"How many days?" Zhao Anmin repeated solemnly, obviously dissatisfied with this uncertain number.

"It's not something I can decide." Ying Zheng shook his head.

"This is the battlefield that I have built with her, I have been sleeping in the underground dormitory for two thousand years because of the suppression of her, I thought that the dragon vein that I built with Xu Fu during her travels will one day wear out her will, but it is clear that the sky and I do not agree with each other." Zhao Anmin arched his hand: "It has been more than three months since the node of the dragon vein was lost, and most of the dragon species that were explored have not returned, and the news that can be confirmed is that there are a large number of dragon demons. ”

"Because of the dragon blood fallen dragon demon," the First Emperor bowed his head slightly,

"Her army is bound to have a huge number of dragon demons."

"The flesh and blood of the ancestral dragon is the best degenerative agent, and in front of the dragon demon's military array, it is difficult for the army of the dragon species to stop it." Zhao Anmin said.

In the history of the Secret Party, the royal family of Persia may have mastered the method of raising Deadpool, and they were established

In the Persian Empire in the 5th and 6th centuries BC, the Legion of the Undead was the largest heavy infantry unit and generally served as the Praetorian Guard of the Persian king.

This army is known for:

There is a reason for the name "Immortal", Deadpool's body flowing with dragon blood can also be injured, but at the same time, it can quickly recover in battle, and the void of the dead can be quickly filled by soldiers from nowhere, as if it is inexhaustible, such an army participated in the famous Battle of Hot Springs, slaughtering the famous Spartan 300 warriors.

"Do you think I have an army of dragons?" The First Emperor asked.

"I don't know."

"You will know, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, when the soldiers come to the city, my army will naturally appear."

"Why did you and that ancestral dragon choose this place here and now?" The First Emperor didn't answer this question, but just walked back to the dragon chair and sat down and answered the question: "The dragon vein is based on the countless nodes I set up when I traveled around the Zen Dynasty, connecting the leylines of the entire Huaxia, to be precise, all the caves and blessed lands in Huaxia are shrouded in my dragon veins, and no one can escape the coverage of the dragon veins. ”

"But from the first time you and I met decades ago, there began to be fish that slipped through the net under the rule of the dragon vein."

"Some caves do not use the leylines as a carrier, and some directly refuse to cover them after they are built." Zhao Anmin lowered his eyes and said softly: "I'm afraid it's the Cave Heaven Blessed Land established by the Dragon King himself." ”

"Those alien kings possess the power to shield the dragon veins and show their coveting of the ancestral dragon, as I told you a long time ago."

"We have no way to look for them, we can only wait for them to do it, and the dragons that can hide among humans have pure blood, can freely construct bodies, and even disguise spirits." Zhao Anmin once again gave up.

But Ying Zheng doesn't seem to care much about orthodoxy outside of the dragon vein

"Incompetent".

"Do you know what they did to make me have to put the battlefield of the decisive battle with her on the verge of death in Great Qin, who is about to die?" Ying Zheng rubbed the golden dragon head at the armrest of the dragon chair, his eyes were far away, he was the first emperor who swept Liuhe and looked at the eight wildernesses, so naturally he wouldn't even understand why he was in a desperate situation.

"Why?"

"Because they rejected my rule over the dragon vein, but chose to join my territory with my territory, and invaded my territory when I and the ancestral dragon were entangled with each other." Obviously, the hands-on man penetrated the gates of the Nibelungen, allowing a large number of Deadpools to pass through each other in the land of the dead, as if falling from the sky into the dragon veins, for the orthodox dragon species that entered the node, fighting with Deadpool is not a big deal, but when the number difference between the two sides reaches a certain proportion, it is not a fight, but

"Survive". It wasn't torture for them. The death brought by the murderous Deadpool does not end in an instant, they will eat as much as they once wanted, break through their skin and swallow their organs, separate their fragile bodies, and even fight their current counterparts in a scramble.

Zhao Anmin's eyes trembled, he lowered his head but did not bend down, and then turned his head and left, never asking about the whereabouts of those people in the node, nor what kind of cards the first emperor held in his hand to block an army of Deadpool.

There are no city walls outside Xianyang Palace. What to take? ........ The sun sets in the west, and it is dusk, and the sun is red.

