Witch Wind

Chapter 232: Flood (Part )

The huge steam locomotive whistled and roared, with three locomotives in the front and back, all spewing out thick smoke, driving the long dragon-like train running wildly on the railway.

Xing Tianli sat in the special train carriage, quietly admiring the scenery outside the window.

War is terrible.

No matter how prosperous a city is, it will be reduced to ruins after the flames of war. Lives are lost, people are in mourning, bones cover the fields, and no roosters can be heard for thousands of miles. These are the cruelest descriptions of war in history.

However, in the war going on in the Kingdom of Idoli, the armies from all sides have surrounded the city of Saint Silan, and the kingdom is almost facing a catastrophe. The scenery on both sides of the railway is still pastoral, quiet and peaceful.

A breeze blew across the green fields, creating small waves on the crops.

Farmers carrying farm tools and dogs walked or rode on their animals, leisurely walking on the ridges of the fields. Beside the railway, naughty children shouted excitedly and ran after the special train. Some even waved their arms enthusiastically at the special train, shouting the slogan "Long live the Black Crow Empire!"

Near and far, villages and towns were intact. Except for the flags of the Black Crow Empire, England, Saint Norman, and Jieshi Territory hanging on the towering towers of the village chapels, these villages and towns had hardly changed. The ongoing war was like a dream to the people of Yidoli.

Xing Tianli frowned and gently poked his temple with his fingers.

The national character of the Idoli people!

Is this a good thing?

Or is it a bad thing?

Is it true that as long as you lie down and allow yourself to be bullied by others, and as long as you enjoy being bullied and exploited, you can just lie down like this and live in peace and tranquility?
look.

Their village was intact.

Their fields are full of life.

Their people are peaceful and happy.

Xing Tianli looked at the Ghost King's clone sitting opposite him and asked in a low voice the question that was weighing on his mind.

The original owner of this ghost king clone was Aobai's brother Murima. As a ghost king refined by the Tongtian Yuling Banner, he could not resist any idea of ​​Xing Tianli.

When faced with a problem, he must speak out his truest thoughts.

After a light cough, Murima said softly, "So, my master, there were the Ten Days of Yangzhou and the Three Massacres of Jiading... Why did they carry out the massacres? It was because they wanted to turn those hard-core people into soft-boned people."

"Only when we become spineless can we do whatever we want and enjoy ourselves to our heart's content."

"I want your money, give it to me."

"I want your land, you give it to me."

"I want your mother, please bring her to me."

"I want your wife, bring her to me."

"I want your son, bring him to me."

"I want your daughter, bring her to me!"

"Spineless, obedient people, we masters love them the most... When the masters still have food, drink, defecate and urinate, and are still rich and prosperous, if you serve the masters happily, the masters can reward you with a bone or two to chew on!"

"But, human hearts are always unsatisfied."

"The master will always want more money after taking your money."

"The master will always want more land after taking your land."

"But, how much money and land do you have to be able to continuously serve the master and make him happy?"

"Besides, the master enjoyed your mother... Well, you don't have a mother anymore, and the master is unhappy, what will you do?"

"My mother is like this, my wife is like this, my son and my daughter are all like this. Human greed is endless, but your wealth and your life are always limited... What's more terrifying is that the master wants to have children, and the master's children are your little masters. The little masters also want your money, your land, your mother, your wife, your son, and your daughter..."

"Oh, my little master, you can handle it."

"Oh, two young masters, you try your best to maintain it."

"Hey, ten or a hundred little masters, you still won't be satisfied even if you sacrifice your life for oil... When your masters exploit you and your family and your children and grandchildren live worse than animals, will you regret that you should have taken up your sword and gun and fought your current master to the death?"

Murima smiled extremely cruelly. He himself was the body of the ghost king. His smile was filled with sinister and evil spirits. The whole carriage became gloomy and gloomy, making people feel inexplicably cold all over.

"Is regret useful? It's useless!"

