Chapter 280: The Ape Man
At the same time Freya disappeared, Yin Shi's eyes suddenly froze in shock, his face pale for a moment. He raised his head and looked in confusion in the direction of the blue whale above Baidi City.
"He's dead?" he murmured, blood oozing from the corner of his lips as he turned and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.
The image suddenly stopped.
Xia Feng understood that Yin Shi must have sensed the death of his clone, because the death of the Blood Spirit clone would cause a certain degree of backlash, which was one of the side effects of using the clone, and a very fatal side effect.
Most people would not learn to use clone-type spiritual clothing. After all, good clone-type spiritual clothing without fatal side effects is very rare.
After a moment of silence, Xia Feng looked at the red cloth bag in his hand again. This was also something that belonged to Li Zaishi. It was filled with oval stones that flashed with strange red light, and there was a milky white airflow rotating in the stones.
Xia Feng felt a strong breath of life from it, "This is..."
"The Stone of Hope."
Lee Jae-seok leaned against the tree stump, his eyes blank. "This must be their purpose."
His voice was hoarse and his words were intermittent.
Xia Feng roughly understood that this stone was a product of the [God's Relic·Life Core].
Within the range of the Wangsheng Core, if the dead have a strong will to survive and their emotions are close to unity, then the souls of these people will be collected and sealed, forming a mechanical consciousness without independent thinking - the Wangsheng Stone.
For this reason, in history, some people created a puppet army with the Wangsheng Stone as the core, and killed people everywhere.
The 100,000 soldiers who died on the battlefield of Baidi City actually turned into stones of hope for life.
But could it be that these people killed 100,000 soldiers and civilians just to create a puppet army? It was unlikely and unnecessary, Xia Feng wondered.
Maybe the Wangsheng Stone has other uses?
“In fact, I discovered this a month ago.”
"Haha~" Li Zaishi laughed bitterly. "The remaining souls of those who died on this island formed the Hope Stone and were silently absorbed into the ground. Perhaps there was a problem with the absorption device, and I discovered the clue. But at that time, I didn't dare to think about what the truth behind it meant until I met you."
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then realized. No wonder when they said that the Battle of White Egret had ended thirty years ago, the other veterans were very skeptical, but Li Zaishi believed it outright.
"Then do you know who is behind this and is harming you?" Xia Feng said in a deep voice.
"Who is it? Huh. Who else could it be?"
Li Zaishi closed his eyes in pain and whispered hoarsely through gnashing teeth, his voice weak. "Actually, I've understood it a long time ago, but I just didn't want to believe it. The commander of the Lidong Corps—Ye Lidongjun—was the commander-in-chief of the White Egret Campaign. Only he could have trapped and killed our 100,000-strong army on this isolated island."
"But I just don't understand. Twenty years ago, when City Lord Wei Zhong died on the battlefield, he still believed that the commander would send troops to help him! The City Lord was Ye Lidongjun's confidant, but he was also betrayed. What was his motive for doing this?"
Lee Jae-seok spoke a lot in one breath, and his angry voice became more and more powerful, like a last burst of energy.
After cursing a few times, he became depressed again.
"Your Excellency has been implicated in this matter. I'm afraid neither Tianqi nor Ye Lidongjun will let you go. These five hundred Hope Stones are all transformed from the souls of us veterans. Take them. If you want to make puppets, that's fine too. I just hope they can be of use to you."
Xia Feng felt heavy as he held the heavy bag of stones.
"Actually, I have a way to keep the remaining soul in the Hope Stone alive and give it independent consciousness."
Mu Qingtong suddenly spoke up, "It's just that you can only live in a false world forever, and you will be completely cut off from the real world."
Li Zaishi was stunned for a moment, but still shook his head.
Being alive is certainly good, but both he and his veteran brothers who have died have only one thought in their minds.
"Our purpose in seeking survival is to kill Ye Lidongjun, to get the truth, and to restore his innocence. If our death can kill Ye Lidongjun, then we are willing to die."
Mu Qingtong nodded, not surprised by Li Zaishi's refusal.
These veterans are not people who are willing to live in a false illusion. All they want is to clear their grievances and take revenge, and they are willing to pay any price for it.
“Cough!! Hoo——”
Li Zaishi's chest was lifted up, and he raised his neck and lowered his head again, breathing very lightly. This time he really couldn't hold on any longer. He raised his palm with difficulty.
"Two, my lords, I would like to ask for two final favors."
Xia Feng knelt down, moved closer to him, and said seriously, "Speak."
"I have a daughter in the 41st arrondissement. The photo and address are on the back of my pocket watch."
"If it is possible, could you please help me look after them?"
"No problem!" Xia Feng agreed quickly.
"More than twenty years ago, the only person we managed to get out of the restricted area was the son of Lord Wei Zhong. Could you please give him a message?"
"Just say that it was very cool when Lord Wei Zhong died in battle." Li Zaishi grinned and laughed miserably.
"?" Xia Feng was stunned. What did this mean?
"What's his name and where can I find him?" Xia Feng wondered.
"His name is Wei Shutong." A few weak mosquitoes and flies whispered softly, and Li Zaishi's pupils completely lost their luster and all his vitality disappeared.
The twisted spirit above his head suddenly collapsed, and then suddenly gathered into a red stone, falling in front of Xia Feng's feet.
Xia Feng didn't pick it up, but just stood there in a daze, his mind a little confused.
Wei Shutong?
Wei Shutong!!
Damn, Old Wei is actually Wei Zhong’s son?
His thoughts stopped for a moment, and there was no time to think about it. As if sensing something, Xia Feng suddenly looked up at the northern sky, his face changing slightly.
Someone is coming!
The breath is very powerful!
It was Yinshi! This guy had probably recovered from his injuries and started looking for the only one who had escaped, Li Zaishi, wanting to confirm his death.
Xia Feng quickly threw Li Zaishi's body and the Wangsheng Stone he turned into into the Nashi space.
"Walk!"
The two men turned and ran.
"Enter the space-time turbulence!" As Xia Feng's thoughts were transmitted, Mu Qingtong did not hesitate and followed Xia Feng to rise into the sky at a high speed.
But Yin Shi's speed was terrifying, and he appeared behind the two of them in an instant.
Mu Qingtong stood in front of Xia Feng, and the moment her pupils flashed with a cross-shaped pale golden sacred light, Yin Shi looked surprised and doubtful, and his stiff and motionless body fell towards the dense forest below.
Mu Qingtong's face turned pale, blood oozed from the corners of her lips, her eyelids drooped, and she was semi-conscious.
Xia Feng reacted quickly, activating the Nashi Saint Suit and holding her waist at the same time. The moment they rushed out of the island barrier, the two were engulfed by the turbulent flow of time and space outside.
Yin Shi was not controlled for long. He followed the two of them with a serious expression and also rushed into the turbulence of time and space.
The dark forest returned to silence.
At the top of a tree, a tall man with brown hair on his temples stood on one leg. His face looked like an ape, with a long scar running diagonally across the corner of his right eye.
He casually carried a stone stick on his shoulder, his golden eyes narrowed slightly:
"Tsk~ Sirius, is he one of these three people?"
(End of this chapter)
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