No matter how strong the sea breeze is, it cannot blow away the fear in the heart of the Onmyoji.
The two groups were evenly matched.
The only one in the entire arena who still couldn't calm down was the old bull, who was running wild and chasing after someone and headbutting them.
"That's the only way!" Suddenly, a Japanese man completely shrouded in a black robe said.
Ruan Xianxian noticed that everyone's faces turned ashen after he said that. Her heart skipped a beat. Was he about to unleash a powerful move?
Without Ruan Xianxian saying anything, everyone who still had the fighting ability used all their strength to attack at the same time, bombarding the opponent.
In the blink of an eye, an Onmyoji and two hermits turned into blood mist. They didn't even resist, letting the killing blows fall on them.
No, this is all wrong.
"Stop!" Ruan Xianxian shouted.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The black-robed figure opposite her, who seemed to be the leader, laughed at her.
“If you just stay obediently in China, no one can do anything to you. Your mistake was stepping into the land protected by the Emperor.”
Since you're here, stay forever!
"Hahaha!"
As the laughter subsided, an ancient sword pierced through his chest. The Onmyoji merely glanced down at it, his voice indifferent.
"It's no use. Once it starts, no one can stop the Emperor from arriving."
"Please, Your Majesty!"
Upon hearing this ancient phrase, all the Onmyoji shouted in unison, "Please, Your Majesty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred people died simultaneously. Their blood flowed from their bodies, drawn by a strange and irresistible force.
They slowly gathered in mid-air.
Perhaps only the shaman possessed by his ancestor could understand this. He looked at the blood curse slowly forming in mid-air with the blood of the dead islanders, his expression solemn.
Everyone who tried to destroy the blood rune failed.
“It’s no use,” he said. “Too many people died today. This is a spell that uses the power of bloodline to awaken the Emperor. It cannot be interrupted.”
Get ready for a full-force attack!
Fu San coughed up blood while clutching his chest, but his blood was not absorbed by the blood talisman; it only wanted the blood of its clansmen.
"But... but... is it a spell to summon a wisp of the Emperor's power to descend to earth?"
The shaman raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. "You know quite a lot."
Fu Santing respectfully clasped his hands in greeting, "Longhu Mountain has a vast collection of books, and I only happened to see it in one of them by chance."
Then he explained to everyone, "In ancient times, the power of the Emperor was very strong. In the Dharma-ending Age, the great powers perished, but the Yin-Yang Masters could use evil magic to summon a wisp of the Emperor's power to descend into the world."
"This mere wisp of power is probably too much for us, the few of us who have emerged from this degenerate age, to withstand."
"Can we use the Emperor's power to prove that the Emperor is still alive?" Ruan Xianxian asked.
Fu San shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Living is also dying."
Then he said in a deep voice, "The island nation has worshipped with incense and bloodline for generations. If the spiritual energy is expected to revive in the future, they may have a glimmer of hope to reshape their physical bodies."
"Now he's a ghost immortal."
Ghost Immortal, that sounds very powerful.
The old shaman scoffed and muttered, "Who isn't a ghost immortal?"
He sighed, "My child is too weak, in case..."
He didn't say what would happen if necessary, and his expression was solemn.
Just as the Onmyoji said, hiding in China is protected by the dragon's aura. Not to mention a wisp of power, even the Emperor's personal presence would be of no use.
But they were standing in the waters of an island nation.
"Master, is there any way?"
365: [Yes, but we're out of money!]
Don't worry, I'll go borrow it right away. If I can't borrow it, I'll pawn myself.
【Wait a minute…】 Before Ruan Xianxian could finish speaking, the system had already disappeared. Had it forgotten that there was gold in the space?
Even if you're out of money, you can exchange gold antiques for gold in the mall!
What a silly little thing!
There was a way, and she could afford to pay it back. Ruan Xianxian calmed down, lowered her brows, and closed her eyes to think.
"How much longer will it take to complete this talisman? Which emperor's power are you using? Is it random or specific?"
The question involves the island nation's oldest secrets, and neither Fu San Ting nor the old shaman have an answer.
Regarding the former, the old shaman said, "About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."
A stick of incense burns for half an hour; it's impossible to run back to China in that time. Therefore…
"Why don't we land on this island nation's soil and let that destructive force descend upon us?"
"If you won't let us have an easy time, then none of us should have an easy time!"
Ruan Xianxian suddenly opened her eyes.
Miyano, who was standing next to him, did some calculations and shook his head. "Although the island nation's waters are just one nautical mile away, it's too difficult to land within half an hour."
Both Jiuju and the authorities will intervene to stop it.
Ruan Xianxian's eyes lit up. "Scatter? What if we scatter? Then who should the Emperor's power turn to?"
The old shaman shook his head. "It's no use. Anyone here today who has been stained with the blood of the islanders or has been affected by the blood curse will be targeted."
Until its power is exhausted.
This won't work, that won't work, are we just going to sit here and wait to die?
Miyano's expression was calm, his eyes as deep as an abyss.
Ruan Xianxian spoke almost simultaneously with him, "If landing is not feasible, what about island nations' naval military bases?"
After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other, one raised an eyebrow and the other raised a smile, and they both laughed!
Commander Wang quickly flipped to a nautical chart and circled a spot on it with a pen, saying, "We're here."
They then circled an island 4-5 nautical miles away, stating, "According to absolutely reliable sources, there is a Dwarf Army military base on that island."
All countries are aware of each other's publicly known military coordinates, and if World War III breaks out, military fortresses will be the first targets.
Therefore, all countries have focused their efforts on the military fortifications of enemy countries.
It's not surprising that Commander Wang knew it was so accurate.
Of course, every family has a few important bases that are not known to outsiders.
With time running out, Ruan Xianxian made a decision: "All those with superpowers who still have the strength to fight, come with me. The navy and the wounded will return."
"No!" Ye Pengde stopped them. They were soldiers, not cowards who would abandon their comrades in times of crisis.
Obedience is a soldier's primary duty, and protecting the people and always standing on the front line is a soldier's top priority.
Ruan Xianxian stood up, her eyes sharp.
"This is an order."
Ye Pengde's lips trembled slightly, her voice quick and firm, "If you convert the merits of those present into military achievements, any of their positions would be higher than yours."
This is a command. Execute it.
Don't make me say it a third time.
Seeing Ye Pengde's stunned expression, Ruan Xianxian breathed a sigh of relief.
"If we can hold out, there is no need to sacrifice the lives of ordinary soldiers."
"If we can't hold on, do you think you can escape?"
Let's go!
Time was of the essence, so the evacuees jumped into the sea and boarded another boat.
Ruan Xianxian buried her head in the white tiger's not-so-soft fur, "Aunt Xue, I'm sorry to have dragged you into this."
The soft paw patted the little girl's head, and the tiger's eyes glanced discreetly at the sky. "It'll be alright, trust me!"
Ruan Xianxian smiled, letting Gong Ye tighten his grip on her hand.
She has an online store, so of course she'll be fine.
Going to the fortress is merely a matter of reciprocity; it would be impolite not to reciprocate.
A kiss tinged with the smell of blood landed on her forehead, and Miyano's voice was firm: "I won't let anything happen to you."
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