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Chapter 512 "The Legend of the Heroes of Shi Wei Tian: Destroying the Blood God" (4k+)
"I almost forgot about it."

Liu Yonglu slapped his head. He had originally planned to do something to the Xiali, knock off a wheel or unscrew a headlight or something, and then blame it on the Blood Mad God. He almost forgot about the matter after experiencing a bloody battle just now.

Turning back, he saw... Liu Yonglu was happy. What he wished for came true. He didn't have to do it himself.

At this time, Xia Li's entire body was covered with a dark red crystal. The coverage was extremely uneven, with part of the outer shell still exposed as before, while the remaining part was covered with geometric crystal prisms of varying lengths.

If you hold a lighter and observe closely, you can vaguely see bubbles of various sizes floating in the crystal column, as if there is liquid circulating inside.

This little shape is quite unique. The Blood Mad God has some artistic talent.

"Captain, could it be that the Blood Mad God is... not dead yet?" Kougan swallowed nervously.

"It's not so easy to kill a god, especially one like the Blood Mad God."

Millie Tang put on gloves and carefully used a file to grind some crystal powder and put it into a small bottle.

"I feel that it's no big deal. Gods are immortal. It's OK as long as Blood Prince Barov and the old king die. Gods are sleeping anyway. I guess they won't wake up for a thousand or eight hundred years."

Liu Yonglu scratched the back of his head. If he didn't take it to heart, how many years would he live? He could deal with things later. Did he really think of himself as a patron saint? It was unrealistic to expect him to sweep across the world.

"Let's go and find Prince Herama to reward him for his merits. Then we can give him a stab!"

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"Prince Heramar, what's going on? Why did your family suddenly lose control!?"

"Out of control? It's all Upper Kurt's conspiracy. When I was evacuating, there were a lot of people blocking me. I heard clearly that the other party introduced themselves as coming from Upper Kurt! The Upper Kurts are about to attack the city!"

"Hurry up and prepare the convoy! No! Go to the port and find a ship. I want to go back by sea. I can't stay here any longer!"

In the hall of the Emir's Palace, Prince Herama was being "besieged" by various groups of people.

Some of these people were nobles of Kurt, some were envoys from neighboring countries in the southern continent, and some were leaders of overseas chambers of commerce. They were happily eating fruits and watching the beast fights, but suddenly they started fighting!

And looking at the situation, it is very likely to be a huge disaster that threatens the entire continent. Who can sit still? Everyone is eager to go home.

The anxiety of these guys further stimulated the other guests in the hall, especially the patients who were injured in the evacuation from the Colosseum. For a while, curses and groans were heard one after another, and Prince Herama and Prince Yusuf were miserable.

But the two of them couldn't lose their temper. They were indeed in the wrong in this matter. At the same time, they both pessimistically believed that this time a real disaster might be imminent. They had seen the situation in the Colosseum and knew that this was definitely not an ordinary special event. The gods were very likely involved.

"Prince Heramar, Envoy Rich has returned!"

There were guards outside the hall. The door opened and Balkan walked in with a look of joy on his face.

"Special Envoy Richie? Let him in quickly. Wait a minute... Is it just him? Or is he bringing others with him?"

Herama was very thoughtful. He was worried that if Ricky came back alone, he might be replaced by the gods or turned into a puppet. But if there were more people, it would be another matter. The gods might not have so much free time to do this, and it would be easy to be exposed, which would not be worth the effort.

"Special Envoy Richie, Miss Millie Tang, Kogan and Mr. Lin Brown. Special Envoy Richie and Mr. Lin Brown are covered in blood. It seems that they have just experienced a battle."

"Please come in quickly!"

Prince Herama relaxed his brows and waved his hand to appease the guests standing beside him:
"Everyone, everyone, please be patient. Special Envoy Richie is back. Let's first ask about the situation outside..."

Prince Helma had just finished speaking when he saw Liu Yonglu staggering in covered in blood. He was so scared that he quickly pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward:

"Balkan, call the doctor and the witch doctor!"

"Your Excellency, no, no, I'm fine, just a little exhausted."

How could Liu Yonglu dare to let the doctor examine him? But he had to pretend to be sick. After taking two steps, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. But at the critical moment, he took out his fan and used it as a sword, and stabbed it on the ground to steady himself:

"Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission. The invading gods from Upper Kurt have been killed by our Tianshi Team!"

Liu Yonglu rarely spoke nonsense. He had a majestic figure and a tragic tone. If you didn't know him, you would have thought he had fought with gods for three hundred rounds.

