Fighting Nations. Only non-stop fighting will bring wealth and glory.

This is Condor City's understanding of living in this world, its mission and the meaning of survival. On a beautiful night with brilliant lights, the soldiers gathered around the stage in the open-air round square, forming a huge and neat circle.

The dark green riding uniforms of the 50,000 soldiers have green grass and a swooping eagle totem. Holding an extremely sharp three-edged spear in his hand, he was solemnly ready for battle.

This time, it was just a small area with a population of only a hundred thousand near Condor City, there was no waterway, no desert, and he only needed to climb over two mountains to have the opportunity to take that 'paradise' for himself.

The stage is not improvised, but a precious immortal product left by our ancestors. On either side of the large blue rippling glass stage were two towering red trees of blood light. In the height of summer, it's as red as its name suggests. The thick dry blood light tree that can only be surrounded by five or six people reaches the sky.

There are so many branches and leaves, like a spire rising from the ground. In the moonlight, the blood is cruel and beautiful.

The aqua-blue sparkling stage, illuminated by the moonlight, looks pure and enthusiastic compared to the red of the 'small' bloodlight tree compared to the stage.

Riding the tallest and most powerful brown steed, Gisut was in front of the generals of one side, and his steady and quiet breathing forcefully ordered all the soldiers to be quiet.

On this beautiful night when the sound is empty and the moonlight is shining. Suddenly, there was a sound of gongs and drums of 'dong ~'. The voice is loud and powerful. Then, two, three...

"Click~"

"Click~"

The soldiers raised their boots in unison, turned forcefully, and stepped back to either side, quickly showing a path on one side.

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

The sound began to become crisp, like the sound of an aqua blue sparkling stage.

This is the sound of music coming from the tallest tower of Condor City, which is called 'Joy of Heaven'.

On the road in the middle, I gradually became a clear fog that I could see clearly. The soldiers saw a naked man and a woman carrying a bamboo ladder slowly coming from the fog.

The man carrying the head of the Shenzhu bamboo ladder has a sturdy and toned line, and under the waist, there is a pair of white close-fitting briefs. The woman carrying the head behind the bamboo ladder is naked, and her body is sturdy and beautiful, like the gift of the goddess of the moonlight.

In the middle of the bamboo ladder on the shoulders of men and women, there is a woman standing barefoot, the upper body of the woman is a hollow blouse made of gold, and the lower body is a blue gauze skirt, and the tassel made of gold at the waist falls to the skirt in a long way.

The face is covered with a white mask that is incomparably delicately depicted. Above the mask and behind the entire head was draped a long white scarf, which reached the ground and was four or five meters long.

She held a scepter with a branch of a red leaf as soft as a willow branch.

In addition to the two naked men and women carrying the bamboo ladder, there were three other maids dressed in blue with white and red eagle totem makeup painted on their faces, two of whom were on the left and right. One is behind it.

With the rapid sound of music, the footsteps of the two goddess attendants under the Shenzhu bamboo ladder also accelerated slightly.

When the two goddess attendants put the high priest on the stage and gently lowered the goddess from the sacred bamboo ladder. Their mission was accomplished, and they slowly stepped back from the stage with respect.

The other three maids-in-waiting, dressed in blue gauze robes, retreated to the back of the stage, a few hundred square meters, and as the music picked up further, twenty or thirty red-clad deputy priests and dancers came out from the road that the soldiers had just vacated.

They beat to the rhythm of the music, sometimes tumbling towards the stage.

When twenty or thirty dancers arrived on the stage, they formed a circle. Reverently half-knelt around the high priest and began to recite the mantra of the expedition with great vigour.

"In 1405, the lord relied on the name of the god of war, the great god of Sibal, to conquer the city of heaven..."

After presenting to the heavens, they began to dance, hoping that their latest dance would be pleasing to the gods and the gods of Zebal, and that they would bring blessings.

The high priest with the scepter in a delicate white mask danced in a red circle, and the four or five meters long white gauze scarf turned into a meter-long white veil, floating with her movements under the influence of divine power.

The scepter never left her hand, in the process of dancing to the heavens, in a powerful spell. The soldiers suddenly saw the bloodlight leaves on the scepter suddenly brighten.

In an instant, the crisp music was replaced by the rapid sound of drums.

The twenty or thirty red-robed deputy priests and dancers on the stage quickly retreated, and seven of them, dressed in white underpants and wearing flamboyant red-gold openwork masks, walked out of the army and walked onto the stage in a very regular and powerful manner.

Standing at the back of the stage, three maids in blue gauze stepped forward and slowly pulled the white scarf apart. The white scarf grew longer and longer, forming a misty circle.

Wrap the high priest and the seven blessed generals inside the white veil...

In the yarn, the incomparably clear shadow of the marriage was imprinted into the eyes of the soldiers, and also into the eyes of Hu Xuecheng.

At the time of the meeting, the high priest raised his whole body backwards, and his arms were extremely tense as if they were flying upwards. The strong soldiers embraced her waist and rode under the waist that would make it easy for the good generals to marry.

The red branches of divine power that lit up on the scepter in his hand dotted on the heads of the Fu Jiang's soldiers.

The soldiers and lords gathered around the stage listened in silence to the sound of tassels on the clothes of the masked high priests and the rhythmic sounds of the soldiers' morale.

After the Blessings had planted the seeds of excitement into the body of the High Priest, they stepped down from the stage.

A man and a woman with their naked bodies carried a bamboo ladder and re-entered the stage. The high priest stood on the sacred bamboo ladder and was carried down the stage by the attendants.

Luo Yu returned to the inner room of the temple, in the inner room of layers of white veil. Constantly barefoot, jumping, the tassels on his body make a tinkling sound.

"High Priest, what are you?" A maid in a blue gauze robe showed anxiety on her face, "This is a seed given by the great god Sibal, whether it can take root and sprout, it depends on the meaning of the goddess of abundance." You can't wreak havoc like that! ”

Luo Yu looked at the maid, "I warn you, don't spread this matter." Otherwise, Rinya won't spare you. "Rinia has already gone on the expedition, and when Rieya returns, she will tell Rieya again, and it is very likely that she is an accomplice. Because she didn't stop it. Therefore, Luo Yu threatened unscrupulously.

"High priest, don't jump anymore~ If it can really sprout, isn't it good to be a goddess or a god son given by the great god of Sibal?"

Luo Yucai doesn't want any goddess or god, she wants it, and it can only be Hu Xuecheng's child. "Wait for one day, you like someone. You'll know how much temptation is nothing compared to him—" she said abruptly.

After she finished speaking, she continued to jump up again..., you are lonely, and the young lady warms you with a movie