Chapter 453: we woke up a monster
Chapter 453 We awakened a monster
"Bring the newly formed [Hu Ben Army] [Zhu Yu Army] to the battlefield, it's time to let the whole world know that their emperor is back!"
Standing up suddenly, Zhao Yinshun pushed the door out, facing the gorgeous sunrise, slowly clenched his fists.
The long-lost sense of strength welled up in his limbs, and the young man in white stretched his body intoxicatedly, stepping out of the Forbidden City for the first time in several years.
Suddenly, the wind and thunder surged, the sky and the earth trembled, as if some terrifying giant beast had left its lair, and the whole world began to fall into an inexplicable panic.
"Roar"
Accompanied by the boy's actions, the Golden Dragon of National Fortune entrenched in the sky above the imperial capital began to wriggle slowly, and the invisible force that suppressed the world finally loosened its shackles.
Countless gods observed the vision of heaven and earth, and fell silent.
"So... the monster that swept thousands of troops before is just his projection?"
"That's not right! Why can a vulgar martial artist project an avatar outside his body?"
"Even if you ignore the issue of rank, the personality is wrong. Seventh-order gods can't project power from a long distance, right?"
"Is there a possibility that [Duke Zhen] has been promoted to the sub-sage?"
"..."
At the thought of this terrifying possibility, many beings hidden behind the scenes began to doubt life.
Yasheng in his early twenties?
Is there something wrong with him, or is there something wrong with my common sense?
However, someone soon came up with a more dire guess.
"When [Duke Zhen Guo] moved, the sky and the earth trembled, and the avenue shook. This is not the power that Yasheng should have..."
"Ninth rank... Martial Saint, it's impossible, right?"
"Even if it hasn't been [canonization] yet, it's probably not far away."
"【Xuanwu】【White Tiger】【Suzaku】The three capitals have been restored, and the country's destiny is stable. I am afraid that he will completely solve the problem of Yangzhou by leaving the capital this time."
"But Taixi's coalition forces are not easy to deal with. I heard that Guangsheng has come to several of them..."
"Let's see again, if even the multinational coalition forces can't stop him, then the fate cannot be violated, and Damin Zhongxing will be a foregone conclusion."
...
Secret discussions reverberated throughout the land of China, and countless gods witnessed the golden dragon of the National Fortune slowly stretching its body and moving to the tragic battlefield at the border between Yangzhou and Zhili.
Four figures in gorgeous robes of various colors stood in the void, looking directly at the majestic and terrifying dragon from thousands of miles away.
"I foresaw that he would eventually become an obstacle, but I didn't expect him to grow so fast. If I knew that I was struggling to sleep back then, I would have erased him..."
The platinum robe was windless and automatic, and the man who was as handsome as a sun **** had a sharp gaze, and a destructive divine storm shone in his pure gold pupils.
"History is coming to an end, fate must come to an end, and all glory belongs to our Lord."
Devoutly crossing his chest, the man in the blood-red robe muttered to himself, and his whole body slowly melted into the air.
In an instant, the hundreds of millions of multinational coalition forces along the eastern coast of Damin raised their heads together, and a bloodthirsty red light glowed in their eyes.
"All glory to the Lord..."
Amidst the twisted and evil whispers, the twenty-seven imperial monarchs scattered all over the world opened their eyes together.
Over the vast expanse of the planet, [Lion], [Giant Bear], [Double-Headed Eagle], [Rising Sun], [Black Wolf], etc., which cannot be observed by the naked eye of mortals, and many other imperial totems began to slowly manifest.
A condensed body of imperial concepts spanning thousands of miles occupied the entire world, and the majestic and divine lights as magnificent as stars eroded and rubbed against each other, making the originally vast planet feel crowded for the first time.
Greedy eyes emitting a strange black light turned to the east, a bloated and weak decaying dragon entrenched on the land of Shenzhou, the gray and dull scales looked like a dying old man, lingering on his last life.
But in the gaps in the scales, wisps of undetectable gilded divine light leaked out, like boa constrictors dormant and shedding their skin, brewing a mysterious and mysterious transformation of life.
"Don't let the [Dragon] shed its old scales, the [Beast] who doesn't believe in our lord, your fate will come to an end today..."
Aria-like ripples of will swept across the planet, and the vast [Imperial Symbol] seemed to rush towards the east in a hurry, like a group of hungry wolves biting a bloated dragon.
"The Fusang Empire ceded Luzhou and Youzhou..."
The scorching sun's rays expanded infinitely, covering part of the dragon's body, swearing its sovereignty over this part of the territory.
"The Legeluk Empire ceded Yangzhou, Jizhou, and Yuzhou..."
