The Tianheng Mountains are shaking like never before, and broken rocks are constantly falling down.
Fortunately, there was a breeze to lift me up, so I didn't suffer the disaster of the sky falling.
Flames jumped on the battlefield at the North Pier, and the burning glass lilies made beeping sounds. The General Affairs Department took advantage of this short gap to continuously mobilize logistics personnel to extinguish the flames, survey the ruins, and rescue the wounded.
Liyue has been at peace for five hundred years. Although the Seven Stars have emergency preparations for war, they are mostly used to guard against attacks by immortals.
Yuehai Pavilion even dug caves in advance for this purpose and stored a large amount of supplies and heavy weapons underground. Even if they turn against the gods, the people can rely on these supplies to continue Liyue's inheritance.
Even if some immortals were suspicious and went up to the pavilion to question Qixing, Ningguang had already thought of an excuse.
"This is just a basic project to build a road through the mountains. It can also absorb a large number of workers who have lost their jobs due to the blockade of the giant abyss."
But Ningguang never expected that Liyue, who had made full preparations, would still get messed up in the sudden war.
Black smoke floats on the blood-stained water conservancy ditch, the Mingxiao Lighthouse on the edge of the North Pier tilts and collapses, the breeze brings the smell of gunpowder smoke and rust, the rose-colored sky is like a warrior's cloak, the stacked remains and scattered broken evil eyes
Everywhere you can see, the entire harbor is shrouded in fear and tragedy.
On the streets of Feiyunpo, Ningguang directed the Qianyan Army to move the Xuanyan heavy artillery and the final machine, aiming them at the surging sky. The immortals came to the heights of Hengshan Mountain in Nantian and took their positions according to the formations passed down from ancient times to this day.
, be ready to use your fairy power to prop up the second barrier under the wind barrier at any time.
Members of the Adventurers Association and the Hidden World Sect in Liyue were organized into a new eradication team and sent out to deal with the ruins guards who were still capable of action.
Although Ningguang did not place any hope on these adventurers and knights, the front line was cruel. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, Xiao Yu, the steward of the General Affairs Department, took the initiative and gave them the task of cleaning up the battlefield, and ordered them to return to the camp for treatment immediately if they were injured. Gan Yu went to the General Affairs Department to take over the transfer of supplies and wounded people. He reorganized the Qianyan Army to guard the street intersections and be wary of any suspicious persons. Beidou returned to the South Pier and directed the sailors and Qianyan Army to clean up the corpses of the sea beasts.
After a great disaster there will be a great epidemic, this is an old saying in Liyue.
If the dirty remains of sea animals are not cleaned up in time, it is very likely to cause a large-scale plague.
Following Ningguang's instructions, Keqing led the Qianyan Army to surround Beiguo Bank.
Everyone is waiting for the end of the battle belonging to the gods above the sky.
As long as the emperor wins, everything will turn around.
"I don't know how the battle is going."
Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun stared at the sky and couldn't help but raise his crane wings.
"I hope the emperor is safe and sound."
The three-eyed and five-appearing immortals were all in their respective positions, but they seemed to be worried, and no one responded to Liu Yun's murmurs.
But soon, this silence was broken by the golden light flying from the sky, and the bright skylight fell from the top of the head, illuminating this land that had not seen the sun for a long time.
The ground began to tremble more violently. After the surrounding Qianyan Army noticed the abnormal movement, they quickly stopped operating their heavy artillery and final machines, turned their heads one after another, and set up their machines at an extremely fast speed, with the muzzles pointing towards the sky.< /p>
There was a buzzing sound from the top of Tianheng Mountain, and all the immortals worked together to build an amber shield covering Liyue, covering the still intact area of Yangang.
However, the golden light penetrated the shield seemingly without any hindrance and broke straight into the cracks in the earth veins cut by Famas.
