My name is Huang Tian, ​​what the hell is this "Heaven is dead" nonsense?

Chapter 36 Driving Lightning and Lightning
With Sun Jian's scream, it was as if a switch had been flipped, and chaos erupted on the city wall. The panicked and irrational soldiers disregarded kings and generals, and slashed at anyone who blocked their way. Hot blood sprayed out in front of them, creating a strange and eerie beauty mixed with the cold rain.

"Your Majesty, please take shelter first!!"

Seeing heads flying and limbs scattered on the ground at the horse trail, Liu Bei and his two companions quickly shielded Liu Hong to the side and stopped desperately rushing forward.

Liu Hong was also terrified by the chaos, feeling weak all over. Liu Bei dragged him to a relatively secluded corner, where he gasped for breath, still shaken.

Having been the supreme emperor for so many years, he had never seen a scene of hundreds or thousands of people killing each other indiscriminately. In such a situation where everyone was in a frenzy of killing, even the emperor, princes, and ministers could easily get stabbed!

"Your Majesty, it's over! Luoyang is finished!"

Before Liu Hong could calm down, Grand Commandant Deng Sheng appeared before him in a disheveled state, his gray hair and beard covered in grime, his brocade robe stained with dark red blood, and he was weeping bitterly.

"The bandits haven't even attacked the city yet, and the city walls are already in chaos. Luoyang can't be defended!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Hong could only curse: "Back then, it was you, you old dog, who stubbornly refused to let me go west to Hongnong, saying that the eight passes were treacherous and Luoyang was impregnable, insisting that I stay and defend it. And now, you have the nerve to come before me crying and whining!"

But seeing Deng Sheng's grief-stricken and disheveled appearance, Liu Hong ultimately didn't utter a curse. Instead, he turned to Liu Bei and asked, "Xuande, is there any way?"

Liu Bei shook his head helplessly, "Your Majesty, the horse path is blocked, we can't even get down from the city wall..."

Even if we had planned an escape route beforehand, we still couldn't leave!
Unless they can fly down like the Yellow God, they can only stay obediently on the city wall.

Liu Hong slumped helplessly against the cold, hard wall, utterly despondent. "How did this vast world come to be like this?"

"I regret it! I shouldn't have come to the Great Xia Gate at all. If only I had rushed out from the East Yang Gate much earlier!"

Under the protection of a few of his men, Yuan Shao hid in a corner of the city wall. Looking at the chaotic state of the city, he couldn't help but feel great regret.

"How could I have foolishly thought that Luoyang could be defended? How incredibly stupid!"

He wiped the rain from his face with his hand. "Am I, Yuan Shao, destined to die in Luoyang today, to be buried with the Han Dynasty?!"

He is unwilling!
He was born into the Yuan family, which had produced four generations of high-ranking officials. Although he was not considered a direct descendant of the main branch, he was looked down upon by the young Yuan Shu. However, through years of cultivating his reputation and working hard, he eventually gained the recognition of countless people.

Yuan Benchu, a "model for all"!

With such a great reputation, he was full of ambition and eager to achieve something great, surpass Yuan Shu, and become the most accomplished person in the history of the Yuan family!
however……

Yuan Shao looked up at the torrential rain pouring down from the sky, roaring in his heart, "Heaven is going to destroy me! Heaven is going to destroy me?!"

Huang Tian noticed the chaos on the walls of Luoyang, but he didn't care. Instead, he closed his eyes and silently sensed the energy between heaven and earth.

In a sudden moment, he opened his eyes, and a flash of lightning seemed to appear in them.

Earth element (戊) and Thunder element (正雷)!

A divine thunderbolt strikes!

He raised his right hand high, and with his movement, the thick clouds churned violently, thunder rumbled, and purple lightning tore through the sky like a spider web.

A "thunder spear" slowly appeared above his right hand in the void. Looking up from the ground, it looked as if Huang Tian, ​​standing on a high platform, was tightly gripping a blazing and dazzling spear of the thunder god!

The spear was made of blinding white light, with countless tiny purple lightning snakes darting and hissing wildly on it, emitting a crackling sound that made one's scalp crawl.

The incredibly violent power was contained within the ten-foot-long lightning spear, distorting the surrounding air, and the scorching air currents even evaporated the torrential rain pouring down from the sky.

"The Holy One's power is boundless!!"

"When the Yellow Heaven descends, the Azure Heaven dies!"

"..." Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were captivated by this mythical scene and went into a frenzy.

Meanwhile, Liu Hong and the others on the walls of Luoyang City were stunned. They could barely accept the idea of ​​flying through the clouds, but wielding thunder spears and controlling lightning was too much of a challenge to their nerves. They were all at a loss and muttered incoherently.

The soldiers, who had been frantically hacking and slashing, gradually regained their senses in the face of such a grand, godlike, and demonic scene, but soon fell into deep fear again.

Were they originally going to fight against such gods and immortals?

Ignoring the fervor and fear of the others, Huang Tian bent his elbow, causing the thunder spear, which carried the strongest and most powerful force in the world, to retreat slightly, and then...

My gaze traveled across the distance between the high platform and the city wall of Luoyang, locking onto the majestic high wall.

There was no roar, no declaration.

Only a single, all-consuming effort and willpower!
"boom--!!!"

The lightning spear flew from his hand and instantly transformed into a blazing white meteor that swept across the torrential rain. Its brilliance almost obscured all the light in the world, tearing through the air and leaving behind a thunderous roar wherever it passed.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely in that instant.

Liu Hong, Yuan Shao, Deng Sheng, He Jin, Liu Bei, and the others stared in horror as the Thunder God's Spear hurtled toward the giant city beneath their feet at a speed beyond comprehension.

In an instant, the intense ball of light exploded violently on the city wall, followed by a deafening, terrifying roar that seemed to shatter mountains and valleys.

Boulders, rubble, wooden beams, and everything else were as fragile as sandcastles on the beach under the destruction of the divine power. Visible shockwaves spread wildly in a ring, carrying smoke and debris into the sky, turning into a mushroom cloud that kept expanding and rising.

The ancient city wall, which was originally several meters high and stood majestically, collapsed rapidly and turned into dust in the extremely violent lightning.

The roar echoed for a long time, striking the hearts of everyone like a heavy hammer.

When the blinding white light and the billowing dust dissipated, the Yellow Turban soldiers looked up and saw a huge gap in the city wall that stretched for miles. At the gap was a scene of scorched earth, ruins, and a few ministers and Han soldiers who had survived and were almost suffocating and going mad.

All sounds are silent.

Only the sound of the drizzling rain gradually subsiding remained.

The gentle patter of the rain gave off an unusually tender feeling, as if a beautiful woman was softly caressing her lover's face.

However, the tragic scene before them did not evoke any tenderness, but rather a deep sense of dread.

And Huang Tian, ​​the "instigator" of all this, quietly looked at the ancient city he had destroyed, and then said with remarkable calm:

"Enter the city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers erupted in cheers.

"Enter the city!"

"Enter the city!"

Wielding their weapons, they surged forth like a tide through the breach blasted open by the thunder spears. Anyone who resisted was stabbed to death by the spears. In reality, no one stopped them at all. All the Han soldiers who managed to survive were terrified and collapsed to the ground, waiting to be captured by the Yellow Turban army.

Luoyang, the capital of the world.

It's settled!

(End of this chapter)