To the east, where the light is shining, a black tide is gradually advancing along the golden land under the light. To the west is Xianyang, to the west is the palace of the tyrannical Qin, to the west is the damned Qin capital, if it is really a thousand years ago China, the rebel army led by Liu Bang will probably think like this, follow Gaozu, stay until Xianyang is broken, and briefly enter the main pass.

But this is just a small world, a battlefield established by the Human Emperor and the Ancestral Dragon, who have been deadlocked with each other for thousands of years, through the world's largest alchemy matrix.

Naturally, the formation of the Kuroshio will not be a rebel army. Those are Deadpool, monsters that can tear tigers and leopards alive.

Deadpools are mostly dressed in black robes, the breeze blowing through the black robes that cover their faces, and the golden holes underneath are full of bloodthirsty desires, driving them to the king's laws and hunting instincts, rather than the righteousness of liberating the people.

From time to time, shallow shadows cast in the sky, shadow-covered Deadpool grinding his teeth restlessly, and predators are just as terrified in the presence of more advanced hunters.

It was one of the few pure-blooded dragons in the army, from the third or fourth generations who could release the spirit of speech at will, to the fifth generation of dragonborns who only relied on the dragon's body to fight with the dragon's breath.

Directly in front of the Kuroshio, several black dots moved forward unhurriedly, and none of the monsters behind them did not desire to stretch their limbs at a speed comparable to that of a cheetah

"March", but none of the Deadpools who have lost their minds dare to cross the Commander in front. Liu? It shouldn't be said that the ancestral dragon, she at least retains her human form now, with pure black scale armor, wings on her back and claws on her back, these dragon features continue to emerge on the march until this one

"Man" transforms into a real black dragon. He rode a dragon blood subspecies, which was originally also a horse that traveled thousands of miles a day, and it broke open with black scales and dragon wings

The skin of the "human" is constantly being transformed by the dragon's blood that spills from the wound and penetrates its pores with activity.

So the mount, like its owner, began a terrifying metamorphosis, and the increased scales and membranous wings made it transform into a horse

"Noble" subspecies of dragon's blood. Take a pure-blood Dragonborn

There are probably not many subspecies of "fetal blood" that have completed evolution in the entire history. Dragon fetal blood is called

The "Holy Grail" thing, the dragon clan will hardly allow the slightest fetal blood to flow out, but the sanity of the dragon that descended on this maxima does not yet exist, and the precious blood flows into its body in this way.

There was also a combination of a man and a horse, and the black-haired man with a strange mask on his face was swinging gracefully on an ordinary horse.

Although it would have been impossible for such an ordinary mount to keep up with the speed of that subspecies, the strange thing was that he was indeed fighting

"Gaozu" walked side by side. He watched with interest the transformation from a man to a dragon on the side, and the soaring of the lucky horse.

This level

The "Holy Grail" is used on a brute, and it is probably the only one in the long history of the dragons.

The man didn't try to collect those precious blood at this time, unlike Deadpool and dragons who were forced to suppress the bloodline behind him and didn't even dare to raise their desires, he had always been open to the desires brought by dragon blood.

It's just that his desire is too great, and he is worried that a little blood will not satisfy his appetite, so he simply waits for the time to feast on an empty stomach.

......... Lu Mingfei followed the courtiers' army out of the high palace city in a daze, and suddenly his sleeves were pulled by someone, and when he turned his head, he turned his head to see that it was a familiar face.

"Lu Mingfei?" Yang Huaizhou, who was wearing armor, asked loudly for confirmation. Lu Mingfei was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he couldn't wait to hug him on the spot, although he and Yang Huaizhou had only known each other for dozens of days, and most of them were still nodding friends of the orthodox clan, but it was indeed an indescribable surprise to be able to see the people he knew right now.

"Follow me." Yang Huaizhou didn't look as surprised as Lu Mingfei, and after speaking in a low voice, he took a step into the alley on the side.

Lu Mingfei had no choice but to follow him in the narrow alleys, ending with a small house.

Yang Huaizhou opened the door and walked in with Lu Mingfei, which was full of orthodox dragon species of his peers, the dragon slayer was stubborn and stubborn, wearing a somewhat simple armor, and the monks were wearing Taoist robes that were very in line with their status, and among all of them, only Lu Mingfei's dark green official robe with blood stains was particularly eye-catching.

