The Human Emperor

    Chapter 460

    “Destiny's Trial, Quest Content:

    "Specially 剌 僚 僚 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 慧 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专 专……"

    "Hong!"

    In an instant, Wang Chong's bloody great rises, the infinite illusion of the face. Hōng lōng lōng, a huge land in front of Wang Chong's.

    Central Plains Earth!

    Although it was the first time I saw it, Wang Chong was convinced.

    But the next moment, the bang, the southeast of the sky, the northwest, in the eyes of Wang Chong's, the southwestern land collapsed, a bloody sky, and quickly turned into a fierce flame, swept across the Divine Continent by the southwestern land.

    It was only between the shackles that the entire vast land was caught in a raging fire.

    "Ahhhh…"

    The earth sank, and a scream of screaming was suddenly introduced into Wang Chong's ear, as if to tear the eardrum of the person. Then, the screams of one person became ten, hundreds, thousands, … and the screams of countless people.

    Hōng lōng lōng, countless buildings have collapsed, turned into scorched earth in the fire and smoke. Dead bodies, countless bodies, old, young, young, infants, women, men… thousands of bodies piled up in smoke and fire, turning into a corpse Before the eyes, all over the land.

    Between the corpse and the corpse, the thick blood surges like a set of rivers whistling and set off, covering the entire Divine Continent.

    Wang Chong heard the sound of Jin Ge infinitely intertwined, and saw the endless, overwhelming foreign Cavalry and the battle flag, sprinting on the land of Central Plains!

    The sky is red, the earth is falling…

    In the last scene, Wang Chong saw countless white bones floating in the blood, as well as dragon flags that fell heavily in the fire and smoke.

    This century-long Empire, which has been stretching for nearly three hundred years, has become a gray ash with a Central Plains culture that has been breeding for more than 3,000 years…

    "Huh!"

    A burst of whistling air was heard in the ear, and Wang Chong opened his eyes. In the sky, the huge golden "Eagle King" was able to fall on his arm.

    "The development of anything can be found. Prosperity and decline, birth and death, the replacement of any Empire, the birth and death of civilization has its context. ”

    "When the southwest collapsed and the earth collapsed, an Empire that had been stretching for more than three hundred years would exhaust its last effort, and collapsed in the afterglow of the setting sun."Qin lost his deer, and the world went by, and the god of death walked on the earth, and the horn had already blown. When a behemoth crashes down, it will attract the hungry beast! ”

    "This is the last chance, either to save the war or to go further and further in Death's Abyss until it is destroyed!"

    "Destiny's Trial – 'Empire's Elegy' officially begins!"

……

    When the golden eagle king's wings were closed and stood still on Wang Chong's arm, the last sound of Stone of Destiny in Wang Chong's mind disappeared.

    Looking at the eagle king in his hand, Wang Chong only felt a cold wave coming from the face, and his heart was actually cold as never before.

    Battle of Nanxun!

    Listening to the sound of a resonant sound in my mind, full of the sound of the warning, Wang Chong can only think of one thing in his mind.

    Only the southwestern battle of Nanxun can be worthy of those of the Stone of Destiny. But how is it possible? Isn't the battle of Nanxun going to happen in half a year?

    Why is it now? That was totally unacceptable.

    "No, absolutely not!"

    With the last glimpse of hope, Wang Chong slammed the metal cylinder on the eagle's leg.

    There was only a crumpled letter in the metal cylinder. The writing on the letter was very scribbled, and it was seen that it was rushed to write in a very urgent situation.

    There is even a little bit of blood on the letter paper.

    But the writing on the letterhead, Wang Chong still recognized it at first glance, precisely Lone Wolf's handwriting. Over the past six months, he has seen a lot of such writings from Old Eagle.

    "To Young Master Chong:

    Lone Wolf is offered. ”

    "According to the instructions of the son, after entering the southwest, each of the subordinates is in contact with Jian Ge Taishang Zhang Qiantuo…, the southwest is changing, and the crisis is violent…"

    The next step was a scribble, and there were many traces of black charcoal on the letterhead, which seemed to be written by a stove in a private home.

