Chapter 2973 - A Rainbow
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"Well…"
The entire Blue Wolf Mountain was silent. The only sounds were the blowing wind and Master Vulture's pee.
The heroes of the world and the heroes who had killed countless people were all shocked speechless by his boldness.
The wind was blowing from top to bottom, blowing in the direction of the heroes. The stink of urine assaulted their faces, mixed with a few stinky raindrops. The faces of the heroes turned from pale to green, from
green to purple, and from purple to black.
The monk was not in a hurry to take a long piss. He tied his belt slowly and looked at the infuriated heroes with a smile, as if he had no idea how miserable his death would be.
"That's—that's outrageous!"
"This is crazy! This is crazy! This demonic monk is really crazy!"
"This is the greatest shame! This is the greatest shame! This evil monk insulted the entire world with his own strength! How could he dare to do this? How could he dare!?"
The warriors were all shaking in fury. Fifty Thunderbolt Crossbows, hundreds of strong bows, and shining sabers and swords aimed at Master Spirit Vulture coldly.
"How dare you be so presumptuous when you are about to be killed? Die, demon monk!"
Everybody drew close and roared.
Master Vulture was still smiling casually.
Dark clouds suddenly rolled in the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A torrential rain was about to fall.
Master Vulture wiped his face and suddenly changed his expression, which was filled with unspeakable majesty and horror.
"Have you not realized who is about to die?"
The shout from the monk's chest was even louder than the thunder between the heavens and the earth. It was as if everyone had been struck by lightning. Their eyes were filled with red and green, and their ears were
ringing. Without them knowing, they had fallen into an illusion. They seemed to be able to see the scene of the Azure Dragon Gang and Jiang Nan Thunderbolt Hall joining hands to rebel against the imperial court
several years later. The world would collapse, and blood would flow, causing countless catastrophes. After overthrowing the Kun Peng Dynasty, they would kill each other and turn the bright universe into an endless
demonic domain.
The heroes who besieged Master Vulture on the Blue Wolf Mountain today would become the main force of the rebellion against the imperial court the next day. They were all awe-inspiring generals. But after they
committed grave crimes, they could not escape their doom and became dead bodies under each other's blades, dry bones that had nowhere to be buried.
Other than dragging down countless civilians and turning them into ghosts for their ambitions, they would get nothing.
It was such a vivid dream that everyone was soaked in cold sweat. Their hearts were aching, and they could not tell whether it was a dream or reality.
It was not until this moment that he came to know that Master Spirit Vulture was an out-of-the-world expert who walked on the great path of Cultivation. Even the most renowned experts of the pugilistic world were
no match for him. For a moment, he was scared out of his wits.
Some of them were more quick-minded than the rest. They realized that the expert was not trying to steal his new wife but trying to gather the heroes who had committed crimes and enlighten them in such a way.
However, to everyone's surprise, the tips of their fingers and the tips of their fingers were all shivering. "BAM BAM BAM BAM!" Almost a hundred Thunderbolt Crossbows, which had been fully loaded, were released
from their bows and rushed toward Master Vulture.
"Master!"
The faces of the crowd suddenly changed color, especially those of the experts of the Azure Dragon Gang and Jiang Nan Thunderbolt Hall. Their faces were twisted in fear.
Seeing that almost a hundred crossbows that could pierce through the city wall had passed through his chest, Master Vulture suddenly turned into countless colorful feathers that were carried by the wind and turned
into dazzling streaks of brightness. The streaks of brightness congregated into rainbows and soared into the sky, disappearing into the helical clouds.
In such an unbelievable way, Master Vulture turned into a rainbow and vanished from the Kun Peng Dynasty.
All that was left was the warriors on the mountain who were all kneeling on the ground and gazing at the helical clouds on the cliff in a daze.
BOOM!
The siege hammer of the bandits once again dealt heavy damage to the city gate. Even the soldiers who were firmly holding the city gate were shaken to the point that their internal organs were displaced. They
vomited blood and flew out.
Huala!
Under the bombardment of rocks and oil, flames and arrows finally tore the battering ram into pieces, forcing the bandits to flee again.
But more than a hundred thieves were building new battering rams and ladders in the rear, rubbing their fists and shouting, ready to fight.
The number of the bandits was thirty to fifty times more than that of the defenders. Everybody could see that the Blood Eagle Guard's glorious starting point was their last stronghold. The lone city could not be
defended anymore.
The dilapidated gate tower could only withstand one more attack at best. In the middle of the broken walls on the gate tower, a bearded, weathered general was gazing at the horizon in silence. Even the flapping blood
eagle on his helmet was wreathed in black smoke and had broken its wings.
"My lord!"
General Blood Eagle's bodyguard had suffered multiple wounds, too. With smoke all over his face, he crawled over and cried, "It's been a hundred days, and the imperial court still hasn't sent any reinforcements.
Several legions are right in front of us, but they have been biding their time and watching us being attacked by the bandits! How can it be? The Blood Eagle Guard has made great contributions for the imperial court
and His Majesty. How can it be?"