"So, you see, these Yidoli fools outside are showing off and having fun now. Hey...if they continue to play like this, within sixty years at most, or sixty years, if they cannot restore their country, they will be exterminated!"

Murima sighed, "Back then, our Qing Dynasty knew some tricks to conserve the people's strength and restore the vitality of the world. We treated the people of the world as livestock. But at least in our Qing Dynasty, we were all the same at that time. We were all human beings... At least we knew that even if they were livestock, we had to feed them well!"

"But look at the people like Yingjishi and Saint Norman, the committee and the Pantheon behind them...are they human? They and us are not ordinary groups...They really want to eat people!"

"These Yidoli people, good days are still to come!" Murima said softly: "Our Qing Dynasty maintained its national fortune for hundreds of years... In the later period, the people were living a life worse than death, and our Qing Dynasty fell."

"But these Yidoli people, those alien methods, hehe, in a decade, they will regret it and cry to the sky."

Xing Tianli nodded slowly.

He looked at the peaceful and tranquil villages outside the window and said quietly, "Yes, the alien races... even if, in fact, their resistance is meaningless... we have to give it a try, right?"

Xing Tianli looked at Murima with deep eyes and sighed: "This battle..."

Murima's eyes widened: "What happened to this battle?"

Xing Tianli looked towards the east and shook his head slightly.

He Xi strode in and handed over a telegram: "Your Excellency, Yingjishi asked how long it would take for you to reach the front line. They hope that we can intensify the attack on Saint Yutu City."

After hesitating for a while, He Xi said coldly: "Their wording is very impolite, and they seem a bit frustrated."

Xing Tianli was too lazy to take the message. He chuckled and said, "Oh? In Saint Eutu City, the Idoli people's air force has launched several more rounds of attacks? Yingjishi and Saint Norman have suffered heavy losses!"

After a moment's silence, Xing Tianli nodded and said, "Call back and tell them that the Black Crow Empire will launch an all-out attack on Saint Yutu City... Tell them that they suspect that Saint Ross's army has been spotted in the direction of Saint Yutu City. The attack is not going well, and it's not my fault!"

"Either give us more, more advanced, and more powerful weapons, or let their main force enter the battlefield."

In the sky, with a low "buzzing" sound, more than a dozen twin-engine propeller fighters approached at high speed from an altitude of less than 100 meters above the ground. They discovered this special train with obviously extraordinary specifications. There was a flash of fire, accompanied by a low roar, and a large rain of bullets swept down like a chain of fire.

Xing Tianli opened his left hand and formed seals with his five fingers skillfully.

The air around the train was surging, and the invisible wind condensed into a barrier as solid as steel. Dense bullets hit the wind wall and exploded into pieces, sparks flew all over the sky, and more than a dozen fighter planes had no time to react and crashed into the barrier.

With a loud bang, the fighter plane exploded and debris fell, landing in a small village beside the railway. More than 20 houses were hit by the burning debris, and the delicate small building with civil structure immediately burst into flames.

Xing Tianli looked coldly at the small village that was on fire, burning, and emitting billowing black smoke.

"A peaceful, tranquil, and happy life is actually just a dream... I am not really a good person." Xing Tianli smiled and said, "In order to prevent such a scene from happening in the Eastern Kingdom of Shenzhou, I came to the Western Continent to harm the people here... I am truly a hypocritical person!"

Murima was full of flattery, and he quickly laughed and said, "How can that be true? As the saying goes, those who are not of my race must have different hearts. These Yidoli people are able to sacrifice their lives for the happiness and peace of my people in the East. This is their merit!"

"You, at first glance, are a great saint with great compassion and a heart full of the world!"

"Ah, with your means and your practice, you still care about the lives of those lowly people in the Eastern Kingdom of Shenzhou... Alas, I really don't know what to say." Murima stood up, kowtowed to Xing Tianli with a "gulp", and said very seriously: "Your biggest shortcoming is that you are too kind... But, your kindness is also a blessing for us servants, isn't it? Oh, I have to kowtow to you a few more times!"

Murima kowtowed repeatedly.