    “Mengshe Polity Empire Country Master Ge Luofeng wife and daughter entering Jian Ge…, according to the instructions of the son, closely monitor Zhang Qiantuo son, but Zhang Qiantuo son is not suspicious…”

    "Ge Luofeng wife and daughter stay for fifteen days!"

    "Everything is normal, there is no discovery under it!"

    "On the fifteenth day, the subordinates entered Taishou House and met with Zhang Qiantuo. Zhang is not…, the maids are crossing each other, Zhang Qiantuo is killed, and the corpse is on the corpse… Ge Luofeng is killed and the guard is broken…Surprised too suddenly! How come?

    "Tai Shoufu is on fire…, leaving Taishou House, and discovering strange black people, the strength is extremely strong, and the subordinate is not an opponent!"

    "Mengshe Polity siege, the city is broken! According to the instructions of the son, his subordinates rushed to the City Lord Mansion, and Zhang Qiantuo returned to the government to prepare for suicide. The subordinate saved Zhang Qiantuo, ready to leave, suddenly a large number of black people appeared, and his subordinates were seriously injured…"

    The more the writing is going to the back, the more the writing is unclear. It seems that the influence of the injury, Lone Wolf is completely thinking about where to write.

    "It's the blood of Lone Wolf!"

    Wang Chong suddenly realized that the blood on the letterhead was the blood of Lone Wolf. Things in the southwest have always been the focus of Wang Chong's attention, so before Lone Wolf left, Wang Chong once told me that everything about Zhang Qiantuo must be reported.

    Lone Wolf was injured, but what happened in a hurry was too much and too sudden, and it was impossible to write it all. So in this way, I want to think about where to write.

“……In addition to Great Tang and Mengshe Polity, the city has a third force. The subordinates saw their Cavalry who slaughtered Mengshe Polity! There was a fire in the city, and there were corpses everywhere…"

    "Black people are looking for Zhang Qiantuo everywhere. They don't say a word, they don't care about me. All the attacks are directed at Zhang Wei. It seems that they have to get the body of Zhang Qiantuo and then quickly….I don't understand, if I want to kill Zhang Qiantuo, in the City Lord Mansion early, when Zhang Qiantuo is ready to commit suicide, they have many opportunities. Why didn't they do it at that time? ”

“……Zhang Qiantuo is still in a coma, and has taken the medicine of the son. There are too many confusing things. This morning, the pigeons were captured and the news in the city was banned and could not be conveyed. It was a black man! ”

    "The situation is urgent. The city is full of Cavalry of Mengshe Polity. Fortunately, a secret channel has been prepared according to the instructions of the son…"

    "Those people are chasing after death, there is danger of being discovered at any time, and there is no chance to send a message! No chance to deliver the message…"

    "The last attempt will be made tomorrow, the young master will be assured that his subordinates will not be responsible for the mission and will send Zhang Taishou!"

……

    Xinyi said that there is no more here.

    Everything is already certain.

    Battle of Nanxun!

    It is really the battle of Nanxun!

    The last glimpse of Wang Chong’s heart was annihilated when I saw it here, and my heart was cold. After the cold, it was an unprecedented mess, anxiety and uneasiness!

    There was nothing in front of him, but Wang Chong had a loud noise of hōng lōng lōng in his ear. In the midst of it, Wang Chong seemed to see that the southwestern land of Empire was falling and collapsing, and the flames burst into the sky, and a strong sense of crisis rushed. Come, almost suffocating!

    Why was? Why is that?

    Wang Chong muttered to himself, and his mind was in chaos.

    The sky is gradually dawning. Far away, Wang Chong seems to hear the sound of the opening of Empire's gate. The song is still singing and dancing. However, apart from him, he does not understand what Empire is facing.

    Anya Luoshan's assassination has failed, and Wang Chong never thought that the battle of Nanxun would start at this time.