Chapter 455: You Live or Die
Chapter 455: You Live or Die
In the Tai'an Palace, Yu Sheng walked around the gate of the hall, his face full of worry, and he looked outside the hall from time to time, as if waiting for an important person to arrive.
You can imagine how anxious he is in his heart at the moment!
The high-level of the Ming Emperor Dynasty, all the peak combat power, all in the Panshan Continent, if there is an accident, it will cause the heaviest blow to the Ming Emperor Dynasty.
"Whew!"
"Woohoo!"
A few sounds of breaking the air came from a distance, and Yu Sheng hurriedly looked at it, and after seeing the comer, he showed a smile.
"See the Emperor, we're all back!"
Han Feizi, Li Bai and the others saluted respectfully, except for the injuries on the bodies of the Mixed Gu and the Evil Spirit King, the rest of the people were neatly dressed, their breath was stable, and they were not injured.
"Hurry up, please get up, all safe and sound!"
Yu Sheng picked up Han Feizi and the others, and set his eyes on the Mixed Gu and the Evil Spirit King, and said with a little worry.
"Back to the emperor, everything is fine!"
Minggu said with a smile, and the Evil Spirit King standing beside him didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.
"That's good!"
The rest of my life breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to let Han Feizi and the others go down to rest, the Evil Soul King, who had been silent, suddenly bowed deeply and shouted loudly: "The minister is guilty, please punish the emperor!"
This move surprised everyone in the hall!
They looked at the Evil Spirit King in a daze, and couldn't believe that this former lord of the Xuan Dynasty, an ambitious king, would show such a posture.
"Get up!"
Yu Sheng also stared at the Evil Spirit King, helped the latter up, and said in a deep voice: "You shouldn't ask me for your guilt, but make amends to the person you are sorry for!"
After standing upright, the Evil Spirit King looked at the rest of his life with a complicated gaze.
For the rest of his life, he felt something unusual, that is, the heart of a king, and the responsibility of an emperor.
"As a general of the defeated army, I have not been killed, it is already a great gift, and I should be content to hold an important position in the imperial dynasty!"
In a thought, the Evil Spirit King thought a lot, gave up his hand to the rest of his life, and then walked in front of the mixed ancient, bent down at the latter, and said apologetically: "On the battlefield, the mixed brother is in danger, but I hesitate, and I have not helped for a long time, this is unjust, please punish the mixed brother!"
Shang Ying, Li Bai, Devouring Emperor, and Fire Ghost King were all on the battlefield, knowing what had happened, their mouths opened slightly, but they didn't speak.
Han Feizi and others who didn't understand what happened were also silent.
"You ......"
As the person concerned, he looked at the evil soul king who apologized, his eyes were full of anger, just because there was no help from the evil soul king, he was just a little bit dead.
If you want to blame, you can't completely blame the Evil Spirit King for this matter!
After all, at that time, the position of the Evil Spirit King had not yet been determined, and he belonged to the swing faction, and he could betray the Ming Dynasty at any time.
And in the later stage of the battle, thanks to the Evil Soul King's action, the two tacitly cooperated, and they insisted until the reinforcements arrived, from this point of view, the Evil Soul King had a life-saving grace for him.
"The battlefield is changing rapidly, and every time you make a move, you need to be cautious, this ...... It's not your fault!"
Minggu exhaled lightly and said with a smile.
Hearing this, the Evil Spirit King straightened up, his dark cheeks revealing a bright smile.
Yu Sheng and the others knew that from this moment on, the heart of the Evil Spirit King would eventually return to the Ming Dynasty, and the loyalty formed through the battlefield was the strongest.
......
The Iwayama Continent, in a storm and rain, was completely in turmoil, especially when the news of the results of the battle spread, people were even more panicked.
The Holy City has been destroyed!
The holy liquid has been taken away!
Whether it is the Holy City or the Holy Liquid, in the hearts of the stone people, it is the spiritual sustenance, integrated into the bones of the race, just like the totem of the ancient race.
In the midst of an ancient mountain, the Stone King walked alone into a cave.
"I was prepared for the worst, I didn't expect it to happen!"
The wise man seemed to have foreseen the end, and when the stone king landed at the entrance of the cave, he made a deep voice, full of helplessness.
Last time, he went to the Holy City, reported the results of the divination, and asked the Stone King to entertain the Fire Demon King and the others, and never offend him, only in this way can the clan be preserved.
I didn't expect it......
"Wise man, is there a solution?"
The Stone King stopped and did not continue to walk, standing in front of the dark cave, and asked loudly.
"The holy liquid is the foundation of the race, once the holy liquid is lost, within 10,000 years, the stone people will be destroyed because there is no new clansman. ”
The wise man stood up and shook the candle flame in front of him, and the light and shadow flickered, shining on the stone wall, revealing a word.
"How can I fix it?"
The Stone King asked in a deep voice, he was very clear about the importance of the Holy Liquid, so at this moment, he was eager to know the solution.
"There are two ways!"
"First, beg for mercy from the invaders, divide the holy liquid equally, and keep the seed of the stone people!"
"Second, start an all-out war, mobilize all the clansmen, and use the tactics of the sea of people to snatch back the holy liquid from the invaders!"
The wise man was silent for a moment, and said two ways.
"What are the odds?"
The Stone King frowned and asked.
"The first method has a 50 percent success rate, and the second method has a 10 percent success rate!"
The wise man said honestly, but did not explain much about the success rate of the algorithm.
Because he knows that most rulers don't care about the process, only the result.
"This king understands!"
The Stone King stood in place, pondered for a moment, took a deep look at the cave, and then turned away, the fire of his soul beating and bursting with blinding light.
"King, I hope you don't make a mistake a second time!"
The wise man put his hands behind his back, looked at the wall, and muttered to himself, under the light of the lamp, the handwriting on the stone wall was very blurry and could not be seen.
......
"What does the wise man say, my lord?"
Thousands of miles away, on a plain, the stone people built many buildings here as a temporary station.
The nine stone man elders gathered together, and when they saw the stone queen, they rushed up and hurriedly asked.
"The wise man predicted that only by fighting to the death can we obtain the holy liquid and continue the fortune of the clan!"
The Stone King hung in the air, and in front of the high-ranking members of the Stone Man and the soldiers of the three major legions, he roared loudly, his voice was loud, echoing the spacious plain.
Countless stone people looked at each other, and some people who were loyal to the stone king gradually raised their hands and shouted in a bustling voice: "Kill, kill, kill ......."
The sound seemed to be contagious, and after a while, all the stone men shouted loudly.
The loud and loud sound echoed throughout the Panshan Continent, and also fell into the deep mountains where the wise man lived in seclusion, and in the deep deep hole, there were echoes one after another.
"Fate!"
When the wise man heard the shout, he understood the plan of the stone king, and sat down in the stone cave to become a stone pier.
Under the light of the candles, the words on the stone wall gradually became clear......
The day of the invasion is the countdown to destruction!