dropped to [-]%. As for why the martial arts king sat back and watched the tragedy happen, no one cares. Maybe, it's just plain absence. "Any compromise with you is a betrayal of yourself." The man who despised all suffering looked at the rest and solemnly declared again.
"My Demon King, I come to see you." "I understand." As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhe's momentum suddenly increased, and the huge spell power wrapped around his body like a substance, and his eyes were filled with fighting intent. Mizhenjun's eyes narrowed, and he sang the incantation of the gods in his mouth. "Sacrifice firewood to the sky, sacrifice the rising mountains, rivers and mausoleums, offer sacrifices to the sinking rivers, and offer sacrifices to the earth." Suddenly, the world changed, as if it had suddenly come to daytime. The sky was dyed red, and water vapor surrounded the man like a feather coat. Countless rock spears were pierced. He was like an ancient general driving a chariot, pressing towards the survivors. . It is a supreme secret ritual, a magic taught by the gods, and its name is the Three Officials Great Emperor Festival. To this... The remaining man raised his right arm high, and an unknown red light spurted out from above, turning into a spiral cone. It was the spear of the God of War, and then he spoke words of destruction. "Don't laugh at your heart." Those who step onto the battlefield just because, no matter what the reason, should be respected. "Not a word of advice." Just because he is not qualified to impose his will on others. "Kill them all." Show your opponents the highest respect. "------" At this moment, the world fell into deathly silence. Only the ominous red light filled this space, and the human lights were like dim candlelight. What would it be like to challenge the Godslayer? The answer to this question will change as the object changes. Or, playing with prey. Or, punishment for disrespect. Or, a prayer to the Lamb. Or, the hypocrisy of ignorance. Or, a mockery of villains. Or, a competition between swordsmen. At this time, the god-killer from the alien planet, the newly born seventh demon king, handed in his answer sheet. It is - - full force against the opponent.
…… The rest turned around and walked towards the transport plane as before, their steps as light as ever, the moon in the sky was still bright, and everything seemed to be the same as before, except for the charred earth behind them. "The so-called respect means trying your best..." Su Qingchan's eyes revealed a trace of unbearability as he looked at the others' backs: "You will all die at his hands." ---- Ps: Please don't pay attention to the historical setting. The current People's Revolutionary Alliance (the Chinese region in this volume) is similar to the 70s at the peak of the Cold War.