NO.27 The Purple Emperor's Harem (1)
Tens of millions of years ago, in ancient times, the Purple Emperor ascended the throne not long ago. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThe war has just been extinguished, and the world is far from at peace.
The dragons and desolations, who have been dormant for many years, have taken advantage of the situation to divide one side in a vain attempt to carve up the world. The earth is full of calamities, and the weak are wailing, and even the great powers of the human race cannot resist the attacks of those gigantic creatures.
The world gods in the Divine Domain felt the meaning of the origin of the ancient star, and couldn't bear to watch it fall into dire straits. At this very moment, because of the various negative energies accumulated in the war, coupled with the turmoil of the world itself. A new deity, Nashadimi, the god of calamity, was born.
Therefore, under the auspices of Arastol, the god of heavenly punishment, Nashadimi, the god of calamity, blessed the suffering mankind.
According to the instructions of the gods, the Purple Emperor sent his subordinates to use the flesh and blood of those dragons and desolations as auxiliary materials, and the divine materials given by the gods as the main materials, to create the armor of eighty-one calamity knights. And the eight kings who guarded the other eight continents were blessed by other gods and made their own armor of the Calamity Knight King. The Armor of the Calamity Knights, which combines the power of the king himself, has a much more powerful power than the eighty-one Calamity Knights.
Under the arrangement of the Purple Emperor, eighty-one Calamity Knights also became subordinates of different kings.
Of the original eighty-one Calamity Knights, seven more had come close to the power of the eight kings because of other blessings from the gods. So some of them separated them from the eighty-one knights of calamity, and called them the seven horsemen of the king.
No matter how heavy yesterday was, it couldn't stop the book of time from turning. Yesterday has passed, and today has arrived.
The corpses and survivors in Beichuan Middle School have been almost cleaned up, and teams of heavily armed soldiers are still guarding the smooth progress of the cleanup. There is no longer any need to cover up, and the government would like to silence those who are in a state of panic, but this is obviously impossible.
The task of the Special Operations Division now is to completely remove the remains of the Doom and eliminate any contamination that may exist. At the very least, they don't want the guys who follow the smell to get the evidence of the unfounded.
A large number of reporters gathered outside the protective circle, using remote cameras to catch rare shots. Short messages similar to "school zombies" and "Resident Evil" have been spread all over the Internet.
The street that was bombarded by Gan Tian's leg was also sealed, and more than a dozen surviving armed policemen were maintaining order. The fire on the street has now been extinguished, several special operations personnel are pretending to check for radiation, and some firefighters with search and rescue dogs are searching for survivors in the rubble.
Pictures of the beasts had already been posted online, and officials had to publicize Feast, who was also circulated in the evening, that he was some kind of messenger of justice, in order to suppress public panic. As for some of the photos of the Purple Emperor Cruelty Beast, they have been thoroughly recycled by various means, and even pictures with similar characteristics will be blocked once they enter the Internet. The Special Operations Unit tracks these images forever from the hands of ordinary people through powerful network technology.
Paul was naturally not restricted by Mingzhou, and when he saw the Purple Emperor, he used Feast's own battle recorder to record the footage at that time, and directly transmitted these images back to Kongzhou through satellites. When the news came out, not only Kongzhou, but even some organizations in Central Continent were alarmed. Anyone who understands the ancient world is not aware of the strongest person in the ancient world, the Purple Emperor. Just as the royal family of the continent is the representative of the continent, the Purple Emperor is like the representative of the ancient world, and when it comes to the ancient world, he must be mentioned as the master.
Mingzhou may actually have the reincarnation of that Purple Emperor, and this matter has attracted the attention of many ancient forces. The Kushu side was the first to react, and the order to find out the truth was immediately issued. In order to get more relevant information from Ming Zhou, they were even ready to sacrifice the deeper secrets of the armor in exchange. There is no obvious action on the part of Middle-earth, and this slightly negative attitude is not in line with their usual concept of "world center", but their real thoughts are only understood by themselves.
