All of the frenzied soldiers of Mu Zhi Xia's army stopped, as though they were immobilized, they stared blankly at the empty Holy Flames.
"The seeds they planted in my body have activated. I can feel that the Saint Continent is no longer here, our family …. "Mu Zhi Xia laughed bitterly. He felt that he was truly foolish, for the sake of serving Temple, he had even sacrificed his own family.
The Holy Flames completely swallowed Mu Zhi Xia, causing the Holy Flames to become silent.
Old Tang and the Old Commander revealed looks of pity, the cruel reality, the tragic scene, even they, who had hearts of stone, could not accept it. Especially when they heard the soldiers shouting out the names of their children and family, and the heart wrenching wails, they could not help but turn their heads.
His heart was filled with regret, he regretted joining Temple, regretted fighting for Temple, regretted implicating his family.
Many of their faces were filled with shock and shock. They all knew that the Great Clan Elder was enveloped in Holy Flames, but none of them thought that there were so many secrets.
~ He is a terrifying opponent. ~
~ The Great Clan Elder is cold blooded, he treats human lives like grass, crazy and unreasonable, but he is him. ~ ~ You can despise him, but you can never look down on him, you can dislike him, but you can never look down on him. ~
Mu Zhi Xia remained silent, he opened his mouth, his heart felt like it was being stabbed, but nothing came out.
"Master!" All of the soldiers of Mu Zhi Xia's army knelt down with pleading looks on their faces.
They could accept dying on the battlefield and throwing their corpses into the wilderness, that was their duty, and they did not cower in the slightest. But, their families had become Temple's fertilizer, and their hearts were shrouded in endless sorrow and despair.
He retracted his disapproval, retracted his ridicule towards the Great Clan Elder's desire for eternal life, because he asked himself, ~ What if it was me? ~
They could empathize with him, they were all soldiers who fought on the battlefield, and felt it deeply.
The heart wrenching wails came out.
The soldiers who climbed up the mechanical puppets, their bodies covered in smoke and tattered clothes, the madness on their bodies instantly disappeared. They wailed and cried, they allowed their bodies to fall down from the mechanical puppets and into the ground.
"Have you all forgotten Mu Zhi Xia's dying wish? Have you all forgotten the blood feud that you bear? Have you all forgotten who the main culprit is? "
The Holy Flames were ferocious, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Zhi Xia was completely incinerated, leaving nothing behind.
He was the one who had harmed everyone!
It was as if he had seen his own family members turn into a regiment of pale white Holy Flames, and then being swallowed by a figure.
"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! "
Hot blood flowed down his cheeks slowly.
The soldiers raised their heads blankly.
Forget about being able to lead the Southern Cross Army forever, as long as they could win the war, he would not hesitate. It was not only him, many people in the army could do it.
Unfortunately, he couldn't take revenge …
Mu Zhi Xia's voice trembled with endless sorrow. He didn't know why he still had the strength to say these words.
All of the soldiers were stunned, they frantically pounced towards the Holy Flame, wanting to drag Mu Zhi Xia out.
The air seemed to freeze and time seemed to stop. The soldiers did not even dare to breathe as they looked at Mu Zhi Xia with pale faces.
The Regiment Commander looked around with a murderous aura.
"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! "
"It's hopeless," Mu Zhi Xia said calmly. "He wouldn't make such a low-level mistake."
Bang!
An unprecedented rage surged in the hearts of the Southern Cross Army soldiers. Even if they were enemies in the past, but at that moment, they only felt a common hatred for the enemy, and wanted nothing more than to turn the Great Clan Elder into meat paste.
The Regiment Commander knew that Mu Zhi Xia was talking about the Great Clan Elder.
He had heard of the news by chance, but did not place it in his heart. Because he felt that as long as the Great Clan Elder still had a trace of rationality, he would definitely not carry out the plan. The Saint Continent was the foundation of Temple, and the citizens that lived there were either devout believers or the family members of Temple's core members. ~ By doing this, isn't Temple digging their own foundation? ~ ~ Who would dare to follow Temple if they were to kill the family members of their core members? Who would follow them? ~
The Regiment Commander, Old Tang and the rest reacted quickly, and immediately stopped the soldiers who had lost control of their emotions. The frenzied soldiers of Mu Zhi Xia's army disregarded everything, they begged and bit the mechanical puppets, punching and kicking them, their faces were covered in tears.
"No ….." The soldier was at a loss, his mind was blank, and he spoke incoherently: "That can't be. We are fighting for Temple, we are people of Temple, why would Temple take action against our family ….. "
"He did it." Mu Zhi Xia's voice seemed to be tainted with the smell of Holy Flames, it carried a sense of authority, which was a familiar feeling to everyone. But at that moment, even Mu Zhi Xia was filled with hatred and disgust. The Holy Flames that flowed beneath his skin became even more lively. Everyone was attracted by Mu Zhi Xia's words, and no one noticed that the bones of his fingers were enveloped by the Holy Flames, and were silently melting.