"How long have you been since you woke up?" Yang Huaizhou asked straight to the point.

"Just this morning." Lu Mingfei picked up the tea on the table and poured it down, and replied. Yang Huaizhou and the people around him looked at each other, and there were some doubts in their eyes.

"What the hell is going on? Shouldn't we be under the Mausoleum of the First Emperor? I don't think it's right out there! This ghost place looks like the Qin Dynasty. Lu Mingfei asked while drinking water.

"This may be the Qin Dynasty." Yang Huaizhou nodded heavily: "We should have entered an extremely special Nibelungen. ”

"Nibelungen?" Of course Lu Mingfei knew what it was, the selection content of the border bar in the book "Basic Concepts of Alchemy", but because compared to the kind of thing in "Alchemy Chemistry", Lu Mingfei read this book as a storybook, so he still has an impression.

It was the true land of the dead, with legends of dead metal everywhere and the air rich in the Philosopher's Stone, a place of dreams for alchemists.

However, according to Chen Mo's correction, almost all of the Nibelungen could not reach the realm of legend, and the Nibelungen created by the half-breed and even the first species only had some of its characteristics.

The true land of the dead is the creation of the Black Emperor, and the Night's Watch has spent most of their lives searching for this ultimate realm, but to no avail.

"We entered the most important node of the dragon vein, which is also the center of the emperor's mausoleum, obviously the emperor's body is inside, but we have already arrived here before we see him." Yang Huaizhou stared at Lu Mingfei seriously.

"According to the records of the family sources, there will be an enchantment similar to the Nibelungen boundary around the dragon vein node, and when we step into the enchantment, we will also enter the Nibelungen, and there will be no turning back at that time."

"You mean that the so-called dragon vein node is surrounded by portals that pass through, and once you enter, you will travel to the Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago?" Lu Mingfei felt that his head was twice bigger.

"We prefer to call this place the dream of the dragon vein." Yang Huaizhou and the Fang Shi led by him nodded in confirmation and said.

"Dragon's ..... Dream? Lu Mingfei's eyes gradually widened: "Isn't the dragon vein an alchemy matrix?" ”

"This is the consensus reached by orthodox alchemists in thousands of years of research, you should know that a matrix without living spirits is incomplete, and the dragon vein is probably the largest matrix in the world, and there must be living souls to support it."

"The living spirit ....... that supports such a large array" is in Chen Mo

Under the educational policy of "only urging and self-study", Lu Mingfei had an extremely solid alchemy foundation in just a few months, and Yang Huaizhou's intentional reminder instantly blurted out: "The First Emperor!" ”

"Maybe it's not just the First Emperor." Yang Huaizhou said,

"And a dragon from the first generation or even on it."

"In the orthodox historical records, the first emperor is the closest to the 'feathering' dragon species, and it is almost impossible for this kind of thing to happen to him due to illness, according to the records of the Ying family, the matrix of the dragon vein was not officially launched until the time of the death of Qin, which is close to the current time node."

"You mean that the First Emperor didn't really die until the fall of the Qin Dynasty?"

"Just guessing." Yang Huaizhou was not sure, and talked about the information he had obtained in the past few days. That's right, it's these days.

"The awakening of the rest of us was basically at noon three days ago, and we obtained different identities, basically the monks and stargazing Taoists in the palace, as well as the guards in the palace, and the forbidden army of the city defense, but the names and appearances of the people have not changed, and the people around us have not reacted to this."

"Their speech and understanding of the language are close to the outside, but the basic conditions here are the real Qin Dynasty level, which has not changed at all." Lu Mingfei blinked, and at the same time got more doubts: "If this is a dream, what is the matter with those people?" ”

"Qin Shi Huang's dream shouldn't be able to support these people's reactions, right?" This wonderful sense of sensitivity comes from Koji's extensive reading of anime works, and the unsurprising plot has improved his ability to accept and adapt to the status quo to a certain extent.

Outside the palace, he had met a little eunuch, what was the difference between that reaction and a real person? Or is it that the First Emperor had nothing to do in the mausoleum, and after Norma from the Academy, he researched the world's second artificial intelligence underground?

This answer can tulle the artificial retardation in human society that cannot even pass the Turing test. That's a good question.

A problem that can keep orthodox dragons awake all night.