Chapter 873

"Hum … hum … hum …"

In the karst cave, at first, there was only a faint sound of friction. It was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it slowly began to change.

The sound began to grow stronger and stronger, gradually forming a resonance that kept echoing in the depths of the mountain. It was as if a curtain that had been silent for a long time was slowly being pulled up. The dust that had been condensed for a long time was slowly dispersing. The rust on the swords slowly fell off, waiting for the return of their masters!

The karst cave was almost completely sealed. There were only a few cracks, and it was impossible for wind to enter. But at this time, gusts of cold wind began to blow in the depths of the mountain. The wind was invisible, and it formed a whirlpool. The underground water in the karst cave also began to freeze, and the surrounding rock walls were also covered with layers of frost.

This mountain was called "Kalur" by the nearby aborigines. "Kalur" meant "coffin" in the language of the aborigines, and it was the kind of coffin that nobles used for burial.

The shape of this mountain was actually not similar to a coffin. There were different opinions as to how this name was passed down.

In the past, this mountain belonged to a very powerful country. The monarch of this country called himself the "Descendant of the Immortals", and the members of the royal family also called themselves the "Chosen by the Immortals". The meaning was not much different from the "Son of Heaven". It was nothing more than putting on a sacred coat to strengthen the theoretical foundation of their ruling class.

According to the internal records of this country's royal family, thousands of years ago, there was an immortal who descended here with 500 selected boys and girls. The royal family were the descendants of these boys and girls, so they called themselves the "Descendants of the Immortals".

But now, the specific details could no longer be verified, and whether it was true or not could not be verified. Of course, no one really looked into this. Most of the ruling class in this world would proclaim that they were the Children of Heaven or the descendants of some god.

For the lower and middle class aborigines, this originally very powerful country seemed to have changed overnight, and it directly fell apart. The nearby tribes that had originally submitted to this country all began to fight back and become independent. This time, the royal family, which was said to be protected by immortals, did not have immortals who could fly to protect them like in previous times of crisis. Even the capital had been invaded by foreign races a few years ago.

And such things were actually constantly happening between the various systemized countries and civilizations in this world. For this world, the experience that productivity determined the social system and form was not applicable, because this was a world of high martial arts. A truly powerful country was actually equivalent to a powerful sect, and it had its own peak power.

The invasion of the audience destroyed the peak power of these countries, and the collapse of the superstructure directly led to the collapse of the entire national system.

The chaos in this world had already become more and more intense, and miracles had also appeared frequently. Everywhere there were rumors of immortals killing monsters or immortals and gods fighting, as if the plot of "Investiture of the Gods" had been reproduced. In fact, for that world, "Investiture of the Gods" was written by the Ming Dynasty novelist Xu Zhonglin based on folklore. Hell was nothing more than a legend left behind by an ancient battlefield of the Qin Dynasty, so "Investiture of the Gods" was actually more like a legend that evolved from the miracles that the radio had sent the audience to hunt down after the fall of the Qin Dynasty.

In fact, the invasion of the audience into this world had lasted for nearly 200 years. When another world began the industrial revolution, it was equivalent to marking the end of the radio's transformation of that world. Next, batches of big shots were created and rushed to this battlefield.

The early batches of big shots were the most pitiful. When they were sent here, they would face opponents that were several times their size. Therefore, in the first 100 years or so, although the radio had continuously pulled people here by train, it did not have much of an impact on the secular world.

It was just like when Su Bai absorbed the memories from the ancient blood of the Blood Clan, he could still see Alexander leading his army to defeat the demon god that descended from the darkness in Egypt.

However, as the peak combat power of this world continued to be worn down, the balance was finally broken one day. Since then, the collapse of the original order of the entire world had also begun in the last few decades.

The radio did not mind completely stirring up this river. It needed to get rid of the fish and prawns that it did not need, and then it would naturally spend time to re-cultivate the fish fry.

And now, the sound in the depths of the mountain seemed to have reached a peak, and even the mountain itself began to tremble slightly.

"Bang …"

A crisp sound came from the karst cave, and a jade coffin appeared at this moment. Then, white gas flowed out, and then the coffin completely collapsed.

An old man with white hair and beard lay there like a mummy. At first, he did not move at all, but slowly, he began to have a heartbeat. The heartbeat was originally inaudible, but after a period of time, it began to become vigorous and rhythmic, echoing continuously in the karst cave.

At this moment, the old man's originally shriveled body also began to fill up, gradually becoming plump, and even slowly changing from the original appearance of a mummy to a sage-like temperament.

He was sacred, he was dignified, and it was as if his hair and skin contained the principles of heaven and earth.

