Chapter 911 The Emperor's Words
Boom boom——
A deep and deep sound came from the sky, like thunder and rain.
The crowd passed through the desolate palace and stopped in front of the golden road leading to the sky...
[Ancient Tibetan is under attack]
[Please speed up! Otherwise, there will be unknown risks in ascending the throne! ]
Two lines of text flashed in front of Wu Qiong's eyes. She was slightly startled, and her expression suddenly became extremely solemn.
A loud roar came from the end of the road to the throne, as if a battle was going on in the sky. Coupled with the two lines of prompts that appeared in front of all the "quasi-emperors", the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.
The Imperial Dao Ancient Collection is experiencing an incident, and they don't have much time left...
"Sister Wu, we are the first to arrive!" Beside Wu Qiong, a figure looked around excitedly, "If we are the first to go up, can we fly up to the sky and leave here?"
Wu Qiong looked at the road to the throne in front of him and shook his head:
"According to the prompt, the only one who ascends to the sky can be emperor, regardless of the order... We have to kill other 'quasi-emperors' and become the 'only one' before we can leave."
Hearing this, everyone's faces were a little nervous, but Wu Qiong pondered for a moment and changed the subject,
"But there is definitely an advantage to going up first, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, even if a fight breaks out, we can deal with it calmly."
"Then let's go quickly, they should be here soon!"
"Yeah."
Wu Qiong did not hesitate any more, and took the dozens of people behind him directly onto the steps to the sky, approaching the sky little by little.
Fortunately, the road to the throne was wide and strong enough. Even with dozens of people running on it, there was no tremor. The golden imperial power rolled around everyone. Wu Qiong, who was at the front, could feel that his quasi-emperor fate was resonating with the road under his feet, even if the resonance was still very slight.
Not long after everyone ran up, there were a few figures at the end, with painful and distorted expressions, staggering and sitting on the steps, with beads of sweat sliding down their cheeks...
"It hurts so much..."
Wu Qiong and others who were running in the front looked back and saw that there were scars on the legs and feet of those people, and some even had deformed bones... They should have been injured in the melee just now.
"Hold on a little longer, we're almost there!"
"No...I really can't...I can't walk anymore..."
"Me too, I seem to have a fracture, let alone climbing stairs, it's hard to walk..."
"..."
Seeing this, Wu Qiong's first reaction was to let those strong boys carry the injured and continue to move forward, but after looking around, he found that everyone had been exhausted after the battle and running just now.
And if they want to ascend to the sky, they don't know how many thousands of steps they have to climb. Who can carry them all the way?
Wu Qiong was extremely anxious. At the same time, she saw from the corner of her eye that another quasi-emperor team had arrived at the bottom of the enthronement road and began to approach here quickly...
A line of words flashed before her eyes:
[Emperor, remember, cut off thoughts and feelings, if you encounter a crisis, you can also abandon your parents and siblings]
Wu Qiong had seen this sentence. When she obtained the fate of the quasi-emperor, this sentence was in the emperor's careful words... and now it reappeared in front of her in this way, indicating that the emperor's regrets in the sky really have no patience.
Wu Qiong struggled for a moment, but still said cruelly as the emperor said:
"Don't worry about them, let's go!"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Before they came to their senses, Wu Qiong had already left first.
Although Wu Qiong's followers were also reluctant, they really couldn't do anything about these wounded... After looking at a few people apologetically, they turned back and chased after Wu Qiong.
Those people with disabilities stared blankly at Wu Qiong's back as she abandoned them. She even didn't say a word to them when she turned around and left... This ruthlessness and decisiveness made them feel unfamiliar, as if Wu Qiong was gradually changing into another person.
Not long after Wu Qiong and others left, another quasi-emperor team also came up the steps;
"Huh? Why are there people here?" The quasi-emperor saw the abandoned people and his eyes flashed with vigilance.
"Did Wu Qiong stay to stop us?"
"It doesn't seem like it. They have injuries on their legs. They should have been abandoned..."
"Oh, then let's go straight over."
"But what if the injuries on their legs are fake and they plan to sneak attack us when we are halfway there?" The quasi-emperor glanced at the people suspiciously, a little undecided.
Almost at the same time, a line of words flashed before his eyes:
[Emperor, remember, do not be merciful. If you are my enemy, the wounded and the young should also be killed.]
The expression of the quasi-emperor changed continuously. He had never killed anyone along the way, but now seeing this line of words as a reminder, he hesitated a little... He looked up at Wu Qiong and others who had gone far away, and his heart was made up!
"No matter what, kill them all!!"
The urgency and anxiety of the emperors also spread among the quasi-emperors. They climbed the road to the throne, gradually put aside their former principles, began to embrace the ideas instilled by the emperors, and stained the steps with blood...
...
Dong——! !
Xuan Yujun cut open a jade seal with a sword, as if he had noticed something, and looked down.
He saw a road extending from under the clouds, emitting a faint golden light. He narrowed his eyes, as if he saw something from it, and sneered:
"No wonder you tried so hard to stop me... So, the new [Emperor] is about to come out?"
"You know that you are dead and the situation is over, so you can only choose a new [Emperor] to restore the glory of the past in this era?"
"You want to find the shadow of your past selves in these children. You all feel that if another version of yourself appears, this era can be subverted... After all, you did do it in the past."
"But do you really think that the feudal emperor style you once had can still be applied to this era?"
Xuan Yujun made a secret again, and the cross energy sword slowly split into three, and then into six... The six swords of the new era, which symbolized the power of science, surrounded Xuan Yujun, and the edge of the sword was It refers to the ancient ideas and order that have long been lost in the years.
He said calmly:
"You of the old era will never be able to create an emperor of the new era..."
"If this world is really going to be overturned by someone, it won't be you who make him, but this era itself."
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The battle between feudalism and science roared in the sky.
Under the rolling dark clouds and continuous thunder, a figure wearing a theatrical robe slowly stopped in front of the golden steps leading to the sky...
"It's so high..." Jiang Xiaohua looked like she was dying, with only deep tiredness in her eyes, "It's so tiring to climb up... Anyway, those emperors don't have time to care about you, how about you go by yourself this time? "