Chapter 1234-Silent stubbornness
cked.Hongying opened the door and saw Wu Xiangnan standing behind the door, with Wen Qimo and Leng Xuan standing next to him, with a very serious expression."didn't you go to the massage parlor What a...as the sacred ruins covered every corner of the king's treasure house, the earth under everyone's feet suddenly shook violently!
the puppet hero king in the sky, holding the scepter in one hand and holding it in the air with the other, seems to have grasped some invisible power and suddenly clenched it!
Boom--!
the sound of explosions exploded from the air.
Lin Qi Night felt only a shock on his chest when a box suddenly broke his collar and flew to Wang, a puppet hero in the air.
"Crystal ball" Lin Qinight tried to reach out and grab the box, but it was so fast that it got out in an instant.
this box contains the crystal ball of the artifact given to him by the master of the old city of Wucheng not long ago. now, with the movements of the puppet hero king, it seems to have received some guidance and broke out.
it is not only this crystal ball, but also a stream of light, rising from the ruins and desert of Wucheng to the sky! "
" is the Thunder Hammer I saw the town Thunder Hammer! "
"my bracelet!"
"Feng's mother-in-law's bell has also flown away!"
"artifact. The artifact is gone! What's going on! "
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the survivors standing on the city wall exclaimed.
the artifacts guarded and maintained by Wucheng residents for generations flew up into the sky from the ruins. In the rolling desert of yellow sand, there were also a large number of black spots rapidly approaching. Lin Qi narrowed his eyes and even saw Dionysus pots, winged boots, as well as the gun and silver birds.
all the artifacts stored in the king's treasure house are actively flying into the air of the puppet hero king.
under the control of Nana, the god of the moon, the puppet hero king urged the King's Law to awaken this treasure house of kings that has been sleeping for thousands of years!
many artifacts fly to the clouds, hang behind the puppet hero king, and gradually interweave into a dazzling wall of artifacts, which shine brightly in the dim sky.
at the same time, people only felt their bodies sink, and the black city walls beneath their feet also rose to the ground, taking their bodies and flying to the clouds.
survivors who lost their center of gravity, in waves of panic, fell one after another from the city wall and fell from high into the air.
Lin, seeing this in seven nights, took the initiative to jump off the city wall and read aloud:
"Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!"
the whirlwind lifted everyone up and laid them firmly on the ground, and the frightened residents turned pale, only to find that there had been a stranger hiding near them.
Lin's face was frozen when he didn't have time to say anything more to these residents.
he clutched the palm of the king's [Star coin] suddenly and imprisoned him in the palm, but the terrorist force on the [Star coin] almost took him into the sky!
the "absolute surrender" attribute of the King's Treasure allows you to forcibly control all artifacts that are housed inside. Even the other four artifacts of the same "supreme" level are no exception.
No, if it goes on like this, you'll have to fall into the hands of the puppet hero king!
Lin Seven Night's eyes flashed with a touch of essence, and after a moment, he took the initiative to release the star coin in his hand.
the star coin turns into a stream of light, cuts through the sky, falls back around the puppet hero king, and surrounds him with the sword, the Holy Grail and the scepter, like the stars and the moon.
lost the shelter of the city wall, and all the survivors and Lin Qiyue's figure were completely exposed to the ruins.
the three gods in the sky looked down at them.
Nana spoke faintly:
"there are fish out of the net." All as sacrifices, to the Holy Grail. "
Inana, the goddess of lust and war, nodded and flashed over the ruins of Wucheng.
she indifferently looked down at the more than a dozen figures beneath her feet, stepped forward in the air, and slowly raised her long gun.
"Great God of Love and Beauty!" Among the frightened survivors, a woman hurriedly plucked away the crowd, looked up at the figure, almost begged and said,
"leave us alone." Isn't it enough that you have killed so many people! Please, for the sake of the king, leave us alone. "
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"my King" Inana said somewhat amusingly, "you mean Gilgamesh" You don't think we're really his gods by now, do you
as for. Leave you alone
even your king has become a running dog at our mercy, you mortals. What is it
the loss of Gilgamesh's Uluk is nothing but a rabble, and it is an honor for you mortals to be a sacrifice to restore the glory of Sumer! "
Inana's voice was like thunder, rumbling in the ears of many Wucheng residents, she raised her long gun and poured down!
these ordinary people, under the pressure of the Lord God, have no room for resistance at all. They just feel that the mountains are suddenly pressed on their shoulders and they are crushed to the ground.
they were forced to kneel on the ruins, beads of sweat slipping down their cheeks, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
Tari's forehead pressed firmly against the sharp corners of the broken slate, the sharp tip of which pierced the skin, and blood flowed down the forehead, staining the earth under her feet.
she clenched her teeth and tried to stand up with all her strength, but her body seemed to be filled with lead and remained motionless. She sobbed, tears mixed with blood, permeating the broken slate and flowing toward the crevice below.
she doesn't understand what they did wrong.
they just follow the instructions of their ancestors and live in this black city for generations to maintain and maintain these artifacts. They didn't mess with anyone, but disaster followed.
the father died, so did the city owner and other uncles. The invaders coveted their artifacts, and the three gods who had always believed in them used them as sacrifices. The heroic kings who had vowed to protect them for generations were made into puppets, and even the artifacts guarded for generations fell into the hands of the gods.
in the face of disaster, they are like lambs to be slaughtered, and anyone seems to be able to slaughter their lives easily.
No one is on their side.
Tali gushed tears of grievance and slowly closed her eyes, ready for her own death.
just then, her afterlight saw that beside her, a charred stamp burned by the fire was lying quietly in the ruins.
that's a wedge stamp. The wedge chapter of Uluk.
every household in Wucheng wears this wedge.
this is not only a symbol, but also an inheritance. Their ancestors handed down this wedge chapter in order to make future generations remember that they are the descendants of the kingdom of Uluk, and their bodies are covered with the blood of Uluk!
Urumqi is always the city of Uluk.
seeing everyone kneeling in front of her like ants, Inana's mouth rose slightly:
"that's right." Kneel to your hero king, you might as well kneel to me. "
when he heard this, he was staring at Tali, whose heart trembled.
her nearly exhausted body began to tremble uncontrollably, an unprecedented belief came to her mind, and there was an amazing perseverance in her eyes.
she was lying on the ground, leaning hard on her side, like a tortoise. She turned hard on the ground, and her body, which had knelt down, rolled up on her back.
she held out a hand and clutched the wedge beside her, her stubborn eyes fixed on Inana in the sky, a smile on the pale corners of her mouth.
she didn't open her mouth, but the eyes seemed to say:
look, I'm not kneeling on you!
I know I'm going to die, I know I can't fight you, but so what
even if I roll on the ground... And will never kneel on your knees!
Yu Guang saw Tali's movement, and those old people who were also kneeling on the ground slowly began to follow suit.
their bent bodies rolled unsightly on the ground, like a dead fish turned over, facing Inana in the sky.
this is a kind of silent stubbornness, but also a kind of silent persistence.
under the surging divine power, in the lonely city,
a group of abandoned people, pitiful and ridiculous, guard the last salary belonging to Uluk.ontent. The next few volumes ofwill certainly not be longer than this one, nor will there be such a large plot of "human circle". At most, they will exist as small copies, and the next volume will beg...