"There won't be any reinforcements. His Majesty wants to see us perish together with the rebels. After all, the Blood Eagle Guard has made too many contributions and has become a major headache for His Majesty.
General Blood Eagle smiled and said, "His Majesty is too soft-hearted and narrow-minded. He thought that I was going to compete with him for the world, but he did not know that there is always someone better than
him. The world beyond the world is so vast and splendid!
"Master, you…"
The bodyguard was dazed for a moment. He suddenly felt that General Blood Eagle was different from before.
"Zhao Chuang, how long have you been following me?"
General Blood Eagle suddenly asked.
"It's been 19 years since Little River Castle rose up and experienced 49 life-and-death battles!
The bodyguard immediately stood straight like a spear and answered subconsciously.
"Nineteen years. As it turns out, I've been training in this world for nineteen years. What a wonderful dream. Counting the time outside, it must've been a long time. Then, today is the end of us!"
General Blood Eagle smiled and stopped his bodyguard from asking. He continued, "There's no need to ask. All good things must come to an end. This place is not my world after all, but yours.
"We've been brothers for nineteen years. Now, I'll pave the way for you. Zhao Chuang, lead the remaining brothers of the Blood Eagle Guard and break out of the siege. Run away from the siege of the bandit army and
march westward, crossing the 'Iron Line River'. Then, whether you want to live in seclusion in the forest or roam the world, or… pluck up your courage and fight for the world with our king who listens to slander and
cannot tell right from wrong, it's all up to you!
"However, however you choose, remember my words—iife is not everything, and death is definitely not the end!
"My—my lord…"
The bodyguard stared at General Blood Eagle in bewilderment. He felt that his lord was releasing an extremely intense and unfamiliar aura.
For a moment, he forgot to ask the most important question.
There were almost a hundred thousand bandits, and General Blood Eagle was all by himself. How was he going to cover the retreat of the Blood Eagle Guards?
Hardly had the thought occurred to him when General Blood Eagle gave him a brilliant smile and jumped into the sky through the city wall.
He was not riding a horse, but his speed was even higher than that of a Ferghana horse. He was so fast that he was melting in the air. In the shocked eyes of the hundred thousand soldiers on both sides, he turned into
the most brilliant fire and the most brilliant rainbow, burning, blossoming, and ascending!
The beggar had been begging at this intersection for twenty years.
n the city forest that was made of rebar and cement, there were many other people who were in the same trade as him. The passers-by who were in a hurry never noticed such a beggar, as if he was just a moving
stone on the roadside.
Beggars did not care about people's gazes. They lived freely and did whatever they wanted.
n the spring, he appreciated the blossoming flowers. In the summer, he listened to the cries of the cicadas. In the autumn, he picked up fallen leaves and made them into whistles. In the winter, he watched the falling
snow with his head lowered.
When someone offered money, he would be all smiles. When someone offered two buns to eat, he would express his gratitude. When someone complained that he was blocking the way and kicked him, he would crawl
away without saying a word. There was one time when a few of his peers wanted to take his territory and beat him up. He would hold his head and hold his crotch, silently enduring. When someone else finished
beating him, he would vomit blood and curl up in his original position.
Over time, the beggar had become one with the intersection, turning into something similar to light boxes and electric poles.
Such an ordinary beggar who could be found anywhere would not have attracted anyone's attention, let alone the major news media.
Before the out-of-control truck crashed into the little girl who was crossing the road, nobody had expected that such a dirty, cowardly, stinky beggar would be so bold as to sacrifice his own life.
However, the story of 'the beggar sacrificed his life to save the little girl' was not sensational enough. At most, it would make it to the newspapers of the city level, but on the network, where people biting each other
was not news, it was even more impossible to stir up any trouble.
The media and thousands of netizens were greatly interested in another topic.
The beggar was gone.
The moment he pushed the little girl away and was hit by the truck, he was gone.
That's right. Not a single word was wrong. It was literal. Gone. Gone. Gone.
There were no traces of collision on the truck, nor were there any traces of blood or hair on the ground. The files of the police did not contain the files of such a beggar, either. It was as if such a person had never
existed from the beginning to the end.
There was no telling what was wrong with the seven surveillance cameras near the scene. Snowflakes were popping up all at the same time, so much so that they failed to record the scene when the beggar was hit by a
truck.
How was that possible?
Many people remembered the existence of the beggar. The surveillance video a few days ago showed such a person. Even the shocked truck driver and the little girl who had escaped the disaster confirmed that such a
beggar was the one who stopped the tragedy from happening.
How could a living person disappear completely? Even if he was killed by the collision, there should be a corpse left behind, right?
For a moment, everybody was talking about it. It was one of the most popular urban tales.
The story of the truck driver and the little girl added to the weirdness of the story.
The driver and the little girl both said that they had seen with their own eyes that the beggar who had been sitting at the intersection for twenty years had turned into… a rainbow..