Then there were loud sounds one after another, the hot magma gradually cooled, the rocks and soil continued to squeeze together, and countless floating dust filled the cliff gaps, healing the scars on the earth like glue.
"This is...the ultimate divine power?"
Liuyun looked at the sky excitedly, and the immortals opened a gap in the protective shield, allowing the dust to enter.
After filling the huge ravine, the dazzling divine power quickly spread to the streets, cleaning up the evil spirit and the power of the abyss remaining in the battlefield before completely disappearing.
The sky above Liyue Port is also changing drastically. The green wind barrier suddenly rises, and the meteorite fire accumulated between the clouds is wrapped in the strong wind and blown towards the sea of clouds. The long-lost sunshine finally appears.
There was no strange cloud surge in the sky before, all the shadows were gone, and the rock awning was dazzling, attracting everyone's attention.
Whether it was the logistics staff of the General Affairs Department, the residents of Liyue who had not had time to evacuate, or several immortals, they all looked to the sky as if they were inspired.
Only Ning Guang did not relax at all, and many soldiers of the Qianyan Army were even more prepared.
The sky exudes dazzling ripples of light, the sky-reaching rock light shoots straight into the sky, the clouds stir like waves turning into whirlpools, the black-yellow dragon appears in the rock light, the molten gold Chongtong is not angry and powerful.
The roar of the dragon echoed through the sky, deafening.
"Emperor!"
Qixing and Xianjia in Liyue Port immediately recognized Yanlong’s true identity.
But before Ning Guang could judge the situation clearly, the young man whose appearance was covered by the blood-colored mask occupied everyone's attention.
The opponent threw a powerful blood-colored spear at the dragon's body. The emperor who controlled Yanguang seemed to have no reaction, and was instantly penetrated by the young man's attack.
"No!"
"Presumptuous!"
The immortals in the port immediately set off, turning into streams of light almost at the same time, and flew towards the falling emperor in the sky.
Ning Guang's breathing suddenly tightened, and his originally cold expression suddenly became ugly.
Tianquanxing decisively ordered the soldiers of the Qianyan Army who controlled the cannon to fire arrows and shells at the young man who looked exactly like a lake.
But none of these measures can restore the decadent situation.
The figure of the blood-clothed boy disappeared in the gunfire, and the emperor's dragon body uncontrollably hit the ground of Feiyun Slope, raising countless smoke and dust.
Ning Guang frowned and stared at the similar scene in front of him, and skillfully ordered the nearby streets to be blocked.
By the time a few people gathered together, the surroundings of Immortal Ancestor Fashu had already been so quiet that only fine dust was floating up and down in the air. The emperor's once golden scales and mane were as dull as if they had faded, and the curved sharp claws had darkened.
Insert deeply into the earth.
All of this points to the same fact.
The emperor has passed away.
The immortals lowered their heads sadly, and Mandrill came to the front of the immortal ancestor in disbelief. The hand without the gun tremblingly covered the body of the rock dragon.
The emperor has always had a plan, and when he was at Wangshu Inn, he even entrusted him with conveying the heart of God on his behalf and concealing the matter of faking his own death. How could he pass away so easily now?
Mandrill was obviously not the only one who had the same idea. Ningguang looked at the residents of Liyue gradually surrounding him and the blond traveler who had lost his trace, and he immediately made a guess.
"The emperor's immortal book is destined to be equal to the sun and the moon."
"However, Liyue suffered a disaster from the ancient demon god. The emperor killed the demon, but he was seriously injured and his soul returned to heaven."
"Therefore, I am announcing this to Liyue, and I pray that the people will express their condolences and avoid heartache."
Ningguang spoke sincerely and behaved appropriately, attributing the emperor's death to war damage, but the immortals did not buy it.
Zhenyue Zhuyang Zhenjun was the first to notice something strange, and was about to ask about the whereabouts of the Heart of God and the traveler. Grandma Ping, who was standing behind Xianlu, seemed to suddenly understand something, patted the other person's back, and then lowered her gaze.
