His messy hair resembled a bird's nest, and the life force within him was nearly exhausted, threatening to die at any moment.
"You...you really succeeded."
The middle-aged man in the red robe glanced at the old man with a complicated expression.
This old man was once the deputy speaker of the Eastern Parliament and a leading figure who brought the art of alchemy back to life.
Five hundred years ago, Zuo Qingcang proposed a plan to settle in Northern Europe, which was approved by a majority vote in parliament.
To seize the Sword of Victory, threaten the God of Harvest, and establish a firm foothold in the North is in the interest of Valhalla.
However, a hundred years ago, Zuo Qingcang betrayed the party and colluded with a group of mysterious forces. This was exposed by the Holy Lord, which damaged the interests of the Hall of Heroes.
The councilor who defended him was punished by the higher-ups in Valhalla and stripped of his position.
"..."
Zuo Qingcang remained silent.
The middle-aged man smiled. He sat cross-legged, with a tablecloth spread out on the floor, along with a pot of clear, fine wine.
"The plan was brilliant; even we didn't expect it. The gods of the Central Plains must have been deceived."
"Zuo Qingcang, I remember you are a native. When you advanced to the Transcendent Realm, Elder Hongmei personally protected you and you almost lost your life."
"But why would you betray Valhalla, betray those who had such high hopes for you?"
The middle-aged man held up a glass of wine, his gaze deep and unfathomable, as if questioning the other person, or perhaps interrogating himself.
"Ahem... Teacher, thank you for your trouble."
Beneath his long, gray hair, the old man's face was revealed, his skin cracked and dry, and his left eye was pierced by an iron chain that had penetrated deep into his brain—the most fatal seal.
"woke up."
The middle-aged man sighed, looking at his once proud and outstanding student, a heartwarming scene from the past seemed to float before his eyes.
The Holy Lord's plan to imprison Zuo Qingcang for over a hundred years was to lure out the group of people behind him.
This lurking force, wanted by the Holy Lord, demonstrates just how troublesome it is.
Of course, there were also some people who pleaded for Zuo Qingcang.
"Bang!"
The plate shattered, and the middle-aged man shuddered violently, as if locked onto by a star-like attack; his face darkened.
outside.
The dazzling sword energy, as brilliant as the Milky Way, tore through the boundary and flowed down from the sky.
The target of the attack was none other than the sea prison where important figures were being held.
"alert!!"
The sudden attack on the main force caused the seemingly seamless defense to tremble violently, and all defensive measures were completely washed away by the Galaxy Sword.
"A great opportunity!"
At the top of the void, white light billowed and pulsed, like a pool of spring water with floating flower petals.
As the rosy dawn brews, the lotus takes root, and blossoms burst forth, releasing a misty haze.
In the next instant, the white jade bridge spanned the void, resting on the pool of water, where the blue waves rippled and the moon's reflection was hazy.
The Moon Shingu, the Twenty-Four Bridges, on a Night of Bright Moonlight!
"Wearing the dragon robe!"
Xiang Yu, who was the first to step off the long bridge, grinned maliciously and transformed into a black dragon, baring its fangs and claws, and charged towards the group of extraordinary beings.
Then, a black-haired woman, dressed in golden armor, appeared, looking heroic and valiant, with a pair of long, slender legs revealed beneath her battle skirt.
A pale pink flower blooms on her cascading black hair, as she performs a secret wood-based technique.
Beside him, Fu Qing waved his sleeve, and a blue sparrow materialized from the void, circling and dancing. With Mulan's assistance, its tail feathers shone brightly, displaying five-colored divine light like a tail feather spreading out, and in the blink of an eye, it landed among the enemy troops.
A combined secret technique, the peacock spreading its tail!
In an instant,
A gentle breeze blows, and flowers bloom everywhere!
Aiming at the enemy's floating machine guns, the seeds took root and sprouted countless vines and flowers, full of vitality, devouring all the energy that propelled the machines.
Even humans have plants growing on their skin, and their bodies are filled with wildly growing vines that destroy surrounding facilities. Those who are parasitized die on the spot.
"Enemy attack!"
"Activate the psionic main cannon immediately and destroy their teleportation base!"
"Oh no, the command center is down!"
The Eastern Parliament was caught off guard and in a flurry of activity.
Who would have thought that the boundary wall would be so easily torn open, and facing a surging galaxy of sword energy, no one dared to stand in its way!
"Are they your people?"
The middle-aged man said calmly, his expression somewhat gloomy.
The wine glass slipped from his hand, and a purple snake coiled around him, its sharp teeth piercing his neck, thus restraining all his abilities.
Secret technique: Mistaking a reflection for a snake!
"Teacher, you're being too cautious; that's actually a weakness."
"However, I didn't expect them to come to greet me in person."
Zuo Qingcang said, as the wall behind him was blown apart, revealing a boundless ocean and the magnificent fireworks of a great battle.
He stood up, and the chains binding his flesh and blood fell off on their own.
My left eye was a bloody mess, but after a moment of twisting, granulation tissue took root and it healed on its own.
He first bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man, then picked up a wine jug and walked out of the breached prison wall.
"Take care, teacher."
The middle-aged man who was being threatened watched as the other party disappeared into the vast night, a hint of helplessness showing in his eyes.
He can kill Zuo Qingcang.
but,
The scourge of the Red Lotus is inexhaustible, impossible to eradicate completely.
If Zuo Qingcang dies, he will surely be resurrected in the enemy's camp. This group of forces, which even the Holy Lord finds annoying, will only become stronger with each setback.
"boom!"
A tornado carrying the weight of the ocean crashed down on the prison, effectively intercepting the superhumans.
More than a dozen tornadoes, each a hundred feet thick, were terrifying in their power. They destroyed the fortified position that had been pierced by the sword energy, forcing the garrison to retreat and defend, leaving them unable to fight freely.
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