HCB Chapter 269: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 20
Chapter 269: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 20
Inside the collection hall, all the items that can be called national treasures displayed in glass cabinets emit various kinds of light, which cannot be concealed even by the bright sunlight outside.
Some were filled with fighting spirit, while others showed patterns that silently announced something. The light gathered at an extremely fast speed. It only took Zhu Lancang ten minutes from entering the collection courtyard to entering the exhibition hall. The light inside faintly transformed into human forms and communicated with each other.
"Pull the curtains, quickly!" Zhu Lancang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he reacted very quickly to the person following him.
As I walked quickly into the exhibition hall, the sky in the hall darkened almost instantly, as if it had fallen into darkness, and the objects inside began to rise up, giving people the illusion of seeing a ghost.
The light kept shining, as if communicating something.
"Are you the current Human Emperor?" A hoarse and weathered voice sounded, and it was hoarse and unpleasant from not having spoken for a long time.
I couldn't tell who made the sound, but I could hear the kindness and gentleness of an elder towards the younger one from the voice.
"There is no human emperor in Daxia now. It is now the world of the people. I am the one who was elected to be the master."
Zhu Lancang had a smile on his face and his eyes revealed kindness.
"There is no emperor anymore," there was silence for a moment, "Your Majesty," a hoarse voice whispered after a long time.
But in the next moment he restrained his emotions, as if the question just now had never happened, and a figure emerged on the bronze tripod.
Standing in front of Zhu Lancang, the figure had wide collar and sleeves, and his temperament was that of a graceful gentleman, as elegant as a jade tree. His face was like a detailed painting, full of elegance and carefreeness.
As the figure appeared, a group of phantoms floated behind him.
"Who are you?" He asked tentatively, with a vague idea in his mind.
"Shang, Bronze Zun, Xuanniao, Shang Lingxin." He replied softly, "I feel those people are coming again."
Shang Lingxin spoke slowly, his eyes fixed outside the exhibition hall, and suddenly his figure trembled, his eyes fell on Zhu Lancang. He seemed to have sensed that Zhu Lancang had communicated with the seventh-level god, and this power was very familiar, bloody and violent, full of killing.
"Yes, they have come to this land again." Zhu Lancang understood what the man in front of him said and said word by word, "They have destroyed the peace of a hundred years, started a war, and intended to occupy our homeland. We have no choice but to fight to the end, to the death!"
Fight to the death. These words made the middle-aged man behind him smile. His Majesty said the same thing back then, and he did it too, killing gods with his human body!
"It would be great if Your Majesty were here," Shang Lingxin whispered, then turned around and looked at the phantoms behind him, "We are willing to protect Da Xia for a while. Our ancestors created us, and it was destined that we would conquer cities and fight for Da Xia!"
"Now they have come again. Everyone, wake up, choose your own successor, and ignite the glory of the past."
"Gods are prohibited from entering Daxia. Let Daxia once again become a forbidden zone for gods!" Shang Lingxin's voice revealed unquestionable majesty, and the bronze tripod was shining brightly.
"We are willing to fight for Daxia." The phantoms shouted in unison.
"I hope you will use my weapons, inherit my strength, and protect the people of Daxia." At this moment, the national treasure behind him was shaken.
He resolutely turned around and merged into the national treasure that belonged to him. In an instant, the roars of dragons and tigers, the sounds of phoenixes and swords rang out at the same time, shocking the heaven and earth. The dust faded away, revealing the murderous aura that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
"Have you ever seen the Lord of Arms?" Shang Lingxin turned to face Zhu Lancang, and a bronze sword appeared in his hand.
“No.” The Lord of Arms? He had never seen him. Even in his previous life, he only knew that the Lord of Arms had passed away.
"No? The aura on you is very similar to his." With disappointment flashing in his eyes, Shang Lingxin closed his hands and walked towards the bronze tripod. They were just the remnant souls of their master's will. Without the blessing of the Lord of Arms, they could only do their last bit for Daxia.
"I have seen the daughter of the Lord of Arms before," Zhu Lancang suddenly said as he watched Shang Lingxin gradually disappear into the bronze tripod.
I always feel like if I don’t say it, I’ll lose something.
"She is still a little baby, right? Has she woken up already?" Shang Lingxin smiled gently, as if he had thought of something.
"Give them to the successors you choose. I hope that they will not lose the glory of our ancestors."
"It's up to you now. The remaining soul of the Medical Saint will wander around various hospitals. I hope this information is useful to you."
"As for Jiuli, don't bother her if you have nothing to do. She was born without her mother's power to protect her. Her innate deficiency cannot be compensated. She also needs to guard against weirdness and monsters in the original snow mountain."
"Level seven is far from the limit, Daxia," the voice was very light and gradually disappeared into the bronze tripod, and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hold on, we will wake up and fight alongside you." As Shang Lingxin fell into a deep sleep, the same belief was conveyed in a disorganized manner, and then the silence of the past returned.
Congenital deficiency cannot be supplemented? These eight words shocked Zhu Lancang. In their words, he was a premature baby. How could he be so strong but far from his peak state?
Looking at the treasure that had awakened in front of him, the power within it was strong and terrifying. It was the power from the ancestors, and it was also the ultimate killing force that had once slaughtered gods and was stained with the blood of gods.
Zhu Lancang only felt that this power represented protection, protecting the people of Da Xia, and having a mutual understanding and cherishment with them.
"Hua Lingyun, ask Longwei Ninth Bureau to come here and make the selection." He turned around and saw Hua Lingyun with his mouth wide open, who had not yet come to his senses. His eyes went dark and he kicked Hua Lingyun on the butt.
"Yes." He said loudly, holding his butt.
The troops originally stationed on the snow-capped mountain slowly moved to the foot of the mountain, and looked back at the snow-capped mountain where they had been stationed for many years. They were surprised to find a majestic palace emerging on the snow-capped mountain.
Immediately afterwards, thick white fog emerged from the original snow mountain, surrounding the entire mountain. When the white fog disappeared, the original snow mountain was nowhere to be seen. Everyone rubbed their eyes fiercely.
“Where did my huge snow-capped mountain and large base go?” His voice was full of disbelief. Oh my God, my family, you may not believe it, but my home is lost!!!
"Quick, call the command center," he came to his senses and quickly snatched the phone. After opening it, he was completely stunned.
"Captain, there is no signal here." Usually there is signal! They are playing games like crazy!!!
"Let's go," the captain standing in front gritted his teeth, "It will be too late if we don't leave now. This is my order."
The look in his eyes when he looked at Yuan Xueshan became terrified. He remembered what he had revealed in his conversation with the old man at the foot of the mountain when he first came here. Yuan Xueshan had disappeared three times, and each time there was a river of blood. This time should be no exception. He was afraid that this place would become a battlefield!
On the original snow mountain, Sizhu was waving the formation flags frantically, and white mist was spreading from the formation to the bottom of the mountain.
All the array centers were opened with Yuanxuetian Palace as the starting point, and the majestic divine power suppressed towards the depths of Yuanxue Mountain.
Jiuli stood in the void, looking at the weird creatures and monsters that were struggling desperately. Her red eyes were exceptionally calm, and the violent and murderous scarlet divine power was emitted unscrupulously.
"I will kill all these ants when I get out!"
"Just a bunch of food!"
"What a delicious smell, little girl."
Huh? Why is there a little girl here? Is she here to help them open the shackles? Impossible.