Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Gathering of the Demon King's Revisit
Annihilation of the Son of Heaven, reclining on the soft support of the Demon King's throne, listening to the hustle and bustle of the flashy world, the smile on his face is as gorgeous as a peach and plum. Between his eyebrows, a golden flame-like demon mark shone out, and it couldn't help but jump in the light and darkness.
After a short pause, he stood up again, paced back and forth in front of the throne for two steps, and suddenly waved the sleeves of his robe, burst into laughter, and recited aloud in front of the six golden palace gates: "Mountains and rivers are all spirits, the Son of Heaven is respected, eighteen angels, come quickly!"
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(Deep in a mountain, a hidden palace)
"This ...... What is this sound?" In the dark bedroom, an old figure curled up on a couch. When he heard the bell that shocked the world, his bent back suddenly straightened, his arms shook, and the candles in the four corners of the room were lit at the same time through the sarong.
"This is the Celestial/Chaoyun Bell from the Tomb of Despair, yes, it is the Cloud Bell that is informing the world that the Son of Heaven is back!
Compared with the high-spirited and reckless man who was thinking about how to conquer the four seas five hundred years ago, today's wild python is gray-haired and old. The corners of his wrinkled eyes drooped, and it was difficult to hide his sadness, and his sluggish expression revealed his endless haggardness.
But when the bell of the Tomb of Despair rang, and a ray of hope rose in vain from his godless eyes, he still did not seem to believe his ears, and stood up tremblingly, trying to wipe away the old tears that had been rolling down in vain.
He was about to run out of the door, but someone had already pushed the door vigorously, and Elder Nanfeng walked in.
"Python King, Python King, do you hear the bell?" The demon Dao, who has always been scheming and calculating, has the same voice and expression, when the bell rings, he is as flustered and dazed as a python.
The python grabbed him by both arms and replied repeatedly: "I heard it, I heard it! It's the caracal, he's back! Nanfeng, my son is back!"
If it weren't for the support of the south wind, he was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground, but he was unconscious, his hand trembled and pointed to the door slightly, and he couldn't wait to order: "Hurry, hurry, quickly summon the eighteen angels of the Angel Corps and go to the Tomb of Despair with me!"
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Still half-lying comfortably on the throne, the Son of Desolation plucked a crystal grape from the tray and put it in his mouth.
On his left and right, a palace maid with an apricot face and peach cheeks stood on his side, and she gently fanned him. At the back placket of the palace maids, the fluffy fox tails are swinging.
Under the throne, there was a row of prostrate attendants, either holding a fruit bowl or a jade pot in their hands, all held high above their heads. Each fruit bowl is filled with a variety of tempting fruit delicacies, and the jade pot is filled with nectar branches.
Soon after, the sky outside the Tomb of Despair was full of thunder and clouds.
In the gray clouds, a banner with the word "caracal" is waving with the wind, and under the banner of the word "caracal", there are countless flags, which are flying so much that they cover the sun and the sky.
Under the flag, the drums and horns sounded in unison, and the eighteen-way angel corps of the demon army, after hearing the cloud bell of the Tomb of Despair, had already gathered their subordinates, and as soon as they were summoned by the mad python, they all set off and went to the palace of the demon king together. The momentum of the million-strong division is so great that it is difficult to see the end of the formation.
Since the Battle of Wuyue, after being dealt with by a little girl in Xi Mutong, and even losing the Soul Lock, the python learned from the pain and realized that although his troops were numerous, they were actually sloppy and vulnerable, so when he came back, he was angry and beheaded several generals.
He couldn't bear to see his father kill again, so he promised to help him clean up military discipline and build an army that was truly strong and impregnable.
This army, at the beginning of its establishment, had already begun to show its edge when it attacked the Chaos Valley of the Protoss. The Python used it to defeat the Huaxia Emperor's divine soldiers, and it was almost effortless. But he still doesn't know, the fall of the Protoss has become the ultimate reason why Annihilation is completely disheartened by the position of the Demon King and decides to leave.
At that time, he subdivided the million demon soldiers into eighteen roads, and each road set up an angel general, each with a number, which was connected to form eighteen characters: Xiaoxiang Road looked at the clouds and flew coldly, and the pine and cypress path was obscure and thunderous.
The implied meaning of this eighteen-character number is only clear to him: Xiaoxiang, alluding to the verdant bamboo of Jiluo Mountain. Songbai means that he longs in his heart to one day be like Songbai, to protect the love of his life, Xi Mutong. (To be continued.) )