Said softly:
"Liyue Port relied on the power of immortals to defeat the whirlpool demon and resist the invasion of foreign cavalry. Although there were sacrifices, this was indeed a victory for humans and had nothing to do with gods."
"Zie Yue, we signed a contract with the emperor to protect Liyue for more than 3,700 years."
"After such a long time, even the gods will get tired... Now, let the emperor rest for a while."
Liu Yun Jie Feng and Li Shui Die Shan Zhenjun raised his eyes and stared at Grandma Ping in surprise, and then turned to the tarnished Emperor Fa Shei. The tacit understanding cultivated over the years allowed the two immortals to instantly understand the meaning of the old woman's words.
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The Immortal Ancestor Magic Slough in front of me is probably still a deception for the emperor.
"The contracted country is still grateful to the immortals, but over the years, Liyue's problems, big and small, have not always been solved by relying on the power of the immortals."
"The people we call ordinary people have fragile blood, but they are also strong. The kingdom of gods and contracts has lasted for more than a thousand years, and now it is the era of contracts and humans."
"Look around us. We are just standing in this market, and we already look out of place..."
"Do you think so, Liuyun?"
After hearing Grandma Ping's question, Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng was silent for a long time, looked at Zhenjun Lishui Dieshan for a few times, and finally nodded.
"Indeed, I'm afraid that by the time we figure out the new contract here, these humans will have to create a new look in Liyue... Forget it, it's better to go back, it's better to go back..."
Seeing that the two immortals understood the metaphor in her words, Grandma Ping nodded happily.
All the immortals seemed to gradually understand the truth about the emperor's fake death. Only Zhenyue Zhuyang Zhenjun rubbed the deer's hooves, watched the riddle-like dialogue of several companions, and asked impatiently.
"Liuyun, Aping, what are you talking about? I mean the heart of God..."
Before Xian Lu could finish his words, Liu Yun and Lishui, who had no intention of explaining, stood aside and forcibly lifted the moon-cutting antlers with their fairy power, carrying him back to Hu Lao Mountain in Jueyunjian.
"Wait...what are you two doing!"
"...This is unreasonable!"
The frightened and angry chattering of Xieyue gradually faded away. After the three true monarchs left, only the Great Sage of Conquering Demons, Ningguang and Grandma Ping were left in front of the Immortal Ancestor.
Mandrill, who was not good at words, was the first to speak:
"There are still monsters in Dihuazhou that need to be eliminated."
"I'm leaving first."
Yaksha turned into black and blue mist and disappeared. Grandma Ping watched the mandrill go away, turned around and warned Ningguang in a very serious tone.
"This trading port will be handed over to you and other seven stars."
"Don't betray the emperor's trust."
Ningguang, who was always calm and calm on weekdays, now bowed his head in gratitude and made a solemn promise to Grandma Ping.
"Although we, the Seven Stars, are mortals, we still have a contract with us, and we will definitely live up to the trust of all the immortal families and the emperor."
"In addition, I need to ask Grandma Ping to be more considerate in persuading Senior Nieyue."
If Grandma Ping hadn't been around several immortals, the emperor's death would never have been what it was now. It can be explained clearly in a few words.
The sun has just risen in the clear sky, and it will take some time for the smell of blood to dissipate, but Liyue is already able to stand alone in the violent storm.
"Oh, Chiyue is good at everything...it's just this stubborn temper..."
Grandma Ping nodded, but her words slowly became intermittent. When Ningguang raised his head, the kind-faced old woman had disappeared. Only the people of Liyue who mourned for the emperor were still gathering.
At this time, in the hall of the dead, the poet, the boy in red and the blond traveler were talking about the loopholes in Morax's plan, but a certain orange-haired executive was forced to hide in the stairwell on the second floor.
Although it is a place where white things are done, it reveals an atmosphere that is completely opposite to sadness.