Xing Tianli and He Xi both shuddered.

"Come on, come on, get up... You bastard... Come on, stop talking nonsense, just play your role as the Black Crow Emperor well and don't cause any trouble for me... In short, one goal, turn Yi Duoli into a meat grinder and kill as many as you can!"

"Those alien races!"

Xing Tianli sneered: "There are also the Yingjishi, Saint Norman, Faroese, Idoli, and especially the Saint Ross. Hey, let's kill as many as we can. If they die too much here, they won't have the energy to cause trouble in the Eastern Kingdom of Shenzhou, right?"

"Also, the Emmy Federation!"

"Also, those three girls..."

"Also, Sophie, Marceau, and the people behind them..."

"It's a headache. Also, Maria and those guys who are not human..."

Xing Tianli's face twitched and he felt weak all over. Even though he now had a fighting power comparable to that of a golden immortal and his cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds, he still felt extremely weak from his body to his soul.

There are too many enemies.

The enemy is too strong.

The enemy is too complicated.

Xing Tianli stood up and gave a few instructions to Murima, He Xi and others. His face changed and he became an extremely ordinary middle-aged man with typical Idori features. He turned into a stream of wind and rushed out from the gap in the carriage.

Maybe, he really is too kind-hearted?
According to Murima, his current combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary Golden Immortal. He has already jumped out of the Three Realms and is no longer within the Five Elements. If he finds a corner to survive, he can survive until the end of time. He can completely rely on the fundamental method of "A Stick of Incense in the Furnace of Heaven and Earth" to elevate himself to an incredible realm!
Why do we have to go through so much trouble?

Perhaps, it’s just for the old neighbors in Xiaolongqiu Town?
Maybe, just for...

for……

"Antiques, do you understand? On that stele, there are handwritings of the First Emperor, the Three Peach Garden Brothers, Master Yue, and Emperor Zhu... If those old archaeologists in the past life saw that stele, they would have a heart attack and die on the spot. Do you believe it?"

"Even if it's for the people who left the inscription on that stone."

"As a young man, I have to protect that piece of land and the people there... But in order to protect them, I have to let you down!"

A gust of wind rushed straight to the front line of Saint Yutu City.

At the same time, in the Eastern Shenzhou, Shanhaiguan.

A few days ago, the Saint Rose Far East Army launched a blatant bombing, and the entire Shanhaiguan was razed to the ground by the terrible weapons. Inside and outside the pass, there were densely packed bomb craters with a diameter of over a mile overlapping and filled with rainwater.

I don’t know what the design concept of these weapons of mass destruction of the Saint Ross people is.

The residual nuclear radiation in these craters was so strong that the rain was dyed a light green. There was no grass growing within dozens of miles of the craters, and even the mud and sand had changed color. At night, the land emitted a faint green fluorescence.

Because of the terrible radiation, the armies organized by the Xingtian and Xiangliu clans of Daxia were unable to approach the ruins of Shanhaiguan. Instead, they built a solid defense line in the west, southwest, and south, three hundred miles apart.

These days, no one knew what the Saint Rose Far East Army, which had occupied Shanhaiguan, was doing. They did not continue their large-scale attacks, but instead sent out small-scale teams to conduct exploratory invasions throughout the day.

It rained heavily.

Thunder and lightning.

Xing Tian roared, leaped into the air, and chopped down with a heavy axe, splitting a Saint Ross strongman in a major general's uniform in two. With a sharp tearing sound, the strong man's body was split open, and a large number of fine electric sparks spurted out of his body. The fragments of metal components scattered everywhere, and black and red viscous juice sprayed out with high temperature and fell on the ground. Even if it was raining heavily, it was still burning madly.

Several Xingtian brothers came over, cursing. One of them had a fist-sized hole in his left shoulder. He greeted the ancestors of the Saint Ross people loudly. The granulation tissue in the wound was rapidly wriggling, accompanied by the sound of bones and tendons growing. His wound was completely healed in three breaths.