Chu Heng defected, Chen Yue did not return, and even that Mayor Feng was very unlucky to be shot to death by the beast. As a result, Huaizhou's special operations department was leaderless and could only directly follow orders from above. After resorting to this expedient measure, the headquarters of the imperial capital immediately dispatched Chu Ping, the head of the Ministry of State Security, that is, the top official of the special operations department. Chu Ping can be said to be in danger, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and after confirming the information, he took a special plane to Huaizhou.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Gan Tian woke up again in a state of confusion.
"It's all gone, it's better to forget all those things. Gan Tian whispered, then opened his eyes, and was greeted by a magnificent ceiling, the illumination inlaid in the top corner with crystal extravagant and extreme, and the mural directly above was a lush ancient forest.
Gan Tian immediately closed his eyes and told himself, "I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming......"
After repeating this several times, he opened his eyes with confidence, and his eyes were still the same as the picture just now.
"Ahh
Gan Tian was about to collapse, isn't this the feeling of being in the ancient world again? Sure enough, the ensuing brain tingling confirmed his inference, this is the Purple Emperor's palace, and this is the ancient world of tens of millions of years.
The prompt information ended here very willfully, leaving only Gan Tian with a bewildered face to stand for a few seconds.
"Wait, Xinggong?" Gan Tian raised his eyebrows and scratched his head unconsciously. Looking back on my previous experience in the ancient world, it seems that the woman who looked like 2 was brought back to her palace by the Purple Emperor. It seems that the plot here is connected to the last one. Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have more autonomy this time.
Maybe it's because of the lack of information in that paragraph, at least I finally feel like I'm still myself.
A game with a strong sense of substitution, it is still necessary to give some power to act independently, otherwise how interesting it is.
After thinking about it for a while, a strange explanation popped up in Gan Tian's mind. Maybe it's not the memory of the Purple Emperor, but a virtual game based on the ancient world. The operators must be the so-called gods. By the way, Lisa, no, isn't that world god the god of dreams, since she can create that terrible otherworld, it wouldn't be a big deal to create such a world.
Damn, isn't this pot still gone, no, she should have been taken away by Mei Yizi.
"Forget it, think about it. ā
Gan Tian accepted the assumption, then stood up, ready to investigate here. However, the moment he got up, he was shocked to find that he was naked.
Something wasn't quite right, but Gan Tian wasn't worried at all. He was the master of the ancient world, could there be any accidents? So he simply didn't even wear clothes, and got out of bed in stride.
At some distance from the bed were cabinets, high and low, one of which was open and contained a set of clothes. On top of the other cabinet there are some utensils for storing flowers, and there are actually some unknown flower species in it.
Although it is very old, compared with the technology and modernity of this era, Gan Tian feels that the ancient era is only inferior to military and entertainment. There are no power plants that spew black smoke every day, no chemical factories that produce poisons all day long, and no military factories that are "full of gunpowder". As for those modern industrial facilities, with all the characteristics of the industrial age, they have nothing to do with ancient times.
But the impression of Gan Tian in ancient times was not bad. The crystals used for lighting were obviously much more powerful than any electric lamp, the wooden bed board was scented, and the quilt and cushion were made of something similar to silk, which was as soft as Ness's products. The floor is covered with stone slabs, each of which is tens of square meters in size, adding up to this huge empty room.
Even if the furnishings are simple, they give an unforgettable sense of perfection.
There was always a fragrance wafting in the air, and at first Gan Tian thought it was the fragrance of flowers or something. But as his body got used to it, he soon realized that it was the smell of the air here. For the ancient Purple Emperor, this kind of smell may have been used to for a long time, but for Gan Tian, the air here is purer than the air stored in those air bottles sold abroad.
As long as you think about it, you can understand that in ancient times, human beings were only one of the ten categories of heaven and earth, and they were far from being the only masters. Modern human research would have proved that the oxygen content in ancient times was more than ten times higher than in the world today. At that time, the air was not polluted, and it was full of beneficial ingredients that could support life.
As a result, creatures that are born and raised abound, and huge desolate and dragon creatures are not scarce here.