Vol 3 Chapter 113: Perish 2
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Killing God
- Xiao Ding
- 1406 characters
- 2021-03-04 06:00:32
Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen
Even if it is not a monster, even if it is now after ten thousand years, Shen Shi still couldn't help but shake his body after seeing this passing word. He could fully imagine the uproar and anger and madness in the entire Yaozu back then, even though he himself was a human race, but based on his understanding of the Yaozu tradition, he also subconsciously felt that this person ten thousand years ago The Demon Emperor was a bit too much.
No matter from which aspect, the Wu emperor of the Heavenly Demon King's Court has also gone too far. Judging from the records in these words, Shen Shi even thinks that he is more like a human race than a powerful demon. The supreme emperor of the clan.
It’s just that it’s difficult for future generations to appreciate the state of mind of the ancients at that time. Perhaps this powerful man possesses a strange and unknown soft mind, and has never been noticed or opened up to others until he met that. A woman named Xiaoye, then he was desperate.
Shen Shi couldn't tell whether such an approach was wrong or right, but from the records at the end of this reading note, it was obvious that most of the demons chose to believe this rumor.
Because in the eyes of all the demon tribesmen, the demon emperor has gradually lost his mind and gradually became crazy.
And the fact seems to be the case.
Although he has not officially issued the edict and decree to the world, Emperor Wu's actions and actions should be for this purpose. He dismissed the old ministers and turned them into treacherous nephews. He would no longer go to court, alienate everyone, and only spend the whole day in Dongfeng Palace. , And at the same time eradicating dissidents, but if there are upright officials who dare to speak, they punish them and even afflict their relatives.
The harem was also overcast and bleak, and the concubines could not see the demon emperor in their leisure time. On weekdays, there were people who were disrespectful to the concubine Ye, but those who talked privately behind the scenes were all executed. The two princes, Cheng and Xiang, are both distant, but they love prince Ming all day long, and often laugh and look around. Only among the princes, the prince Ming is the most prince, who is extraordinary and smart.
If so, the Heavenly Demon King's court is in constant chaos inside and outside, and the powerful demon clan seems to be overwhelmed by the emperor's tossing, and people's grievances are boiling. At this time, countless rumors are flying in the sky, and the contradictions are so sharp that they seem to be landslides. In a crack-like situation, a formal will came from Qinglong Mountain.
This is not the will of the prince Liming who is the prince, who has been circulated in countless rumors and has made countless monsters worry about sleep and food. In fact, this so-called will has always existed only in the rumors, never It was really issued, and it was another order that also caused an uproar.
"Prohibition of killing people as a sacrifice order."
This is the last straw.
The release of this decree quickly silenced the entire huge monster race. Everyone saw something from this decree. Even the people of the monster race who had held the last hope for Emperor Wu, at this time also Cut off all hope.
Everyone was watching coldly, singing and dancing on the Qinglong Mountain, and the Tianhong City was in silence. The huge monster clan seemed to be split into two parts abruptly during the turbulent era. There are countless monsters on one side and that on the other. emperor.
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It was winter at that time.
Tianhong City is located on the coast of the Inner Sea in the middle of Hongmeng Continent, far away from the cold snowfields in the north, so the winter in this ancient imperial capital has not been too cold for many years.
But that winter was very cold and cold.
Even the first snow in more than a hundred years fell.
When the sparse blood flowers fell from the cloudy sky, the ancient imperial capital stood silently on the vast and turbulent inner sea. The cold wind blows from the north, the cold is biting, as if to freeze the flesh and blood of all creatures.
Then into the night.
Then the wind and snow grew stronger.
This blizzard even covered the city that never sleeps, and all the lights were dimmed and extinguished. Only the eternal and majestic Qinglong Mountain and the Demon Emperor's Palace were still brightly lit.
The scream of killing sounded from midnight, the light of the knife in the firelight was like the strange light of snow, which cut the flesh and let the scorching blood fly onto the cold ground, and was quickly frozen into ice. Amid the roar, countless masked soldiers suddenly appeared and surrounded the once solemn and sacred imperial palace. They rushed in and killed people when they saw them. Then, intentionally or unconsciously, all the violent soldiers rushed towards Dongfeng Palace.
In the middle of the night, the killing sound in Dongfeng Palace shook the sky, and the crazy flames rushed into the sky, illuminating half of the sky, making the entire silent Tianhong City hold its breath.
Many people died that night.
That emperor was the last of the Demon Emperor's lineage for tens of thousands of years, and the last peerless powerhouse, the blood of the legendary Pangu Giant God, his extremely powerful power was undoubtedly revealed in him.
That night, in the firmament of night on Qinglong Mountain, giant shadows shone with strange beasts, including giant tigers, sky snakes, mysterious tortoises, black wolves, and in the end there was even a silver fox.
The fire burned till dawn.
Blood flowed into rivers, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. Countless people died in front of Dongfeng Palace, smearing the palace with blood and blood with a and crazy color.
Then everything fell silent.
The wind and snow were still blowing, covering the world with a layer of white, covering the former blood red, the dead body was silently moved away, and the towering palace was pushed to torch. In the flames, no one came out of that palace.
The mighty Heavenly Demon King Court, the mighty Demon Emperor Supreme, disappeared in this world from then on.
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On December 29th of the seventeenth year of Huang's Ming Dynasty, Emperor Wu fell ill and died in the Demon Emperor Hall.
On the same day, Dongfeng Palace caught fire and the palaces were destroyed. Prince Ye Feiming and the sixty-seven servants did not escape.
On December 30th, the officials pushed the second prince Cheng to be the emperor, pursued the first emperor, carried forward the past, and respected the sky with sincerity. Worship the sky demon Chihu as the emperor's teacher, worship Xuanwu, green snake, greedy wolf, silver fox as the superior, general, and amnesty the world.
Repeal the "Prohibition of Murder as a Sacrifice Order."
Sacrifice to the Xishan Great Temple, pray for the gods of heaven and earth, and pray for the ancestors and ancestors, hoping that the first emperor will go safe and kill one hundred thousand people.
So the world is peaceful, but the wind and snow stop.
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In thousands of years, the words on white and black are like mountains.
This page is so heavy that it seems impossible to turn it over. Shen Shi looked at this one in a dazed manner, looking at the words one by one, suddenly missing something. I just felt empty in my heart, as if I was thinking of something and as if I was extremely disappointed in something.
He felt a little tight in his chest.
It was as if that past event suddenly turned into a heavy stone, pressing heavily on him, making him unable to breathe.
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and turned the page.
After a while, his mood calmed a lot, and then he opened his eyes. It was just that when his gaze fell on the book again, he was suddenly startled.
The next page of the scroll is the last day of the year. A sheet of paper is almost completely blank. Only at the beginning, only three words are written in a dazzling manner:
"Prince Ming..."
In the back, there was only a bleak blank, nothing left. No one knows what exactly this temple priest discovered when he wrote these three words, and what he was thinking about?