Mu Zhi Xia was oblivious: "There was only a 10% chance of success, but he succeeded. He became the strongest clan elder in Temple, and everyone has to bow down to him, and his orders are the will of Temple. To prevent others from knowing that he has become a Spirit General, he lived in seclusion, and used the Holy Flames to envelop himself. Everyone thought that the Great Clan Elder used a special method to train in the Holy Flames, but no one guessed that beneath the Holy Flames was a Spirit General. "
~ I am stupid! ~
~ This is too deranged! ~
The Regiment Commander was silent.
"Me? That's another problem. " Mu Zhi Xia smiled bitterly and desolately. The white light shone through the wrinkles on his weathered face. It looked extremely terrifying and strange. "The Great Elder soon found out that even if he had an endless lifespan, he would not be able to realize his great ambition by himself. He needed more like-minded people. I was not born in a prestigious family, so I was naturally sought out, but I rejected them. I do not wish to become a Spirit General, I am destined to dedicate my life to Temple, but I still wish to rest after death. The long years will make me fearful, the Great Clan Elder did not punish me, but to prevent the secret from leaking out, he left something in my body. That thing is acting up now. "
"Do not hurt them." Old Tang could not bear to watch, and reminded the soldiers under him.
Life was always precious, with the warm sunlight, the alluring heartbeat, and the connection between each other. Time was always heartless, cold and lonely, so long that it was terrifying. But there were always some things, some ideals, that could allow you to overcome the yearning for life, to overcome the fear of time, and you would not hesitate to give up everything, and throw yourself into its embrace.
These soldiers were fighting alone at the frontlines, fighting for Temple, but Temple had harmed their families!
Old Tang looked at Mu Zhi Xia, the light aura of Holy Flames seemed to be spewing out from Mu Zhi Xia's body. He asked: "Then what's going on with you now?"
Suddenly, a soldier asked anxiously. Beside him, the other soldiers all had anxious looks on their faces. Their families were all in the Saint Continent, and they had a bad premonition.
Their faces were buried in the soil, their hands grabbed onto the dust, they cried out the names of their families, cried out Mu Zhi Xia's name. They wanted to grab onto something, but could not grab onto anything, they hammered their heads, they curled up into a ball, they were helpless and in despair.
Surging Holy Flames surged out from his body. In the blink of the eye, he had become a flaming man, the white Holy Flames crackling. Mu Zhi Xia felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, the pain of his soul burning caused his consciousness to become more and more blurry, he mustered his last bit of strength and shouted while trembling.
A crazy man who did not care about his own life, a cold blooded man who did not care about the lives of others, who did not care about anything on the battlefield, for the sake of victory, he was willing to do anything.
The other soldiers had their hands on their heads, their eyes were at a loss, and some of their eyes started to reveal fear and despair.
"Master! I beg you! " The soldier knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and begged: "Master, seeing that this lowly one has followed you for so long, please tell us."
All of their beliefs and ideals had collapsed, and then they found out that their families were all dead, and watched as their most respected boss was burned to ashes in front of them. All of these men who had gone through countless trials and tribulations, and had never been defeated in battle, had completely collapsed at that moment.
All of the soldiers and military generals were dumbstruck by this shocking secret. That's right, the content had completely exceeded their imaginations, and they were shocked by too many things.
"And then they will use the Holy Flames of the entire Saint Continent to evolve."
Even the Old Commander and Old Tang were shocked. Even though they were listening to Mu Zhi Xia's narration, they could still hear the craziness of the Great Clan Elder and his fanaticism towards Temple. The Old Commander had become a Spirit General after his own death, but he never thought that the Great Clan Elder would voluntarily become a Spirit General for the sake of rebuilding Temple.
He took a deep breath, and suddenly roared: "All of you, shut up!"
The Old Commander's roar could be heard by the entire field, and the empty eyes of the soldiers of Mu Zhi Xia's army started to have light auras converge.
Although the Great Clan Elder was crazy, but he was definitely an extremely intelligent man, and would definitely not do such a foolish thing.
"Can we be saved?" The Old Commander asked, Mu Zhi Xia was a respectable opponent, and he did not wish for Mu Zhi Xia to die.
To give up his own life, to take such a huge risk, for Temple.
That was probably the most cruel thing in the world.
Mu Zhi Xia laughed bitterly: "Saint Continent, there is no more Saint Continent. I know they have a plan, I do not know the details, but I have a rough idea. Once Temple reaches the final juncture, they will disregard everything and transform into Spirit Generals, and then …. "
Everyone in the Southern Cross Army was silent, they allowed the enemy soldiers to climb onto their mechanical puppets and bite them, as long as they could stop them, they would feel extremely sad.
"Saint Continent, what's wrong with Saint Continent? Master, what's wrong with Saint Continent that you mentioned just now? "
The Commander was an old-fashioned person, in his opinion, a hero like Mu Zhi Xia, should die on the battlefield, and not in the dark of politics and schemes.
The Old Commander looked at the elite soldiers, their eyes were empty, and they wailed incessantly, his heart feeling extremely sad. ~ It shouldn't be like this, these iron men forged from blood and fire, shouldn't be like this. ~
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