"Brother, what on earth are these Saint Rose bastards thinking?"

The strong man named Xingtian Suanni, who was as strong as Xingtian Jiaozi, slammed his axe heavily on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Or, just bring the troops to attack us... They have sent out thirty or fifty stragglers to kill us all day long. Are they making fun of us?"

Xing Tian pursed his lips, frowned, looked in the direction of Shanhaiguan, then turned back to look towards the west.

"Remember the kid named Xing Tianli?"

Xing Tian Suanni snorted coldly: "The side branch of Pingyuan Hall? Hey, what's that? How much cultivation can a mere side branch have? How much can it do? However, he did earn a share of the family fortune... He just took advantage of the fact that no family would do anything in the Dharma Ending Age."

"If it were us brothers, anyone would be able to do better than him, right?"

Xing Tian curled his lips and said, "That's not necessarily true. That guy may not be as strong as us, but he's smarter than us... I heard from the two elders that the guy ran to the west to cause trouble. Now the Saint Ross people are attacking the Far West Hundred Kingdoms with all their might in the west... They're fighting on two fronts, maybe they've put all their strength there?"

Shaking his head, Xing Tian Ya Zi squatted down and picked up the body of the major general that he had split into two pieces.

"or……"

"Well, do you feel that these Saint Rose bastards who came to die these days are much stronger than those before? Their bones are harder, they are faster, and the damn auroras they spray out are more lethal?"

A group of Xingtian brothers were stunned at the same time.

They looked at each other, and then at the same time, they looked at the brother whose shoulder had been pierced.

Two months ago, when the invasion team was of the same size, the aurora ejected from the bodies of these Saint Ross people could only break their skin and burn some blisters on their chests.

At that time, the brothers could blow their bodies into pieces with a casual punch, and killing them was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

And now, although they can still easily slaughter these infiltrating Saint Ross teams, Xing Tian Ya Zi has to use a heavy axe to chop this Saint Ross man wearing a major general's uniform.

Even their aurora could penetrate the body of the weakest brother among them.

If this continues...

In the direction of Shanhaiguan, a sharp alarm sounded, and along with the shrill alarm, wisps of light shot up into the sky from hundreds of miles away. After flying to a considerable height, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, those streams of light drew a smooth parabola and dived towards this side with increasing acceleration.

Xing Tian sneered: "Here we go again, hey!"

All the brothers turned around and looked at a protruding hill twenty miles behind them.

Halfway up the hill, more than a thousand tall men with powerful faces, long arms and legs, and a varying number of roc feathers in their hair, simultaneously pulled the huge bows that were surrounded by dim light.

With a whistling sound, more than a thousand longbows vibrated in unison. Arrows that were almost six feet long and as thick as arms, forged purely from metal and engraved with a large number of witchcraft patterns on their surfaces, flew up into the sky. With a flash, their speed suddenly increased to an astonishing speed that was more than ten times faster than the light shot from the direction of Shanhaiguan.

'boom'!
More than a hundred mushroom clouds slowly exploded in the sky; the light and heat instantly evaporated the rain clouds and violently spread to the earth.

After a few breaths, the strong light disappeared, and a large amount of dust with alarming radioactivity was swept up by the rain and poured down on their heads... Xing Tian, ​​Ya Zi and the others were so heartbroken that their faces twitched. Another large piece of land was ruined. At least in the next thirty to fifty years, not a single blade of grass would grow on this land.

"These bastards... Brothers, we have to find a way to teach them a lesson!"

Xing Tian Ya Zi roared in frustration: "Such a fertile land, but they destroyed it..."

A vague figure quietly emerged from the rain.

Sophie rode a sturdy silver leopard through the rain and came to Xing Tian, ​​Ya Zi and others: "They don't care about so much. Even if there is a flood or even the whole world is exterminated, it will not hurt them at all."

"Let's join forces!" Sophie looked at the puddles that were flashing with a faint green light with great distress, and shook her head gently, saying, "Do you have any better choice?"

(End of this chapter)