After he said this, before Prince Herama could react, the hall was in an uproar.

"Sure enough, he is from Upper Kurt. I knew that Grand Duke Zahir would not compromise so easily!"

"A god! It really is a god. I just took one look at it and my heart was beating wildly. Bloody images kept turning over and over in my head. I guessed at that time that it must be a god!"

"Wait a minute... This Mosesad who came in said he killed a god with his own hands. Is he bragging?"

"Boasting? Last time I went to New Nurent with Grand Duke Rupel to attend the Continental Exposition, I heard that pagans were causing trouble, and it was Captain Ricky who saved the day."

Millie Tang and Kou Gang all stood far away, keeping a distance from Liu Yonglu. There was no other way, as the three of them were afraid that if they got too close and laughed out loud, they would be discovered.

"Special Envoy Richie, please tell me in detail what is going on!"

Helama secretly gestured to Balkan, asking him to invite some street poets and respected elders who had not left the hall yet to come over.

It can be said that he has a pretty good political sense. It was embarrassing for such a thing to happen on the wedding day, which damaged Kurt's reputation. Even if the wedding was completed, it would be a blow to Kurt's reputation if the news got out.

But now Special Envoy Richie is back, and according to him... he also killed the gods who came from Kurt, which is another matter.

If you exaggerate, you may easily reverse the unfavorable public opinion environment in an instant.

At that time, I will say that this was a trap set up by myself and the Moses Sade Investigation Department before the wedding, and they are just waiting to lure you into it.

The final result was very good. The other party lost more than they gained, and I was able to show the entire southern continent how powerful my new ally is.

Herama stood there... Oh, the more he looked at Liu Yonglu, the more he liked him. No wonder he was so popular with the Saint and Prince Andrew. He was really good...

"Your Excellency, don't worry. Can you bring me a bowl of water first? Oh, and some candles..."

Liu Yonglu was still not confused. He didn't even dare to open the fan, for fear that he would accidentally touch the paper on the fan and turn himself into plasticine.

Although Helama was surprised, he quickly asked Balkan to make arrangements. After Liu Yonglu slowly applied wax on the fan, he shook the fan and started to tell the story...

Of course, it would be good if at least three-tenths of the content in his book is true, but what’s more, after artistic processing, the story is more than ten times more exciting than the original.

Liu Yonglu spared no effort to exaggerate the origin of the Blood Mad God. He understood that to elevate the enemy was to elevate oneself in disguise. Hera Ma sat in the first row and nodded repeatedly. No wonder Zahir suddenly rebelled. It turned out that he had such a strong support. This Blood Mad God not only had a high status, but also merged the greedy souls of three ambitious people. It was indeed difficult to deal with him.

The part where Liu Yonglu's soul and body were separated by Barlov's glare was naturally omitted. The focus of the storytelling gradually shifted from the Blood Mad God to the counterattack of the Shi Weitian team.

In his words, Millie Tang became an unparalleled wise general who "wears a feather fan and a blue turban, and can reduce the masts and oars of his troops to ashes in the midst of laughter and conversation."

Kogan and Rembrandt became extremely ruthless men who were "as powerful as tigers and could swallow the world".

"Ms. Millie Tang, are we the ones the captain is talking about? It feels like a fable from the Saint's Sect... It seems even more bizarre than a fable... Miss Millie Tang, what are you laughing at?"

Kou Gang felt a little embarrassed by what Liu Yonglu said.

"Well, learn from this. Your captain's skills all come from his mouth."

Millie Tang knew Liu Yonglu too well, so she covered her face and turned her back, unable to bear to watch.

Liu Yonglu was talking with saliva flying all over the place, waving his fan. While he was talking in vernacular, another person came in from the door. The guards let him in obediently when they saw him. The person who came in was none other than one of Prince Herama's aides, Ferhat, who was the donkey in disguise.

Why did he come in so late? Why didn't the donkey bother Liu Yonglu after he came out of the dreamland?
That was because Donkey caught a glimpse of a faint divine aura while watching the battle, which aroused Donkey's curiosity. Could it be the projection of "The One Who Returns All Things to One"? Donkey was ready to find him to discuss the issue.

But when the donkey began to search along the scent, the other party seemed to start hiding deliberately and circled around him.

After chasing through several courtyards, the deity completely hid herself and the donkey could no longer sense her presence.

"Why does it smell like cat..."

