Beneath this ordinary appearance, lies the most extraordinary thing.
Mo Ju was stunned when he saw the almost destroyed foundation in front of him.
Just now, there was just a wave of oppression. Before I could resist, I was pressed to the ground and heard the so-called threat.
It was a black dragon, and he had seen that black dragon more than once.
One was when Ying Zichu ascended to heaven on a dragon, and the other was when Ying Zichu was conferred the title of Black Emperor.
No matter every time, Mo Ju was like a fleeing wild dog, in a miserable state, just like he is now, without any dignity at all.
In other words, there is no need to repeat one's dignity anymore, as there is no one alive here anymore.
The group of people who had been like animals just now were all lying on the ground. Except for a few who were still standing, no one was breathing.
Mo Ju had already felt like retreating. He no longer knew what reason he had to resist or follow the instructions of the Great Dark Sky.
This kind of power was far beyond what Mo Ju could resist. Judging from this scene, the black dragon was protecting the Qin Dynasty.
Fighting against such an extraordinary thing, and attacking the country it protected under its protection, Mo Ju didn't think there was any chance of winning.
"Great wizard, has the Great Dark Sky abandoned us, a group of humble slaves?" Jiang Biao's face was covered in blood, and the burly man's voice was full of tears.
This was another collapse of faith, and also the intimidation from Chen Xuan just now.
Mo Ju's face was full of bitterness. He really wanted to tell Jiang Biao that yes, but he couldn't say it.
The fear in his heart was warning him, reminding him that if he spoke it out, if he had any thought of giving up, something irreversible would happen.
Apart from death, what else is irreversible?
Mo Ju didn't know, but he would not accept death.
Under the protection of the Great Dark Sky, he had begun to fear death, fearing his own death.
"No, this is a warning given to us by the great Dark Sky." Mo Ju's voice was filled with bitterness. "This is a warning to us of the terror in the East."
"Great Dark God, please guide your slaves!"
The surviving Di people knelt on the ground and prayed.
Mo Ju stood up and pointed westward, in the direction of the Qiang people, reciting an oracle: "Men of Hezhi! Go! Go and conquer the Qiang people! Let them become Hezhi's sacrifices to the Great Dark Sky!"
"For the Great Dark Sky!"
The broken tribes were mobilized and their faith became active again.
Fight, fight! That is the loyalty they offer to the great Lord Mahakala, and it is the only thing they can do.
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