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An Xin never said he had this ability. Isn't he a Qilin?

Yelena was equally shocked. What kind of Originium Arts could make something grow to the size of a small mountain?

Does An Xin have that kind of ability?

“A behemoth,” Patriot uttered the word. “I see. The Great Yan’s research on behemoths has reached this level.”

"A giant beast?" Yelena asked, looking at her father with a hint of doubt in her voice.

The people who answered on behalf of the patriots were the Emperor's inner guards, and they clearly showed different reactions. The five of them treated An Xin in different ways.

Some scoffed: "A behemoth? We've heard that the Great Yan once drove away a behemoth, but we haven't tried it yet."

Some exclaimed in horror: "The former god is actually whole! How could the Great Yan... release you! Has the Great Yan mastered the giant beast?"

Some tried to remain calm: "Patriots, we should all unite. We follow the same Majesty."

As everyone expected, Patriot spoke with a thick nasal tone, standing behind Talulah.

"My Empress has long since passed away; now, she is the only one I follow."

At this moment, with the Qilin as a backdrop, countless people gathered around Talulah.

They share the same ambition!

They're heading down the same road!

Patriot is more like Talulah's family member; he is the backbone of the Reunion Movement and the shield of the Infected.

A person who betrayed his race and his country was hailed as a patriot by the masses.

He is the people's shield!

Those who fight for the people deserve the people's support.

This backbone supported Talulah, and now with Anxin as her support, Talulah drew her sword and stared at the Emperor's guards.

"If you want to come, then fight!"

Upon hearing this, the Qilin that An Xin had transformed into showed a hint of coldness in its eyes.

He demanded that the Emperor's Imperial Guards pay for their blood debts!

Dark clouds are the lightning in his hands, and the gale is the breath he exhales from his mouth and nose.

In an instant, thunder roared in everyone's ears, and a thick silver dragon echoed in the air above the moving city, the sound of it tearing through the air never ceasing.

With this single strike, all five guards retreated, releasing a thick black mist.

"The Kingdom!" Patriot's voice was hoarse as he drew his spear and charged in with Talulah.

In an instant, no one expected things to change so quickly.

The Reunion Movement, which was initially at a disadvantage, saw its fortunes reversed instantly after An Xin unleashed the power of the behemoth.

The Qilin's hooves tread on the earth, and boundless power fills its body. It can summon wind and rain, thunder and fire, all of which are its power.

He gazed at the nation, took a light step forward, accompanied by the rumble of the earth.

In a mere instant, the kingdom fell.

The Qilin and the Yellow Dragon are known as the beasts of the Central Plains, and their power originates from the earth.

An Xin seems to have inexhaustible power as long as she sets foot on the ground.

Moreover, any creature that can be called a divine beast must possess the ability to ward off evil.

The Qilin is among the most elite of those who can ward off evil.

The emperor's inner guards are nothing but evil spirits and heretics.

Before everyone's eyes, the emperor's guards, who had just been so arrogant and slaughtered their comrades, were now a shadow of their former selves.

I cancelled it.

“Qilin of the Great Yan, you have won, but you cannot kill us. You are still young and there are many things you do not know. We are willing to retreat.”

"Trying to run now?" An Xin took a step after him; with his current size, one step was dozens of steps longer than an average person's.

However, the emperor's inner guards used some means to release the kingdom again, and by the time An Xin broke through, they had already disappeared.

There's no way to catch up.

Because An Xin knows best that this is just a trial card, and it has a time limit.

But at least no one else is sacrificing themselves.

If we let Talulah, Patriot, and Frostnova fight each other, I don't know how many comrades would be sacrificed.

When An Xin transformed back into a blond youth, cheers erupted from all around.

Talulah walked over and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me?"

An Xin embraced her, but Shuangxing, standing next to Patriot, had a complicated look in her eyes.

This time, we really won.

They acquired a perfectly intact mobile city, which, no matter how dilapidated or abandoned, was still a home.

Chapter 41 Talking with Patriots

Ursus, Fort Saint.

This is the capital of Ursus.

In a living room that could be described as luxurious, two people were hidden in the shadows. If you looked closely, you would find that one of them was "Koschche".

As for the other person, their face was not visible.

The man asked, "What do you want with me?"

"It's nothing, I just hope you won't disrupt my plans. Tell your Third Army to stay put and not touch Talulah."

"Kosich" spread his hands.

“I don’t quite understand what you’re doing. You’re not acting for profit,” he said. “If you keep going like this, something bad will happen sooner or later. Talulah is a complete traitor. She should be taken to the guillotine. She’s just a Vaivan.”

"All you need to know is one thing: don't stop Talulah from doing what she's about to do."

"Kosichee" smiled and said, "Ursus will not fall. The only ones who are worried about something happening are you. You are worried about your interests being damaged."

The conflict between the old and new nobles lies precisely in this.

You need to broaden your perspective.

"Whatever you want to do, now that His Majesty knows, I will help you."

The conversation abruptly ended.

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As the mobile cities continue their southward advance, the Reunification Movement will not let its guard down despite its resounding victory.

After repelling several guerrilla groups, Patriot said that the next one might be an army group.

However, half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and no one paid any attention to them.

However, ever since An Xin transformed into a Qilin, she sensed something different.

The people of the Reunion Movement used to respect him, but now they feel awe.

In any world, strength is the primary criterion for judging people.

People who used to greet him are now even more enthusiastic, and those who didn't used to greet him now call him "teacher."

Early January, night.

Inside the room, An Xin wiped his body, staring at his right arm. Because he hadn't used the inhibitor for a long time, the area of ​​the Originium had expanded. Fortunately, he could still cover it with his clothes, so it wouldn't stop him from going back to being a policeman. It seemed that he would never be able to wear short sleeves again in this lifetime.

He got dressed, grabbed a bottle of wine, and headed along the path to the campfire.

The Reunion Movement has undergone so many changes, but the campfire has remained the same.

When An Xin arrived, only Patriot was drinking. He shook his bottle and sat down opposite him.

"Uncle, it's no fun drinking alone. I'll have a drink with you. Would you like some food?"

"No need. Food shouldn't be wasted."

“That’s true.” An Xin rarely had the opportunity to be alone with Patriot. They were both busy with their own things, or there were other people around.

Now that he has this opportunity, he really does have something to ask Patriot for advice.

Among the people he knew, Patriot was the only one who had been married and had a child.

He held the bottle, leaned closer to the patriot, and asked in a low voice.

"Uncle, you're so experienced, let me tell you something, I'm a little unsure about something."

"explain."