The donkey raised its nose to sniff, but couldn't figure out the reason for a moment, so it could only shake its head and go to the high tower in Grand Duke Rupper's courtyard. At this time, the battle was over. Liu Yonglu and Shi Weitian's men had left long ago. Only the souped-up version of the Xiali was left in the dark room of the high tower.

The donkey walked around the Xiali several times with his hands behind his back, and finally bent over and went in, closing his eyes to feel it.

"Boy, this couldn't have been planned in advance by you and the One Who Returns All Things, right? It's... kind of interesting..."

The donkey nodded and was about to leave, but suddenly he stretched out his right hand and put it on his long ear to listen, because he felt that the believers of the Beast Brotherhood were calling him.

"Why summon me? Don't you have a messenger now?"

At this time, Gregory had already captured most of the Brotherhood members, and they were all locked up in a dark cell. These guys had no idea what was going on and could only pray silently in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, the messenger ignored them...hey, the donkey also ignored them and left them to fend for themselves.

"Ferhat, where did you go just now!?"

Seeing the donkey coming in, Balkan quickly called him to his side.

"Mr. Balkan, didn't you ask me to keep an eye on Special Envoy Richie? I was hiding in the Colosseum to watch the fight."

In this respect, the donkey and Liu Yonglu are really cut from the same cloth; they both particularly like to tell the "truth".

Both of them really enjoyed the feeling of telling the "truth" and deceiving others.

"Well, now there is not much difference between what Envoy Richie said at this moment and what actually happened, right?"

"Mr. Balkan, I don't know that. After all, the center of the Colosseum was affected by the power of the gods, forming a special dreamland."

What the donkey said was still the truth, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"I saw everything that happened in the dreamland. It's completely different from what this kid said!"

"That's good. The situation will become increasingly tense. The status of the Mosesad people, especially Special Envoy Rich, will also rise. You should assist him carefully."

This statement fell into the ears of a donkey, and it was disgusting no matter how it sounded. I assisted him? It was really against the will of heaven!
"Don't worry, I will do my best."

The donkey had to agree.

At this time, in the center of the hall, Liu Yonglu finally finished his story "The Legend of the Heroes of Shi Wei Tian: The Great Defeat of the Blood God". All the distinguished guests present were amazed. No wonder Prince Helma made such a big fuss about wanting to form a marriage alliance with the Mosesad people, it turned out that they were really powerful.

"Mr. Richie, you've worked hard. Take a shower and have a rest."

Prince Helama was also very satisfied when he saw the expressions of the guests. A bad thing turned into a good thing. First, Zahir's greatest support was defeated, and then his morale was boosted. It couldn't be more perfect.

"Your Excellency, although the Blood Mad God has been killed, there is one flaw in the ointment!"

Liu Yonglu's face is really like Monkey King's - it changes in an instant. He was smiling just now, and in the blink of an eye he was filled with sorrow and almost cried.

The Sun Chariot was a secret, so Liu Yonglu took two quick steps to Prince Herama and whispered:
"The Blood Mad God knew that his time had come, so he was desperate and finally fled to the courtyard of Grand Duke Rupel.

I don’t know how he guessed the location of the Sun Chariot. I worked hard for half a month to make the Sun Chariot…”

Liu Yonglu couldn't hold back his tears and could only grunt with his head down.

Upon hearing this, Prince Helama's heart, which had just calmed down, rose to his throat again. What does this mean? Was the car smashed by someone?

"Richter, please take your time and let's work it out together."

Seeing Liu Yonglu like this, Prince Herama couldn't bear it and kept comforting him.

"The car was tampered with by the Blood Mad God before he died. Alas, all my hard work has gone to waste!"

The two of them were whispering here, and the donkey was standing nearby listening. He was drinking juice from a cup, and after hearing Liu Yonglu's acting, the donkey almost spit out the juice.

I thought to myself, good boy, you are just trying to catch rabbits by raking grass, the Blood Mad God has made you into this state, and you want to keep the Sun Chariot for yourself?

"Then Special Envoy Richie, do you think that Chariot can think of another solution?"

Prince Helama did not give up and held Liu Yonglu's shoulder and continued to ask questions.

"Let me give it a try. Hey, after all the calculations, there was only one missing step..."

Liu Yonglu thought to himself, what about the Sun Chariot? You could take this thing home and use it as a handicraft.

Little did he know that within a few days, the news of what happened at the wedding would be reported back to Upper Kurt, and the Xiali he made might be of some use in the future!
(End of this chapter)