The golden lion exuding raging flames rushed forward, biting one of the dragon's paws and tearing fiercely.
"Flou Empire ceded Dianzhou and Cangzhou..."
The double-headed eagle descended from the sky, and its two sharp claws inserted into the dragon's tail.
"The Duolu Empire ceded Yuezhou and Lanzhou..."
The violent giant bear grabbed the dragon's body, its sharp claws pierced through the scales, deeply embedded in the flesh.
"The Diechman Empire ceded Yizhou and Xiangzhou..."
"The Arctic Empire took Hanzhou and Zhuzhou..."
"The Squia Empire ceded Wuzhou, Jinzhou, and Jizhou..."
More than twenty imperial concepts condensed to cover the entire giant dragon, like a group of bloodthirsty wolves, greedily enjoying the final feast.
The incomparably huge body did not bring the corresponding combat power. The weak and decaying dragon let out a mournful cry, resisting the intruder's bite futilely and powerlessly.
But like a prey that was eaten and dismembered, the giant dragon could only watch helplessly as its scales were torn apart little by little, revealing **** and terrifying wounds.
"Bastard! They want to carve up Damin?!"
Countless gods on the land of Shenzhou sensed the hidden empire struggle, and their eyes were tearing apart.
Originally they thought that these overseas powers were just a disease of ringworm. Even if they could cause temporary harm, they would recede sooner or later.
However, the development of things exceeded their expectations. The empires of the great powers, which are hundreds of thousands of miles away, were able to spread their territory to Damin and occupy this land permanently.
"Damn it! If it weren't for the collapse of the Divine Barrier, how could we allow these Western barbarians to be rampant?!"
"[Zhen Guogong] is confused! If he stays in the imperial capital to suppress the national destiny, we will not be helpless!"
...
Among the remorseful and aggrieved discussions, the young man dressed in white snow arrived at the front line, raised his dark and deep eyes to look up at the sky, the entire universe seemed to be reflected in his retina, and the endless galaxy flowed and flickered in it.
"My body is the body of the dragon, and my soul is the soul of the dragon..."
The faint whispers oscillate the atmosphere, like thunder ripples echoing over the planet, shaking the soul of every high-level god.
Among the deep and solemn murmurs, the two original profound arts of [Eternal Immortality and Infinite Calamity] and [Chaos Returning to the Source of Zihuang Calamity] were running crazily, vaguely touching the incredible mysterious barrier.
Purple-gold threads spread and grow from the depths of the pupils, and the young man's dark and round eyes were gradually closed, turning into a pair of majestic and mysterious purple-gold vertical pupils.
As the power was transmitted upwards, the same purple-gold divine light appeared in the eyes of the weak and bloated dragon, and the power like nuclear fusion began to condense in his body.
An unparalleled sense of oppression bloomed from the body of the bloated dragon, and the totems of various countries that devoured the dragon's body inexplicably slowed down, only feeling that the flesh and blood in their mouths became harder and harder.
On the earth, the elegant and small boy in white clothes rose into the sky like a shooting star, reaching the depths of the dark and boundless universe.
Stepping on the huge and beautiful planet, Zhao Yinshun looked around at the totems of the great powers, the majestic and brutal purple gold vertical pupils were indifferent and vast, as if looking down on a group of humble ants.
"The real dragon will never die, the Chinese will never die!"
"I am China!"
嗡
The eyes of the material world were completely out of focus and empty, and a purple-gold cloud of particles shot out from between Zhao Yinshun's eyebrows and merged into the body of the dragon at the spiritual level.
In an instant, the scattered and confused Long Tong slowly condensed, as if some terrifying monster woke up, and the entire planet was shrouded in an invisible sense of oppression.
Like the end of the world, both mortals and gods have fallen into inexplicable despair and fear.
"Roar!"
The terrible dragon chant created time-space ripples visible to the naked eye, a gilded divinity emerged from the dragon's body, flowing in the dragon's body like a water wave, and the indestructible gilt luster permeated from the gaps in the originally dark and dull dragon scales.
"Roar!"
Roaring again, the million-mile-long dragon twisted its body, breaking free from the shackles and bites of various countries.
An irresistible force came from under the minions, and the totems of the various countries that ate the dragon were forcibly blown away, staring at the violently transformed prey in disbelief.
The major empires in the world are gathered like this, and they can’t hold down a Damin?
No!
It's not that I can't hold down Damin, but I can't hold down a boy!
In an instant, countless eyes focused on the handsome young man standing in the void with empty eyes.
In the dark, the seemingly small body is like a star straddling the universe, and its mere existence is enough to disturb the operation of the world line.
