"Trial of Destiny, Mission Details:
'Zhuan Zhu assassinates Wang Liao, a comet attacks the moon. Nie Zheng assassinates Han An, a white rainbow pierces the sun.' The collapse of the empire will not happen overnight. … … "
Boom!
In a flash, the bloody light in front of Wang Chong flourished as countless illusions rushed at him. Rumble! Rumble! A massive continent appeared in front of Wang Chong.
The Central Plains!
Although this was the first time he had seen it, Wang Chong was absolutely certain.
But in the next moment, rumble! The sky collapsed in the southeast, the earth sank in the northwest. As Wang Chong watched, the land of the southwest collapsed. A bloody light soared into the sky, transforming into a roaring flame that engulfed the entire divine continent.
In just a few moments, the entire continent was engulfed in a sea of fire.
"Ah! — — "
The earth sank, and a wretched scream suddenly reached Wang Chong's ears, threatening to tear apart his eardrums. Following that, one person's scream turned into ten, hundreds, thousands … Countless people's screams echoed in the air.
Rumble! Countless buildings collapsed one after another, turning into scorched earth amidst the flames and smoke. Corpses. Countless corpses. The old, the young, the strong, the infants, the women, the men … Thousands of corpses piled up in the thick smoke and fire, turning into a mountain of corpses that filled the entire land in front of them.
Between the mountains of corpses, thick blood surged violently, like a roaring sea, covering the entire divine continent.
Wang Chong heard the endless clashing of metal, saw an endless horde of foreign cavalry and war banners galloping across the land of the Central Plains!
The sky was dyed red, the earth sunk …
In the final scene, Wang Chong saw countless piles of bones floating in the sea of blood, as well as the dragon banners that had fallen amidst the flames and smoke.
This prosperous empire that had lasted for nearly three hundred years, the culture of the Central Plains that had flourished for more than three thousand years, had been reduced to ashes …
Whoosh whoosh!
A series of whooshing sounds entered his ears. Wang Chong opened his eyes. In the sky, that huge golden "Eagle King" had just landed on his arm.
"There are always clues to the development of any matter. Rise and fall, birth and death, the replacement of any empire, the birth and death of a civilization all have their own sequence. "
"When the southwest collapsed, the earth collapsed. An empire that had lasted for more than three hundred years, on the verge of exhausting its last bit of strength, collapsed in the afterglow of the setting sun. 'When Qin loses its deer, the world pursues it.' The god of death walks on the earth, and the horn has been blown. When a huge creature collapses, it will attract a group of hungry beasts! "
"This is our last chance. Either we save this war, or we slide further and further into the abyss of death until we are destroyed!"
"The trial of destiny — 'Empire's Elegy' officially begins!"
…
When the golden Eagle King folded its wings and stood motionless on Wang Chong's arm, the final voice of the Stone of Destiny in Wang Chong's mind faded away.
As he gazed at the Eagle King in his hand, Wang Chong felt a wave of cold wash over him, his heart unprecedentedly cold.
The war of the Nanzhao!
As he listened to that enormous bell in his mind, that voice brimming with warning, Wang Chong could only think of one thing.
Only the war of the Nanzhao in the southwest was worthy of the Stone of Destiny's warning. But how could this be? Wasn't the war of the Nanzhao still half a year away?
Why now? This was completely unacceptable.
"No, it can't be!"
With one last sliver of hope, Wang Chong tore off the metal cylinder from the Eagle King's leg.
The metal cylinder contained a crumpled letter. The handwriting on the letter was extremely sloppy. It was clear that it had been hastily written under extremely urgent circumstances.
There were even specks of blood on the letter.
But Wang Chong could recognize the handwriting on the letter at a glance. It was Solitary Wolf's handwriting. In the past half-year, he had seen many similar handwriting on The Eagle's body.
"To Young Master Chong:
To Solitary Wolf. "
"According to Young Master's orders, after entering the southwest, this subordinate has been in constant contact with Governor Zhang Wentuo of the Sword Pavilion … The southwest is in great danger …"
What followed was a series of sloppy scribbles. Traces of black ash could be seen on the letter, as if it had been written by the stove of some commoner's home.