A horsetail whisk floated out and landed on the old man's chest, releasing a faint purple glow. The magic artifact of the past had sensed its master's awakening and took the initiative to wait.

At this moment, the old man's eyes slowly opened at this moment. It was as if a dazzling brilliance had appeared in the karst cave, and also as if something had broken at this moment.

"Heh …"

A long sound came from the old man's throat, and at this moment, all the turbidity from more than two thousand years ago was scattered at this moment. He slowly stood up, and his body constantly made crisp sounds in the process of moving. This was not a sign of decay, but a symbol of new life.

His bones and muscles were a little stiff because of the long period of silence, but the light in the old man's eyes began to become more and more clear.

He raised his left hand and pinched his fingers to calculate. The conclusion he obtained made a sigh appear on his face, but it was soon replaced by a sense of tenacity.

He raised his horsetail whisk and gently waved it around.

In a hoarse but sonorous voice, he shouted in a low voice:

"Valiant Old Qin!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, the nearly five hundred coffins around the old man all trembled violently. The seals on the coffin lids all disintegrated at this moment, and cold corpses floated out. Each corpse had a talisman stuck to their foreheads, but these talismans quickly began to burn, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated.

Then, hundreds of terrifying auras burst forth. At this moment, all the wild beasts within a hundred miles subconsciously prostrated themselves on the ground, and some were even scared to death.

A huge mass of dark clouds gathered above the mountain, covering the sky and the sun, bringing with it a terrifying and majestic pressure.

In the next moment …

Five hundred soldiers dressed in Qin army armor opened their eyes at the same time. Their eyes were still red from the slaughter of their comrades in the past, and their bodies also carried the murderous aura of walking out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

They had been sealed, and they had always been in a deep sleep. They only needed to wait for the old man's summons. Therefore, to them, this two thousand years of lying down was actually similar to the feeling of an ordinary person sleeping.

They did not understand how long two thousand years was. They felt as if yesterday, they were still fighting against the darkness on the battlefield, and their comrades who had been sacrificed into their bodies seemed to have just happened.

They were ready to go, and their fighting spirit was still there

"Face the national calamity together!"

The five hundred fiends roared at the sky together,

For a moment, the mountain began to collapse, and amidst the rumbling sounds,

An army with death and an iron-blooded will walked out,

They wore armor that surprised the natives of this world,

They maintained the most rigorous military formation of the Great Qin Dynasty in the past,

A song of Qin Wind slowly rippled out, as if the huge dynasty of the past had reappeared at this moment,

Darkness,

Come on,

This war,

Our Great Qin,

Has not lost yet!

"Valiant Old Qin, face the national calamity together,

Valiant Old Qin, restore our rivers and mountains.

Blood does not flow dry, do not stop fighting!

A thousand years of national hatred, the vicissitudes of life are difficult to quell!

Qin has elite soldiers, who can compete with them! "

The war drums sounded again,

The war songs were chanted again,

Behind this army, the white-haired Xu Fu had tears in his eyes. He had already deduced many things,

The ancestral dragon had already fallen, and the eldest young master had also fallen,

The once magnificent Great Qin, now, only he and the group of people around him were left,

But the hatred of the country..,

Would be repaid with blood!

Xu Fu closed his eyes and kept calculating with his fingers. Then, dots of light appeared in his mind. These were the specific locations of those Darkness subordinates.

Then, Xu Fu shouted,

"Raise!"

A large flag rose, and on the black flag was the word "Qin".

"Raise!"

Fifty demon-like Qin soldiers used their shoulders to carry a long-faded imperial carriage. In the past, this imperial carriage should have been on the Black Dragon. The ancestral dragon sat here and led the Great Qin Army to sweep through the six countries. He also sat in it and fought against the Darkness repeatedly. Countless Great Qin tigers surrounded this imperial carriage and swore to follow the First Emperor to the death.

Unfortunately, the ancestral dragon had long fallen, but as long as this imperial carriage was still there, it was as if the ancestral dragon was still sitting inside.

Xu Fu raised his head and looked at the imperial carriage with a hint of respect and humility,

Ancestral dragon,

Just wait,

You can continue to watch in the imperial carriage,

Look at the children,

How they took revenge for the Great Qin.

"Raise the formation, attack!" Xu Fu waved his horsetail whisk at the nearest two light spots.

"Gale!"

"Gale!"

The five hundred fiends were surrounded by torrential demonic flames. With boundless killing intent, they charged towards their first target of revenge in an orderly manner.

Different worlds,

The same opponent,

This battle,

Two thousand years later,

Again!