"System prompt: All players, please note that Caesar the Great was killed by Han Xin, a general of the Great Xia Empire. The [National Monument] of the Caesar Empire was destroyed, and the Caesar Empire fell."

"System prompt: All players, please note that the Caesar Empire has been conquered by the Daxia Empire. The territory of the Caesar Empire has been incorporated into the territory of the Daxia Empire. The map information has been updated."

Two system prompts sounded in the ears of all players.

The fall of Caesar's empire was unsurprising, and fear had spread throughout Europe.

"It's horrible, it's not human."

"Who knows whether the Demon Ancestor will win or lose?"

"The players of Daxia have begun to settle accounts. They want to kill all the players and send them into the land of chaos."

“Who can defeat them?”

"The gods of heaven are restricted by their heavenly court."

"I'd better go to the Land of Chaos by myself. Daxia's legion has already marched on Charlemagne's Empire. The European server is about to be destroyed!"

“…”

In the forum, countless European players wailed. As the Great Xia Legion advanced, more and more European players lost the chance to avoid the death penalty and fell into chaos.

…

Imperial capital, Queen Wa Palace.

Lin Han and Nuwa entered the palace. With a wave of their hands, the Liantian Ding appeared, and the body of the Ding was damaged and cracked.

The cracks created by Luohou's self-exposed holy body and the impact of the God-killing Spear all contained traces of the Great Dao.

At this moment, there was a severed hand placed in the cauldron.

The severed hand is golden in color and contains terrifying energy. Any leak of it can shatter mountains and rivers.

Nuwa stared at the severed hand, then turned to look at Lin Han with a different look in her eyes.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Lin Han's action this time, cutting off Hongjun's arm, shocked the three realms.

All the saints who were paying attention to the battle were silent at this moment.

They knew that the last time Daozu was injured was during the Longhan catastrophe, when he was competing with Luohou for the position of the first saint.

He hadn't taken action for billions of years, but this time, the moment he did, Lin Han used his great magic power to cut off Daozu's arm. How terrifying it was.

Daozu took away Luohou's demon soul, and Lin Han cut off Daozu's arm, and the cause and effect between the two parties was established.

That's why Nuwa gritted her teeth and took back Daozu's severed hand.

Since there is already a grudge between the two parties, we cannot suffer any loss this time.

"What should we do with this arm?" Nuwa asked.

"By refining it, can I repair the damage to the Liantian Ding?" Lin Han touched the crack on the Liantian Ding.

"Are you really planning to refine this skill?" Nuwa asked back.

"What else? Luohou's demon soul can no longer be returned to us. This broken hand can be regarded as compensation." Lin Han said.

"Aren't you afraid of him?" Nuwa asked.

"Don't you think the smell of this blood is familiar?" Lin Han pointed at the severed hand.

After Lin Han's reminder, Nuwa's pupils shrank.

The aura was indeed familiar. The blood of the saint that Lin Han showed her when he asked her to return to the human race was this aura.

In other words, Lin Han had fought with Daozu once before, and including this time, he injured Daozu twice.

"The grudge has long been formed." Lin Han said, "So, we must finally settle the score. He stole Luohou's demon soul, and I cut off his hand. This is just the beginning."

Nuwa looked at Lin Han deeply.

In the Three Realms, the only one who has the courage to do this is probably Lin Han.

"Can refining this arm repair the cracks in the Liantian Ding?" Lin Han asked again.

"Yes, the metacarpal bone of the First Saint can be used to repair the cracks in the Liantian Ding. It's not too shabby." Nuwa said.

"Then you can keep it and repair the cracks in the Liantian Cauldron!" Lin Han said, "The consequences will be on me anyway."

“…”

Lin Han said goodbye to Nuwa and returned to the palace.

…

As soon as Lin Han returned to the palace, Nüwa appeared in front of him.

"Husband." Nvba said gently.

"Were you injured in the war?"

Lin Han rubbed Nüba's black hair and checked her body with his spiritual sense, but found no obvious injuries.

"No." said Nüba.

After saying that, Nüba took Lin Han's hand and walked towards the Bronze Sparrow Tower. In just a moment, they arrived at Nüba's own room.

Inside the room, there was a woman with long red hair lying there. Judging from her face, she was a Western woman.

The woman at this moment was also looking at Lin Han in shock, and she curled up in the corner of the bed to make herself feel a little safe.

"Who is she?" Lin Han asked in shock.

Seeing Nuba shaking her head, Lin Han looked at the red-haired woman.

"My name is Medusa." Medusa seemed to know Lin Han's question and answered hesitantly.

She recognized Lin Han as the emperor of Daxia.

The safe return of the Great Xia Emperor means that the Demon Ancestor may have failed.

"Medusa!"

Lin Han looked her up and down. Medusa was captured alive by Nüwa. All the evil spirits were gone and she looked harmless.

"Why did you bring her back?" Lin Han asked.

"Husband and Concubine."

“…”

Lin Han was speechless for a while. He rubbed Nuba's forehead, turned around and hooked his finger at Medusa.

The latter flew towards Lin Han uncontrollably, with panic in his eyes.

I have to say that Medusa is indeed beautiful. Her royal face and figure are no worse than those of Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

Lin Han grabbed Medusa's wrist and let his magic power flow into her body, making sure there was no poison in her system and losing all his magic power.

Lin Han added another seal inside Medusa's body.

"Let her go to Chuxiu Palace first. After we have dealt with the affairs of the European World, we can make plans." Lin Han said softly to the girl, "Thank you."

"Um."

Nvba rarely smiled, which shocked Lin Han.

Nüba is stiff and rarely expresses her emotions. In his impression, the times when Nüba actively expresses her emotions can be counted on one hand.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!