At the same time, the hideous wounds all over his body quickly healed and healed. The five-clawed dragon completely opened his eyes, and the divine light in his purple-gold vertical pupils became more and more intense. planet.
Boom!
Without any warning, the brutal dragon tail was thrown out like a whip, instantly blasting the nearest symbol of the Fuso Empire [Rising Sun] into the air.
Poof! !
In the base camp, Emperor Fuso, who was still happy just now, spewed out a blood arrow. The divine auspicious cloud around his body seemed to be crushed by an invisible sledgehammer, and blood gushed out of the seven orifices.
"Your Majesty!"
Amidst the shrill screams, countless ministers rushed up, but after a while of panic, they were helpless.
For this symbolic level of struggle, they can only provide power indirectly, and only the top eighth-level sub-sage can participate in it.
Soon, Yue Ye Jianzun, who was far overseas, held up the [Eight-foot Mirror], Susanoo held the [Kusanagi Sword] tightly, and the surging divinity was transmitted to Emperor Fuso's body through the air, resonating with the [Qiong Gouyu] on his chest .
The next second, the [Rising Sun] that exploded in the void re-condensed on the periphery of the battlefield, but the sluggish divine light became significantly weaker.
"Fall off the old scales, wash away the dross, and reshape China with my gods."
"[Chaos returns to the source of Zihuang Jie]!"
The majestic whisper set off a space-time storm in the universe, and the dark and bloated dragon roared in pain, wriggling and twisting crazily.
“[Dragon] is shedding scales! Stop him!”
Aware of the disorder of the world line, the prey that should have been eaten is returning to the top of the food chain. The totems of the major empires flew up, like hyenas besieging an elephant, trying to dismember and devour it before it completes its transformation.
However, the dazzling gilded divine light seeped from the gaps in the gray scales, and all countries felt that what was under the minions was not a dying dynasty, but an invincible empire with unfathomable background and sweeping across the world.
This familiar feeling...
From the age of ancient mythology to the present, it stands on the top of the kingdoms, the saint of all saints, the king of kings... the central destiny master!
Is this his peak posture?
At the same time, Emperor Fuso on the ground vomited a mouthful of blood again, looking up at the void in despair.
Is it the land of the king in the whole world, and the land of the land is the king's subject!
came back!
came back!
The heavenly kingdom that ruled the world and overwhelmed the world is back!
At this moment, Emperor Fuso recalled the fear of being dominated, and a tear of pain slipped from the corner of his eye.
If it hadn’t been for thousands of years of living under the shadow of the Heavenly Kingdom, Fusang wouldn’t have been upgraded to an empire until now...
If Fusang is moved to other places, even in Taixi Continent, he has the confidence to make a breakthrough.
But in the ancient Far East, there will always be only one master here...
And now, their emperor is back!
The emperor's holy personality, which was already unstable, was shaken violently, and the [Rising Sun] condensate in space was twisted for a while, and rippled like water waves.
At the same time, a crack opened on the head of the giant dragon that was being bitten and gnawed by the totems of various countries, and a dazzling gilt flame gushed out like the sun. protruding in the crevice.
"Recast the real scale, immortal and immortal, and use my **** body to cross the eternal calamity."
"[Eternal Immortality]!"
Boom!
Small gaps spread rapidly along the dragon's body, and the originally dark and gray "cloak" was bit by bit torn off, revealing the majestic and holy horror.
The irresistible force shattered the minions of all countries, and the five-clawed golden dragon that had shed its old scales let out a hearty roar, as if venting the humiliation it had endured for hundreds of years.
嗡
The tyrannical force disturbed the void, and after wantonly venting its anger, the terrifying five-clawed golden dragon slowly lowered its head, and its brutal purple-gold dragon eyes scanned the totems of various countries as if they were facing an enemy.
The terrible sense of oppression caused the totems of the countries to slowly retreat, and the eyes looking at the five-clawed golden dragon were no longer greedy and bloodthirsty just now, but became nervous and fearful.
"We woke up a monster..."
Just as a thought came to mind, the five-clawed golden dragon in front of him moved without warning.
One tail exploded the [Rising Sun] totem again, the sharp dragon claws pressed the [Double-headed Eagle], and the sharp dragon teeth bit the [Golden Lion], almost swallowing most of its body into the dragon's mouth.
It was as if a ferocious beast had entered the flock of sheep, rushing left and right, and the totems of the great empires were beaten and wailed everywhere.
"Woo"
The mournful screams that mortals cannot detect echoed in the universe, and the disputes over national destiny at the symbolic level were fed back to reality. The monarchs of the twenty-seven countries scattered all over the world reflected injuries of varying severity at the same time.
(end of this chapter)