The fact that he said that means he also has a trump card up his sleeve.
Without taking on everything, this trump card might be a matter of life and death.
Ruan Xianxian laughed freely, her head resting on the man's hard chest. "Alright! Then I'll rely on my boyfriend for protection."
A faint smile flickered in Miyano's eyes as he pulled the person closer.
Everyone was making the most of the last moments to adjust their breathing.
With ten minutes to go before the scheduled time, a warship that was not visible on radar silently approached the fortress.
Once they were closer, everyone transferred to Weiwei and the orca to go ashore.
A group of guys with high but not particularly high IQs grumbled and cursed the whole way.
"Oh my god, what the hell is the Emperor? Can he even stand up to him?"
"Don't know, you idiot? Why don't you ask Pain Whale?"
Ruan Xianxian: ...
Next, the orcas engaged in a heated debate about whether she was a bull or a pain orb, and a humpback whale charged up and headbutted the orb general.
"I told you, she is the Divine Whale!"
...
More than a hundred people silently disembarked, and the thermal imaging sensors covering the entire island also malfunctioned at the same time.
A torrential downpour began from the sky, chilling me to the bone, and the coolness made my mind even clearer.
Five minutes later, a small unit took action and eliminated a group of patrolling dwarf soldiers.
Three minutes later, the towering military fortress came into view.
Half an hour later, the superpowered individuals used their unique abilities to conceal themselves and enter the fortress.
A dark cloud seemed to descend upon their hearts, especially for those who cultivated the Dao, whose senses were more acute, a sense of danger and foreboding gripped their minds.
At the same time, the talisman that had absorbed so much blood shone brightly red.
Suddenly disappearing into the void, it reappeared in the imperial palace.
Staring at the ruins below, Blood Talisman was dumbfounded...
Where is the statue of the Emperor? It's such a huge statue of the Emperor!
Without a medium, how can power be transmitted to the Emperor?
The talisman spun around like a headless fly before finally disappearing into the ruins.
Never mind, the summoning has already begun, and where the power ends up is not its concern.
The blood talisman, carrying the will of countless victims, plunged into the ground, its power exploding across the entire sky above Tokyo.
A crimson beam of light burst forth from beneath the palace, piercing through the ruins and breaking through the clouds, heading straight for an important military fortress outside the island.
When the people of the Dwarf Kingdom witnessed this extraordinary sight during the Tianming Parade, they all stopped in their tracks, and after their initial astonishment, they wept as if their kingdom had been destroyed.
"Ominous! The red pillar of blood signifies misfortune; Heaven is going to destroy my Great Sun Empire."
The island nation's high-ranking officials and Jiuju, who had been up all night and were exhausted, were also dumbfounded. They all understood that it was the Emperor's power.
Especially Jiuju, those old guys who had been keeping a secret for a long time suddenly rose up from their secluded places.
Looking in the direction where the Emperor's power had gone, he showed deep confusion and bewilderment.
Panicked like a headless fly, he cried out, "The primordial power! Who used the blood of a thousand people as a sacrifice to draw upon the primordial power of my Great Sun Empire?"
"No, we can't extract any more! If this continues, the royal bloodline will become too thin, and sooner or later they'll be reduced to ordinary people—no, even worse than ordinary people, like idiots!"
"Chase after them! We must catch up!"
Countless shouts and broken screams echoed in the air!
A column of blood pierced through the void, staining the gray sky red.
The old shaman raised an eyebrow, looked up at the sky, closed his eyes to sense, and opened them after a moment with a strange expression. "How could it be her? And her power is so weak."
Didn't you eat enough when you arrived?
He didn't have time to explain who the "she" he was talking about was. His smiling face swept over everyone present before finally settling on Ruan Xianxian's face.
"Remember, no matter what happens later, stay true to yourself. Also, if it's not too much trouble, please pass on my shamanic lineage."
Goodbye, children!
As soon as he finished speaking, the old shaman rolled his eyes and fainted. Ruan Xianxian caught his falling body.
At the same time, a red beam of light descended overhead, and the sound of a zither, both fierce and mournful, filled the air...
A multitude of emotions were swirling within her ears, making Ruan Xianxian feel like her head was about to explode!
Blood was faintly seeping from the seven orifices.
Just as everyone was rolling on the ground in despair, a shrill roar came from within the fortress behind them, and a cloud of black smoke burst forth from the top of the old shaman's head.
It was a thick, pure black.
With an invincible aura, it suddenly charged towards the pillar of blood.
Ruan Xianxian was held tightly in Gong Ye's arms. A transparent light seemed to emerge from his palm, enveloping the three people, including the old shaman.
The pain, which felt like knives cutting into her soul and was implanted deep in her brain, subsided somewhat, and she opened her dazed eyes to look up at the sky.
There, a cloud of black mist collided directly with the red pillar. The blood pillar's luster dimmed considerably, while the black mist vanished completely, and a faint sigh emanated from the air.
"Girl, don't forget your promise to me to find a successor for the shamanic lineage."
"No!" Ruan Xianxian let out a desperate cry, her pupils wide open as she stared at the defensive line where the black mist had completely dissipated.
"No, senior, please don't disappear."
Whether it was due to the extreme shock or something else, his head lolled to the side and he completely lost consciousness.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in a familiar place.
Ruan Kangri, who was already dead and whose ashes had been scattered, sat on the sofa reading the newspaper.
The surrounding furnishings are familiar; if it's not the Ruan family's old house, then where is it?
Ruan Xianxian felt she had forgotten something important, but that didn't stop her from disliking the old man.
He sneered, grabbed the milk pot from the table, and slammed it down on the old man's head.
Ruan Kangri covered his head with both hands, the newspaper slipped to the ground with a cry of pain, and looked up in a daze. He saw his beloved granddaughter in front of him and looked at her with a kind expression.
"What's wrong with Xianbao? Is he hungry?"
Ruan Xianxian kept hitting out, "Who are you trying to impress? I'm your ancestor."
Two tubes of blood flowed down the old man's nostrils, and the grandmother in the kitchen poked her head out and laughed uncontrollably.
"He let his granddaughter get beaten up like this, and he calls himself a brigade commander!"
Grandpa was joking around, Grandma was teasing... Ruan Xianxian stood there blankly. No, no, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it shouldn't be like this.
Noticing her expression, Grandma wiped her hands on her apron and came over to take her hand. "What's wrong? Is your mother urging you to practice the piano again?"
"If you don't want to play, then don't. We'll take a day off today."
Mother?
Ruan Xianxian touched her heart. Why did it hurt there?
Just as she was feeling lost, a woman's cheerful voice came from the second-floor railing, "How old are you and still acting like a baby in your grandma's arms?"
Come on, play this piece well, and I'll take you to Grandma's house for a holiday right away.
Grandmother? Does she have a grandmother?
Ruan Xianxian became increasingly confused.
Like a puppet on a string, she was led back to the piano by her mother's little hand, and her gentle voice rang in her ears.
"I'll only demonstrate once, so remember it well."
A light and melodious tune flowed from the woman's fingertips. She swore she had never heard such beautiful music before, and would never hear it again.
"What are you standing there for? Remember? Do you still want to go to Grandma's countryside?" Mom tapped her forehead.
Ruan Xianxian's eyes lit up. She remembered—her maternal grandmother's house, a water town in Jiangnan, the place where she had lived since childhood…
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