"The wife and daughter of the King of the Mengshe Zhao Empire, Gelofeng, entered the Sword Pavilion … According to Young Master's orders, Young Master Zhang Wentuo was closely monitored, but Young Master Zhang Wentuo was not suspicious …"
"Gelofeng's wife and daughter stayed for fifteen days!"
"Everything was normal. This subordinate did not discover anything!"
"On the fifteenth day, this subordinate entered the Governor's Residence and paid a visit to Zhang Wentuo. Zhang Wentuo was not around … The maids were killed, and his corpse was strewn all over the residence … Gelofeng's wife and daughter were killed, and his guard's throat was crushed … Shock! It was too sudden! How could this be? "
"The Governor's Residence was on fire … After leaving the Governor's Residence, I discovered unfamiliar black-clothed men. They were extremely powerful, and this subordinate was not a match for them!"
"Mengshe Zhao attacked the city, and the city was breached! According to Young Master's orders, this subordinate rushed to the City Lord Residence. Zhang Wentuo returned to the residence and drew his sword, preparing to commit suicide. This subordinate saved Zhang Wentuo and was about to leave when a large number of black-clothed men suddenly appeared. This subordinate was severely injured … "
The further he went, the more sloppy the words became. Many of them were indistinguishable. Lone Wolf seemed to be affected by the injuries on his body as he wrote whatever came to his mind.
"It's Solitary Wolf's blood!"
Wang Chong suddenly realized that the blood on the letter was Solitary Wolf's blood. The affairs of the southwest had always been Wang Chong's focus. Thus, before Solitary Wolf left, Wang Chong had instructed him to report everything regarding Zhang Wentuo, regardless of whether it was important or not.
Solitary Wolf was injured, but too many things had happened in a hurry, so it was impossible to write everything down. Thus, he wrote whatever came to his mind in this manner.
"… Other than the Tang dynasty and Mengshe Zhao, there is a third faction in the city. This subordinate saw them slaughter Mengshe Zhao's cavalry with my own eyes! The city is on fire, and corpses are everywhere …
"The black-clothed men are searching for Zhang Wentuo. They haven't said a word, completely disregarding me. All of their attacks are directed at Zhang Wentuo, as if they must obtain Zhang Wentuo's corpse. "… I don't understand. If they wanted to kill Zhang Wentuo, why didn't they make a move when Zhang Wentuo was preparing to commit suicide in the City Lord Residence?
"… Zhang Wentuo is still unconscious, and he has already consumed Young Master's medicine. There are too many confusing things. This morning, the messenger pigeon was captured, and all news in the city has been suppressed. It's the black-clothed men! "
"The situation is urgent, and the city is filled with Mengshe Zhao's cavalry. Fortunately, we have prepared a secret passage according to Young Master's instructions …"
"Those people are relentless in their pursuit, and there is the danger of being discovered at any moment. There is no chance to send a message! There is no chance to send a message … "
"Tomorrow will be the last attempt. Rest assured, Young Master, this subordinate will not let you down and send Governor Zhang out!"
…
The letter didn't continue after that.
Everything had been confirmed.
The battle of Nanzhao!
It really was the battle of Nanzhao!
The last shred of hope in Wang Chong's heart was extinguished at this point, and his heart turned cold. And after the coldness, there was an unprecedented wave of chaos, anxiety, and unease!
There was nothing in front of him, but Wang Chong could hear the rumbling of something. Faintly, Wang Chong seemed to see the southwest of the empire collapsing, and flames soaring into the sky. An intense sense of danger assaulted him, almost suffocating him!
"Why is it like this? Why is it like this? … "
Wang Chong muttered to himself, his mind in chaos.
As the sun began to rise, Wang Chong felt like he could hear the gates of the empire slowly opening. The capital was still filled with song and dance, but no one besides him understood what the empire was facing.
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