"The First Emperor has failed, at the hands of one of the remnants of the Protoss."

Confucius sighed helplessly.

"Although this remnant of the Protoss is not as strong as the First Emperor, he is also a super strong man who is not weaker than the old man, and if the First Emperor wants to kill him, he will need at least seven or eight moves."

"In order to prevent the First Emperor from breaking the curse, this Protoss powerhouse actually threw himself into the incineration pit formed by Confucian disciples regardless of his personal safety, and polluted the entire ritual with the blood of the Protoss."

"This Protoss powerhouse's incarnation of blood has destroyed the entire blood sacrifice plan, making the 'cursed power' go in the opposite direction, and it will be twice as deep as before."

"From the first hundred years to a great emperor, to the next thousand years, and now, the rules of heaven and earth have long not allowed the human race to produce another great emperor."

Speaking of this, Confucius's tone was very embarrassed and sighing, and his face was full of sorrow.

"And later?" Mo Tian frowned slightly, listening to this eternal past, even a person of his character was unconsciously substituted into it, and he actually gave birth to a little emotion.

"Later? Hehe......"

Sage Kong took a deep breath, turned his back to the sky, closed his eyes, and showed a helpless look on his face.

After half a ring, he opened his eyes, and a little tear appeared in the corner of his wrinkled eye.

"The First Emperor was angry and bloody, and the curse of eternity was not cracked to his generation, but it was twice as heavy as before, and he was depressed and depressed, and finally died in his own demons, and a generation of emperors has fallen since then, and the strongest Great Qin Empire has gradually fallen apart after his death."

"It happened that two years after the death of the first emperor, the bronze tower happened to be born, and the disheartened old man finally came up with another way to crack the 'curse' of the human race after thinking about it in every way."

Recalling this, Sage Kong's face finally regained his original hearty smile and said with a smile.

"The old man erased all the records about the First Emperor and me in the history books, re-cultivated a group of Confucianism and Taoism, tried his best to spread Confucianism and Taoism in the world, and slowly pulled the direction of this great world from martial arts to Wendao."

"At that time, there were no guardians on the first three floors of the Bronze Tower, so the old man escaped into the third layer of the Bronze Tower, refined this piece of world into his own body, became the guardian of the Bronze Tower, and observed the situation in the outside world, waiting for the time to come."

"Cultivating the entire Confucian Dao, absorbing the scholarly spirit of the world, and shaking the curse with the power of literary songs, if nothing else, this layout could have been completed in the seventeenth century AD."

"However, the plan can't catch up with the changes, what I never expected was the birth of the Protoss, and there were strong people who also targeted the faith power from the human race, and created the Heavenly Palace, the Thirty-three Days of Outer Heaven, Heaven and other places of faith, carving up the faith of the human race."

"However, just when the old man almost wanted to kill himself in the bronze tower, the day of the fall of the gods happened."

"The number of fallen Protoss powerhouses is even more tragic than the battle between man and god that day, the entire Protoss has completely collapsed, and there are countless orphans of Protoss."

Sage Kong slowly recounted the day of the fall of the gods, and fell into the memory.

……

Cloud City.

This vast city was wrapped in a layer of lilac light curtain at this moment, and the light balls of four small suns rose behind the four gates of 'east, west, north and south', exuding endless light.

However, underneath this lilac light curtain, countless small figures and monsters in the sky were caught in a battle of life and death.

Blood, flesh, stumps......

The smell of blood filled the air almost red, staining everyone's clothes red, and the terrible smell filled every corner of the city.

No one could have imagined that the battle would be so brutal that the Commander's forces had fallen by almost 30% in three days, and it was almost impossible to find a single person on the battlefield who was not injured.

Even the ordinary logistics personnel in the city were still injured countless times under the impact of the aftermath.

"Seventy percent of the East Gate has fallen, go to the rescue!"

"There are less than 100 people left in Simon, and they are almost falling!"

……

Countless messages were transmitted to the command post of this Cloud City, making the faces of the people inside even more ugly.

"Hold on! Tell Ann Sheng! Be sure to hold on! You can lose everything, but the north gate and the east gate must not be lost! ”

A man's fist slammed into the table, causing it to slam and scream.

Although the Great Array of City Protectors can ensure the internal safety of Cloud City, there are two independent town array pillars, these two pillars are almost the core of the entire large array, compared to the four formations that confuse the desolate beasts and disperse their forces, these two independent town array pillars are the real core of Cloud City.

And the seats of these two town formation pillars are at the north gate and east gate of Cloud City, which are guarded by the only two sages left in Cloud City.

"The West Gate and the South Gate will draw thirty percent of my troops to fill the East Gate!"

The man calmed down, thought for a while, quickly sketched rough lines on the strategic layout map with a pen, then put down his hand on the table, raised his head, and said to the communication soldier in front of him.

Be!

The communications officer quickly nodded and used the military communication device to convey the man's orders to the various departments.

"Three hours! As long as Lord Ansheng lasts for another three hours! The crisis at the East Gate can be overcome! ”

However, the man's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he kept scratching his hair and fell into madness as he looked at the seat of the east gate on the map.

He knew very well that the current strength of Cloud City had reached its limit, even if it was to transfer troops from the south gate and the west gate, it would take at least three hours to complete the deployment of combat power, and by then it would probably be too late.

"Damn!"

There was annoyance in the man's voice.

……

The east gate of Cloud City.

This was an incomparably tragic battlefield, and the entire space, except for the desolate beasts and the controllers, had been completely filled with blood-red mist.

The remains of the Arakawa and the Masters who died in battle could not even be left on the battlefield, and the shock remnants of the battle continued above could easily grind the corpses below into powder.

Hundreds of Terran Masters are fighting with the Great Black Shadows of the Three Heavens at this moment.

The remnants of the Terran powerhouses fell from the air one after another, smashed into pulp.

"Don't be impulsive, Lord Ansheng! Please fix it for a few more moments, and the warriors should have a little more time to hold on! ”

In the light curtain of the east gate, looking at the outside almost replenishing the fallen soldiers with crowd tactics, a woman with bleeding chest tried to stand up several times, but was pulled down by the soldiers next to her several times.

"Lord Ansheng, you are our last hope, please let us do our last strength for Yuncheng and for you, okay!"

Pulling back her grip beside him, he spoke to her in a deep voice.

"Please don't trample on our dignity!" (To be continued.) )